Okay, this last bedload of mulch I took 3 days to distribute and think that was my limit for retaining a functioning body, I think I maybe have 1.5 or 2 yards of medium hemlock left and .5 of bark nuggets to create a nice durable top layer where I’m mulching around trees.
Scooby Doo is a warning about late stage capitalism as every episode the monster turns out to be an old white guy looking to steal all the money
Scooby-Doo is a Stirnerian parable about the stateless, individualist insurrectionist vanquishing decadent, amoral “spooks” squatting on unused land and capital rather than a call for collectivism
Scooby-Doo is a document of a particular point in automotive-mediated postwar culture where a collection of different types might be mobile from setting to setting yet not yet have dispersed into fully post-local subcultures according to their types.
“Programmers are poly” joke that falls apart because that’s not actually what it would mean for someone to implement their dongle in your wife’s software
I love these little gummy packs, I’ll be like “ooh but do I really want one just because?” but like, it’s $5. I was getting down to smoke like ten full percent of a $50 eighth, at 1998 inflation and a 1998 teenager’s budget 25 years ago
Yeah, even though I don’t have flat feet anymore (and setting aside that I’m 40) I could never be a soldier now off the memory jukebox thing, I’d be keeping watch and totally miss the sound of the enemy creeping up on us cause I was hearing it as fucking Mega Man tracks or something
