#tetrapack

[queretarotv]

Querétaro se suma al reciclatón 2023

Por segundo año consecutivo la Secretaría de Desarrollo Sustentable (SEDESU) se suma a la campaña “Reciclatón”, cuyo objetivo es la recaudación de fondos a través del acopio y valorización de residuos en beneficio de personas con discapacidad, cáncer y autismo atendidos a través de Fundación Teletón. Los materiales a recuperar a través de este proyecto son PET, HDPE (plástico de alta densidad),…

[doutorecoplanet]

Alô, Alô pessoal da criação!!! Repensem esses tipos de embalagens! 🤔 O lacre das embalagens longa vida deveriam ficar presos na própria embalagem e digo o mesmo ao lacre da embalagem PET de óleo de cozinha. Não é possível que os engenheiros e designers de empresas como a @tetrapakbrasil @tetrapak @soya não possam criar embalagens onde os lacres não se desprendam das embalagens !!! Igualmente embalagens que misturam o corpo de papelão com fundo e borda com aço! Dificultam a reciclagem. Que o poder público cobre mudanças e vamos acompanhar. #embalagem #lacre #leite #oleo #lata #tetrapack #sig #soya #dificuldades #reciclagem (em Doutor Eco Planet) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpMPP8YtShe/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[gaiapapoila]

brave knight pass through the veil from the 🦆 to the 💀

[bblewrap]

The rebranding strategy for Njuse lends a vibrant perspective to the product category. It pops with energy and attracts the target with its friendly and trendy visual style.

[edsonjnovaes]

Quantas latinhas precisam ser coletadas para conseguir um salário mínimo?

Com a queda nos preços da venda de materiais recicláveis, os catadores enfrentam mais dificuldades para chegar em uma quantidade de material equivalente ao salário mínimo, atualmente em R$ 1.412. Dados da Associação Nacional dos Catadores (Ancat) apontam que há mais de 1 milhão de homens e mulheres na função. Terra – 12 mai 2024 CNN Mais Verde: Brasil atinge 99% de reciclagem de latas de…

[classket]

don't think we can reduce reuse recycle our way out of this one gals

[briery]

‘Tetra Pod Studio’ Uluwatu, Bali, Stilt Studio The ‘tetra pod’ encloses all living amenities in only 64 sqm, including a comfortable bedroom, ensuite bathroom, open kitchen, and living room as well as some outdoor terraces.

[lactpro]

Is Milk In Tera Pack Safe For Consumption? | Lactel India

Tetra pack milk comes in a unique six-layered aseptic packaging. Tetra pack cow milk is one of the top UHT milk brands but let's understand the benefits of milk in tetrapack

[unscharf-an-den-raendern]

Liebe es, wenn ich morgens in die Küche komme und mir erstmal denke

Warum ist da eine riesige Milchpfütze auf der Anrichte? Warum ist die genau unter dem Gefrierbeutel mit den Brötchen?

Und was zur Hölle wurde diesem Tetrapack angetan?

Befragungen folgen sobald der Verdächtige zurückkehrt. Bleiben Sie dran.

[perroulisses]

Other versions of the last art work

all of this is done by drypoint engraving, made in tetrapack

that's all thank you 💋

[etraytin]

Emergency Preparedness On A Budget

Hey all, just a reminder that even though many of us are looking at a warmer-than-average winter this year, warm on average does not mean we won't see winter storms! In fact, warm winters can produce some really unusual weather patterns that are even more likely to produce severe storms. The best time to prepare for a winter storm, or any other natural disaster, is well before it happens, ie, right now.

"But wait," you might say, "the economy is stupid and everything is expensive! I'm afraid my survival bunker is just going to have to wait until my lottery numbers come up, which will take awhile because I also can't afford to play the lottery." First off, good job not playing the lottery, and second, preparing for a disaster does not have to be expensive. In fact, if you start early enough, disaster preparedness can be done a few dollars at a time without much of anything in the way of special supplies.

In order to not make a single post that is a billion lines long, I am dividing my advice into a few different posts and will link them together when I am done. The links will be right here:

Food and Water Preparedness

FIrst and most important: food and water. The motto of disaster preparedness is "The first 72 is on you." In a major disaster situation, if the situation has not resolved itself within three days, that's about the amount of time it takes for outside help to get itself organized and start arriving in a meaningful way to a disaster area. Objectively three days is a pretty short period of time, subjectively it is a small eternity if you are not prepared.

