You can pretend a meme makes you right, or you could switch from dick to cock and from Karen to any other word that isn’t 2 million people’s first name.

Too late. Social media was already the end of truth.

Same Kristi Noem who as governor spent $5 million of S. Dakota’s COVID money on a tourism campaign, saying her state was coping with the pandemic using “personal responsibility and freedom”.

Seems more like an “Ask a copyright lawyer” question.

I mostly don’t do either.

just annoyance

When they can do transparent aluminum, I’m in!

edit: yes I know there’s a ceramic material called ALON, which the manufacturer calls transparent aluminum because it contains aluminum oxynitride, but I don’t think that’s what Scotty meant. ALON is about 30-35% aluminum, same as the amount of lead in leaded crystal glass, which isn’t “transparent lead”.

“It’s a corned beef sky… alright, is it some other guy…” - The Cars, Bye Bye Love

When I was a kid my mom called something newly cleaned or washed “brand clean”.

Bingpot!

My sister in law was written up in the New England Journal of Medicine for surviving a massive overdose of malaria medication she was given by mistake. It was something like 20x what any human has ever survived.

When I was in therapy my therapist said she could write a paper on me. This was flattering but also hmmm.

Never worked in banking or finance. That job was at a company that made ultrasound machines.

Funny story I like to tell: one April Fools day I started a rumor that the company was getting bought by Toshiba. I created a fake Wall St. Journal article written in their bland style and left a couple printed copies on random manager’s desks with illegible initials scrawled on them. Within 2 hours our dept (IT) had an emergency meeting to reassure us that it wasn’t true. They said upper management was VERY upset and wanted the perp to come forward (no recriminations - yeah right!) and explain the reason for it. I’ll never forget my manager, who was British and generally looked like actor Bob Hoskins, dressed as a pirate because it was April Fools Day. The jam-packed conference room was utter chaos and he was standing on a chair in his pirate costume waving his arms trying to get everybody to shut up.

I kept my mouth shut. A friend of mine who worked around a lot of managers said the tone of their conversation that week was like… why now? why Toshiba? As if there might be a grain of truth to it. Months later it turned out our company had a very secret project going with Hitachi to develop a miniaturized combat ultrasound machine for the army, because they were encountering landmines etc that threw out plastic shrapnel, which was really hard to see with x-rays. So apparently the big shots thought somebody might be teasing them about the Hitachi deal, and they were worried about the army getting wind of it and doubting their ability to keep the whole thing secret. Bonus: the device was codenamed the Tricorder, and physically modeled after the shoulder-strap tricorder on Star Trek TOS.

To me it’s weird that people have issues with this. My wife and I, married 35 years, share each other’s locations because if something bad happened we would want to be able to find each other. I don’t even give a second thought to, “…and I can make sure she isn’t cheating on me.”

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Found Hank Hill’s neighbor, Dale.

Nice! I don’t know where I first saw it, maybe on a New Yorker cover, but the image came to me so I googled Norman Rockwell self portrait and found it.

I just used a free online thing called PDF2Go to split a giant PDF into 4 smaller files. It let me directly download the resulting 4 files without signing up for anything, and they work perfectly on my box (linux mint). Tbh I don’t think the UI is super intuitive but I just googled “How to split a file on pdf2go” and found clear instructions. It has a lot of other tools I have not explored.

Not affiliated with the site in any way, sharing because Adobe is so freaking expensive. https://www.pdf2go.com/

Mine consisted of me countering every single one of my manager’s lame objections to remote work, including pointing out that we used contractors in fucking India and offering to change my name to Rajesh, and him simply ending the discussion with, “I can see we’re poles apart on this.”

Get off my god damn lawn!