Hello! Coming to ask you snack advice :D during my trip to Japan soon, I'll be visiting some business partners. In our industry it's common to exchange snacks from our country (Australians with the TimTams, recently some Spaniards gave us preserved sardines, olives, and anchovies, etc). What could I bring from the mid-Atlantic USA to be the Coolest Business Partner to our Japan partners?
Oooh fun! Bear in mind I had to Google mid-Atlantic, but if this is what we’re working with….
Can you get small bottles of maple syrup or BBQ sauce? The regionality of sauces will appeal, and syrup is a luxury here and well known as a US product. And Japan has a strong dichotomy between sweets eaters and alcohol drinkers (gotta choose one apparently 🙄) so tell people if they can’t stand sweets, maple syrup is great in cocktails!
Also would recommend any local specialty candies or farmer’s market type artisan chocolate shops or fancy jams! Especially snacks that are individually wrapped, smaller portioned, less sweet, and with fewer preservatives! I also think old school cookies Iike ginger snaps or molasses would rate.
Finally, they’re really cracking down on animal products recently, with meat-sniffing dogs patrolling the airport, so there’s that to consider. Enjoy your trip!!!!
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There are so many personalities, perhaps a number flirting closer to a million or several. In that end, to grasp them all, one has better start learning, devouring all manner of manual and tomes. However, never one to be bested, Miraak trudges on admirably, and to credit, discreet as ever, Gale had hardly noticed.
But then, in all fairness, they, sat together, had technically just met. He hadn't known Miraak before, the man he'd grown to be when battered with solitude. Gale hadn't flavored his distrust or the quality of those men that had come here before him, and so, Miraak plunging longly in that study of biology? To Gale, it all seemed part and parcel with his hunger to learn. Surely, he little meant to suss him, learning how to treat this wizard in his tailored-fine velvets. Even Gale, half a peacock, wouldn't dare to assume a thought so flattering, but gods preserve him, Gale, unlike Miraak, isn't anywhere near as subtle. Even more so, Gale, unlike Miraak, is gleefully talkative.
After all, some studies, he would happily wager, are better learned beyond the pages of leather-clad books. This is where they differ, a stark chasm in their beings that would rival a ravine. Even after his isolation, Gale would jump oh so willingly into bartering words. He's a...fondness in him still, a sort of honeyed-up soul his rot couldn't conquer. It makes him honestly kind, stubbornly affable regardless if the day would strike him harder, and -- well, he's a mortal thing, too, simple with his wants and his vulnerable heart. Scholars long for knowledge in their hours with their books, but to his core, it was connection that Gale felt starved of the most.
It's a secret. And so, perhaps they've a pretense that they both will nurse.
Stirring, Gale looks to the page that Miraak thumbs on open. He looks to it, seeing little beyond words and a half-scrabbled image of some drawing of Atmora. It's conjecture a best, so shrouded in uncertainty and mystery as it is. It's a bygone era, and sadder still, an echo of a time with whom but one soul can hear. Gale listens to Miraak, their gazes locking as his host, his friend, shares a little of himself. Gale's heart folds a little, that emeralding glow freckling soft in his eyes. Like earth and moss and leaves upon the peat... Loneliness. Not for the first time, he thinks there's not a man more lonely.
"I hale from Waterdeep," he offers, "not so ancestral admittedly, but no less the hotbed for culture and aspiring innovations." He conjures up an image. "I live at her docks, surrounded always with waters as she winks with the sunrise. In the morning, I would smell the stirring of the bakeries preparing for the early birds, and at night, I would watch the stars where they would glimmer the proudest and brightest." Full and alive. There and present. The mirage before them twinkles like an ocean with a breeze, and Gale, looking up, gauges his companion.
Miraak... "How long have you been here?" / @bendwill, continued from here.
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'Ruby Guthrie' sits on the front porch of the Guthrie farmhouse, her bare feet dangling off the steps and into the grass. The younger Guthrie children--not so young now--are bickering over by the barn. She smiles to herself, eyes distant as the low strum of Jay's guitar fills her ears.
(Such a talented young man--very much like his grandfather, in fact. That little boy who used to run through the fields with skinned knees and wild hair, a harmonica in his pocket. Gleeful shouts of 'Ma! Ma!' as he raced toward her, a bug cupped between grubby hands.)
The strum, the strum, the strum of the guitar, through her, down her feet, strumming, strumming, strumming, deep into the earth--
Out of the blue, "What're you playing, Joshua?" Joshua, not Jay, although she calls him both. She smooths her palms down the legs of her jeans as she shifts to face him, drawing her feet up and toward herself. She's beaming, tucking a strand of 'Guthrie blonde' hair behind her ear. "Did you write that? Your ma told me you were like an angel with his harp."
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Hello I dont know you, but I am also very bored and supposed you are as well? So Wassup?
hi i'm tea! shall i tell you a pretty weird fact: rabbits can never throw up
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As far as the lamp goes, I don't really know how old is is timewise but from an electronics perspective, if you have any kind of adapter that has a built-in transformer that might help.
With old electronics it's sometimes the case that they end up drawing a lot more power with aging to some components.
But also (idk where you're from, I'm assuming Balkan states?) but grounding was only a common practice from the 40s onwards and I'm pretty sure like generations ago they also had a lower output voltage in homes (don't have a source on that tbh) but it could be that. I'm tempted to say your lightbulb is getting that hot that fast because it shouldn't be taking in the 220V or so (not sure of the specifics where you are in terms of household electricity) and its overheating, but I do think the laptop thing is probably to do with it acting incorrectly due to a mismatch of wiring systems. I'd suggest trying to get an adapter/extension that has a fuse/small breaker just in case
Thank you for this information! I really appreciate getting this knowledge from a source smarter than me!
Yes I am from the Balkans :D
Now, I do not have any electrical knowledge, so when you say 'transformer', I don't know how thats supposed to look, but I'm not eager to go and buy extensions for this, it will be used mostly one hour a day, and, I figured out a trick:
If I plug in my laptop first, and it starts drawing electricity first, and only then I plug in this lamp, then it's working okay. So, theoretically, I could just plug up my laptop, then put my phone to charge, then plug in the lamp, and it would take less electricity (I hope thats how it works at least).
I got this lamp because it was used and super cheap so I'm not planning to buy extra things xD it's okay if it's hot, I think bulbs in general were very hot until recently we started using ones that don't produce heat, this one is just a little.. extra hot.
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