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Cake day: October 25th, 2023

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  • I really enjoyed learning to homebrew, and my family and friends really enjoyed drinking the mead I’ve made. You can homebrew all sorts of stuff, too - beer and wine of course, but also kombucha and ginger ale (edit: and cider! Thanks /u/cyberpunk007). I’m looking at professional kit for my next batch which is going to be a few hundred dollars at least of steel, but my first fermentation tubs were something like $35.

    My only up-front recommendation would be to get a conical fermenter as it minimises loss when racking/bottling.


  • Man, most bands start as a group of friends playing together for fun. Yes, sucking isn’t fun - the fun comes from surmounting those obstacles and seeing yourself improve. I sucked at Dark Souls when I first picked it up, but I wanted to be good, so I sat down and practiced parrying against basic enemies until I could get it consistently. I suck at guitar too, it hurts my fingers and makes my hands cramp and it wasn’t worth it to me to push through that to get good.

    You know what I did about it? I sold my guitar on craigslist and moved on. I didn’t go on the internet and whine about it, nor did I get impudent with people who took the time to offer me advice - really rather good advice, in this thread. Your attitude sucks. Adjust that, and then either sit down and practice or find a new hobby. Nobody gives a shit that being bad makes you sad.











  • When life gives you lemons, don’t make lemonade. Make life take the lemons back! Get mad! I don’t want your damn lemons, what the hell am I supposed to do with these? Demand to see life’s manager! Make life rue the day it thought it could give Cave Johnson lemons! Do you know who I am? I’m the man who’s gonna burn your house down! With the lemons! I’m gonna get my engineers to invent a combustible lemon that burns your house down!


  • Sleepwalking is correlated with stress levels. I’ve sleepwalked a few times in my life; some I half-remember, but most not at all, I only know if I find out from someone else like family/friends/partners.

    When I was a teenager, I had a wall scroll that hung above the head of my bed. One morning, I found it piled on the floor next to my bed. It could have been one of my family, but they all denied it and there’s no motivation anyway. I had to conclude that I did it in my sleep, but it’s stuck with me because I’ve always found it extremely disturbing that I’m up and about while I’m completely (or nearly completely) unconscious. I’ve lived in a few skyscrapers with windows and balcony doors that opened more than enough for me to jump, and the idea that I’ll wake up halfway down scares the everfucking bejeezus out of me.