Three ordinary plebian objects that I will never choose to live without again:
Insightful decade-old blog posts from someone who's since disappeared off the Internet? Print, staple, fold. Academic articles on fiction-based religion that are murder to read in fifteen-minute increments on my desktop? Print, staple, fold. Some short comic that went out of print fifteen years ago, cannot be bought anymore, but got reposted online in a horribly inaccessible (yet high-res) way? Print, staple, fold! Need to go over my own work and edit multiple times? PRINT, STAPLE, FOLD! PRINT, STAPLE, FOLD!
My life is forever changed and improved. I live a life of riches and abundance, all thanks to maybe $30 and ransacking the closed-down Theology School for office supplies.
...oh shit I just realized I could print out a bunch of the old SBing experience database from twenty years ago and read and annotate at leisure! I could just print and bind all my stupid plural sources, organize them properly, and NEVER LOSE THEM AGAIN. I AM DRUNK WITH POWER.
Biff is sick of us complaining about having to do workarounds for anything longer than fifty pages, so he's considering learning how to stitch together book covers using scrap cardboard, rubber cement, and/or needle and thread. If he does indeed end up doing this, move over Elon Musk, because we are now the richest.
- Left-handed scissors
- Long-arm stapler
- A bone folder
Insightful decade-old blog posts from someone who's since disappeared off the Internet? Print, staple, fold. Academic articles on fiction-based religion that are murder to read in fifteen-minute increments on my desktop? Print, staple, fold. Some short comic that went out of print fifteen years ago, cannot be bought anymore, but got reposted online in a horribly inaccessible (yet high-res) way? Print, staple, fold! Need to go over my own work and edit multiple times? PRINT, STAPLE, FOLD! PRINT, STAPLE, FOLD!
My life is forever changed and improved. I live a life of riches and abundance, all thanks to maybe $30 and ransacking the closed-down Theology School for office supplies.
...oh shit I just realized I could print out a bunch of the old SBing experience database from twenty years ago and read and annotate at leisure! I could just print and bind all my stupid plural sources, organize them properly, and NEVER LOSE THEM AGAIN. I AM DRUNK WITH POWER.
Biff is sick of us complaining about having to do workarounds for anything longer than fifty pages, so he's considering learning how to stitch together book covers using scrap cardboard, rubber cement, and/or needle and thread. If he does indeed end up doing this, move over Elon Musk, because we are now the richest.