And then I whisper to myself as itās going downā¦ just a bit heavier and you could be done in one coat
Fuck that voice
I probably just repeated my same mistake, priming a bunch of little spikes for a medieval club
I told myself it might be ok to go heavy for just one coat and then let it really drive in the dehydrator overā¦ since Iām just trying to fill in layer lines and sand it afterwards
Also getting contact high from spray painting things in a poorly ventilated bathroomā¦ am I doing this āmakerā thing right?
This is one infuriatingly sexist and patronizing product:
Someone decided to create a product to introduce teenage girls to coding. And of course, as we all know, teenage girls only care about shiny, jewelry, clothing, style, cellphones and hanging out with their vapid friends to compare their shiny jewelry, style and cellphones. So what better product to introduce young teenage girls to the world of coding than a shiny electronic pendant that they can program with their cellphones eh?
That company is really, REALLY out of touch with their intended customer base. And with the 21st century. And probably with the second third of the 20th also. Geeā¦
I mean, theyāre exactly in touch with their intended customer base Iām sure this product will be very popular. Yes itās stupid, but people will like it and to some extent it will work for its intended purpose of getting young girls into STEM.
I have no kids, one of the great regrets of my life. But if I did, Iām quite sure that I could teach them so much without crap like that, that talks down to them.
That said, have you looked at some parents lately? Getting them something like this might be the BEST that theyāre capable of.
Weird.
Met mine for the first time when I was 19. Never really saw him again till the funeral. Basically I went because my Mother asked me to go, and I wanted to make sure they planted the box for real.
When I think of how much Iād like a real family, and how awful some people treat theirs, well, letās just say I get kinda pissy about it.
I turned the TV on, first time in quite some time, and I flicked on a random channel: ads. Flicked on another random channel: ads. Another: ads: another: adsā¦ I must have passed at least 10 channels with ads until I eventually I landed on the Science Channel where there was no ads, but some program about UFOs. Ohā¦ science. But hey! No ads. Until ads, 2 minutes later.
Wow I knew TV was shit. Thatās why I quit watching it incidentally. But somehow when youāre not used to it no more and you try it again, itās even worse than you remembered.
What seems astonishing is that so much of it is ads that you can get such a long unbroken sample of channels where the ad running times overlap. Thereās just not enough content to find some with a higher probability than finding advertisement And I use ācontentā in its broadest possible senseā¦
The thing I did notice is that when they donāt run ads for deodorant or drain cleaner, they spend just as much time running ads for their own programs. So in a hour, you get like 10 minutes of something awful thatās not ads, 25 minutes of deodorant, and 25 more minutes of ads for some other awful upcoming program. And it goes on and on and on. It feels like the squishy matter between your ears is about to liquify and ooze out. I donāt know how people watch that.
Iāll watch the teletubbies over ads any day. At least it leave pauses and silence in the program. Thatās another thing with TV - ads or not: itās like a wall of sound. Itās relentless. It never stops. Thereās never any silence, ever.
Iām sure this product will be very popular. Yes itās stupid, but people will like it and to some extent it will work for its intended purpose of getting young girls into STEM.
And I use ācontentā in its broadest possible senseā¦
