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Cite the deep magic to me witch. I 'member.


They’re admitting how dull they are.
Cats are most active and generally hunt in the early morning, pre-dawn, and evenings. The “lazy” male lions that he’s thinking of generally don’t do much hunting. Bears hibernate because the alternative is starvation. You know what squirrels do? They play. Like ALL THE FUCKING TIME. Everything a squirrel does seems to be a game from foraging to fucking. When I don’t see them playing, they’re sprawled out relaxing. I’d rather be a squirrel.


That’s an argument to be made, but I don’t believe that is true at all. Sending one car to check on the safety/welfare of one active threat seems an entirely reasonable balance of risk. An unverified active threat is not at all the same as a confirmed active threat. That should be obvious simply by the existence of “swatting” as a common term and act these days.
It is not the duty of police to protect people from eminent harm, they have argued this themselves in court. Their job is strictly punitive, again an argument they have made in court many times. They only pretend to “protect and serve” when it suits their agenda of justification for their over inflated budgets. This isn’t a public safety issue. It’s a class warfare issue.
The issue isn’t about what it can and can’t do, it’s that it is CONSTANTLY attempting to step in and “fix” my spreadsheet in bizarrely inane ways. Why won’t it give me the “shut up and stay the fuck out of my way” option? There is no option to remove or silence copilot. That damn thing follows my cursor like a ring wraith after Frodo. It has already fucked up more than one of my spreadsheets without asking or being asked. If I hadn’t been paying attention, I might not have caught the absolutely bat shit insane edits it was making to simple and correct functions I’d already entered. No, copilot you don’t know what I’m doing. Clippy was less intrusive.


Don’t worry. Time is a flat circle. What is old, is new again. Smart glasses will get smaller and more discreet packages and the kids will forget the original chunky look that meant “potential invasion of privacy”. I like what I like and I’m content to remain true to that until the merry-go-round of fashion comes back around again. Sometimes I may hop on a new trend and take the ride a bit, but it’s always my choice. Nostalgia is often used as a derogatory term by trendy/edgy people to feel superior about picking some style that is new to them. That fashion is almost always someone else’s “nostalgia”. Fashion is all just picking and choosing which spot on the nostalgia merry-go-round feels right for us in this moment.
I did that, but on the ride to school.


That’s just a taxi company with extra steps, extra wage theft, and fewer worker protections.
What’s wrong with spouse? Have people forgotten that thesaurus exist? Spouse is already gender neutral, literally means married partner, and doesn’t sound like a corporate speak buzzword to make the drones feel like family.


More like by design for an LTS release.
I want you to know how unwelcome your ideas and attitudes are.
If we block them we don’t see them and can’t downvote them, which is a tacit acceptance that these kinds of demeaning misogynistic comics are acceptable. They are not acceptable. I’m doing my very small part to make this place feel a little safer for others by downvoting instead of simply ignoring and accepting the hurtful things shared by you and your ignorant and disgusting ilk.


Clearly you’ve never listened to mathematicians talk about infinities. Things get weird when you try to develop concepts around the inconceivably large and small. If infinity is a thought terminating cliche from your perspective, my suggestion would be to change your perspective.


I’d like to see ideas like this make a comeback, hopefully with some modifications this time around to protect our privacy and resist corporate exploitation.
We used to use del.icio.us and other variants to do exactly this before browsers had profiles. Back then, its primary draw was that you could take your bookmarks with you anywhere to any machine (this being before that function was baked into browsers and before web browsers could be carried in your pocket). The secondary effect was that you’d share and tag those websites with your own categories/descriptors, thus crowdsourcing a new version of the old web’s link directories using Web 2.0. You could browse through symantic tag clouds to discover new things. Del.icio.us was for websites, but people were tagging and logging all of their favorite stuff and sharing it online so that like minded strangers could filled the gaps in their cultural awareness. We tagged our books with librarything. We tagged recipes with recipe thing. Audioscrobbler (later known as last.fm) logged our music listening to automate the tagging, not by direct symantic tagging, but by relational/temporal coincidence. If other people that listened to a lot of the stuff you listened to and they also listened to some other stuff you didn’t, those became recommendations for you. That kind of relational algorithm would survive the slow death of Web2.0 to become the backbone of recommendation services like Spotify and probably even TikTok.


You’ve re-invented fried rice.


My go to trick was to cook my oatmeal in a pot with a lid so that I could steam a whole egg along with it. Just have to watch that it didn’t boil so hard as to boil over. If you’ve got the 5 minute version of oatmeal, you’ll have a soft boiled egg at the end, which I’d peal and toss back on top of the oatmeal after mixing in the other stuff I liked such and brown sugar, milk, raisins, and walnuts. It was a meal guaranteed to keep me full until a late lunch.
Art, of a sort.
I personally don’t mind the reposts. What does offend me are the lies in the title text claiming ownership and originality.