In the 1940s, inventor Maiju Gebhard calculated that the average household spent almost 30,000 hours washing and drying dishes over the course of a lifetime. Machines take less time but still require loading and unloading, cost money and occupy quite a bit of kitchen real estate. Sink-side racks add labor and clutter while taking up space
After having my desktop computer shut down for a week while my father-in-law was building a ceiling for our basement (thanks, Barry!) I started it up tonight and ran through the absurd amount of raring updates that I’d missed, then on a whim decided to fire up the Steam client and check for updates there too. As it happens there was an update, and look what I found when it finished:
Yesterday I stopped off to get a flu shot, mostly as a precaution for UDS (since I no longer ride the bus regularly my immune system isn’t what it once was). I made polite conversation with the pharmacist as she gave me the shot, but because my mother raised me right, these lines were running through my head the way they have every time I’ve gotten a shot since I was a kid:
Just a little pinprick
There’ll be no more aaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick
Can you stand up?
I do believe it’s working good
That’ll keep you going through the show
Come on it’s time to go
Spring is in the air! (NSFW lyrics)
One day my top panel will be nothing but indicators. Trying to decide if I’m OK with that.
It would be remiss of me in my station as an uncle not to show this to my three-year-old nephew:
Really sad about what The Beehive has become. What was once a refuge from the drunken hordes on Carson where you could have a quiet drink and maybe play a board game has become just another place for cheap shots and loud music.
As I (gracefully) exit my 20s I find fewer and fewer reasons to go to the South Side after dark.