Good luck with that, that requires a lot of conditioning to convince people used to total autonomy to suddenly be dependent on routes and rides.
Replying to @iAnonPatriot
Driving personal gasoline cars every day. In 50 years autonomous electric fleets and seamless transit will make solo gas-powered driving look as outdated as horse carriages do now.
I don't know whose daddy didnt give them enough shit, or which neighborhood bully skipped your house, but way to many of you are far to soft. A nerd from the 1980s could take most of yall out with his pocket protector.
I don't think I could ever stay in a Japanese apartment, it looks like an upscale prison cell. This room is where I sleep and relax, this hallway is where I cook my meals on this single electric burner, and attached here is this closet where I shit, shower, and shave...
I think we need a warning label for long posts. I'm down to click more for another sentence or two, not a 16 page essay.
Since everyone loves meat pics, here is some Char Siu Rabbit (ウサギ肉のチャーシュー). First attempt, fingers crossed.
We don't want you silenced, we want you deported. You can say whatever you want as long as you're gone.
Seems like a lot of people got triggered by this, I found this handy diagram for the mentally challenged.
Replying to @UziCryptoo
For fucks sake its a closed loop system, they just top off the tanks as water evaporates. And you know what happens to evaporated water? It returns to the form of rain. No fucking water is leaving the planet, its not going anywhere.
There used to be am unspoken rule for men that when a female was crying you held her, or at the least offered a shoulder. Didn't matter if it was a friend, coworker, sister, mother, or neighbor. Is this still a thing in the age of uber consent or do we just let them stand there and cry now? Asking for a friend.
Nightmare before Christmas is nothing but a trauma dump of a loser who couldn't be the happy cool guy.
For today's adventure in ancient media, I'm watching Earnest Scared Stupid with my 4yr old. Wish me luck.
Thos can't be shared enough.
Dear @AmazonMGMStudio & @PrimeVideo,
What you have chosen to do with Stargate is a horrible decision.
You greenlit a show made by the original writers and including original actors, continuing the original story while adding new content to it.
The fans were elated. Then you suddenly say "it caters to the fans too much, the fans will like it too much." And you cancel it.
Then you ignore the fans for 4 months. Completely ignored everything. Stargate went HUGE after that news.
Then you pick a woman with no ties to the IP at all. No history, no love, nothing. And you reboot it.
Why? Why are you hitting the fans so hard? Why are you doing this?
We don't want a reboot. We dont want what you want. You work for us, remember?
We pay you. Yet you ignore the entire audience and spit in its face. With a smile.
How dare you. Seriously. How freaking dare you.
Literally every single IP in all of creation has been hijacked by activists and destroyed.
Stargate was all that was left.
"There's no agenda!" Yeah, right.
There's definitely an agenda.
Congratulations, @AmazonMGMStudio. You successfully gave an entire fanbase the biggest middle finger ever.
We get it.
Message received.
Do we have an idea how long its going to take before SpaceX mobile is on the market? Im so excited to switch I want a countdown timer.
Can we stop pretending stock options improve a comp package? If anything it deteriorates it. You literally have to take from the base or bonus to buy in. Now RSU's, those actually improve a package.
Tonight I have learned how wild time is. I was somehow to young and now to old to participate in breakdancing.
I've also learned that apparently asian folks are the masters at it and neither black nor white folks stand a chance.
Highlight of my evening.
Apparently some ketchup was spilled on the kitchen floor at dinner and went unnoticed.
Later everyones in the kitchen getting ready to go to bed.
4yr old comes running in and then yells "EWE!", shows her foot with the now discovered ketchup.
"Ewe! whats that" she asks, to which I reply quite seriously, "tis the blood of my enemies."
With a look of relief she looks up at me and says "are you sure daddy?"
At which point my wife and I fold over laughing, no darling we are not sacrificing our enemies in the kitchen. Its just ketchup.










