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[utkarshjoshi2]

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i know cars are Scary but if you're on wheels you belong on the street :) the only exception to this rule is if you are literally a child. i am not responsible for what happens to you if you zoom by my herding dog on roller blades

[brogdenmedia-blog]

In recent years, kick scooters and E-bikes have become increasingly popular as a form of transportation. They offer a convenient and affordable way to get around, and they are also great for the environment. In this blog post, we will discuss the benefits of kick scooters and E-bikes and why they are becoming so popular. Kick scooters are a great way to get around quickly and easily. They are lightweight and portable, so you can take them with you

Not bad! Now, try making your instruction more specific.‍

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[kay9leo]

Siblings' judgement

When MC's siblings were asked what was the most interesting thing that happened to them in the summer when they went back to school, it was watching Sebastian navigate NYC when he went to visit them in New York. These are their drawings:

MC/Iñaki's little sister, Grace and her Drawing:

MC/Iñaki's little brother, Ricky and his drawing:

Meet Grace and Ricky, MC's younger Irish/Catholic siblings. They met Sebastian a few times before and know what he's like and found it rather amusing seeing him almost die (in their words) by nearly getting hit by bicyclists and runners right when they are about to cross the street. The only reason he hasn't gotten hurt yet is because Iñaki pulls him back right at the last second since she has a 6th sense about these things as Sebastian's life flashes before his life as he see the bicyclists and runners zoom right pass him.

While both younger siblings know that Sebastian isn't Iñaki's boyfriend...they do question their closeness. Especially when they notice Sebastian's cheeks blush when Iñaki is holding his hand the entire time they are in Manhattan.

I like to think that in Sebastian's subconscious (and in Ricky's observation), he thinks Iñaki is holding his hand because she likes him. Meanwhile, Iñaki is holding his hand the entire time so he won't get lost in the crowd of people and to be his guide on when to cross the street/jaywalk.

(Did I draw this because I pulled what Iñaki did in preventing a loved one from being hit by a bike/runner/scooter and held hands/arms to not lose them in the crowd? Yes. Yes I did.)

I would like to imagine this took place during the summer between 4th and 5th year for Iñaki. She and her family went back home to New York for a bit and Sebastian was able to visit them.

Her family took him out to Manhattan. Needless to say, navigating the city is a completely different beast to navigating Hogsmeade and Sebastian hasn't been to any major city since Solomon became his and Anne's guardian after his parents died. So he has no city navigation survival skills. Especially in the muggle world as a pureblood.

(I would like to think that it was either her parents who bought him a round trip ticket for a week since he seemed so interested in knowing what NYC or it was Ominis who used his money to help him get a ticket; partly since Ominis knows that Sebastian and Solomon bump heads often -more so since Anne got cursed- and wants to keep him out of his own household for his safety and mental health and partly to sort of guide Sebastian away from the Dark Arts and see if he can find some knowledge in the States that Sebastian hasn't been able to find at Hogwarts).

...

And both Grace and Ricky couldn't spell correctly for that day since they were sleep deprived. They literally arrived to London hours before their first day of school because their airline had canceled the family's flight at the last minute and rescheduled it for them to return a lot later than expected. While Grace and Ricky went to school sleep deprived, Iñaki completely missed taking the Hogwarts Express and arrived at school on the 2nd since they had to wait for Professor Fig to take her once he got their owl.

All three siblings really had a rough 1st week due to being jet legged XD

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More about Iñaki "MC" Martinez Cariaga

[electriva1]

EVs vary in power and charging speed. Charging is divided into Level 1, 2, and 3, with higher levels offering faster charging. Understanding these levels helps you choose the right charger.

[today-i-am-thinking-about]

the veloci-rooster from the game sims bustin out on gba

[liideway]

https://www.liidewayscooter.com

[reasonsforhope]

Green energy is in its heyday. 

Renewable energy sources now account for 22% of the nation’s electricity, and solar has skyrocketed eight times over in the last decade. This spring in California, wind, water, and solar power energy sources exceeded expectations, accounting for an average of 61.5 percent of the state's electricity demand across 52 days. 

But green energy has a lithium problem. Lithium batteries control more than 90% of the global grid battery storage market. 

That’s not just cell phones, laptops, electric toothbrushes, and tools. Scooters, e-bikes, hybrids, and electric vehicles all rely on rechargeable lithium batteries to get going. 

