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  • See my understanding of coconut oil is it’s a better substitute for lard or shortening because 1. it’s unsaturated fat rather than saturated fat and 2. it’s not hydrogenated. It’s a vegetable oil that’s solid at room temperature, which is why you see it used in packaged baked goods a lot, because in the words of Alton Brown, “It’ll stay moist and unctuous while having the shelf life of uranium.”








  • At the beginning of the movie, it is established that only “A diamond in the rough” can enter the Cave of Wonders to claim Genie’s lamp. Jafar does some magic spell to learn the identity of the “diamond in the rough” and it turns out it’s the poor street kid Aladdin, who has repeated run-ins with the guards over stealing food. Jafar sends the guards out to capture and bring Aladdin to Jafar so he can be sent into the Cave of Wonders.

    Meanwhile, after rejecting the latest of many pompous asshole princes, Princess Jasmine decides to run away from the palace equipped with a cloak over her usual outfit and basically nothing else, to include an understanding of money. She steals an apple to give to a couple of poor children, and the apple vendor is swinging the sword down to cut off her hand when Aladdin stops him, convinces him that she’s insane, and then brings her to his home. The guards catch up to them and finally capture him. “Unhand him, by order of the princess!” The guards are surprised to find her here. “What are you doing outside the palace? And with this street rat?” Later, when asked what charge Aladdin was arrested on, Jafar replies “Kidnapping the princess, of course.”

    So while Aladdin is in the habit of tangling with Agrabah’s law enforcement, he is never arrested on the charge of assaulting an officer. Or vagrancy or petty theft. He’s arrested because Jafar wanted him arrested, and the kidnapping charge (for which he is, at this point at least, completely innocent) is trumped up after the fact.





  • I’m on sh.itjust.works. Which is actually run like a democracy, funnily enough.

    According to a post made in our Main Community, sh.itjust.works is the fifth largest Lemmy instance by total posts, after lemmy.world, hexbear.net, www.hexbear.net, and lemmygrad.ml. So figuring Hexbear got duplicated, and anyway hexbear and lemmygrad are commonly defederated with because tankies, that puts sh.itjust.works at #2 on this side of the Silicon Curtain.

    It shows lemmy.world at 390k total posts, with sh.itjust.works at 65k. Sh.itjust.works has very, very few of THE communities people use. !Games[email protected] is the biggest one by subscriber count.

    So sh.itjust.works is a popular place to access other instances from, and I think others like lemm.ee and lemmy.ca are in the same boat.

    “Join this instance, they’re not as radical left as lemmy.whatever” misses the point. Who cares which door of the building you walked in through when everyone congregates in the same room anyway?



  • Same way you’d take a third of a centimeter: Get out a micrometer and set it to 0.3333, that’ll be pretty close.

    The main benefit to the metric system is it’s all base ten. One kilometer is 1000 meters, one kilogram is 1000 grams, you don’t have to memorize that there’s 16 cups in a gallon etc. For a lot of things that works well, the problem is with base ten itself. You run into the same problems with 1000 millimeters in a meter than you do trying to work in thousandths of an inch, it doesn’t divide by 3 particularly well and you get those weird repeating digits.

    We kinda did have a base twelve system going, isn’t it weird how we have a special word for twelve in English? There’s 12 hours on a clock face and 12 inches in a foot. And from there, we work in powers of two.

    Woodworkers don’t traditionally cut boards to 1 inch or 2 inches thick; they’re rough sawn to that thickness and then dried and milled to 3/4" or 1 1/2". Which are 1/16th or 1/8th of a foot, and both are divisible by 2 and 3 and expressed in a power-of-two fraction. a third of 3/4" is 1/4".

    It works very well until someone who doesn’t actually understand it tries to contrive a way to make it not work in the same way their preferred system also doesn’t work.

    For many other things, the metric system is easier to deal with, I would much rather do physics in metric than in Imperial (also I’m American, I actually use SAE) but woodworking in a dozenal system is a discipline that is millennia old, the bugs have been very thoroughly shaken out. I would rather build furniture in inches.


  • My sawyer has a tape that measures in tenths of a foot as well. Kind of reminds me of how aircraft measure time aloft; both tach time and hobbs time is measured in tenths of an hour.

    Something that’s gonna tilt your head: 1 1/2" is 1/8th of a foot. And 3/4" is 1/16th of a foot. Common inch woodworking sizes like that aren’t weird fractions of an inch, they’re some power of two fraction of a foot.



  • One night when I was 18, like a couple months before I turned 19, I was having a fitful nightmare. And mind you, I didn’t have nightmares yet because I hadn’t gone to aircraft mechanic school by that point. I woke up extremely nauseous and with terrible abdominal pain. I staggered into the bathroom and puked my guts out. This wasn’t something I ate or some stomach flu, this was different. I couldn’t stand up for the pain in my midsection. I convinced my mother to drive me to the hospital, where they gave me Maalox.

    For 18 months this went on, every now and again once or twice a month just BOOM, always at night, no apparent reason. We ruled out food allergies, I was prescribed everything from muscle relaxants to migraine medications. This interfered with my aviation medical certificate, I was grounded for ten months.

    I was at University, away from my home town, and it happened again. One of my roommates drove me to a different hospital. The doc at the ER was a young chick with a nose ring, like I’m barely 20 by this time and she didn’t feel much older than me, she hadn’t been out of med school long. She had the bright idea to put me in a CT scanner while my tummy was actually hurting.

    About 45 minutes later I was being whisked into an operating room to have my appendix removed, and the early morning thunderpukes never returned.

    I had appendicitis for 18 months.