I will begin handling an Impossible Landscapes Delta Green campaign next weekend.

I’m also considering getting back into lifting weights. I used to powerlift, but I suffered an intercostal tear in my late 20s. Recovery started a domino effect, and I haven’t really picked anything up over 50 pounds in like 6 or 7 years 😒

They meant 24 metric hours.

I think I can speak for everyone that this would be the ideal arrangement.

I’m a light sleeper with a loud mind, as well, so this kind of thing has always been a problem for me. The two main things I find helpful may not do the trick for you, but here goes:

First, trying to force myself back to sleep always just ramps my brain up worse and makes it more difficult than it already was to fall back asleep. I stopped trying to force the issue, which has counterintuitively sped up the time it takes me to fall back asleep. I don’t get up or engage my mind with anything significant, but if I’m awake, I’ll put soft music on my earbuds or scroll on my phone set to the dimmest setting. I may not fall back to sleep immediately, but I’ve found that lowering the pressure on myself to fall back asleep makes it happen more readily than when I spend 2 hours and 45 minutes being like “if I fall asleep right now, I can still get another 3 hours. go to sleep. fall asleep. sleep will happen… now!”

Second, I’ve increased my oversell magnesium intake. I know you said no substances, but I feel like this is different. There have been a few studies–popular science type stuff, nothing peer reviewed that I know of–indicating that magnesium improves sleep quality and the ability to return to sleep if woken up. Might be the placebo effect, but I don’t care because I’ve noticed an improvement.

Sorry you have to deal with this flavor of insomnia, too. Super sucks.

When I’m really stressed out, I’ll put on repetitive beep boop music and draw floor plans on graph paper.

Jokes aside, I would murder a coworker with my bare hands on the third instance of this.

My party takes a lot of extra damage in encounters with both animals and people. We’ll just absorb animal attacks while focusing on their handlers in the hope that killing them will cause the critters to disengage.

I’m troubled by the way they’re holding that coffee cup. Their hand doesn’t look like it has adequate purchase on the thing, and even if it does, the cup is going to slide off the saucer if tipped much further. We’re witnessing an avoidable mess in the making.

PET THE GODDAMN DOG.

A hail damaged car that was totaled out by the previous owner’s insurance, making it technically a salvage title vehicle.

Late model vehicles tend to be readily totaled out since body work is so expensive. Insurance companies don’t want to dump >30% value of the car into repairing cosmetic damage, put it back on the road, and then risk having to throw more money at the same vehicle again if another incident happens. They’d rather cut their losses, replace the car totally for their client, and then get what they can out of the damaged car at auction.

In mid-summer, after thunderstorm season, you can even get totaled dealership cars with like 70 miles on them. Mechanically pristine, but cosmetically banged to hell.

Back in the day, you could get them at nearly half their sticker price. Nowadays, it’s not that cheap, but they’re still a great deal and I swear by them.

I’ve bought hail vehicles exclusively for about 15 years. The savings aren’t what they used to be in the current used car market, but you can still save a solid 20% on the price of the car.

I’ve been able to own lower mile/better quality/higher trim cars that I otherwise wouldn’t have been able to afford by doing this.

Sacks.

This is an urban legend and shame on OP for perpetuating it. The only verifiable instances of open source operating systems found in Halloween candy were installed by the children’s parents themselves.

You become unstoppable when you acquire a Paramount Group Marauder and then decide not to stop because you’re driving a very robust vehicle that few things have the capacity to stop.

I’m not arguing against your lovely sentiment, because people should respect the significance of human remains and grave goods much more than they do, and some measure of dignity is better than none.

But if The Art Institute of Chicago, which “acquired” Paankhenamun in 1910, really cared about this dead man being respected, they could make efforts to repatriate his remains to the place he lived and where his loved ones chose to inter him.

I will be aware of no such thing.

This used to actually be a trick for a certain kind of staffing agency.

Not sure if it’s still true, but when I was in my teens and twenties, there was a type of agency that would only place people they thought would have few other options once hired. They were known for trapping people kinda at the end of the line in positions where they had to eat a lot of shit, but the pay would be just a liiiittle too good tobup and quit.

They’d never hire you if you seemed put together. The trick was to have a small swig of something smelly–gin or bourbon–just before your interview.

That got me a couple of really nice paying forklift driving gigs. The trade-off was they were always for awful companies to work for long-term.

Grain entrapment is scary.

I like it!

The Redfin listing has a couple photos that aren’t on the Zillow one.