I’m sure it’s more complex than I’m making it out to be, but each gas in the air has its own freezing/melting boiling/condensation/sublimation points, so I’d imagine you could just kind of take advantage of that

Basically just cool it down to x temperature at y pressure, and all of the carbon dioxide should be solid, the oxygen a liquid and the nitrogen still a gas, and they’ve all sort of separated themselves out. Fish out the dry ice, siphon off the oxygen, and you’re left with nitrogen.

Might need to do a couple more rounds of that on each of those to account for other gases in the mix depending on how pure you need it to be, but in theory I imagine it could be that simple (again in practice I’m sure there’s probably a lot of details I’m missing)

I mean, we live in a time when 3d printed guns exist, I’m pretty sure having a 3d printer and ordering filament is probably about as likely to get you on a list as ordering some whistles

But whistles are readily available and cheap, without looking too hard I can get a dozen from them at target for less than $5 with lanyards. Leave your phone at home, pay cash, take a bus or park in the next shopping center over or wear a mask like you’re getting over a cold and a baseball cap and you’re about as anonymous as you can get.

Can probably get them even cheaper if you shop around a bit, if you have a party store around you I’ll bet you can get a bunch there for cheap as party favors for a children’s birthday party goody bag or whatever.

I’m a burly, bearded, outdoorsy dude, and you can describe a lot of my friends in a similar way.

Once upon a time, one such friend had a few trees on his property that needed to come down (damaged by storms, emerald ash borer, etc,) so he made a decision to have a “lumberjack day”

The plan was simple, we’d all show up with axes and saws and other implements of destruction and cut down these trees and chop them up to manageable sizes.

We also all kind of had the same idea that we’d show up in flannel shirts and suspenders in hopes that our one friend (coincidentally my now-wife, though we had not yet even begun to think about dating) who was sort of our unofficial group photographer, would show up with our camera, and we could get some cool shots of us being rugged badasses and maybe a group picture.

Sadly, she had to work that day, so no pictures exist.

I decided for this occasion that I wanted a big ol’ double-bit felling axe. It just seemed appropriate.

Now I could have gotten one from a hardware store if I just wanted a prop, but I did want an actual usable axe. Most new axes you can easily get your hands on these days just aren’t that great unless you’re willing to shell out some decent money (they’re not outlandishly expensive, but certainly more than I could afford at the time as a 20-something pizza guy)

Which meant that I’d be looking for a used axe. This was something I’d already been keeping my eye out for at yard sales and flea markets and such but unfortunately I was coming up empty. So with Lumberjack Day fast-approaching, I turned to craigslist.

And sure enough, I found a guy selling axes. Quite a lot of axes in fact, I suspect this guy had been snatching them up from the same flea markets I’d been hunting at before I got a chance. He’d clean them up, hang a new handle if needed, and sell them. His sharpening skills left a bit to be desired, but I’m handy enough with a file and whetstone so that didn’t matter.

We exchanged some messages, he sent me some pics of what he had, and we arranged a time for me to swing over to his house to buy an axe from him.

So one Sunday morning I swerved over to his house, not thinking to tell anyone where I was going.

From the pictures he sent, I kind of thought he had these axes in a shed or garage.

Instead when I went there and knocked on his front door he invited me inside and told me the axes were in his basement.

I step inside his living room, and this man had no furniture.

We go down into the basement, and every wall and float surface is covered in axes (and some similar hand tools- hammers, hoes, picks, shovels, etc)

I think this may have been some kind of serial killer’s lair.

But, luckily, I did not get axe-murdered that day. Instead I checked out his wares, handed him $60, and walked out with a rather nice vaughan axe that was probably from around the '60s

Took it out to my car, sat there for a minute considering my life choices, and went on my merry way.

Then a week or two later I put that axe to good use at lumberjack day. It’s a good axe, I still have it and find some good excuses to use it from time-to-time.

So anyway, he may possibly be a serial killer, but I do recommend Craigslist Andrew if you ever need to buy a decent used axe at a fair price.

I drove a Nazi out of a bar that way a few weeks back

My friend works security there and sent me a pic of a guy wearing a shirt with SS lightning bolts on it

Manager wouldn’t let him kick the guy out because he wasn’t otherwise causing an issue, and I wasn’t available to go help cause a scene to give him an excuse, but I was able to queue up every anti-fascist song I could find on there and he up and left within an hour

I consider those touchtunes credits to be money well-spent

Philadelphia English has this fixed with “youse”

I guess there’s also the Pittsburghese “yinz”

Or the southern “y’all”

It does freeze well, so that’s a good option. Normally I do that, but in this case i actually pulled the shoulder out of my freezer trying to free up some space in there so I kind of didn’t want to fill it right back up.

