Excuse me what? I’ve been multi cd’ing for years like a chump?

Future archaeologists dream 😕

Oof, “active shooter” vibes, shelter in place :/

Adobe Antimatter

What sort of knives are you working with?

It’s even wilder when you take the concept of ridgidity and transfer of energy out of the equation and just think in terms of pure information propagating though a light cone. Rigidity itself is a function of information.

Alienation is a helluva drug

Sublime gang rise up 😭

Extortion, more like

I tried something like this for my office chair. It was fine as a seat, but it raised my overall position on the chair vs the backrest and i ended up throwing out my back from the resulting offset. So, mind the chair you intend to use it on.

Ban anything with FDA approval.

WROUNGG

But I am le’ tired.

Then take a nap, THEN FIRE ZE MISSILES

DEEP CUTS damn I flashbacked hard

As a web dev myself, I know the sheer amount of money that would have to go into monkey patching together all these disparate protocols and ancient APIs, plus the regulatory requirements, and that’s BEFORE worrying about consumer AND vendor adoption. The only reason to get into it is if the service is secondary to chasing a lucrative buyout before you get crushed by some multinational online retail cartel you never knew existed (but always suspected), or Google AEEs you.

Fintech blows.

If I’m being honest, the only thing stopping me from shopping at other sites is having to put my personal and payment details in yet another site for it to go stale, or fall out of my memory, or get leaked in the next big hack.

Some sites have “pay with Amazon” (more likely PayPal, but… ugh. I don’t remember why, but I hate it), but I’d love to see some universal adoption of some sort of payment and shipping details lockbox. Like SSO where you can revoke access to subscribers or something.

Yes, well, my spoon is too big.

Bullet points and parentheticals

I honestly thought your first photo was a still life study in oil paint.

This is me, so much. Both my parents, my aunts and uncles, my grandparents. After I got my diagnosis, it’s like all of a sudden my family’s whole history of immigrant trauma snapped into relief.