One of my favorite aspects of the Borderlands series (I played all of them single-player) is that they didn’t make me feel lonely.

The atmosphere is very lonely, but there’s always some radio chatter or cooky interaction that manages to lighten things.

That’s basically what Graveyard looks like when I arrive at 06:15.

Lidia taught me that

This is making me chuckle, because I just did this last night for a dinner party. It was a hell of a lot of pasta for 7. I kept it moving, even in my big stock pot. Only a few strands stuck to the bottom. We have leftovers.

I usually cook a quarter of that for the two of us, sometimes half if I want to eat for a couple of days.

2lbs/1 kg is a lot.

That’s one odd star.

Worse, they fall to 83rd for life expectancy at age 65. That’s what really counts for most of us.

Weeeleeeee-bebldebeep Shhhhhhhhh WawaaaaaaaaaWawaaaaaaaaa

Backup for a stuck rudder.

There’s one on each side of the plane, of course, but it’s for redundancy only, as the Auxiliary Steering System can be used in forward or reverse, allowing one unit to rotate the plane to both port and starboard.

I don’t remember which, but one of the Southeast Asian countries had to do this, but failed to change their bus fleet, so now you sometimes have to exit into traffic.