

I have a big old robe, flannel pajama pants, and slippers I wear around the house in the winter.
I have a big old robe, flannel pajama pants, and slippers I wear around the house in the winter.
65 F or 18.5 C. A little colder at night. It varies as my wife sleeps hot so it depends how warms she is feeling that evening.
Given the state of data harvesting I imagine purchasing a list of phone numbers associated with a given demographic is trivial.
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It was a simplistic grescale scenario devoid of unnecessary features. Think a simple and fast 3D render from the 90s or something. So everything was grescale, the person had no gender (or even features), and pushed a baseball sized sphere on a simple rectangular table made of indeterminate materials. Now I can picture something more detailed if required or desired but my mind focused on the mechanics of it all and kept details to a minimum. Asking for these details afterwards doesn’t generate them retroactively.
Just seeing that made the theme song pop into me head full force. Crazy how things can stick with you.