I can live with anything that can still be cured by a course of antibiotics.

to be fair, in Los Angeles, “lives in another neighborhood” is usually the equivalent of 3 hours anyway

After spending time on OkC, right now it is a dude who is not a Republican pro-life gun nut, doesn’t expect women to keep legs shaven, doesn’t spit and doesn’t think sex with cousins is ok.

Beautiful! Nice, clean, simple. Love it.

You know, you don’t have to implement 100% of what he writes about. Pick out the key things that help you and focus on them. I’m a big proponent of the two-minute rule and lots of scratch paper, but I rarely bother with the periodic reviews or the someday/maybe stuff.

She’s not the one who did the original article, but yeah, it’s like a visit to the Vatican, ha ha ha.

It’s not that difficult once you make it yours. Without it I would already have had 2-3 nervous breakdowns per year for the past few years. It’s really been a life saver for a completely messy guy like me.

Growing up, we had a cat who would randomly crop dust rooms. Everyone in our family had multile experiences of being alone and the cat walked into the room then leaves a minute later, then the awful stench hits you.

For those of us who still think farts are hilarious — while at work, hold them as long as you can (the feeling comes in waves) and, when you have no choice, beeline for the bathroom, drop and sit in a stall, and fire away. Work bathrooms are like acoustic amplification chambers for farts. And, I mean, you’re doing it…

I used to have a boss I hated, whose office was back in a corner down a little hallway. Right outside his office (of course) was the water cooler. So for like 7 years, whenever I had to fart, I would go get a cup of water and let it rip outside his office. There was nothing else down that hallway, so either the smell…

But but but... they’re the ones microwaving tuna!

I once crop dusted at the grocery store. I was in an empty aisle, and thought I was ok. This couple ended up walking into it, as I was leaving the area, and she IMMEDIATELY starts hitting her boyfriend and loudly blaming him while he protested his innocence.

Best Lifehacker story ever.

“whoever smelt it, dealt it.”

I love evil week.

Crop dusting is the best at the grocery store... you get to the end of the aisle and get to watch people that walk into it with their mouth open...

I just sneak into our server room and fart there. All those fans....

Sounds like a section soliciting and curating amateur pornographers to submit their own videos. Possibly with a revenue sharing scheme of some kind.

Honestly, if they wanted to keep the imagery, they could’ve even gone with YouTube Red Carpet. Conveys a sense of exclusivity, glamour, and premium content. It has exactly the same effect, but it distracts from the fact that “YouTube Red” just sounds like a porn site.

This is the biggest problem, in my opinion. If you look at all of these examples, they have this problem in addition to their own problems. Google is constantly renaming, re-branding, or splitting up and re-combining services in a way that makes it a never-ending game just to figure out what’s what. It’s frustrating,…