Fortunately, this past week, Natron Energy launched its first-ever commercial-scale production of sodium-ion batteries in the U.S. 

“Sodium-ion batteries offer a unique alternative to lithium-ion, with higher power, faster recharge, longer lifecycle and a completely safe and stable chemistry,” said Colin Wessells — Natron Founder and Co-CEO — at the kick-off event in Michigan. 

The new sodium-ion batteries charge and discharge at rates 10 times faster than lithium-ion, with an estimated lifespan of 50,000 cycles.

Wessells said that using sodium as a primary mineral alternative eliminates industry-wide issues of worker negligence, geopolitical disruption, and the “questionable environmental impacts” inextricably linked to lithium mining. 

“The electrification of our economy is dependent on the development and production of new, innovative energy storage solutions,” Wessells said. 

Why are sodium batteries a better alternative to lithium?

The birth and death cycle of lithium is shadowed in environmental destruction. The process of extracting lithium pollutes the water, air, and soil, and when it’s eventually discarded, the flammable batteries are prone to bursting into flames and burning out in landfills. 

There’s also a human cost. Lithium-ion materials like cobalt and nickel are not only harder to source and procure, but their supply chains are also overwhelmingly attributed to hazardous working conditions and child labor law violations. 

Sodium, on the other hand, is estimated to be 1,000 times more abundant in the earth’s crust than lithium. 

“Unlike lithium, sodium can be produced from an abundant material: salt,” engineer Casey Crownhart wrote ​​in the MIT Technology Review. “Because the raw ingredients are cheap and widely available, there’s potential for sodium-ion batteries to be significantly less expensive than their lithium-ion counterparts if more companies start making more of them.”

What will these batteries be used for?

Right now, Natron has its focus set on AI models and data storage centers, which consume hefty amounts of energy. In 2023, the MIT Technology Review reported that one AI model can emit more than 626,00 pounds of carbon dioxide equivalent. 

“We expect our battery solutions will be used to power the explosive growth in data centers used for Artificial Intelligence,” said Wendell Brooks, co-CEO of Natron. 

“With the start of commercial-scale production here in Michigan, we are well-positioned to capitalize on the growing demand for efficient, safe, and reliable battery energy storage.”

The fast-charging energy alternative also has limitless potential on a consumer level, and Natron is eying telecommunications and EV fast-charging once it begins servicing AI data storage centers in June. 

On a larger scale, sodium-ion batteries could radically change the manufacturing and production sectors — from housing energy to lower electricity costs in warehouses, to charging backup stations and powering electric vehicles, trucks, forklifts, and so on. 

“I founded Natron because we saw climate change as the defining problem of our time,” Wessells said. “We believe batteries have a role to play.”

-via GoodGoodGood, May 3, 2024

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Note: I wanted to make sure this was legit (scientifically and in general), and I'm happy to report that it really is! x, x, x, x

[marzipanandminutiae]

Sorry if this is inappropriate, but I was kinda wondering what caused your house fire? What to avoid doing the future if it was preventative ya know

My housemate's e-bike battery was charging in their room, and combusted. I was at work; thankfully everyone else got out safely. But we all lost our apartment and most of our personal possessions. The bike's owner lost literally everything- they were in the shower and escaped wearing only a towel. Their room looked like a crater; that's not an exaggeration.

I support electric vehicles as part of the fight against climate change, but I REALLY need people to be aware of the risks. The lithium ion batteries they use are not like the one in your phone or your computer, or even in an electric car. While any of the above can catch fire, it seems like the ones in e-bikes and e-scooters are more likely to at the moment. And the fire burns hot and fast- I've heard conventional extinguishers can't even put it out, though I don't know much about that. This wasn't an off-brand bike or battery, either. It was by Rad Power, a well-known and popular company.

Follow all the recommendations for charging the batteries: on a flat surface, attended, and DO NOT leave them plugged in past full charge. That can help, but since this battery was not fully charged when it exploded, I strongly recommend charging them outside if at all possible. I believe some people do it inside an enclosed charcoal grill, the round sort with a cover? The cord would have to stick out but it's still SOME sort of protection in case of fire.

Personally, I will never live in a house with one again, but I have Trauma Reasons and some people need them for cheap reliable transportation. I get that. They're here to stay. We just have to protect ourselves until the technology gets past its teething troubles.

Close your bedroom door when sleeping and when you leave the house. I lost a lot, but my room was the least damaged because my door was closed- the fire literally skipped over my room and up through the ceiling crawl-space.

