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So I have some old paint I need to get rid of. It's oil based, so I can't just dry out the cans like with latex.
I dig around on the King County website in order to figure out what I should do with said cans. They have various discussions about HAZMAT and disposing of materials that could cause illness, brain damage, and death. (or all of the above)
I find that the closest one to my house is the Factoria Transfer Station
Clicking on the map to get directions I do a slight double take. Wait a second.. this map looks familiar. Hmmm... when I was helping with Paizocon I remember looking up the Paizo offices.. Oh my... Very close, less then a mile even. Wafting distance....
Hmmm.... :-)
Easest way to get rid of oil-based paint? Mix it all together and paint something with it (even as a primer).
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I've often wondered why my meatbody is looking more and more like my messageboard avatar. I've never put two and two together before, but now it's starting to make sense.
I guess that also explains the small, telepathic gentleman growing out of my torso.
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Clicking on the map to get directions I do a slight double take. Wait a second.. this map looks familiar. Hmmm... when I was helping with Paizocon I remember looking up the Paizo offices.. Oh my... Very close, less then a mile even. Wafting distance....
Hmmm.... :-)
Having to wear NBC suits to work every day does tend to slow things down a little. No wonder we're a little behind around here. ;)
I guess that also explains the small, telepathic gentleman growing out of my torso.
Rock! I always wanted one of those.
Whatcha gonna name him?
You see what happens of not wearing your protective eye-wear while editing at Paizo? You get toxic chemicals in your eyes and have to wear a black ribbon on your face, that's what!
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Director of Sales
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Whatcha gonna name him?
Name him? Name him? I wouldn't dare give him a name. I mean... I'm sure that he calls himself something, but every time I try to strike up a conversation, he just glares at me and goes back to doing whatever it is that he's doing.
I'm just left wondering... What's he building in there?
Mini Me? :P
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Good news! I managed to dump off my paint with this guy and make a clean get away.
I even waved at the glowing Paizo offices on my way through. You really ought to do something about all that five-leaf clover in the front...
Name him? Name him? I wouldn't dare give him a name. I mean... I'm sure that he calls himself something, but every time I try to strike up a conversation, he just glares at me and goes back to doing whatever it is that he's doing.
He told me his name was Cosmo-lito when Cosmo was on the phone one day.
