Me but with maples
Me but with maples
Came here to say electrician. Or anything related to utility (gas, electric, water, Internet, transportation) maintenance. These are often “we need someone 365 days a year” jobs, because they are literally the ones maintaining infrastructure for the rest of us, but those jobs also pay well and are in demand everywhere there are people.
If you’re not qualified for that stuff, consider starting with something like Flagging/traffic control. You’ll start as the poor sap holding a sign in the rain, but you can study and eventually become the person who designs/approves the traffic control plans, etc etc. Pretty much all utility work requires traffic control.
Surveying/Right of Way/GIS, if you’d rather work in a cube
I feel like a spectator at this point. Fully aware of how the system operates and powerless to affect change without grave consequences. Materially, I’m secure. Not reproducing, so I don’t have offspring to care about their future. Fuck this timeline, maybe I’ll get to return at a cooler time.
It’s sci-fi with good character development and moral conundrums. It doesn’t take itself too seriously and doesn’t rely on flashy graphics. The characters are supportive of each other. Like if you took utopian leftist drama kids and told them to make a sci-fi show about humanity trying to do it’s best.
Poverty nostalgia?
Considering how many I’ve blocked, there’s gotta be
(yes)
I went to Millennium, a fancy vegetarian restaurant in San Francisco (now it’s in Oakland) with a friend’s wealthy dad, who treated us. It was about $200 for the 3 of us. The food was good, but not good enough to go back. Just give me a $5 bean and cheese burrito, please
Elephants lay fat trunk
What the heck is that watermark
doing a bang up job, fellow workers
Also Portland but the werewolf is homeless
I coulda passed if I wanted to
Reminds me of the Exploratorium in San Francisco. They have an exhibition that has a long rail with metal coil wrapped around it. On one side, the coils are warm to the touch. On the other side, they’re cold to the touch. In the middle of the rail, the coils alternate hot-cold-hot-cold, and when I first touched it, my reflexes yanked my hand away because the nerves interpreted it as “so hot the ‘burned nerves’ feel cold”. Took a few attempts to be able to hold my hands there, and the sensation was very confusing. Would recommend+