Beyond that- basic fire safety, I guess. Don't leave candles unattended, etc.

Take care of yourselves, people. Trust me, you don't want to go through even a nonlethal house fire- and this was the best-case scenario.

[katyawriteswhump]

the freak in the penthouse pt 13

E-rated (for sexual content), accidental millionaire eddie/sex-worker steve. On tumblr: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3.1 Part 3.2 Part 4.1 Part 4.2 Part 5.1 Part 5.2 Part 6.1 Part 6.2 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 or search #thefreakinthepenthouse :) On AO3

Chapter 13: Just tryin' to kill the pain

Five days earlier

“I asked you a question, man!” yelled Dickchester. Godchester. Eddie didn’t give a flying fuck either way.

He breathed hard and fast through his nostrils. His teeth grinded. Then he turned about and picked up Robin’s rolling pin.

…

Half an hour later, Eddie huddled behind a dumpster in an alleyway, hugging his guitar case to him. He recalled what had happened next in vivid flashes.

His red-hot rage when it grew crystal clear how Godchester had hurt Steve. 

The horror contorting Godchester’s reddened face, when Eddie went for him, rolling pin raised. 

The hint of ‘wtf-am-I-doing?’ when Doreen pawed at his shoulder—“Eddie, no!”—and his grip on the rolling pin faltered.

The flash of Godchester’s cane in the corner of his vision eclipsed his growing doubts. He jerked out of the way. The rolling pin slipped from his clammy grip. He punched the son-of-a-bitch in the face, again and again, his rings acting as knuckle dusters, till the sucker went down.

Doreen gasped. Eddie fled, blindly.

He’d bypassed the elevators, and tore down a stairwell, winding down, down, down. The slap of his sneakers on the steps jarred through his shins. His hand hurt, his arm hurt and his shoulder hurt. He’d left everything! Oh, okay, no. Not everything. He’d gotten his original beloved guitar, handle clutched in his sweaty hand, with no recollection of grabbing the thing. He thought about Steve, and it felt for a flash like he’d left everything else he’d loved in that lousy penthouse.

No. Steve was gone. 

That son-of-bitch lay bleeding on the floor, and Eddie felt… numb.

Kinda sick, actually. He literally hadn’t known he had that in him.

At the bottom of the endless stairwell, he blundered out through a fire-escape. In the passage between the hotel and the next block, he gagged on the stench of stale garbage. Then he reached the sidewalk. The raw horror of his situation slammed home.

People.

Lots of them, walking, talking, shouting, laughing, stepping in and out of stores. Vehicles hooted, scooters droned, and breaks screeched. He’d rooted himself to the spot. He glanced up at the too-wide, way-too-bright sky, and it threatened to cave in on him.

He attempted a step. Another step. Three or four more, then froze up completely. His heart galloped like a Derby champ, and he squeezed his eyes closed. Gaudy sun-blobs spoiled his quest for darkness. Somebody shoved him from behind:

“Watch it, buddy—I’m walking here!”

Eddie shuffled onward. The sweat streamed from his brow, sizzled down the back of his neck. His hair stuck to him. He faintly recalled Henderson had sent a ride for him. No way could he go back to the hotel now.

Shiiiiit. 

I CAN’T DO THIS.

He plunged up the nearest dark alleyway. So, there he was, snivelling behind a dumpster, cradling his bruised knuckles, the flesh swollen around his rings. The sky darkened, the streets quietened slightly, and the rats grew bolder. His thoughts were a scattered mess, and he needed to find Steve. 

No! Again! Terrible idea. Steve is safer with Robin.

Eddie couldn’t even keep himself safe. Couldn’t walk down a street. His heart panged then settled into a dull, gnawing ache.

After dark, he flagged down a ride, and asked for the bus depot. He spent the cash Henderson gave him, to settle any sundries on his final check, on a one-way ticket to Portland. To Wayne.

The Greyhound bus was quiet. Eddie hunkered down at the rear, started thinking clearly again, and he grew sicker than ever. He hated LA. He hated the penthouse he’d escaped from, and he didn’t regret handing that limey son-of-a-bitch his ass. He could never regret it. The world didn’t do justice for folk like him or Steve.

But his dreams of being with Steve—of taking care of Steve—were as long gone as his fortune.

I’m gonna have the cops on my tail playing hunt the freak. Always knew I’d tippy-toe into my old man’s footsteps one day.

