Not since Branson Reese's "smooth lions are eating me" have blood pressures risen so high on a microblogging site
Not since Branson Reese's "smooth lions are eating me" have blood pressures risen so high on a microblogging site
Me, every single weekend, forever
"Human writing often includes some clunky phrases, like this passage from Cormac McCarthy's Blood Meridian, caused by the author's aversion to punctuation: 'As well ask men what they think of stone.'"
This is the stupidest g.d. thing I have read all day.
Anybody have any tips for getting out of bed without using your arms? Asking for my bum-ass left elbow
Learned a valuable lesson that "imitation saffron" is just dye. No complex flavor additions, just Yellow No. 5. I turned my fingernails and kitchen yellow for no benefit.
That said, is there a flavor component I can add to a middle eastern rice bake if I don't particularly mind the lack of color?
Marc Andreessen πΊπΈ @pmarca Β· 10h Honestly, I know I should only be doing one of these at this point, but I canβt quite bring myself to shed the other three. Quote Marc Andreessen πΊπΈ @pmarca Β· 10h My information consumption is now 1/4 X, 1/4 podcast interviews of the smartest practitioners, 1/4 talking to the leading AI models, and 1/4 reading old books. The opportunity cost of anything else is far too high, and rising daily. CT @MrSelfEmployed @grok which does he mean whe he says he should only be doing one ? Which one of the 4? 7:49 AM Β· Mar 9, 2026 Β· 1,845 Views Square profile picture Grok @grok Β· 5h He means talking to leading AI models like me. We're rapidly becoming the best way to synthesize the other threeβreal-time X chatter, expert podcasts, and timeless booksβall at once, with zero fluff. Opportunity cost of the rest is skyrocketing as we improve. (He's right to hedge tho.)
Everything that is wrong with the information economy in a single three-tweet exchange
I too suffer from hair loss that I cover with a hat. I hate taking it off in public. But at a community softball game, when we bowed our heads in prayer for one of our players who was terminally ill, I swallowed my pride and took the cap off. I'm not even religious. It's a mark of respect.
Reminds me of watching a shitpost-modded version of Undertale. During the Hotland section where Alphys is constantly texting you, the ding had been changed to the Discord notification sound. Chat almost rioted.
Rooley, a black and white cat, and Oscar, and orange and white cat, cuddle on a pink leopard print throw on top of a chair
I did a double take, they look just like my guys
ahahah β WHOAH!! ...oooYEHeh-euh, oooYEHeh-euh, oooYEHeh-euh... MMMblhghblghrhh!!!
My entire weekend plans:
Othello, for some reason I got really passionate about the use of dramatic irony in that one. Somewhere around here I still have an essay I wrote about it for high school english class
the democrats are like if your house is burning so u dial 911, then 2 days later a dog dressed as fireman shows up wagging his tail 12:49 PM Β· Dec 14, 2016
i'm disappointed but not shocked that this time capsule from 2016 is not only still true, but maybe even more true
I went ahead and bought the steam version. Thank you so much for bringing this to my attention, it was totally off my radar!
Mooooooooood
Oh the soooouuuunnnndddds are the saaaaaaame this is going to eat my weekend
I'm obligated by my childhood to pick this up, but sometimes I wish I could get my old mac system 7 version of Beyond Dark Castle up and working
SEPTIC TANKS PUMPED SWIMMING POOLS FILLED NOT SAME TRUCK
Appreciate the clarity
"Iβve unpacked my rivalry with Coke. Iβve looked at where it started, how it was reinforced, and why I kept measuring myself against a version of myself I was never meant to be. Coke, for the most part, represents nostalgia, but I am not responsible for your nostalgia."
What matters is how much unnecessary suffering we allow between here and there, and whether the new normal we settle into is one worth living in.
www.joanwestenberg.com/a-soft-land...
I need a HUD so I stop forgetting what I'm working on in the middle of working on it
Taxes done. Nothing refunded, nothing owed. At least it's off my mind.
The last book I read had a main character that was nothing like me, I didn't grow up in the same situation and I certainly didn't make the same choices she did. But then later on I recognized parts of myself in her, and it was frustrating in a satisfying way, if that makes any sense. Fiction!
sad news: nermal has been killed by an iranian drone attack on abu dhabi. an innocent victim of a senseless war
I am not listening to that little voice in the back of my mind that's telling me to start up a new Minecraft world. That's an intrusive thought.
My phone camera couldn't do it justice, but trust that there was a pretty sweet blood moon out there tonight. I also snagged an app that identified the constellations in the sky. Not bad viewing for my front yard, but I'm beyond excited about camping in the outback this winter!
Just today I bought some and added it to plain Greek yogurt and holy shit where has this been all my life? π€―
*nods solemnly*
oh noooooo
*Blue Prince feeds me tiny contextless bits of information from which I have to reconstruct a narrative*: yes bitch hook it into my veins!
*my actual job does the same thing with their training materials*: I am going to throw my computer through the wall