Screwthehole

Haven't watched in 20 yrs.

Clockwork orange, on the other hand I watch every couple yrs

Thanks!

Who is top left?

Civilization 1.

I book service calls (repairs). Between calls and especially using my hands free while driving between service calls, I return phone calls and texts. When I get where I'm going, if I'm ever early, I respond to emails or place calls. If I finish a thing early or ever have to wait for people, I return texts calls and emails while waiting.

Ive also aced driving distance between places in the city where I work so I'm able to build a solid schedule without running behind.

At night, to clear my head, I schedule a bunch of texts and emails to send off first thing in the morning. Gives the impression I'm working even though I'm probably still asleep.

Time management.

Ive become a fucking pro at squeezing as many tasks into a day as I possibly can. I frequently get told they have no idea how I keep on top of things. I basically work 2 and a half full time jobs for people at the same company, and I accomplish it by overlapping my time and billing per item not per hour

Mmmm beer

I make this copycat ravioli from a restaurant I love.

Find some butternut squash or pumpkin stuffed ravioli. Fresh sage. Aleppo chili spice, some jumbo shrimp, and garlic mince or chopped fresh (like 3-4 bulbs).

Melt butter in your pan, fry up the sage. Set aside.

Boil your water for pasta. More butter to pan, cook the shrimp. When both sides are pink it's done, don't turn them to rubber by over cooking. Set aside and rinse out your pan.

Boil the pasta and when it's half done, more butter in the pan. Medium to high heat, it's called brown butter sauce. You stir and let the butter fry until frothy. Add garlic and Aleppo at the end. I sometimes add a dab of truffle oil at the end too, depending on taste and if I have it.

Drain pasta and stir in sauce. Plate, and top with shrimp and sage. Tiny pinch of truffle salt on top if you've got it, or pink salt if not.

It's fucking delicious.

Ya rent from who? Someone still fucking owns everything. "You can just rent it!" says the guy who fucking owns it. Fuck that.

Why do you have to steal a credit card to do this?

Don't worry he has it already. You can tell by the millennial tone.

I really really want to know what my kids generation is called. Post z - born in like 2017. What's that gen?