If you’ve done a whole shoulder on a rotisserie I feel like you’ll appreciate this idea too- I’ve been to a couple parties and done it once myself where we roasted a whole lamb over a fire. I don’t have any pictures handy but look up “lamb al asador” to get an idea of what the setup looked like. If nothing else it’s a hell of a centerpiece to have for a party.

Just as a heads-up, unless you’re cooking for a lot of people or really like leftovers, you may want to look for a smaller cut than a whole shoulder because it is a lot of meat. After feeding my party guests (it wasn’t a huge party, but) and sending most of them home with leftovers, I still had enough left over to have it for lunch every day for the next week.

Yeah, I will admit I dropped the ball on that recently for my new years party. I bought a big thing of pre-sliced deli provolone to keep it simple because I was keeping things low-effort, and it did the job but I really wanted something sharper with it.

Even with some lackluster cheese though people still raved about it.

It was basically a whole day of cooking on paper, but there was maybe about 15 minutes of actual hands-on cooking and prep time, the rest was just letting the pork do its thing in the crock pot while I did other stuff, like panic-cleaning my house before company arrived.

I’m a Philly guy, everyone knows the cheesesteak, and almost anywhere outside of Philly you’re bound to get something that doesn’t really resemble an authentic cheesesteak. People have a lot of weird ideas about what the default toppings, cheese, types of bread, cuts of meat, etc. are supposed to be.

But a Philly style roast pork/pork italiano is a thing of beauty. It’s actually a little wild to me that it hasn’t caught on with the Instagram recipe crowd because it’s the kind of thing that’s actually pretty well-suited to just throwing stuff in a crock pot or pressure cooker.

Basically just a pork shoulder, the usual Italian spices and seasonings- rosemary, oregano, garlic, maybe some fennel seed, red pepper flakes, salt & pepper (usually pretty heavy on the rosemary)

Ideally give it a quick sear, but that’s sort of optional

Throw it in your crockpot with some cooking liquid, I normally do chicken stock, sometimes wine if I’m feeling fancy, maybe some canned tomatoes, perhaps some sliced or chopped onions

Or do it in an oven, I’m not your supervisor.

And cook until done. Some places slice it, others shred it. Do whatever you like.

Serve on a roll (if you’ve seen Philadelphians arguing over cheesesteaks before, this is basically the same debate you’ve seen before, the roll is important, it needs to be sturdy enough to hold up to a massive pile of meat dripping with jus and grease, but not so hard that you have to worry about it cracking in half or have a hard time taking a bite out of it, long or round rolls are both acceptable)

With some roasted hot peppers (usually long hots) and some sauteed broccoli rabe (or sometimes spinach) and provolone cheese

2-2-3 rotation, 12 hours shifts, 3PM-3AM

So I’m on 2, off 2, on 3 (so work Monday and Tuesday, off Wednesday and Thursday, the work again Friday, Saturday, and Sunday)

Then the next week it flips, so I only work Wednesday and Thursday and I’m off the rest of the week

I think it’s just about the greatest work schedule in the world, only bummer is that our PTO is based off of 8 hour shifts since most of the other employees work that and they didn’t make any special exemption for us. It mostly pretty much averages out since we work less days overall, but it would be nice to have that work out exactly.

I really don’t want to make excuses for anything this administration does, and I haven’t looked too much into what the justification of this is supposed to be

But hypothetically if you dumped this new food “pyramid” on my desk, without any other context, and I didn’t know it had anything to do with the trump administration, and asked me to make sense of it I feel like I could come up with something like “whole grains, proteins, and produce are the 3 cornerstones of a healthy diet”

And the pyramid is upside down because no one thing should be the main “foundation” of your diet, it should all be balanced

I kind of feel like the trump/rfk cronies came across a half-finished rough sketch of an idea for a new food pyramid loft in the desk drawer of some competent USDA employee they forced out, threw out the notes they found with it, and pushed it through with their own stupid spin because they wanted to do something showy like coming up with a new food pyramid.

Yeah that seems to be the key here, I’m doing a 60 second burn-in time for the bottom layers now, and lowered the lift speed and things are coming out a lot better

I’m still having adhesion issues on about half the plate, but I’m pretty sure I’m just going to need to re-level again to fix that

May still look into a heating solution but as long as they stick to the plate, everything seems to be coming out fine otherwise

Going against the grain here a little, I don’t like required reading in schools.

I really loved reading growing up, always had a book (sometimes more than one) that I was reading, read well above my grade level, chose books that challenged myself, etc.

My high school really pushed reading, lots of classes assigned books for us to read, I think even some of the math classes had novels they were supposed to read. For our homeroom period once a week we had to do mandatory SSR (Sustained Silent Reading) where we had to be reading something, we couldn’t do homework or go see our teachers for help, or anything of the sort, we had to be seated at our desks reading silently. I often was juggling 2 or 3 assigned books along with my other school work, activities, and hobbies, which didn’t really leave me much time for the books that I chose to read for myself.

