It’s also a great game if you like solving complicated puzzles. Last I knew, there are some that are still unsolved.

Super solid vehicles. I suspect these and the diesel Toyota Hilux will likely be amongst the scant archaeological evidence of the anthropocene.

You’re fine! I had to ask myself why I cared so much, and it’s because I love radishes but they also wreck my guts. I have no problem eating them cooked, though the spicy/snappy flavor goes away because that’s the sulforaphane/phene.

It’s yet another vegetable humans love because of the thing it makes to keep animals from eating it. We’re culinary masochists.

Sulforaphane is heat labile, so cooking breaks some of it down. Broccoli and cabbage are fairly low in it, while Brussels sprouts and radishes are quite high. Radishes also have high amounts of sulforaphene, a related compound with similar properties. So it might be cooked vs raw, quantity consumed, -phane vs -phane/-phene, or something else entirely.

Only the R-isomer is found in any appreciable amount in nature, so it’s probably not that unless you’re eating research radishes.

It’s likely the sulforaphane, the compound that doesn’t actually fight cancer at all. Similar to the sulfur containing compounds in onions, it’s an irritant created when radish tissue is damaged to repel pests. In mammals, it irritates the lining of the digestive tract and causes the lower esophageal sphincter, which normally keeps stomach acid from refluxing, to relax.

I dunno, does it mount vertically or horizontally?

It’s less about no microbes than starting with a reasonable amount. As long as the wound is cleaned of debris and large amounts of dead tissue, one’s immune system will typically be able to prevent bacterial overgrowth or handle a small amount of pathogenic bacteria. I make the distinction in the hope that people don’t go overboard with disinfection. You just need good enough.

I had a sizable wound treated with a hydrocolloid bandage. They’re sealed to form a moist environment by retaining exudate and are changed every 5-7 days. No antibiotics are used. It should have been a festering mess according to previous wisdom, but it was fine the entire time.

DIY concrete is fucking brutal work, though, even with a mixer, unless you’re pretty strong or have strong friends, and you have to do it in one go if structural strength is a concern. I love the savings and personal satisfaction of DIY, but I started eating the cost of getting concrete poured professionally somewhere in my early thirties.

I just exclaimed “HOLY SHIT” loud enough to get my partner’s attention. There are two in my area! They have so many tools!

Why didn’t I know about this?! I considered myself educated, but now see I still have much to learn.

I was worried at first you were having a stroke. It took me a moment to realize it’s a damn good impression of the president of the United States.

2025 is the worst year… yet!

Pot roast smell, just musk and a little rosemary essential oil, was my single times secret weapon. People asking about it was a zero effort conversation starter and it dovetails perfectly with my style of attempts to be charming.

Yeah, alum, usually potassium alum, is just a solid block of one of the ingredients used in antiperspirants to plugs up sweat glands to keep you from sweating as much. That’s partially how it works as a styptic - it’s irritating, so blood vessels will contract, but it also just plugs up some of the smallest vessels. Its use was much more common before the widespread adoption of electric razors, even if just as a little styptic pencil.

Yes, I’m one of those hobby shaving people.

And lasts for ages. You can also use it to stop bleeding, though it STINGS.

Fuck yeah, rock it. I am a naturally very manly smelling person, sometimes to my dismay, so I always stayed with scents that “matched”: cedar, sandalwood, rosemary, juniper, bergamot, and the like. I often smelled like a lumber mill or a very conversational pot roast.

I got a scent sampler pack from Boy Smells a bit ago and I get so many compliments from others when I wear them.

Hey, you’re right! I didn’t even realize.

I can’t stop scatting “cat kitty cat cat kitty cat cat” now.

I’m allergic to cats but live with three without issues. I took one cetirizine a day for years and I’m now asymptomatic. I can love all the cats now!

You just have to push through! Willpower!

Just kidding, I hate that shit. Sorry to hear it, I can’t imagine how difficult that must be. I’ve never tried meth. It sounds like it’d be too much of what already works for me.

It could be ADHD too. It, other neurodevelopmental disorders, and affective disorders can affect how one feels about just about anything.

I have ADHD and I derive nearly no pleasure from “a job well done” unless the outcome is directly and fairly immediately beneficial.

Project completed at work? At most I’ll be relieved it’s done unless it shows off my skills, which I like - dopamine!

Baked a cake? For myself, fuck yeah - dopamine! For someone else and I don’t get any? The forecast shows a light chance of a low pressure dopamine system entering the region this afternoon, depending on how much I like the person.

We’re all Buddha as we’re all born with Buddha-Nature. Even Donkey.

Even Farquaad.