You Made It Weird, with Pete Holmes. Really fucking funny comedian Pete has had lots of interesting guests. Usually starts with relatively normal stuff, but usually by the end of any given episode he gets into "Do you believe in God?", "What do you think happens when we die?", and "You ever do ayahuasca?" territory. Pete is SMART and has been going on his own spiritual and philosophical journey for a while, and it feels like every guest is another step on that journey. Look up the episode list and find someone you like and listen to their conversation.
Under a blanket. In any weather. I have cold urticaria, where if my skin feels even the slight chill of cool sheets, it assumes I must be under attack and deploys just enough histamines to make me feel itchy and keep me from sleeping. It fucking sucks. I've just barely learned to cope with it.
I haven't used AeroPress, but I appreciate that the French press is equally useful for making both hot and cold brew coffee. Mine is all-metal and you could just about beat someone to death with it.
Pig is a masterclass in not telling the audience more than they absolutely need to know. I've gotten so sick of movies where the dialog repeats itself for the benefit of people who weren't paying attention thirty seconds ago, or else it constantly spells out stuff that rightly ought to be conveyed by the actions of the characters. Pig is the antithesis of that. Characters hardly say anything that they don't need to say, and everything else is left to the viewer to figure out. I fucking love it.
Conan the Barbarian (1982) has no right to be as good as it is. On paper, it's a dumb sword and sorcery flick with a body builder who could barely speak English in the lead. But everyone involved does an incredible job, from the acting to the directing, to the score. It's a crime that Destroyer trashed up the formula, and we never got Conan the King.
My best friends and I watched every new episode when they aired while we were in college. After I graduated we all pretty much drifted apart, but when Publick and Hammer would actually get around to putting out another season it felt like I was back in that dorm lobby on that smelly couch, watching this show on a huge rear protection TV, with a group of people that were closer to me than anyone ever before or since.
When they canceled the show it felt like there was this unicorn at the zoo, and then one day the zookeeper just went out into the enclosure, blew its brains out, shrugged, and announced "Too expensive to feed!" I was devastated.
How does one get a bunch of distinct individual subjects into an image like this? I feel like if I put in "giraffe, sloth, capybara, hanging out in 1970s style photograph wearing human clothes," I would get a bunch of chimeric fused creatures with parts from all the different animals mixed together in each individual.
It seems to me like there's a lot of talk in the vein of "AI will never be able to meaningfully replace humans at [Task X]," and not enough talk about what we should do to prepare for the possibility of AI replacing humans at those tasks.
Like, right now, AI can create shitty art and write shitty code, but are we prepared for what happens if and when it can do those things well? We've got to acknowledge that human lives have inherent value, and not just because they can do things that machines can't.
I would do that with the spray paint, then select two colors on the bucket and fill them in alternating back and forth, slowly progressing outward, until the entire picture was one color. Good times.
Don't forget about PFAS!