Turns out I was originally right about the era, but severely wrong about the genre. Somehow your mention of 60s psychedelic made me think of Type O Negative (I dunno how), which lead me to the right song. I’ve edited the details into the original post.

Yes, it very well could be. I may be completely off with my leaning towards a grunge tone and groove, possibly because the motif fits very well over the Come as You Are riff.

If it is in fact something from the area you describe, the pool of possible artists is very limited as it’s not a genre I normally listen to. Clapton could be it, but the only song I’ve listened to a lot is Cocaine, and that’s definitely it.

About the tone, it could be a very high gain one with boosted mids and dropped lows. I also want to say it’s intentionally slightly out of tune.

If it is indeed that 60s or 70s, it would most likely be Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Beatles, Rolling Stones, or something influenced by those.

Not the one. But I’m not outruling that it could be the right band.

Six hours at Heathrow due to snow. The delay wasn’t too bad, but the airport is. I’ve been to more airports in the world than I can count (must be in the hundreds), and Heathrow is one of my least favorite.

And at that point I was a big smoker, and once you’re past the security checkpoint, you’re unable to leave.

I befriended an Irishman named Fergus (He was from Galway, IIRC), as well as a Canadian couple who were in the same situation, and we used all the food vouchers we got from the airline on alcohol. In my case it was s a coping method for my nicotine cravings, and I ended up completely sandblasted. I have a vague memory of “walking” through the boarding gate when it was finally time, and then my memory is cut off. I awoke in the right airport upon touchdown, though.

And the delay was made so much worse because the amount of snow that shut down Heathrow was next to nothing. My regional airport has several times more and it doesn’t cause any issues.

O like to replicate a working procedure as closely as possible, but It’s small and (probably) inconsequential enough that I think of it more as sub-par-stition

Labour. They’re the kind of boring I want in politics, and they’re the ones closest aligned with parts of my conglomerated ideology. Plus while I was initially sceptical of the ability of Støre to lead, he has turned out alright.

I’m sure brand also plays a role. The three adhesives I use the most, both at home and at work are superglue, epoxy, and threadlocker. And I always use Locktite brand for all three (well, 7 if you count the different strengths of threadlock)

It’s mostly automated exploit finders looking for low hanging fruit. fail2ban and up to date software is your friend.

Fluent enough that Americans think I’m Canadian, Canadians think I’m British, and brits think I’m Texan.

HR. I don’t like people, and I don’t care about corporate affairs.

Having the Spanish show up with armor, horses, and some weird book naturally has a detrimental effect on your mythology.

We don’t know. We lost them.

Same, but I started buying larger ones after it stopped going bad due to the fridge. Most toy repair in my household are usually done with superglue, epoxy, or solder, all of which last forever here. And failihg those, printing a new part is usually an option here.

Use a car with heavier rear end than the cop car front end.

Haven’t tried the cap less ones, but wouldn’t surprise me if it also works, at least to a limited degree. Super glue cures because of the moisture in the air, and cold environments are very poor at holding moisture.

Bonus nugget: Store it in the door, next to the mayonnaise. It may not matter, but that’s what I (happen to) do, and it works like a charm.

Storing superglue in the fridge. Those tiny packs now actually last until I’ve used it all.

It’s pretty dangerous, yes. But since moose are so tall, you usually hit the legs, and thr beast comes in through the windshield. Duck, and it’ll pass over you. However, they might then start to flail and kick you from the backseat out of panic.

I grew up far from it, in a vastly different terrain and climate, and I’ve lived here kost of my life. But I remember having a cartoon book as a kid that depicted a house in a swamp (I think it may have been one of the books about The Woozles), and the memory resurfaced when I had to drive from Houston TX to Galliano LA. It was swampy to say the least. Many of my fellow countrymen have accidentally hit a moose while driving. I’m the only one I know who has run over an alligator.

Louisiana?