I can’t speak for German or Chinese food, but having been to Italy, a good NYC slice beats anything the Italians have to offer.

Yeah but worse labor practices.

They always get me on higher end frozen food items I end up wanting to try, even though they’re not really a better deal than what I could get at Safeway.

The pizza is a good substitute

Yeah, the reason for owning guns isn’t to protect against the government’s tyranny, it’s to help half the country’s military fight the other half of the country’s military in some (hopefully still theoretical) civil war.

Yeah dude the grind to try and get a tenure track job is soul-crushing. I put out over 1000 applications over the course of four years. I had about 15 interviews, 2 second round interviews, and at the end, no job. I can get adjunct work fairly easily, but it comes with no health insurance or stability, and it’s paid pretty badly. The adjunctification of higher ed has meant that a lot of otherwise good people have no future in academia, me being one of them. It sucks because I worked for fifteen years studying, teaching, and publishing on very some absolutely esoteric shit, and ended up with less job security and benefits than a Walmart employee. It took a lot of therapy, because this is the one thing I wanted to do with my life. But I know now that it’s time to move on, and that I can do good somewhere else if I get the right skills.

I’m an endlessly adjuncting philosophy professor. Going back to law school in the fall at age 38.

One thing I’ve been annoyed with after switching to Firefox is the iffy password manager performance. It’s so common for it not to remember a password that it should, or, weirdly, for it to only remember the password once I’ve typed the whole username in and hit tab.

I’ve been working every day since January. Every weekday, every weekend day, every day. But finally on June 15th I’ll be down to one remote job and can go sailing for a few weeks straight. I’ve finally sort of got my finances in reasonable shape, I’ve paid off my car, and have a little breathing room.