Worst party ever.

tar -xvzf Coffee.tar.gz americano

By this definition, Xolo wouldn’t fit because the x in Xolo is somewhere between sh- and ch-. It’s a Nahuatl word and many (if not all) Xs are sh-/ch-.

Sorry for being pedantic.

I definitely recommend going to the Butter Museum in Cork which is essentially a Kerrygold museum.

my favorite feature is that it’s a smart device—you connect it with your phone via proprietary app and it tells you the temperature of your counter top. Also for a low monthly subscription fee it will also recite the screen play of a random episode of friends in 4 languages simultaneously, none of which are English, Spanish, Arabic, or Mandarin.

I think a large part of the competitive pricing comes from subsidies by the Chinese government to produce these cars, not necessarily because China’s innovated some miraculously cheap vehicle.

Granted, Western, Japanese, and Korean automakers placing emphasis on SUVs (at least in North America) certainly doesn’t make the pricing of cars (electric or ICE) any better. It’s also true that Western governments can similarly subsidize EV manufacturing, but keep in mind that a lot of hurdles that exist in the west to pull off such a task don’t exist in China—there is no opposition party that might slow down or kill legislation. Add to that the access China has gained globally via Belt and Road likely makes obtaining raw materials a lot cheaper too.

This is all to say that boiling it down to an attitude problem is a little too reductive.

A miasma of post-Doritos farts, ass sweat, and uncleaned litter box.

The feeling of the spray hitting your skin will be akin to feeling piss aerosols/drops hit your leg when wearing shorts and using one of those urinals that extend to the floor.

I haven’t set an alarm for work in like 10+ years—i mostly trained my body to wake up around 6am. I say mostly because I do have the occasional hiccup and oversleep and I do set an alarm for important stuff (e.g., flights in the morning).

Raw?

It’s not that I’m not a morning person, it’s that I hate the realization of having woken up again.

I usually do natto and an egg (fried or raw, depending on how I feel). If I feel extra fancy, I throw in some shiokara in the mix—add some nice, salty ocean flavors to the slimy goodness.

I’ll just book AAF for 10 consecutive shows where they’re only allowed to play the smooth criminal cover.

This reminds me of the etymology of バカ (baka, stupid in Japanese).

I don’t know if that’s what’s intended or not.