And the pacing was terrible, we’d often spend weeks on a book, analyzing it to death, doing packets of worksheets, writing reports, doing that accursed “popcorn reading” in class, etc. for books that I could have read in a matter of days if not hours.

I think we spent nearly a month on Of Mice and Men, it’s only around 100 pages, it can be read in an afternoon.

The whole experience really killed my love of reading. I resented a lot of the books I was made to read, and now almost 2 decades later I’ve never quite been able to get back into the same kind of reading habit I used to have.

I’ve made an effort since then to go back and reread some of those assigned books I hated back in school, and the wild thing is that, overall, they were really good books, strong stories, well-written, solid lessons to teach, different points of view to consider, etc. I totally understand why they were assigned reading.

But when I first read them I was just going through the motions, I just wanted to get the damn books out of the way so that I could read what I wanted to read.

And I think the key is to make kids want to seek out those books. Don’t assign them 1984 (for example,) make them want to go out and read 1984 for themselves.

I don’t know what the best way to do that is, but it’s not just telling them to read those books. If anything, it might be telling them not to read them. I can only speak for myself, but I know that personally seeing a display on “banned books” at a book store or library always made me way more interested in those books than any amount of recommendations from friends or reviews online or any other form of marketing.

I’m worried about your ventilation and PPE situation.

It’s vented outside through flexible ducting with an inline fan, I have VOC monitors around my basement, and I wear a p100 organic vapor and acid rated respirator, disposable nitrile gloves, goggles, and a rubber apron

But do go on being a judgemental prick for no reason. I’m not skimping on safety, but if I can save myself a few bucks not buying a boring piece of hardware I don’t really need, I’d prefer to do that.

That’s money that could buy me more resin, paints, disposable gloves, beer, coffee, ice cream, books, movie tickets, or countless other things that I’d rather be spending my money on.

They never went snooping, my mom occasionally would occasionally come into my room to put clothes away or pick stuff up off the floor or whatever but that was pretty much the extent of it.

She did occasionally do the fairly odd parents “I’m respecting your privacy by knocking but asserting my authority as your parent by coming in anyway” thing, where she’d knock but didn’t really wait for a reply before opening the door or just took any sort of “what?” reply she got as an invitation to continue in, but I think that was more of her being on autopilot than any real intention to barge in on me.

I was, by most measures, a pretty good kid and didn’t really have anything to hide anyway. I think my parents knew that so they never really bothered to snoop.

And on top of that, my grandmother was the queen of all snoop, and my mom hated that when she was growing up so she didn’t want to do that to her own kids.

My grandmother was always the type to just come over uninvited, let herself into the house, and just kind of do whatever the hell she wanted, look at whatever mail we had sitting out on the counter (didn’t open it, but if it was already open it I don’t think she was above reading it) move stuff around, etc.

I remember one time when I was still living at home I was the only one home, it was the middle of the day and I worked nights so I was asleep. She let herself in and was doing who knows what downstairs, and she accidentally bumped the power button on my Xbox, and couldn’t figure out how to turn it back off, so she came into my room and woke me up over it.

I don’t think anywhere else is quite as dramatic as Costco but I kind of feel like most places that have rotisserie chickens use them as a loss-leader. At any grocery store around me they cost about the same or less than a raw chicken.

They’re kind of perfect for it. It’s not hard to rub down a chicken with some spice blend and skewer it on a rotisserie, not much else needs to be done there.

And if you’re a grocery store you’re selling chickens anyway. You always have them on-hand, you can rotate out stock that’s getting close to expiring by just throwing it on the rotisserie.

And for someone who just needs a quick dinner, it gets them in the door. Grab the chicken and a couple quick side dishes and you’re in business.

There hasn’t been one around me in a while, but Boston Market’s whole thing is/was pretty much rotisserie chicken, and at least the last time I went to one (probably a decade ago) I remember them running some kind of special that got me like 2 or 3 whole chickens for some ridiculously low price, but of course I also got a few tides with it and I feel like that’s where they made their money.

No it’s at least 2 chemicals- acetic acid and water.

And quite a few others if we’re talking about something besides distilled white vinegar.

chemical free

Literally a chemical.

It’s a common one found in lots of natural foods and such, nothing particularly scary or unusual, but you are presumably buying a purified, concentrated chemical and not just squeezing a lemon into your washing machine as a natural source of that chemical.

If I were not Diogenes, I would also wish to be Diogenes

-Diogenes

Harmony remotes, IMO, were actually pretty good.

But sadly they killed them off just before I got a home theater setup that I’m actually pretty happy with.