For some milder ones, I’ve heard both that the wrecked gambling ship off Coronado has a hoard of silver coins, and that the old arsenic mine on Black Mountain has gold.

My guess is food poisoning. Not something bad enough to cause inevitably-leaked panic in Trumpworld but also not something you can work while dealing with (not that he exactly works anyway, but still), and just embarrassing enough to be lied about.

Al dente is delicious, you monster.

If you live someplace you by definition aren’t lost. Individual indigenous people are not immune to getting lost and dying. Think of all the fairy tales about being lost in the woods. As invented by people who lived surrounded by woods.

I wonder how many people have had family/coworker/etc. conversations along these lines:

They (Fresno) keep pretending they’re building an aquarium, for some reason.

Down with pennies!

I just want there to only be one way to designate a rectangle.

I once built a beautiful library-fortress entirely dedicated to scholarship, statuary and preservation. And then everyone was a weremarmot or dead.

On the one hand I want to play, and on the other I never did figure out any of The Gostak…

I would not have expected tile vs. cast iron to go in that direction.

There are some companies making new smooth ones but they’re like, $200 for a frying pan.

Good idea. It’s not like they take up much space or are particularly expensive (disposable ones anyway); easy enough to shove one or two in the glove compartment.

Yes, N95 or higher is the rating you need for smoke!

Archer Farms has some good stuff. I still remember that for like two months they had tins of cheap loose-leaf tea. And then never again.

After the war in Vietnam there was a sort of tent city in Pendleton (one of the bases slated to help with this…thing) that helped resettle those refugees here. It was HELPING, it was being what the US ought to be. This is a perversion of that history.

Ok, 24 hours are up. Here to bring you today’s Most Obscure Reference:

Like I haven’t already turned off all the security things that would prevent me from downloading my beloved sketchy indie games. Ha! Live fast and keep backups.

I bet they got to go through all the verses of “What Do You Do with a Drunken Sailor”.

It ain’t like that in San Diego, I can tell you that for sure. Issa vs. Applegate wasn’t the only time we had to wait literal weeks for a result.