I always put mine on DND and filter it for phone calls only from specific people (because if those people call me in the middle of night, it is for sure an emergency). Everything else is on silent.

I’m not sure what you mean by “Having it on DND still makes you receive the notifications”. You can filter all that shit out, check your settings. If you mean that you want to be able to look at your phone but not see notifications, I’d say you just need to learn to put the phone down, period. Don’t even be looking at that thing 30 minutes before bed. Put it down and get ready for bed, then sleep.

My parents let me watch this when it came out. I was 8. RIP cartoon shoe.

I use it on my phone for text messages, but I’ve realized that over the years, I’m starting to forget how to spell some words. I should probably stop using it to reprogram my brain.

At my old government job, we had a fax machine because it “couldn’t be hacked”, so we would only accept certain documents via fax. Is this true? I have no idea. It was even more questionable when we switched the fax line to digital and received all the faxes via a software program on computers. Is THAT “un-hackable” too? No clue.

I like all of these except capers. I eat olives and pickles regularly.

We have a spigot in the kitchen that only puts out boiling-hot water, so I use that. If that’s not working, I’d just boil it in a pan on the stove.

Other random LEGO question: Is there any website that I can upload a picture of something to it, and it will create LEGO instructions/create a piece list for me? I’d really love to have/build a LEGO version of The Ark starship from The Transformers, but I don’t think it exists.

Wasn’t the white power ranger the green power ranger first, or am I misremembering the story (it’s been a while, sorry)?

Just finished the A Land Fit For Heroes trilogy by Richard K. Morgan and it was badass.

Canada, Iceland, New Zealand, or Germany, in no particular order. Then again, of those 4, I’ve only been to Canada.

Totally. I enjoy the premise of the show, but the delivery is sleep-inducing.

I don’t really believe dreams have meaning, but every so often I’ll look something up that I dreamed about just to amuse myself and see what some would say it means, usually only if it’s something very specific that was in the dream, like an animal or something.

Was visiting Boston with an old friend and we walked past the Granary Burying Ground (a cemetery where many prominent American Revolutionary war figures are buried). As we’re walking by I see a young girl in Colonial style dress walk out of one of the buildings carrying an armload of flowers and she starts placing one on each grave. I turned to my friend and asked her when they started doing reenactment stuff at this site, and she was like “What are you talking about?” I go to point to the girl and she’s gone, no flowers on any of the graves at all. This happened in broad daylight.

I’d like to go back to London. 3 days wasn’t enough and there’s still so much I want to see there.

I used to think suicide was such a horrible, selfish thing to do and didn’t understand how people couldn’t just see that it’s a permanent solution to a temporary problem, but I get it now.

Severance. So. Goddamn. Slow.

1 with socks in the winter and 2 in the summer.

It’s not a set day of the week, but my partner and I have been slowly working our way through every movie Arnold Schwarzenegger has been in (even if it’s just a cameo). We’re up to the 1990s, finally.

I do this every time I go visit my father. His wife is a crazy narcissistic loon and I just cannot fucking stand being around her, so I drink when I’m there because it’s the only way I can tolerate being around her. But my dad drinks with me, so I dunno, our relationship has been so strained and awkward for so long, I think we both do it to ease some of that tension.

The short and sweet ceremonies are always best. I feel like everyone is just waiting for the party afterwards anyway.