Preppers (people who do disaster preparedness as a hobby, to greater and lesser levels of unhingedness) spend a lot of time discussing the best types of food and water prep for long-term storage and/or end of the world scenarios. We are not going to do that. We want cheap, easy, effective preparations that we can ideally do while grocery shopping in a Walmart. The easiest, simplest and cheapest way to do your food prep is this: Buy one or two canned, jarred or tetrapacked (that waxed cardboard box pack) meal items every time you can afford it, then set them aside. Find a little space in a closet, a cupboard, a shelf, whatever, and just keep those foods there until you have three days worth for everyone in your household, including the pets.

"Fine," you might say as you look skeptically at the back of your cupboards, "but that doesn't seem very specific. There are a lot of canned goods out there!" And that is fair! The basic rule of thumb is "Buy something you will eat, ideally without heating it up if necessary, that doesn't require much prep or cleaning." For example, my family is two adults and one adolescent, none of us with major food allergens or aversions. If I were trying for a 72-hour food prep for us on the cheap with no cooking available I'd probably go with six cans of chunky soup, which I get for a dollar each on sale, three small jars of applesauce (smaller jars are better if you have no way to cool food), a box of saltine crackers, three cans of tuna, and a big box of granola bars if I could keep them out of reach of the kiddo long enough.

It's not fancy and it may not provide great long-term nutrition, but it's enough food to keep us alive for three days in a form that will hold in storage for 1-2 years without needing to rotate. Even on a very tight budget you can probably accumulate this much food in a pretty reasonable amount of time (and a lot of it is the sort of thing you might get from a food bank anyway!) For pet food, pack up three days worth of your pet's food, ideally in a glass jar but any sealed container will do, and add any cans of wet food they'd get as well.

Water is another big prepping topic that we're going to go easy-peasy on. You need, at minimum, a gallon of clean water per person per day, plus extra for cleaning and washing. Water is annoying to store and takes a lot of room, so for a quickie 3-day prep, minimizing water use is ideal. If you can scare up enough paper plates, cups and utensils to last you three days, you save ever having to wash dishes. If you can get hold of a pack of wet wipes, you reduce the amount of water for washing your body. If you can bring yourself to pee in the woods or at the very least let urine sit in the toilet unflushed, you save a HUGE amount of water on flushing.

For your water prep, you can use the bit-at-a-time strategy again. Every time you get groceries, try to bring home a gallon or two of purified drinking water. They should be very cheap, usually around 1.25 in my neck of the woods, and they last for awhile. If you have a few extra dollars, buy a flat of bottled water until you have at least three gallon containers and one 12-pack for each human member of your household Tuck them away somewhere out of direct sunlight, and rotate them regularly, taking out an old gallon and flat and replacing them with new every couple of months.

Once you have your basic setup, you can start thinking about getting fancier. There are ways to find things like camp stoves and water filters fairly cheaply, usually by hitting up garage sales or looking in the clearance sporting goods section when camping season is over, but that's basically gravy when compared to just having something to eat.

Next Time: Light, Heat and Medicine

[deutsche-bahn]

Ich war letztes Jahr mit Freunden auf einem großen Rock- und Metalfestival. Jeder hatte sich um irgendwas gekümmert, einer besorgte ein großes Zelt, jemand brachte Getränke mit, eine wollte sich um's Essen kümmern.

Leider wurde uns wieder mal zum Verhängnis, dass wir bei Freunden keinen Background-Check durchführen, oder nicht einmal das Führungszeugnis sehen wollen.

Die, die sich um's Essen kümmern wollte hatte vor Jahren mal Orthorexie gehabt. Also, so erzählte sie das zumindest immer. Betonung auf "hatte". Jetzt tauchte sie allerdings mit unserer Verpflegung auf: Reiswaffeln, rohe Eier, Tofu und Karotten. Mit den rohen Eiern hätte man sich ja zumindest noch nen anderweitig interessanten Abend gestalten können. Aber wer, in dieser gottverlassenen Welt, kommt angetrunken vom Festivalgelände auf den Campingplatz, pfeffert den Campingkocher in's feuchte Gras und brät sich ne Tofu-Gemüsepfanne an??? Ich bin ja immer schon überrascht wenn ich motorisch noch im Stande bin den Eingang des Zeltes zu öffnen. Wenn du mir dann einen Campingkocher überreichst, endet es wahrscheinlich darin dass der Zeltplatz geräumt werden muss bevor die scheiss Möhren überhaupt durch sind.

