It's not the band I hate, it's their fans.
Still pretty proud of my response to this.
I loved Marvel comics when I was a kid; I was a weird kid who didn’t get down with macho stuff, in part because of the general scene in my house & in part because I was scrawny and couldn’t really front like I was tough. In my tiny limited-to-my-personal-friends-and-surroundings comics scene, the idea that macho norm-enforcer types could be into comics would have come as a huge and deeply disappointing surprise; comics, in my mind, were for people who’d already begun to sense that, in the immortal words of Anti-Flag, “their system doesn’t work for you.”
I hope Marvel systematically “ruins” absolutely every one of their legacy characters forever, one after another, and then D.C. runs a Sgt. Rock miniseries where he renounces violence as a means of conflict resolution. May the grousing of the macho comics dudes ascend to Heaven forever and make an acceptable sacrifice unto Galactus
My poppies are blooming! And other things. Probably weeds.
Step 1: Place almonds (roasted or raw) in an electric food processor. Try not to fill it past the halfway mark. You’ll also want to make small batches because almond butter does spoil eventually, especially if you add things like sugar, chocolate, fruit, and other ingredients. Keep your almond…
Cool! I think I understand this process.