I know the Hogwarts Legacy game got a lot of hate from Rowling being a monster, but the game mechanics really let you optimize stealthing. I’ve snuck into many a goblin stronghold and just sneaky sneak murder-hobo’d like 20 or more of them, one at a time, looting the bodies before they even hit the floor. They even show the little ! icon. I feel like I’m playing Solid Snake goes to Hogwarts sometimes.

At they end? The whole thing is toxic incel red-pilled hate speech.

Actually, I kind of hate omelettes. Not that there’s anything wrong with them, just not my thing. I appreciate the links though, I might try them. For me it’s more like there are things I love without a adding a bunch of other competing flavors to like chocolate, bacon, coffee, a good glazed donut, and eggs.

My scrambled egg recipe can be wet, or drier if you let them cook a little longer. If not for the consistency of the whites, I’d probably prefer my eggs almost completely raw. I like the method I posted because it brings so much of that yolk flavor I love to the forefront with grossing out someone that likes their eggs completely cooked.

The sun isn’t wet. It’s not going to dry out.

Strictly speaking asking the weight of an astronomical body is nonsensical. Weight is a measure of force and only has meaning in relation to mass and acceleration (in this case due to gravity). The sun has a mass of 1,988,400×10^24kg.

As to the question about turning it into a rock, let me put it to you this way, “Which weighs more, a pound of rocks or a pound of feathers?”

Or think of it this way. I weigh about 200 pounds on the earth (pounds being a unit of force, not mass). That’s the force holding me down on the planet. That’s also how much the Earth weighs on me. My mass, about 91 kg, is the same on earth, the moon, outer space, the surface of the sun, etc. My weight however, depends entirely on whatever massive gravity well I happen to be standing on.

Don’t ask “What is mass?”, there be dragons. You’ll either get trite over simplified to the point of being meaningless answers (like the reply below), you’ll just barely start to understand that learn more about the world around us leads to more questions than answers. That’s kind of the whole point though.

Just watched this episode again. Riker is absolutely awful at cooking scrambled eggs. Even if he had used perfect free range organic Earth chicken eggs, those looked dry, burnt, and chewy.

But it tastes so much worse than adding a ball of wasabi to the piece and dipping the soy sauce separately if at all. How can you possibly get enough wasabi to really bring out the flavor of the fish without absolutely drowning your sushi in soy sauce? Not every piece should get the same proportion of soy sauce and wasabi either.

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Sure you are. God I hope you’re lying because your flippant arrogance is a toxic quality for a teacher to demonstrate like this. This person wasn’t asking for an anthropologist’s academic use of people vs. persons.

peoples /pē′pəl/

Plural form of people

noun Humans considered as a group or in indefinite numbers. Often treated as a plural of person, especially in compounds. “People were dancing in the street. I met all sorts of people. This book is not intended for laypeople.” The mass of ordinary persons; the populace. Used with the. **A body of persons **living in the same country under one national government; a nationality. The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, 5th Edition • More at Wordnik

Both persons and people can be used as plural forms of person. Persons is often used in formal, legal contexts to emphasize individuals as opposed to a group. People is the plural of person that’s most commonly used in everyday communication to simply refer to multiple humans. But people can also be used as a singular noun to refer to a population or particular community. The plural of this sense of people is peoples, and it’s often used in terms like Indigenous Peoples (in which it’s often capitalized since it refers to specific communities).

peoples plural of people (“a race, group or nationality”) The course studies the history of Africa and the peoples who lived there.

“People” is a generic term for more than one person.

“Persons” denotes a singular distinct grouping of people. Ie, Native American persons.

Are you sure about that? Cause it sounds like you’ve never spoken to a native English speaker about the terms here.

A group of persons with a commonality are a people. The individuals are persons within a group. You can say “a group of people”, but that’s different (like a sheep vs. a flock of sheep and also a distraction here). The group is a people. People is not a generic term for multiple persons, it’s implicitly a group with some commonality. Nobody says “the American persons”, it’s “the American people”. The “various peoples of North America” would refer to a plurality of various and distinct groups of persons.

That didn’t stop that one guy from trying to dismantle Data. They had to have a whole court episode to re-affirm Data’s autonomy and personhood.

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Is this another one of those “dead frog pinned and glued in a cute pose for art” things?

Starting scrambled eggs (3) in a cold pot or pan with at least a tablespoon of unsalted butter (a little more or less doesn’t seem to hurt the recipe). Bring up to medium heat (alternating between on the heat and totally off the heat if you have to to keep the eggs from cooking too quickly). Near constant stirring with a spatula to keep the eggs off the bottom. Adding salt/pepper and a half a spoonful of creme fresh, Greek yogurt, or sour cream at the end just before the eggs completely set. Delicious flavorful creamy scrambled eggs. Gordon Ramsey did a short video guide and fancies them up with some tomatoes and mushrooms browned in a lightly oiled pan on the side and putting the eggs over a thick slice of toasted sourdough bread, and fresh chopped chives sprinkled over it all. So much more of the flavor of the yolk comes through when I cook eggs this way compared to other methods. I’ve used this dish to great effect to impress the (non-vegan) guests that I’ve brought home the night before. Paired with a French press of coffee and suddenly even a broke college student can feel fancy. If you prefer iced coffee, you can prepare it with cold water the night before and let it sit on the counter overnight before pressing it.

A splash of beer works similarly too depending on what you’re putting those onions on.

Ishmael was amazing. Few books have actually shifted my worldview in the same way. The sequel book was good too. For some reason thinking about “Ishmael” got me thinking about “Little Fuzzy” by H. Beam Piper. There’s no real relation aside from non-human sapiens and discussion of same. It’s an older Sci-fi, so not for everyone, but I liked it.

I tried to read “Ministry for the Future”, but it hit way too close too home and was causing me serious existential dread. So I started reading “Sirens of Titan” and now at least my existential dread is sprinkled with the absurd humor of Kurt Vonnegut Jr.

Try reading it again you poor illiterate fool

He doesn’t understand that some men don’t need their vehicle size to compensate for their tiny manhood (and I don’t mean penis). Real men have fun and don’t give a fuck, because they fuck. Like what you like with enthusiasm. Don’t hurt other people or put down their joy. Support your fellows and sheilas. Cook an excellent meal. Mend your clothes. Be nuturing. Be kind. Don’t be toxic. Be a fuckin’ man. Or woman. Or whatever. I don’t care. Be you. Be excellent to each other. Sorry, rant over.

And straws. My plastic straw isn’t the problem.

If your don’t recycle your aluminum and other cans though, you’re a bad person and you should feel bad about it.

My favorite thing about reading with an ebook reader has been the ability to quickly highlight and take notes as I read. New character? Highlight the first appearance of the name and when they re-appear later you can flip back to refresh your memory. Or search through the entire book for their name. I’ve also taken to making a note in my Agatha Christie reads when I first have a good guess about the murderer.