Die Ratten verlassen ja bekanntlich das sinkende Schiff. Da mein Vorarbeiter mich damals immer als Ratte betitelt hat, tat ich es ihnen gleich, drückte den Bikern von Nebenan ein kleines Fässchen Bier in die Hand und bekam im Gegenzug Pringles und Tetrapack-Weißwein. Wochenende gerettet, Campingkochern und jeglichen Nährstoffen erfolgreich ausgewichen.

Also, Fazit: Wenn eure Freunde zu vielen Fitness-Influencern folgen ist das ein absolut ausreichender Grund für eine Intervention.

[okenki]

[ayo]

this one goes out to young me that got scared of asking for things on forums because some people were mean and called her an idiot for not knowing everything already while dipping into something new… : (

i forgot the asterisk for those, but flo.p.t. and lil moon sailor are fictional too! same for tetrapack... only mc solaar remains…

again, i'm not right, you're not wrong, this is not a "there is one truth and it is mine" at all! i got, again, a little too passionate about… things…

if you read [the_ish], on prends les même on recommence, it's that same AU and same characters. It is NOT the same AU as "goth boyfriends", it has overlapping character, but they are not the same. They share their names, apprences and some personality traits, but most of the rest is very different. Sorry if it is confusing! ToT

sorry again for the comic quality… i heard that some time ago it was crappy comic day but you know that for me this is the daily grind, ayoooo!!!

as usual this is not meant to offend anyone, it's all fictional. im not very smart and i am always having an awful time communicating anything, hahah aaaaaaa

[superconfusedcoryn]

Bei Rewe werden heute die Kassen getauscht.

Deshalb besteht der gesamte Eingangs- und Ausgangsbereich meines lokalen Rewe-des-Vertrauens aus einem Schlachtfeld voller klobiger Selbstbedienungskassen die provisorisch angeschlossen wurden, von der Decke hängenden Kabeln, Staub und vor allem: Verdammt genervter Kunden und Mitarbeiter.

Irgendwer in der Betriebsleitung kam wahrscheinlich auf die großartige Idee dieses Unterfangen ausgerechnet an an einem Montag in Angriff zu nehmen.

Es ist ja allgemein bekannt, dass das kaufwütige Publikum dazu neigt Supermärkte, nach der sonntäglichen Zwangspause des Kaufrausches, zum Wochenstart zu meiden. Deshalb ist es durchaus (k)eine Überraschung, dass sich endlose Schlangen mit übervollen Wocheneinkaufskörbe und -wägen einmal quer durch den gesamten Laden ziehen.

Kurz überlege ich, ob ich meinen Einkauf, eine Flasche extrem billigen Chianti und ein noch billigeres Tetrapack Traubensaft mit dem Nutri-Score E, einfach zurückstelle und am nächsten Tag wiederkommen soll. Leider möchte ich heute Abend nicht auf meine bastardisierte Version vom Ballerman-Kultgetränk Sangria (oder: Anti-Glühwein; wie ich es nenne) verzichten und reihe mich hauptsächlich amüsiert in eine der unübersichtlichen Schlangen ein.

Von den üblichen 8 Kassen sind insgesamt nur noch 3 in Betrieb - zwei Selbstbedienungskassen und die Kasse mit der anliegenden Tabakwarenabteilung, die von überentusiastischen Teenie-Azubi geleitet wird. Die Schlange, in der ich stehe, zieht sich einmal quer durch die Getränkeabteilung, wobei niemand so wirklich zu wissen scheint, wo die Reihe son genau anfängt und wo sie aufhört.

Der Mann vor mir hat einen Einkaufswagen voller Proseccoflaschen. "Meine Mutter wird 60," erklärt er stolz, auf die Frage was er denn für eine Feier schmeißen will, "das wird eine ganz große Party!" Das Kind hinter mir beschwert sich bei seiner Mutter, dass das Überraschungsei in seiner Hand schon ganz weich sei. Eine ältere Dame herrscht lautstark ein junges Mädchen an, die sich von der falschen Seite aus anstellen wollte. "Die Schlange beginnt ganz da hinten!", deklariert sie und fuchtelt dabei wildstark in eine nicht genau deutbare Richtung, denn so genau scheint sie sich auch nicht sicher zu sein, wo genau "da hinten" jetzt eigentlich ist.

