Technically I’m an archaeologist, I guess.

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Cake day: June 4th, 2023

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  • I’m not from the south, but I used to work in warehouses where the summertime was quite hot. I wore a kilt, and it was amazing. This kind of kilt. They’re more comfortable than shorts when it’s hot.

    Every warehouse I worked in either never articulated that we had to wear pants, or they had an actual written policy pertaining to skirts. (usually for office staff). The guys would bust my balls for a minute, but a bunch of peripheral things would usually shut that down pretty quickly.

    They don’t affect your mobility, and since it’s inadvisable to go commando, anyway, there’s no issue climbing ladders and whatnot. I always wore lightweight boxer briefs underneath super bright plaid silk boxers so I could be cheeky about the whole kilt thing if anybody did try sneaking a peek.









  • We introduced a ton of clover into our lawn 4 years ago and have been letting it self-seed & spread. It’s been great.

    My boomer-y neighbors don’t like it and make comments, but ours is the only green lawn for several blocks because it hasn’t rained for shit all summer. Plus we have wildflower areas so we also have all kinds of bumblebees, butterflies, and dragonflies cruising around.







  • Primitive search engines often allowed you to browse websites by topic. You could click on stuff like different music or film genres, specific movie or book titles, or celebrity names, and youd be presented with a list of all websites on that topic.

    Since it was the early internet and everyone had multiple personal geocities or angelfire sites, you’d churn up pages upon pages of results for everything. Each search engine produced vastly different results, so you could waste a day on Alta Vista, then go to Excite and do it over again, finding a bunch of different stuff.

    I’d spend hours opening websites for shitty (and some surprisingly excellent) bands from all over the world. A handful even went on to real life notoriety.

    My biggest flex along those lines is I became a huge fan of AFI in 1992 or 1993 because there were some folks in California writing about the punk scene, and they came up a lot. Sometimes somebody would host 30 second .wav (.ra, maybe?) files recorded on a crappy tape recorder or something from a live show or local radio station. It was a cool time to be young and excited about music.