Eh, more like Trekkies are techies. I would consider myself somewhat of a techie, definitely nerdy, and very much into sci-fi, but I really don’t give a shit about Star Trek. I’ve seen a lot of it, just because I’ve had a couple girlfriends that really enjoyed it, but otherwise I probably wouldn’t have watched any after my childhood.
Now, if HBO were to do a hard R version, I’d probably get into it.
Dude. This is 2023. I’m sure they’ve already got a translator app that flips the words for them.
Probably Excited Delirium
But now he’s pissed off too.
You really need to read more and gain yourself some perspective on the way corporations are now structured to drain any and all value from users/customers and funnel it to (mainly the majority) shareholders, using any tactics that they Believe they can legally get away with. This includes lobbying (re: bribery) for legislation and/or legal decisions that work in their favor.
They’ll just start releasing one episode a week.
Please do, for your own sakes! It looks like you pulled them off an old fencepost. I personally wouldn’t use mineral oil, I use coconut oil on all of our wood utensils, but I suppose it’s personal preference. Or, better yet, get some stainless steel or fiberglass ones that you can throw in the dishwasher.
Fucking spot on, as usual.
Linkypoo for those of us who might want one too?
Killing people is apparently 100% legal in the US as long as you use a car to do it are politically connected. Same as 90% of other countries, unfortunately.
What does all of this mean?
Huh?
At least in the US, funeral directors are often also embalmers.
Came here to say deathcare. Especially those without a degree or license.
Why the fuck would you hang out at WinCo foods in the middle of the night. Just get a fucking graveyard shift job.
Don’t get a jeep! Ours developed a heart defect 2 weeks before we paid it off. Turns out, it’s a known issue that Jeep just doesn’t care about addressing because “loyal” owners will just replace it (meaning the whole engine), and often do.
Cocaine. A red flag being your heart beating itself to death inside your chest.
I saw something weird like that in Portland once…
This was almost 10 years back, but it’s still fairly vivid in my mind due to the apparent mysteriousness of the sighting.
It was a weekday morning, probably around 8, and I was driving home after my regular shift at the mortuary. There was a man walking on the sidewalk of a busy street in an upper-middle class neighborhood. He kinda stuck out because his outfit looked to be of high quality, expensive pieces, which kind of drew the eye, yet he also looked like a straight up Bond villain, with black pants, a black, leather, car coat type jacket, rolled-up stocking cap, and leather gloves, all topped off with Eastern European features on a serious looking face. He was also carrying full-size bolt cutters, which were tucked upwards under one arm, like he was trying to casually conceal them and hope no one noticed.
I obviously don’t know why he was carrying bolt cutters down the street like that, but I figured parking sucks in PDX, and maybe he got stuck with a shitty spot around the block from where he was either delivering a much-need tool to a friend in a pinch or doing a B&E while hunting Jason Bourne.
I only saw him for about 10 seconds as I slowly passed by while driving and, ever since, he pops back up in my mind from time to time and frustrates my thoughts with a lack of closure as to what he was actually getting up to that morning.
Yeah, the American version of the Taliban isn’t far off now.
Care to remind us?