And the synthesizers in the eighties were nothing like moogs

Irrelevant I guess. I was casually reliving a memory from when I was a child, but there's always got to be a pedant to further solidify my general withdrawal from society because I'm clearly not satisfactorily intelligent enough for it.

They existed and were more of a new wave instrument at the time, but not heavily used in rock like that.

I was unaware of Brownsville Station when I was eleven.

Sorry to have failed your class professor.

We couldn't all be Jack Black in high fidelity at that age.

I believe I was in sixth grade when that album came out.

First of all, it used a whole lot of synthesizers, which were pretty new technology at the time, and I felt like I was living in the future when I heard it.

As to the album cover, it somehow didn't register with my that it was a baby smoking.

Rather, it made me think of teenagers smoking in the high school bathroom.

Motley Crue's Smokin in the Boys Room came out a year later, so I don't think that influenced my mental image.

Combination of being salaried plus industry culture.

It's been years since I've eaten food away from my desk. And God forbid I should forget to bring food and need to run downstairs for sixteen seconds to purchase something. That's truly one of the seven deadly sins.

The entire scam of unlimited PTO is that the company doesn't have to pay out any unused time when you leave.

It certainly doesn't increase the time off you get while still at the company. Studies show people take less time when it's unlimited.

Fucking Adobe PDF is becoming damn near unusable because of this. Frustrating because I absolutely have to use it all day every day.

I believe that's the European Union free trade zone for bidets and electric kettles. Metric cash only, please.

I don't know. Some people who experience abuse and escape it become far worse abusers when they're in position to do so.

Go choke on a two ounce kinder egg

Wizardry was great. I'll never understand how I lived in one of those ultra religious eighties homes that wouldn't let me play D&D but wizardry, Ultima, and bards tale were just fine.

I mean to tell you that I'm that regular. Once in the morning and I'm done until tomorrow.

And yes, I wash my body every single day. Are you telling me the paragon of asshole cleanliness that is Europeans doesn't?

God Europeans are so eager so shit on all of us. Is it the orange monkey we elected? Is that what did it?