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Yes. Imagine my surprise when I learned broccoli was green and not grey.

My wife's MIL cooks broccoli in a pressure cooker.

wait though. are the roast potatoes also canned?

I am having a hard time wrapping my head around canned potatoes. I would eat that pie though for sure.

hmm. Here they ride in the bike lanes. This morning I gave a german ding as I passed one (so he knew I was overtaking and didn't weave into me) and he looked at me like I was talking on the phone at the movies or something.

Yeah it is the biggest culture shock type thing for me coming back. My ride across town in the morning I see at least 3 people shooting up and so much life-pain. It sucks. I have become too euro-soft. I feel so bad for them. There but for the grace of a couple of underpaid teachers (who really helped me out in high school) go I.

Aha, thanks. I clearly misremembered as they aren't too expensive, don't have gears (for the most part) and the 3 speed looks ugly. Hmm.

Does anyone know of the too-expensive blue beiks that are the same size as folding bikes but don't fold? I think they are nordic of some sort.

I got my wife's "klapprad" stolen and am after a replacement. She is a tiny-un so these sorts of bikes are perfect.

Kind of like this https://www.ebay.de/itm/Klapprad-20-Staiger-Vintage-Duomatic-2-speed-Kick-1978-hellblau-techn-gut/112941472053?hash=item1a4bd61935:g:mGwAAOSwxL1ae2Pu except no Klapp and the ones I have seen are more of a royal blue.

I saw them in Berlin and looked them up but they were too expensive at the time. Now I am thinking maybe it is worth it especially since it has gears, SF has hills, and she isn't much into fixie skidding around.

It must be a west coast thing. I would say a pacific northwest thing but as a Northern Californian I am placist against anyone south of Petaluma even though I currently live in SF.

Also I am not even sure the beautiful place I am from counts as pacific northwest.

Dude. Whatever-we-call-yuppies-these-days will spend money on anything.

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A bonus to owning an angle grinder: Free bikes!

Yesterday morning a drop of "water" from some of the grossest pools of water SF has to offer (6th and Market if you know the area) flung off of my tire and landed in my eye. I shockingly did not get pink eye, but should probably run the full battery of tests.

Then, later at the train station, somebody had overturned a disposal box of old heroin syringes outside onto the sidewalk. There were like a hundred of them just kind of scattered about. I almost rode over them, then I almost stepped in them, then I lost my balance and almost fell into them. Luckily there are only a few, well documented, places where almost counts.

They need to start making needles out of something that biodegrades or something. Like "use it a couple of times and then it melts." My friend found a couple stuck in her sweater after doing laundry at the local sketchy laundry.

I had to google what a findus crispy pancake was but now that I know I wouldn't mind ruining a few of those myself.

Yeah man although I think mine weighs a little less than my cat.

My inlaws and us have moved in together (we have a child now and they are old so it makes sense.) There are good and bad parts of this but one thing that is pretty intense is that my MIL won't not make dinner every night. Even when I come home super late from work there is a rad plate of food waiting for me. At first I tried to get her to stop because I felt guilty but my wife told me it is just The Japanese Way at least for the older generation and if I refuse she thinks I hate her cooking. ¯\(ツ)/¯

Anyway these are like just a random tuesday night dinners or whatever (are "I'm lucky"-brags cool?)

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"signiture"

Robots: usually the solution to most problems.*

* except the robot problem natch.

Hah,I saw this on t'gram and it took a minute to realize it was two pics of one knee and not two knees with one swollen. That made me squirm for a sec ;)

new to me, but I do love my freedoms.

Also, my wife came in at the end and captured this fine video showing me being a hardman. https://www.instagram.com/p/9mXH3FI_QO/ Apparently I suffer most in my toes.

Black and grey. He says 2 more medium length sessions but could probably get it in in one long one if I can only get there once. Trying to get my mental in place for that ;)

There is that "the juice is worth the squeeze" expression, which is always a weird one to me. Juice is gross unless you also squeeze some rum/gin/whiskey into it.

Yeah man, that dude is super nice and he does great work.* Now I need to figure out how to get back to London again to get him to finish it. Or wait and see if he is really going to come guest in Berlin. Unfinished tattoos that you know are going to be great are hard to have patience for.

Also I almost died that day. It turns out I am a total sissy.

BTW in the same shop there are some other good dudes. I especially like what Deno does (I think some of you have stuff by him, yeah?)

*Also, I mean dude, I basically gave him a bunch of ideas and photos and stuff and said "these are the sorts of vibes and ideas I have, please use some of them and your own stuff to make the thing that looks the best." And then he did it. In a rad way that I am stoked on. I can't help but feel like the worst client ever though. I'm like the "I'm hungry, bring me something good to eat" of tattoo clients.