I clicked on this thread with excitement before I remembered I have designed a lot of cool things that I can’t post without either opening my company up to industrial espionage or doxxing myself.
So I will post something my wife and I both worked on. This is one of our kitchen cabinets. All of them are white and boring, and we decided that since we own the house, we will have artwork instead of “resale value”.
I bought the car used and the only noises I hear from outside of it is the air conditoner, and a sort of quiet but apocalyptic-sounding backup chime. At low speeds moving forward it doesn’t make a noise. Later models of my car (Leaf) have a sort of white noise generator that gives it a bit of a TIE-fighter sound. I think the noisemakers were added in 2020?
I have a second-gen Leaf.
This kills the efficiency
I might just see if I can adapt the noisemaker from a newer version of my car. Or install my own with my own set of sounds.
My favorite pitcher. It was a clear glass pitcher shaped a lot like the Kool-Aid Man. My wife gave it to me when we got married. It was this heavy glass pitcher and I used to use it for tea and sometimes kool-aid.
I think thermal stress did it in, I poured some cold iced tea in it and it cracked. :-(
Im not sure, do have any sources to back this up?
Software engineer here.
Else, no.
Story checks out.
I drive a car and I am constantly worried that I will hurt a pedestrian, cyclist, or animal with it. My car is an older EV that doesn’t make a noise outside the car when it is running, and it especially seems to startle deer and cyclists. Only thing I can do is give them more room.
I charge for 8¢ per kwh, it seems really cheap to me.
In my experince this sort of thing will work better if the propane tank is clearly visible.
For a short time I was married to a woman who had a dog. This was the worst dog I’ve ever personally known. He loved to bite people, especially children. He would be cute and fluffy and wiggly until someone tried to pet him, and then he would do his level best to take a finger. I was #3 in her world, right behind her imaginary friend in the sky and her crazy dog, and she really wasn’t a nice enough wife to put up with being bitten multiple times a week in my own house. So we went our seperate ways. She married someone else not long after. He also left after being bitten multiple times a week. None of her family would deal with her, because of her dog.
Soap making.
Some silicone molds, lye, measuring cups, cooking thermometer, and cooking oil is all you need to get started. And after a while you will be making awesome smelling soap.
Gotta have some friend rice. 😛
Yeah that occoured to me after I typed it all out. ☹️
Scratch made ranch is the best. Once you try it you’ll never want that soupy Hidden Valley stuff again.
I know what Im trying after work.
Eggs.
Its so easy to cook eggs. I like eggs. My wife and I have pet chickens. And for some reason I never think to take five minitues to make some eggs. Its basically free food, because I sell enough eggs to easily cover the feed that our spoiled chickens eat.
I think I just need to remind myself that I have them.
This one may seem silly compared to the things I’ve read.
My parents gave me a strange eating disorder that it took a while to get over.
Mom refused to accept that there were foods or perhaps ingredients that I was either unwilling or unable to eat. As an example, Onions are horrible and they literally make me sick, whether its whole chunks of onion or powdered onion. But she kept sneaking onion into stuff she made because she just knew I’d like them if I just tried them! It wasn’t a matter of “like” it was the fact that if I ate some I’d end up doing a technicolor yodel over the toilet while she told me I was being dramatic. Sometimes if I was really unlucky I wouldn’t make it to the toilet which would make her even madder. So Id get spanked after puking.
This caused me to be really mistrustful of food that I didn’t prepare myself. I also had problems eating in front of other people, because mom (both parents really) would get upset over how I was eating, and it took me until I was in my 30’s before I was comfortable eating with other people around. Which did wonders for my social life in my 20’s.
Critters in shops and warehouses are always fun. It never fails, some big snake/spider/scorpion/etc moseys in, and there’s one guy hiding in the break room until its gone and another guy taking pictures of it because it’s cute.