He clonked his forehead to his precious guitar case and wept till the stickers smudged and streaked.

...

Five and a half-days later

“How far to the next gas station,” asked Robin. “I need to pee.”

Steve was pretending to be asleep. He cracked an eye open and noticed dawn had broken. Dustin had passed driving duties over to Suzie and now gawked back at Robin, incredulous. 

“We stopped an hour ago,” said Dustin. “How many times do you need to go?”

“As many times as I need! Your chuggy-chuggy Volvo makes me wanna hurl and the I-5 gives me the creeps.”

“How can a road give you the creeps?” asked Nancy.

“Have you any idea how many serial killers operate on this strip of asphalt?” replied Robin. “Too many. They’re literally tag-teaming it, as we drive merrily along… very possibly to our doom.”

“Seriously, Robin?” Steve rubbed his eyes. “You read way too many crime mags.”

“Yeah? Let’s hope your boyfriend doesn’t get his face in one any time soon.”

The loaded silence was like a deep breath before a plunge into a pool. Then Dustin relaunched the defence of Eddie that Steve had caught snatches of all night. Dustin was for sure a loyal buddy. Yeah, he was also a mouthy little shit. Steve warmed to him anyhow.

“I find it difficult to comprehend that Eddie would ever hurt a fly,” concluded Dustin. “I mean, he’s been framed, obviously—this is Eddie !”

“I’m sorry, Dingbats,” said Robin. “Still not in the fan club. He got my best friend arrested. He’s flushed about a billion pounds straight down a gold-plated toilet. He’s wanted by the cops. Even if we find him, how exactly are we gonna get the hairy-ass loser outta that dingy hole?”

“If you’d stop shitting on him for five seconds,” said Dustin, “we might let you in on our plan. Oooh, and here’s a curveball—you could help us! You work at that doily-saturated hovel, right?”

“I hope I still do,” said Robin. “Another reason we need to stop somewhere—I gotta call in sick this morning or I’m gonna be in deeper do-do than Eddie-‘America’s-Sweetheart’-Munson.”

“I’ll pull over at the next opportunity, I promise,” said Suzie, and then, “Nance, you gonna tell them?”

Nancy shrugged. “Sure. So, Dustin got wind that the guy pressing charges against Eddie was a Lord-something.”

“The right-honorable Jacob De la Moer Gurderville-Smythe, aka Lord Godchester,” chipped in Suzie.

“Dickchester,” spat Robin.

Yeah. I know who he was. Steve slid down the seat and pretended to doze off again.

“Nomenclature aside, Godchester’s lawyered-up to his aristocratic ears and bullying the police into a manhunt for Eddie. Contesting the charges against that kinda ammo is gonna be tricky. However, if we could dish some real dirt on a bona-fide Lord and threaten to sell it to a high-profile newspaper, we might get enough leverage for the charges to be dropped. So, Suzie and I did a little undercover espionage—”

“—we pretended we were temping in reception—”

“—and got talking to the staff. Lord Godchester had only been there 48 hours and he'd upset a ton of people—”

“—Lord Gropechester would be a better title.”

Lalalala, not listening.

Steve groaned softly to himself and wilfully blanked their voices out. Robin was right about the chuggy Volvo and its stinky seats. He hadn’t felt carsick like this since he was a kid, and it didn’t help that his stomach was growlingly empty.

Thinking about Eddie, on the other hand, helped slightly.

He clung to memories of those final precious moments in the penthouse. Snuggling on the bed, with his head tucked beneath Eddie’s chin. It hadn’t been about the sex anymore. It’d been about being together, about tentatively learning to trust. About needing each other as bad as the air they breathed. And then, that sweaty hug before they’d parted. 

“I’m crazy about you, Stevie,” Eddie had whispered.

In the past few days, Eddie’s vow had seeped like a healing balm into Steve’s skin. Though Eddie had disappeared without a word, Steve trusted the words Eddie left him with. Even his own arrest hadn’t shaken his faith in Eddie for more than a few, fleeting heartbeats. Now, every sinew in Steve’s being yearned for Eddie.

Screw crazy. I’m in love with you Eddie Munson. And I’m dead worried about you. And your agoro-wotsit. Where the hell are you, you dopey idiot?

As promised, Suzie pulled over at the next gas station. Robin had no sooner peed, than she sought out Steve. He was trying to have a quiet moment with a banana, his prevention meds, and some Cherry Coke. She hooked her arm through his, and urged him toward some trees, which he felt a deep urge to flee into.

