I found myself wondering just how common this could be, then realized my favorite pizza is a cheese pizza, if not the version you’d think of first.

A super-thin spread of basil pesto topped with a smattering of feta and finished off with red pepper flakes is divine. On a thin crust it’s my absolute favorite. Simple, and the flavors shine.

Jebus. I was gonna make some snark about boomers, but her actions do it all for me. On the upshot, she’ll never treat staff like that again!

Unless and until we as a society address the trolley problems raised by self-driving cars—who and what determines who lives in a situation where a choice must be made—I can only look on with dismay.

This is a real issue, and we’ve not yet addressed it. If your car has a choice between saving you or saving a child, or another person, or any number of unusual circumstances made inevitable by the sheer number er of miles collectively driven, what does it do? What do we want it to do? How do we balance the scale between saving your life or sacrificing it to save others?

Outlandish situations may be rare but they will happen, and we need to decide how our machines will weight the lives they are asked to save or sacrifice.

You reap what you vote. When a man tells you what he wants to do, it’s best to believe him. There was plenty of warning before the election.

Joking aside, what a rotten bit of genetic luck with which to get saddled. Best of luck, guy.

As an American: Good!

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While truly concerning, it seems important to define a fifth grade level. By the time I was in fifth grade, I’d already read the Lord of the Rings, so my fifth-grade reading level was doing pretty well, lol.

Still, the point stands, I know.

“Good” to see European companies getting on the enshittification gravy train. I’d wondered what happened to Evernote. Now I know who caused me to bail so fast when it went to shit.

Titan, Wizard, and Demon by John Varley. The first book starts off with a bog-standard “first human exploration of Saturn’s system” bit, but starts going off the rails immediately. By the end, you’ll meet a 50 foot clone of Marilyn Monroe and think, “eh, I’ll accept that.”

It’s one of sci-fi’s more delightfully unhinged stories.

Man, if this guy has access to a Mac, Spotlight’s gonna blow his mind.

You reap what you vote. Unfortunately the rest of us are paying for your mistake too.

The stupid! It burns!

JFC but I am so goddam tired of uttering the words “What a fuckin’ moron,” every time I read about him.

You know, as someone who’s cranked out more than a few century+ days on bikes, as long as your stomachs OK with it that doesn’t sound terrible.

It’s got carbs, proteins, and fats, which will all metabolize into energy at different rates Presumably rather a lot of salt too is in bar pizza.

Wins all around I say. I’d personally be a bit wary of food like that were it me, but proof is in the mileage I guess.

This Frankenstein-like doozy’s from the surgery to rebuild a destroyed condyle after getting run down by a car in a crosswalk while I was cycling home from work. Last thing I saw in the headlight glare as the guy ran the red-light at speed was the shadow of a head popping up from the wheel. My assumption is the asshole was on his phone. Hit and run of course.

The impact also broke my pelvis, snapped my left femur, broke my left tibia and fibula into 7 major pieces and a lot more smaller bits. It’s the right thigh’s condyle at the knee that still poses the most problems though—there’s rather a lot of scar tissue I’m still working on as I try to get full range of motion back into it. The knee’s got about 19 pins and screws and a plate pulling the bone confetti back together. Four bolts through the pelvis, two rods running the length of the left leg, upper and lower, along with stabilizing screws at either end of each rod makes about 36 titanium implants overall.

Was in a wheelchair from January to March of 2024, then a walker until May, then used a cane until September. Was back on the rebuilt bike in December and spent the past year riding semi-regularly, even making jaunts up to 60 miles. Been a long, long, slog.

Yeah it’s a bar soap, commonly used for both skin and hair.

Aleppo Soap

If you like the weird scent of coal tar—I’m not judging, I do too—you might also like pine tar soap. Pine tar serves much the same function in soaps as coal tar, so that’s a bonus as well.

It’s clearly a scent derived from pines, not coal, but it appeals to my nose in much the same way. They’re both in the same family of weirdness.

Aleppo soap finally resolved it for me after years of fighting the yo-yo effects of medicated shampoos. It’s just an old hard Castile soap made using olive and laurel tree oils. Laurel tee oil is apparently pretty good for skin, and works fine to clean your hair.

I don’t go in for woo, but it is kinda fun to be using a soap recipe that goes back a couple thousand years. Mileage may vary of course, but I’ve found it to work extremely well, and as a bonus has a pleasantly neutral smell—herbal as you might expect. 20% or so blends of laurel tree oil seem to do the trick.

Man, they are really panicking.

If you’re out bike touring, KOAs almost always have spots set aside for cyclists to camp. Both KOAs and state parks are really useful for showers and clothes washing. Was genuinely surprised how many state parks had both when I toured across the U.S.

If you’re in Washington state, the state parks are legally required to find room for you to camp if you rolll up on a bike and they’re otherwise full.