TomMasz

I don’t dislike it but I prefer Anime Ace from Blambot for use in comics.

Demand was elastic until it wasn’t.

Nobody wants to work anymore.

So it’s just a single app running on a minimal Android implementation, the AI is done on remote servers and it still gets lousy battery life? Sounds like they dropped the ball on design. Nevertheless, no one is going to carry this that doesn’t already have a phone that can do everything the Rabbit does. It has no reason to exist.

I have a closely cropped beard. I grew it in the pandemic just to see if I could. It didn’t look too bad and my wife didn’t object so I kept it. Beats shaving every day.

Makes you wonder how many people got jailed for a crime they didn’t commit before the widespread use of fingerprints and DNA just because they resembled someone else.

What could possibly go wrong?

Both my parents smoked so I didn’t notice it growing up. Once I went to college and got away from that environment I really started to notice it all around me. Nothing was worse than opening up the closet and smelling the smoke on the coat you wore the night before at a bar. Luckily, my county was an early adopter of non-smoking sections and eventually outright banning and that changed everything.

Go ahead and laugh, but just wait until the class gets to Beowulf.

8/8 for all his Nazi followers.

Our HP inkjet scanner/copier/printer stopped recognizing cartridges were installed. We replaced it with a Brother laser and it just works.

I’m on the Boomer/Gen X border. I’m still working because I want to but in a different career (college professor) than before, one with less stress and a lower salary. I have plenty of hobbies but don’t derive the same satisfaction from them as I do from work. I just don’t expect that to be the case forever, though.

It’s never been profitable but Huffman gets millions as CEO. Fuck spez.

In college, after working Friday night in the dining hall kitchen, a Pabst 16oz can was my shower beer before heading out to the weekend parties.

How I still got up to work Saturday and Sunday breakfast shift is nothing short of miraculous.

In theory, but then there’s Goop and its ilk.

From the same era when heroin was sold as the non-addictive alternative to morphine. “Truth in advertising” wasn’t a thing then.

Supply exceeded demand, it happens.

Anyone reveling in “punching down” is a piece of shit.

“Run” for president.

Who, exactly, was waiting for this?