johnnyenzyme@piefed.social

~12Kyrs ago of course, when it all started to go gonzo.

Could tell us so much about how things started, why, and what the long-term implications were.

12Kyrs ago is the dawn of the Neolithic and Agricultural Revolutions, to be clear. Before that we’d lived as hunter-gather tribe & clan types for around 300Kyrs at least.

don’t try to disguise it as something with a well-balanced nutritional profile. 😄

Oh god, what’s that Broadway hit… The Impossible Dream, or whatever?

Still, tho– I think you kinda put your finger on the pulse of it, via ‘the bread.’

Oh gosh, Auntie Anne’s, that’s right!
(could also read “Anti-Anne’s,” meaning lowkey disappointing pretzels?) XD

Myeh, I don’t want to be all stupid-ass ‘gatekeeping’ here. BUT:
Anon, you just described the perfect cheesesteak in your earlier comments. That is the common FORMULA, oh yeah.

Now for whatever reasons, people all across the nation and all across the world somehow just can’t manage to follow the basic directions… like… EVER!

Now I SUPPOSE there are wilder things I’ve seen in my life, however…

And you have to say water like “wooder” to keep it proper.

“Crick” for creek, “earl” for oil … takes me back. I just looked up a couple more and some sources are saying dentist was also pronounced “Dennis,” apparently(!) Haha, I don’t remember that one.

I feel both of those have become US foods now though. They seem pretty popular in a lot of places.

Well, nominally… or to extent, yeah. But not unlike a proper cheesesteak, I find that they need to be made fresh and locally for best taste. For example, going to the freezer section and buying water ice and soft pretzels is invariably disappointing. And for me it’s been decades, but the last time I tried making homemade pretzels, they were a crushing disappointment. I believe that’s because the dough is prepared to fairly tight standards which you really need to get right for best ‘Philly’-style results.

Last time I was at 30th Street Station (which was years ago) I remember a popular stand called…. “Anne’s Pretzels” or something like that with a blue logo. I thought to myself “great! they’re right in the heart of Philly, so they can’t possibly screw up a soft pretzel. Err, nnnnnnope! 😅

My granpop could speak PA Dutch with the Amish

Hmm, I wonder how far back you have to go before PA Dutch and German Deutsch were co-intelligible… 🤔

Most divisive is scrapple

Hah, that takes me back.
I was kind of surprised when I had it as a kid, as it didn’t really taste like hot dogs nor sausage, and oddly tasted more like a hashbrown-variant with some kind of pleasant, mystery seasoning. But after I took my first nutrition course in college, that was the end of my scrapple days. :P

Hmm, so you’re Pennsylvania Dutch it kinda sounds like?

Btw for the Philly area, I also want to add two favorites: soft pretzels & water ice. Total junk food really, but surprisingly tasty. Soft pretzels themselves are actually kind of odd, since they’re not unlike eating half-baked bread, but with a vaguely crusty outer layer, salt crystals, and hopefully stone ground mustard. They really shouldn’t taste as good as they do.

In Gamesters of Triskelion he’s featured rather prominently. Mirror, Mirror is a great one because he gets to really cut loose.

As a fan of Shatner (warts and all), I love that. 😄

Yes. I still play games for the Atari 2600 sometimes, especially with all the new user-made content coming out. What was that considered… 2nd gen? (ditto for the C64, a semi-console)

Also a few Super-Nintendo Chalmers titles, which I guess would be 4th gen? That was almost the perfect era to me, because the mix of memory, graphics and CPU were perfectly sufficient to pull off any number of good, fundamental games.

Better graphics were never really needed via later consoles IMO… except when it came to FPS-type games. One of the few arguments for more pixels and color depth, but obviously I date myself. XD

I’ve always felt the pull of the arts, directly flowing from my mother, a professional photog and hobbyist artist (oil, watercolor, pastels, etc).

Me, I absolutely suck at math, but one time I managed to construct a nicely-fitting-together wooden dice box for my AD&D needs. It was embossed with a piece of thick leather, in which I designed a picture of a noble stag (deer). Now, I think the impetus upon all that came from a short workshop I was attending, but the instructor was blown way by how much farther I’d taken things than everyone else.

At first I was like Scooby Doo– "ruh..??", but it later hit me– my mom had unintentionally gotten me started upon fine arts, and it somehow resonated with my DNA. Or something like that.

Anyway, yeah, I used that dicebox faithfully over the years, and of course eventually lost it in a major house move. 😅

IME “just be yourself” sometimes works, and sometimes it doesn’t, ditto for “faking it until… whatever.”

What I’ve found is that mixing the two in proportion to what the needs of the situation are is in fact how people commonly handle such situations. I don’t know how the fluff two such extremist pieces of advice got started, but I suppose they have their uses at times.

Good one though, and I love how you dismantle the usual advice-givers. 😄

Personal data-harvesting alert.

FASCINATING, thank you, mate. <3

I’ll need to re-read that like 5x to absorb the full meaning, but yeah– the whole concept of discrete divisional bands upon genetics, sorted in to species, genus, family was always sort of a Linnean convenience and conceit, for sure.

“Clades” of course does some heavy-lifting in a bunch of these cases, but it does seem like… um, overall hard definitions upon genetics and DNA distinctions can be sort of convenience-mechanisms meant for doofuses like me, and not really all that representational about best, appropriate science.

Hahaha, trying to keep a foot in both worlds, and likely failing hard. XD

Would love to see this summarized or excerpted. Most of my internet’s down right now.

Detoxified link:
https://antifandom.com/memory-alpha/wiki/Daniel_Davis

And not to gatekeep or anything, but the guy’s simulated Brit accent was… well, not quite as bad as Dick Van Dyke’s, lol.