May he choke on his own flayed cock force fed to him… but he’s really quite the idiot. If he hadn’t fired the competent leaders of the military, he could have just asked them to pull the pre-made plans out of the file drawer. I don’t remember if it was at the end of bush’s term, or when Assange released documents, but there was a period where the fact was being talked about on everything from radio stations to the local pubs that the US had ‘just in case’ plans for many of their allies. I would also put money on most countries having vague guidelines and goals drawn up for emergencies where a dickhead in an allied country takes power.

It’s not just whether tap water is potable, it’s also about availability. My job gives us water in bottles because we’re mobile for 12 hours at a time, and nowhere near accessible water pipes. I guess I’m fucked.

The truth. Depending on the context they will either report how many military veterans they employ (so just tabulation that goes to a checkbox if they bid for a government contract), or it involves military benefits in some manner, which will quickly come back to haunt you if you ‘lied’ on application docs.

https://www.learningscientists.org/posters

They have some basic strategies to use there. My go to method is to create stories. I find studying to be intensely boring, and I will either zone out or just stop when it quickly gets boring. Stories, on the other hand, are exciting and fun. I definitely still have stories from twenty or thirty years ago bouncing around inside my head. Random snippets from reading books is where I get my large trove of trivia.

So for your medical terms, try creating stories that involve real world adjacent plots. Maybe the Kingdom of Aorta had a schism, and split into multiple factions vying for power. The Brachiocephalic lords went first, taking the right half of the kingdom with them, but the northern common carotids couldn’t find agreement with the subclavians on anything, so they went their separate ways. That sort of thing.

Mnemonics are amazing too. I don’t know a single person who didn’t find it easier to remember the cranial nerves after “Oh, oh, oh, to touch and feel a girl’s vagina, ah, heaven!” Or the adrenal glands’ “Salt, sugar, sex, the deeper you go, the sweeter it gets” for remembering your “go fuck rats” of the cortex’s layers. Obviously the ‘carnal’ things are easier to remember because they intrigue your mind in a more powerful association. That might just be me… but it does seem like the majority of us who are playing with other people’s bodies have good sex drives.

I think my favorite couch coop game was Resistance on playstation 3. Some friends had it and we spent an entire week blasting through the game. It had a lot of potential for fun, like when I meleed the enemy in the face, then my friend with a sniper rifle slowed time, aimed between my character’s arms for the recoiling head of the enemy and got the headshot.

The problem with the first (I haven’t played the second), was that it felt like a story game where you play through the story in one go, when it ultimately turned out to be an instance grinding game to get gear to progress.

I went in expecting dark souls with guns, but got the weird love child of world of warcraft and dark souls with a reset button to progress.

I love doing this, because two/three days later when I do laundry I find what I’ve been doing for the last few days as if I had kept a journal.

/cries_when_forgetting_to_check_pockets_prior_to_laundering

Those people don’t even care about that. If it massed up in a pile outside their house, but not in an area they used, they’d walk right past it every morning. Plus (to them, anyway), that wrapper won’t be there, because of wind/rain/wildlife. It’s out of sight, out of mind for them, and fuck anyone who has it end up in their area.

Squid. They’re much more social than octopodes. I for one welcome our new TEN tentacled overlords. Everyone knows ten tentacles is better than eight.

If there’s a jesus with powers in the first place, he could do the holy spirit thing that happened after his death where the apostles proselytized by speaking in languages they (previously) couldn’t to people who couldn’t understand the native tongue.

Sailboat, Caribbean, and all the food and sunsets in between as long as I can make it last. Maybe I’ll end it by heading straight at a hurricane, or maybe I’ll just try my luck at getting to Europe. It would be amazing to get to Gibraltar under sail from the Caribbean.