Startup culture is so toxic. I'd rather give Rob Schneider daily foot massages with truffle and lavender oil than ever work for a startup again.
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Damn we have similar goals but different reasons. I want to have been on all continents and I am obsessed with going to Antarctica. If I had the money, I would want to stand on the planet's axis. And have the whole world actually revolve around me. Doing this on the North Pole too would be great, but it's not a continent and therefore has second place.
And now, can you elaborate the weird stuff the sun does at the poles? Besides polar night and polar day?
When my husband moved to Germany from Russia, he had no idea whether he was vaccinated as a child or not (he very likely was, but there weren't records he was aware of and his mom died early). So he went to the doctor's to ask for titers. They said they could test that but he would have to pay out of pocket, and offered to just vaccinate him again for free. He went through all the children's vaccines - including chicken pox, which wasn't around when we were kids (90s). It is the simpler, more accessible, and cheaper alternative to titers.
I see Pluto and Charon as Irish twins. Or at least 2 under 2. I somehow always imagine two siblings spinning around each other. Maybe Pluto is showing a 🫶 to his little sister.
I gotta say the cybertruck one is so hilarious and desperate I'd spare it my rage
Yeah now try being absolutely unknowledgeable when it comes to tech and very much into makeup, skincare, 90 day fiance and parenting content. Lemmy, it's been nice, but after one and a half years I started lurking to Reddit every once in a while again.
My guess would be Moldova or another round at Georgia
As someone who loves to sing and make music, as someone who loves to dance and to be crafty, and as someone who inherently sucks at it - especially the music part, I can't tell or hold a rhythm, let alone a note - this post really got me. I often feel like I am not allowed to sing or join or like I have to hide that I used to play guitar and write songs for hours when I was a teen and young adult. Because I was never good at it. Because the chords were just strummed. The chords didn't fit the melody in my head and I could not sing the melody as it was in my head. And I just suck at it. And still, it brought me so much joy. It was such a big part of my life. I loved it.
I now sing songs to my daughter when we are in public. I pretend it is because she wants to hear them. It's a great alibi. (She often doesn't like my singing.) Sometimes she joins in. This is the best. There is no better sound in the world.
I'm ok at writing. But even this - I am a biomedic, not a writer. I didn't study linguistics or literature or politics or journalism, I am absolutely not in the writing world. I can't write professionally, so why should I even write. There are tons of more talented people who actually learned how to write out there. I leaned out of the window and got a side gig while I was on mat leave and wrote for a blog 2-4 times a month for a year. It was the best. I was paid peanuts but these were the tastiest lil' peanuts I've ever devoured.
Zelenskyy would probably get more support from his people if he told trump to get fucked
Oh how I wish this was true but a lot of Ukrainians are so weary they really just want the war to end and are frustrated with Zelensky. Believe me not everyone has the moral high ground or integrity, many, many just want him to make any kind of deal, no matter how big the insult and humiliation are.
("Moral high ground" and "integrity" are very heavy words in this context. Right now, after just watching the argument, I am a bit speechless and can't find better words. But please know that I do not want to refer to these people as having no integrity, morals, ideals, etc. They are desperate and have lost so much I can't even put it in words.)
I would honestly be interested in meeting him.
Oh I remember flying Frankfurt to Chicago with American Airlines! I mean we were 23 hours late because we had two emergency landings in Canada since our turbine caught fire twice and somehow had to stand in line for 6-7 hours for passport control in Canada to change the plane eventually - but they did have warm and nice food as well as beverages and even provided us with snacks and beverages while we were waiting inside the plane during the inspections! I mean we would have appreciated it if they had informed our relatives that we didn't die since there was apparently no information on our flight passed on whatsoever on either side of the atlantic and everyone thought we were dead (this was 2008, we were all teenagers and no one had any cell phone connection in Goose Bay), but the food was indeed nice. Pros and cons.
I meet mostly moms. So I save them with their name and their kid's name and sometimes the location we've met (usually a playground nickname) on my phone. Sarah Noah Locomotive, Madlene Jacob Crown, Vitali Pasha Poop.