“Steve,” she said softly, “are you really not gonna say anything?”

He tugged himself free, nearly choked on his banana. “About what?”

“About Dickchester! Listen, I’ve been down on Eddie, but I’m starting to get it. Dickchester was one of them , right?”

He stared at her, weathering the latest shockwave. If her voice wasn’t so soft, her gaze brimming with concern, it would’ve been easy to yell at her. Now… God, was he gonna flip out again? He felt shaky and drained, as if his days of recovery at her mom’s had never happened.

Worse, Steve was starting to ‘get’ what Eddie had done too.

“Eddie said that somebody from your past had reared their ugly face,” she said. “I gave him an utterly Dickensian rogue’s gallery of suspects, and I guess you told him—"

“I told Eddie squat.” Steve ground his toe into the dirt. Now, he had to think about the scary stuff. Eddie was accused of attacking a man who’d abused him. Eddie could go to jail, and Steve couldn’t handle that.

Robin’s words kept coming: “Listen, Steve. If Nancy can dish some real dirt on that shitbag, she could destroy him. I mean, it’s not only about getting Eddie’s charges dropped. You can't imagine you're the only person he… they … hurt. This could be your chance to get even with some of the bastards who used you when you were paying back your trust fund and your parents’ debts.”

Steve’s face burned. He knew she meant well, that she wanted to help. But his mouth hung open, his throat too dry to speak. Jesus, how could he make her see?

“You had to pay back your trust fund?” asked Suzie, startling Steve so badly his hand flew to his chest. “That’s not right. Look, I only study law at bedtime—I find it profoundly relaxing—but I’m pretty sure trust funds can't be in debt.”

“Yeah well, mine was,” croaked Steve, raw anger forcing his tongue into action. “End of story. Let’s move on.”

It was Dustin’s turn to drive again. Steve secretly prayed that Suzie would take a nap, or at least have other ‘business’ on her mind.

Unfortunately, she was excruciatingly bright-eyed and super-earnest. Before Dustin had shifted into third gear, she renewed her attack: 

“Steve, it’s highly unlikely you would be liable for your parents’ debts. And trust fund investments fundamentally don't work that way. You need a better lawyer. What was your parents’ lawyer’s name?”

The first part of this speech had stressed Steve out. The final question throttled him, mind and body. 

No, no, no, no, no, no. Can’t!

“Stop right there, Miss Shiny-shoes,” snapped Robin. “Can’t you see he doesn’t wanna talk about it?” Steve snorted because it was actually hilarious, given she had been the one ‘poking the grizzly’ five minutes ago. 

Poking the grizzly. Oh God, Eddie, I miss you. I know we’re a pair of sad-sack morons, but how did we screw things up this bad?

Still, Robin had saved him for now. He unleashed a shuddering sigh and prayed the others would reinstate finding Eddie as the hot topic. Then he glanced at Nancy. Her pursed lips alone begged a million questions from him.

He had to deflect, before he blew a gasket. Or did something worse, like crying: “This is doubtless a dumb question. If you guys are loaded, why are you driving to Oregon?”

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[artemisbarnowl]

What is life like in Melbourne? I’m looking into moving there from the UK and would love some insights and whatever else from people who live and work there 💕

I've only visited the UK briefly as a tourist so I'm not sure how to compare them in a way that's going to give you useful info. But I'll give you info at least. Please sit comfortably and we'll begin.

Melbourne has 5 million people in it, but is also quite a large sprawling urban area, so it doesn't feel really packed and busy. It sits on a bay, so it doesn't get freezing but does have the '4 seasons in one day' jokes which are true. I never really got in the habit of checking the weather in the morn before I left for work until I moved away from melb where the forecast was such that I could dress appropriately without surprise.

When I talk about what I love about Melbourne I mean inner suburbs and CBD (which is a beautiful grid and shining example of urban planning for the now that is weighed down by no plans for the future). Public transport connectivity is decent (comparable to London imo) but wait times, delays, and travel times on trams and buses might be relatively crap depending on your experience. It's no Moscow metro (my beloved), but you can probably get to where you're going somehow. Also e scooters have popped off. Further out there's no trams and there's more big gaps between train stations (the train lines are arranged like spokes of a wheel around a central city circle. There will be another city loop slightly overlapping the current one in service next year). This is what I despairingly call The Suburbs. Where you probably need a car to get around and it's like at least 20 mins drive to Anywhere for dinner, groceries or fun activities. Mostly Melbourne is not overly hilly so bikes are an option but infrastructure such as bike lanes is really hit or miss depending on area. Especially good in the inner north. Melb inner suburbs are very walkable and I love love love that. I lived in the inner north and could walk into the CBD to do whatever.

