Forgotten? Or was it just the shittiest shitpost?

But be careful, if the road ia slippery you might happen to fall onto the chain.

Ah, found the old one with Frodo

is this antique meme roadshow?

Spinatknödel! Leberknödelsuppe! Kaspressknödel!

Having gone through food poisoning a week ago I identify with the hourly hurl.

What chores? Everything that has to do with miniaturization. They’d have sub-millimeter fingers. Repairing that Iphone? The screw that I can’t even fucking see would be huge for them. Or as neurosurgeons, or or or

Biggest productivity win would be teams between humans, fairies and pixies. Each can do tasks according to his strength and size.

But wait. Maybe fairies are around, and they’re all locked up in sweat shops in Bangladesh or China producing new stuff to flood our markets…

I’d guess southern hemisphere.

Mmmh tasty Cesium 137.

Come on, if you were in Minneapolis, you’d be happy about that.

Ok, ok, I’ll let myself out.

That all nice and good, but where’s the rest of the World Fuck Book, eeerm the Epstein Files?

What did the priest say to the - what is Ministrant in English - altar server boy?

“There is a good Christian inside you”.

(Was sagt der Pfarrer zum Ministranten? Es steckt ein guter Christ in Dir.)

Yeah, but when you DO know the system is totally fucked.

Calling customer service that have no cmie what they’re taking about either, pushing you through a script. One fun time my internet connection was broken and I called the provider. They walked me through all the windows settings to check if I had set up things correctly. I did run Linux, but hat set up Windows for other people so frequently that I knew how each dialog looked and how it’d respond to the failure, so I just lied. FINALLY in the end of the call that guy scheduled a reboot of my port on the provider’s DSLAM which made things work again…

(And no, not all customer service is like this. I also got amazing support of people who know what they are talking about, but they cost more for the companies than just outsourcing to the cheapest generic call center.)

Last Sunday I ate pasta with olives and got really sick afterwards. I fucking regret eating those olives.

And as this is a shitpost, YES i was shitting all night. And vomiting. But this is not a vomitpost.

Still I really regret eating those olives.

Been there, done that. I drove a bit less than 1h on the Autobahn once, Munich to Garmisch, doing vmax in my Mini Cooper S (around 240kph) in questionable conditions in winter.

I was in a bad mental state. Left it to fate to decide if I’d still be around.

I’m a lot better now.

Ok the food itself has quite a time in my pressure pot. I didn’t measure it, but the pressure setting I use should go to 120C/248F, so the food itself should be safe. When I release pressure it quickly cools down to the atmospheric boiling point and then I fill it in glasses and just use the hour in the oven to make sure there’s nothing left “I catch” from my hands or air when filling in glasses.

I cook in a pressure cooker (pot) and then after opening I fill the food into clean glass jars which I sterilize.

I also keep them around for up to a month, as I’m aware it’s not on the level of professional sterilization.

But I got an idea, I might pre-heat the jars in the oven before I cook, then I can easily go above 120.

When filling from the pot into the jars then the only source of problems is what I have in the air in my kitchen.

Additionally, ph testing is a good idea, I’ll try that

My environment is an apartment within a larger city, so I don’t have space for al lot of large equipment.

I have been collecting specific glass jars with screw on lids. When I do stuff that needs to cook food a long time as ragu or goulash I prepare a really big pot, stop cooking about an hour early, fill into the jars and then put the closed jars in the oven at 120C for another hour and let them finish cooking while sterilizing them at the same time. (Adding a small dish with water for added humidity in the oven and good heat transfer)

Afterwards I have my own shelf-stable jars with pre-cooked food at home for the next weeks.

I typically prepare such stuff on homeoffice work days, as it’s low effort but still takes some hours to cook.

Me in 1999: Haha, good joke, things will get even better.

Me in 2026: Damn, how right they were.

Wasn’t that explicitly mentioned in the film, that that is the best time in civilization?