“Please count to 10.”
“… um, I’ve run out of fingers.”
Hi there! I’m just a guy looking for a place to be and stuff.
“Please count to 10.”
“… um, I’ve run out of fingers.”
Sweet or dill?
I can’t remember which model it was, but wasn’t there a MacBook Pro that had 4 USB-C ports, only two of which supported Thunderbolt? Want to connect your monitor to the right side of the machine? Well… tough shit, I guess.
What a relief, I’d hate to think those files ended up in the wrong paws hands.
You’re not wrong, but people also die of behaviors that stem from loneliness. I’d suggest it’s not a complete waste to examine.
Apparently they solved the issue of how to keep the waste salt from clogging up the system.
Got to keep a lid on the budget.
RS-23ewwwww
All the things the cops would want this bot to do are prohibited by rules or by the potential for public outrage; no facial recognition, no offensive capabilities, it’s basically just a camera drone. But that will change when the rules change, or when people stop paying attention… if this thing can avoid being trashed for more then ten minutes after it’s deployed.
Nailed it.
Partly it’s convenience, but I think the main reason is you can get cheddar and bacon flavored spray cheese.
“I’ve learned my lesson, judge.”
“It’s a trick. Get an axe.”
Silicon Valley is where all the VCs are. They make a lot of their funding decisions based on whether they like hanging around with a founder or not. You’re more likely to get money out of them if you’re fun to drink beers with than if you have a great business plan.
I guess this means I’ll need yet another, different colored wastebin just for coffee now. I mean I’ll do it if it helps, but I can only fit so many receptacles in my kitchen. Meh, I’ll just put the rest in the twins’ room.
fire everyone + break everything = the everything app
“Skynet was developed to be the command and control system for the military food delivery robots.”
Turns out it was kids who were bad for kids all along.
Disaster recovery? I think you mean “a good excuse to begin a new life somewhere else!”
I might have thought that you were kidding, but I just recently found out there’s no such thing as brown.
Nice! I’m going to have a look at my old HS yearbook and see who’s opposite page…
“Future Farmers of America”