I did the same for a while before the Stalker nerd in my lizard brain bought an AI-2 aid kit, gutted it, and converted it into a personal aid kit.

Okay but I’m gonna name my band “The Hairy Milk Experience.”

Insert relevant Technology Connections video here.

It’s made of glögg.

Good friends, good music, good vibes, and good weed.

The Xerox Alto was 1973 and had a color GUI interface more than a decade before Apple or Microsoft had for their OSs.

Also it cost $32,000 in 1973 and was both computer, monitor, and desk all in one.

YOU SAY THAT - and are totally right - but that does bring back that memory I’ve got of seeing an utterly disgusting beer brewing kit being sold in the box for $10. The entire store smelled like decay.

YEP.

I’m the same way, actually.

I know I’ve seen that coined as an online law in the vein as Murphys Law, with a name attached to it, but A) I don’t remember it and made a name up for the bit, and 2: That was prolly made up as well which only compounds the joke.

British English term for wrenches.

Ahh, Morrigan’s Law. Fastest way to get answers online is to make a false claim. People will correct you swiftly.

Just for gits 'n shiggles or something along the lines?

Corrected, thanks.

Unrelated, but genuine curiosity - Why the usage of the thorn eth rather than spelling the word “the” out? Ain’t bothered by it or nothin’, just interesting to see out in the wild online!

I’ll throw RRR onto the international pile since it’s the kinda film that feels like the greatest movie ever while you’re watching it.

Just contributed myself, and subbed. Always looking for a good jam after a good smoke.

Find a stoner buddy whose autistic special interest is music and music history. You’ll have endless recommendations for cool shit.

Source: One of my best mates’ autistic special interest is music and music history.

As for me personally, I like looking up music and genres specific to local areas, particularly those from other cultures. Afrobeat’s been big on my mind ever since I discovered it, and I’ve been having good luck searching through old Zamrock albums.

Iunno man, just a skinge of Brasso and them breats are pearly shiny 'n blindingly incandescent.

Wishing you the best of luck regardless, mate. You aren’t alone in this.