How many fucking letters can I use? I’m sick of editing this shit, just fucking accept the bio, damn.

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Cake day: October 14th, 2023

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  • As the population of people raised on the internet increases, you’ll see far more anger responses to the idea that being raised on the internet is bad for you.

    Nobody wants to believe they might not have done it right.

    That being said, kids generally do dumb things, and your initial comment seems a bit harsh for something as silly as rizz tag.




  • Not wanting unnecessary “features“ that are just thinly veiled spyware that overcomplicate every aspect of driving is not a boomer opinion. Wanting buttons you can feel without looking for instead of a giant screen that has automatic updates and needs to have access to your cellphone for basic functionality is not a boomer opinion.

    Knowing that tacking voice activation onto every ‘smart’ device, including vehicles, is just an excuse for companies to record everything you say for their shitty marketing isn’t a boomer opinion.

    In my experience doing tech work, boomers love that shit and fall for all of it, and it all fucks up in some way much more quickly than should be allowed.






  • I’m a 6’5 reasonably muscular male running two offices entirely staffed by women, except for two gay guys. There’s no masculine competition, which is nice, and communication is much more personal. Due to my strict rule of not considering any of my coworkers potential partners, I make sure I’m as supportive as possible without being threatening to any of the girls or their respective partners. It’s very interesting seeing how patients act towards me vs the other workers. They seem to treat me as an authority figure, and take what I say at face value, even if I’m just confirming what one of the women already told them. The girls have to convince patients they’re professional and not jerking them around, where I can just state something and they’ll believe me. I’m viewed as a scientist, and the women are viewed as salesmen or interns.

    I mentioned my stature earlier, because it’s led to me being the office protector. I will defuse situations, defend my workers, and even fire patients if they offend anyone else in the office. If a rep for a company talks down to any of the women, or only wants to speak to me, I won’t do business with them.

    Ive hired men before, but they never last. They either make the girls uncomfortable, try to start relationships, or try to butt heads with me as if they hold authority over anyone else. It’s very easy to see how someone with less feministic views could easily take advantage of the situation I’m in.

    Edit: they’re always fucking cold though. 73 degrees is not fucking cold Donna. I’m wearing a suit. Put on a sweater.



  • I would like a gun, but not that gun. Gunpowder has been around a long time. Something simple and robust with a long barrel like a mosin could be modified to work as a rifled flintlock if cased ammunition is too hard to replicate. People made some pretty intricate metalwork though, if you happen to be in a place near a jeweler, you might be able to get some cases made.

    Maybe have a blacksmith reverse engineer a rifle, get some folks behind you and overthrow some lords. Kill the old money, set up a government for the people, keep manufacturing as many simple rifles as possible, sail to america and give them to the natives and tell them to shoot at boats before they get too close.

    Problem is, I don’t speak any of the useful languages. So maybe the Moog and ten bottles of cinnamon would be better. At least I could entertain myself until I die of dysentery.

    Motorcycle and Moog. The motorcycle will take me to a forest, and then the parts can be useful for making sharp stuff or tying things or starting fires and I’ll just camp forever and play rad tunes. Make a cart with the motorcycle wheels to carry animals or foraged supplies, build a cabin and just tinker forever.

    Might get lonely out there. Should probably try to pick up chicks before my hog runs outta crank.

    Edit: wait how do I carry a keyboard on a motorcycle








  • They’re little bits of debris and fibrous points in the gel matrix of your eye. They don’t go away ever, but they float to a part of your eye you don’t pay as much attention to. They tend to “go away” in people who consistently sleep on the same side. If you’re a back sleeper, or move around a lot, they tend to stick near your macula (your main focal point).

    When I run ocular scans on people I can see them drifting around. They’re not a problem unless they’re dense or dark, then they might be blood due to a retinal tear or diabetic retinopathy.



  • As a Semi pro, I run Metabo HPT for power tools and beat the hell out of them and get free batteries. Never had a tool or battery die in several years.

    For groundskeeping I go with worx. They’re great but aftermarket batteries suck ass.

    Any plug in tools that aren’t antiques are rigid, their warranty is nuts, and their mitre saw has the widest range of any I’ve ever used. Plus free service and parts for life.

    My coworker runs Milwaukee, lots of variety, but he’s had two drills and three batteries die in 3 years of basic use, so I’m not sure if I trust them wholly. The packout is nice, but there are better options out there for portable tool chests now, like flex and toughbuilt.

    I know a few pros who switched to flex tools and swear by them, but they’re too fresh to market to know for sure, although the company has been around forever supposedly.