In terms of culture things I think Melbourne is the most international of Aus's capitals in that it has a lot of different people but also that there's a lot open late. Sydney probably can and will make the same claim. But that's it. The rest of Aus is a country town. Major shops will probably close 5.30 or six mon to wed but there's plenty of stuff that's open later. You can always find a bar* or 8. There's plenty of different cuisines in gourmet or fast food dining. There's a cafe in the CBD that's open 24 hours where I can sit outside and have a pot of green tea WHENEVER I WANT. Bookstores open til 10pm. There are lots of events throughout the year and lots of cultural institutions to visit on a whim for free! Some are paid also obvi but I find it difficult to be bored when I can go to the museum to see taxidermy or the NGV for art for free whenever. I am a zoo member which means I get to hang out in a beautiful park/garden which creatures for free whenever I want. Again as you go out further this becomes less true. Fringe cities at the ends of train lines are likely to have what you need to live but less fun activities less often. Not nothing though!

Melbournians really do love wearing black. Especially in winter. They also love strategic Grey. I thought people were exaggerating until I left. A head to toe black outfit is uncommon enough to be remarkable where I live now. Even in a regular boring office where people wear very muted colours I'm the only one who does it. There is no functional difference between the a mourning outfit and one of a Melbournian. it's common wear sneakers with a lot of seemingly formal or corporate outfits, but not thongs with jeans. That's some weird Sydney nonsense.

Being around the bay there's plenty of places to swim in summer! Most of the bay is bordered by beach, most famous and reachable from the city is St Kilda beach. Which is excellent and beyond reproach if you're not Australian and 'fine' if you are. Traveling down towards Mornington Peninsula they get better. 5km makes a difference to the grain of the sand. Some are more fine, can get more coarse and shelly as well. Never stony. Only a little bit of seaweed here and there.

There are parks in the heart of the city (nothing huge like Hyde though) and little wildlife corridors or reserves in most suburbs but it's not an especially Nature city. It's only one hour by train and bus or by car to the Dandenongs (a low mountain range, not to be confused with hugely underated immigrant suburb of Dandenong in melb) though which have cool temperate rainforest national park, lots of gardens (huuuuuge rhododendron garden up there), little b&bs, english style cafes (miss Marples in Olinda is the most famous) and lots of walking and biking. I say one hour but Melbourne as an area reaches right to the base of the range, which is why you can get a bus from the shops. There are national parks that are native woodland or grasslands closer to the heart of the city but these are less special to me because that's the standard nature I see every day of my life. There's a pink lake in south melb which is fun. But I love tree ferns and fresh damp dirt and the tallest flowering trees in the world!!

If you have more specific Q's feel free to ask. I am a city gal at heart but did live rurally originally and frequently do short stays (2 weeks to a month) in rural or remote areas so I am used to comparing amenities and connectivity.

*Melbourne has regular bars but also is very big on rooftop bars. Sydney has some, but other cities hear rooftop bar and think 'bar inside but with views or on top floor of building. Probably formal'. Melbourne roof top bars are on the roof. In the open air (maybe some shade sail) and it's very much a casual thing. Jugs of beer or sangria, chips, feels like a good barbeque rather than a refined cocktail bar. Those are often in basements.

[thorn-horn]

Things I noticed while rewatching smiling friends

S P O I L E R S

☺ the dust the witch uses is the same as Jason's

☺ gnarly says "I love you" to grim. (We're they lovers)

☺ Charlie claims to not know aliens exist while at the UFO Lookout meeting thing. In the fantasy episode he literally solved a long term conflict between the spiders and aliens

☺ Allan healed from the cruizifizion quickly.

☺ Filmore was in the background while the demon was getting destroyed

☺ Allan's tie is always crinkly

☺ Pim's cowboy hat gets wiggled in the rain

☺ the boss's bowtie looks like an untied tie instead of a bow when he's going crazy in the frowning friends episode

☺ Desmond puts the Dave land shirt on over the shirt he's wearing

☺ despite being able to drive, Allan takes a scooter to work.

