Lmao, thanks for saving me a click.

Perhaps harvesting the guano is where the Wayne family wealth truly comes from.

Yeah fam, “fam” is hella lit.

Naw fam, gotta get that GPS in braille form
/s

Awesome project; super easy to set up the streams in VLC for anyone curious about that.

you could stand up and fight for that

For best results, do not do spontaneously (that is, go grab some friends and coworkers before attempting to take on a big business)

I don’t think I get what you mean when you say “Walled Garden” in this context. Can you elaborate?

Interesting. Ugh, I feel the need to go peek at it now, but I also expect to really not like it. Oh well, here goes.

Yeah, I’m not a fan of the microblog format, but I’m pretty sure everyone here is going to agree that Mastodon is the superior Twitter replacement.

Oh no, now we have to ban them all?? What a shame!

/s

Yeah, its like someone tried to convert a Toyota pickup into a 2-door jeep.

I’m actually really down with this concept.

Sorry, was definitely reading this 90% asleep as I rolled out of bed. Thanks for the extra link anyway.

Can you pass a link?

Yeah, I can’t get enough of them. I literally have my colonists buy it all when capybara meat is in stock.

#JustRimworldVibes

The dude is my wife’s gay best friend for life.

In our early days of me dating my now wife, dude was my wife’s roommate. The two of them moved to a larger apartment to better accommodate two people and pets. Guy almost immediately quit his job and stopped paying rent. He contributed nothing to the household (didn’t cook or clean) while also feeding the cat enough treats to make it obese (something that is having follow on consequences years later). He also didn’t eat home cooking, and racked up a massive debt by eating McDonalds almost daily.

His above actions left my now-wife with a drained bank account and in a horrible mental wellness condition. She needed to travel for work, and so as she left, he moved in with his “big farming daddy” on the other coast and I had hoped he was going to be out of our lives forever.

Apparently that relationship didn’t work for him. So he moved back to his parent’s place where he struggled to keep a job. After ~2 years of no job or education/training, he was eventually kicked out of his parent’s place.

And so right as my wife and I finally have a stable working situation with our careers that we could make work for the next 25-ish year (read as: to a slightly early retirement), ol’ boy shows up on our doorstep with <24 hours notice saying he needs a place to stay while he “attends college”…in one of the most expensive areas to live in the U.S…“just out of coincidence”

He is the same age as I am, and I’m having to take my ass who worked through a STEM college degree, a military enlistment, and YEARS of network building to build a stable life for me and my wife and put it on hold for him. We had hopes of an early retirement that are being postponed to ensure this leech has money for gas and food to eat in campus.

So yeah, I hate that bastard. But he’s my wife’s friend and is reasonably charismatic, so no one “gets what my beef with him is”.

Ads appearing as messages in the inbox? Pretty sure Gmail is on the way out too.

As a “non-foot” person, my rationalization: seeing people with bare feet isn’t typical. Usually, when you do see a barefooted person, its in an intimate or very personal setting and so your brain gets those vibes from seeing feet.

Why dirty / smelly / gross feet appeal to people will forever be beyond me.

Neat. I didn’t know any services like this existed.

Should I be wary of using this while logged in to my Microsoft account?

You’re right, none need to go…

…but most people are too tech illiterate to even know there’s an option outside windows. Hell, I dated a girl who though windows was the operating system on apple devices (she used the term windows and operating system interchangeably)

Maybe they should have just gone all in and named it Titan after that one famous boat.

Can’t remember what that boat was so famous for tho /s