Bisher haben wir uns nur wenige Milimeter vorwärts bewegt.

Bei einer der Selbstbedienungskassen ist die Kassenzettelrolle leer und muss ausgetauscht werden. Ein allgemein genervtes Stöhnen geht durch die Reihen.

Der Mann mit den Proseccoflaschen erklärt mittlerweile zum vierten Mal einem der schaulustigen Umstehenden auf Nachfrage, dass der Wagen voller Spirituosen für den 60. Geburtstag seiner Mutter gedacht sei. Irgendein Teenager in einem Check24 Trikot lässt einen Monster-Energydrink fallen, welcher in seinem Elend spontan entschließt zu explodieren und die Anstehenden mit einer lauwarmen, klebrigen Flüssigkeit zu besprühen. Allgemeines "Ihhhh!" und "Ahhhh!" und "Och nein!!!" tönt durch die Warteschlage. Die ältere Dame weißt erneut eine andere Person herrisch darauf hin, dass man sich doch an anderer Stelle anstellen muss.

Ich starre derweil auf meinen Traubensaft. Warum hat der eigentlich Nutri-Score E? Eine kurze Google-Suche später bin ich genauso schlau wie vorher. Dafür ist ein bisschen Zeit vergangen und die Schlange hat sich gemächlich ein Stück vorwärts bewegt.

Irgendwer fährt mir mit seinem Einkaufswagen in die Hacken. Das Überraschungsei des Kindes hinter mir ist in der Zwischenzeit vollends geschmolzen und verteilt sich jetzt auf dessen hellblauem T-Shirt mit Fußballbezug, während sich das Kind geistesabwesend in der Nase bohrt. Ein Telefon beginnt im Standart-Samsung Klingelton zu läuten, weshalb mehrere mittelalte Frauen simultan beginnen nervös in ihren Einkaufstaschen kramen. Der Mann mit dem Prosecco wird zum achten Mal gefragt, was denn sein Plan für den vielen Alkohol sei. Langsam komme ich mir vor wie in der sehr, sehr anstrengenden und niveaulosen Version eines Loriot-Sketches.

"Was ist denn hier los?", höre ich einen alten Mann entsetzt fragen. "Wir bauen gerade um, deshalb ist hier ein bisschen Chaos," erklärt einer der Mitarbeiter, mittlerweile auch zum wiederholten Male. Der alte Herr zuckt mit den Schultern, lässt demonstrativ seinen bis an den Rand gefüllten Einkaufswagen mitten im Gang stehen und verlässt den Laden auf direktem Weg, während der am Rande der Verzweiflung stehende Rewe-Mitarbeiter ihm etwas bedröppelt nachschaut. Irgendwo schreit ein Baby.

Die Schlange setzt sich in Bewegung. Ich schaffe es bis zu einer der drei Kassen zu hechten und scanne beglückt Wein und Saft ein. Der Mann mit dem Wagen voller Prosecco wird vom zu Scherzen aufgelegten Azubi gefragt, ob er denn schon über 18 sei. Für einen Moment sieht es so aus als wolle der Schaumweinentusiast etwas nach dem Kerl werfen. Hinter mir tönt es wieder, die Schlange beginne am anderen Ende des Ladens, man möge sich doch bitte dort anstellen. Ich suche derweil schnell das Weite.

Beim Verlassen des Ladens fällt mir mit Entsetzen auf, dass ich eigentlich auch zum Disounter nebenan hätte gehen können.

[cullen-blue23]

UAL Level 3/4 Foundation Dip in Art & Design Unit 2: Print Pathway - Lino Printing

As it's been a long time since I did a post, I thought I best do a catch up one now, as I am now midway through my Level 4 unit, which is my FMP. The work here is from the Spring term and is a selection of some of the work I did for my Unit 2: Print Pathway, which was a 10 week project running from Nov 2023 to Feb 2024. This post is just about the lino printing. The screen printing I will save for another post. The tetrapack printing, well...I may just give that one a miss altogether, it doesn't look as impressive and I didn't enjoy it as much. I enjoyed the lino printing the most out of everything we did, as it was more familiar as I had done some in a previous project. The rest of it however, had its highs and lows. This was one of the highs. I didn't enjoy it because I found it easy mind you, in fact my classmates were terrified I would accidentally take a chunk out of my finger with the carving tool! But despite my classmates lack of faith in me, I had a lot of fun doing this. The fish lino print (Mr Fishie) was a challenge, as that process involved carving some of the lino away, printing, washing off the ink, carving again, printing again, you get the picture. I think the print of the fish on the Khadi paper was the most successful.