☺ glep takes his hat off to pay respects to jason

☺ Allan and glep have the same gardening apron different sizes

☺ the building gets a Santa hat for Xmas so someone had to have put it on the building.

☺ even the devil is nice to fast food workers

☺ Britney dates men of huge influence. She went after Mr. Boss instead of Mr. Frog. We know Mr. Frog is rich and powerful as well. So who's richer?

☺ Jeremy has thing wings implying he could once fly

☺ if Charlie's grandma has a lollipop it implies that she ethier died with it or took it from someone in hell. Same with the rocking chair

☺ Biblies are in hell (thanks Desmond)

☺ in the after credits scene where the devil and Mr. Boss fight, hell is back to normal. Despite denying it, Charlie helped the devil

☺ the devil owns a keyboard (but not a fiddle?)

☺ the earth isn't flat when God sends Charlie back but is at the alien episode.

☺ glep gas a black hat for mourning

☺ if Alan is spraying gwimbly with DIRTY BROWN WATER the water where smiling friends takes place might be heavily polluted.

☺ Allan likely has PTSD from the Bible thing

☺ glep and Allan wear more clothes for vacation than work (they still don't wear shoes tho)

☺ the devil eats salty's

☺ they dine and dash

☺ it's mentioned by Charlie that the tv is broken (in the professor psychotic episode) which is likely the result of James ripping it off

☺ Charlie got the maid outfit quickly which means 1: he had it available 2: there's a shop on the street that sells it or 3: express shipping

☺ allan likes playing games

☺ shrimp are both members of society and food (does that imply cannibalism?)

☺ in America Presidents wear blue or red ties on their suits (red for Republican, blue for Democrat) but jimble wears yellow. Pim wears a red tie with a blue suit. William worm wears a blue suit and tie.

☺ Allan's one night stand wears big boots in bed.

☺ Allan jumped off a building without hesitation for paperclips

☺ idk what's more impressive in An Allan Adventure: the fact that Allan survived or that his stayed tied.

☺ Allan has anger issues

☺ Allan is more scared of a hole in the roof then nearly dying

☺ subway exists within the smiling friends universe

☺ Doug owns an iPhone

☺ Doug doesn't wear a hard hat on the job

☺ Allan and glep collapsed from Jason's dust

[twilightcitysky]

Honest Angel by Twilightcitysky

3000 words, rated E, complete

“That’s why you decided to drive a scooter to the Downs? You wanted to break laws?” “I planned to trespass, too,” Aziraphale said conspiratorially. “Mr. Haverford’s estate has a lovely view of the ocean.” Crowley burst out laughing. He couldn’t help it. But Aziraphale blushed and looked twitchy. “I suppose it would seem funny to you,” he muttered. “It’s just… angel, you like being the good one.” He ought to, he’d lorded it over Crowley often enough. “I can do unexpected things.” Aziraphale turned to face him. His expression was a strange mix of contemplation and terror: a first-time parachute jumper looking out the open door of the plane. “I know that, but you don’t–” “And I can go fast,” Aziraphale said. His eyes dropped to Crowley’s lips. Crowley’s stomach swooped. “Angel–” “I can break rules,” Aziraphale whispered. “Especially the ones that don’t make sense anymore.”

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[dollsonmain]

Manager is trying to have me come in even earlier

And I'm like, girl, why??? I'm already showing up 10-15 minutes early for being scheduled at 6 and it's not easy to get there at that time.

I need to make sure Son is up at 5, then I take 20 minutes to get ready to leave, leave, and get to work around 5:45/50 depending on how fast I can move that day.

I was slow today.

But why come in so early??? I already don't have anything to dooo.... I make sandwiches and do register, then fill cigarettes and do register and I think....

I bet she wants me to come in and do the dishes because I've been getting bored and deep cleaning random things when I run out of tasks. There are usually dishes in the sink when I get there.

Which honestly, I don't mind much other than standing in one place HURTS, it's just getting there earlier is...... Not going to be easy. I'd have to LEAVE at 5.

Or get some sort of transportation.

Even if I had a bike, e-bike, or electric scooter I couldn't have used it today because it was raining. Slippy roads are a risk for someone so off balance as me, and water ruins electric bike and scooter motors and batteries.

She also said to try to keep my drawer at a total under $200 and that's kind of difficult when I'm needing to have enough money in there for everyone bringing in $50s and $100s and spending only $3 so I'll break it, but ok....