[leftatlondon]

going on lunch at my work, taking a tupperware & a can out of the work fridge, microwaving the contents of the tupperware (separately from the tupperware itself because even if it says it’s “microwave safe” on the bottom, i don’t trust it), & cracking open the can as I wait, only to find out I accidentally brought the Swag brand Pickle Rick Pickle Juice canned boxers again instead of the can of Liquid Death I’ve been trying to bring to work for the past week. Have I been cursed? Is this normal? I got what I thought was Liquid Death out of my home fridge this morning… but if I’m holding the Swag brand Pickle Rick Pickle Juice canned boxers right now… does that mean I’ve just been storing these boxers in my fridge somehow? Either way, i just knew that I wasn’t going to let these boxers go to waste. Keep in mind, dear reader, I have been opening these cans of Swag brand Pickle Rick Pickle Juice canned boxers in this office break room every day this week, in an attempt to see if the ONE can of liquid death that I bought for the first time (that I assume is still in my home fridge) is worth the hype. I mean, it can’t be worth the hype, right? It’s canned water. It must taste a little aluminum-y. & clearly some outward force is trying to keep me from drinking Liquid Death. Perhaps as a precautionary measure, so I don’t have to drink a whole cans worth of gross water? Because this is like, the third time this week I’ve accidentally opened a can of Swag brand Pickle Rick Pickle Juice canned boxers. Something’s up.

I know I must investigate, but I don’t want to just waste my Swag brand Pickle Rick Pickle Juice canned boxers. They just got out of the work fridge, so they’re ice cold, which admittedly feels nice on my genitals. Not in a way that’s like, sexual, I just think a little pube coolin’ is good for a bitch. I threw them away the first day it happened. But yesterday, I tried them on (under my work clothes, of course), & it felt… peaceful. Dear reader, It’s been a rather dark year for me, & so I take the little comforts when I can. Yesterdays little comfort was those ice cold Swag brand Pickle Rick Pickle Juice canned boxers. Eventually, I put on my ice cold Swag brand Pickle Rick Pickle Juice canned boxers, & while it doesn’t feel as nice as I remember, I leave work (without telling anyone) & walk 18 miles home. I normally take the bus, but today, I was mad enough (& my genitals were cold enough) to energize me to walk every mile back. I walk in the door, walk past the living room, & head straight to my home refrigerator. I open it; there it is! Right next to 19 individual cans of Swag brand Pickle Rick Pickle Juice canned boxers is my liquid death. “Alright, you devilish can,” I said. “It’s time I drink you up!” I open the can of Liquid Death. I slurp a lil bit of it. I lick my lips. Yuck! Just as I expected; it’s a little aluminum-y. Like, why wouldn’t you just put the water in a tetrapack or something? I start thinking further… why have I been bringing Swag brand Pickle Rick Pickle Juice canned boxers to work every day instead? I close the fridge (because my genitals are cold enough) & I frantically search the house.

I open the door that leads from the kitchen to the garage, & I see a car, still running, with no one in it, spewing exhaust throughout the room. Which makes sense now that I think about it, I was wondering why I would see smoke coming out from under that door every time I was in the kitchen. I just never checked cuz I figured it was none of my business. Regardless, I now remember that I rented a car about 4 days ago because I wanted to see if I could get one with a fake ID. I brought it home & parked it & got so scared of driving it anywhere else, I jolted out of the car, neglecting to turn it off. The experience was so traumatic, I blocked it out of my memory… i guess it was giving me carbon monoxide poisoning too. I guess it’s true what they say. You can lead a car to your garage, but you can’t leave it in there running because you’ll get carbon monoxide poisoning & you’ll buy 22 individual cans of Swag brand Pickle Rick Pickle Juice canned boxers. #wednesdaywisdom