After some research it appears to be a hooman thing. 🤷🏼‍♂️

Read an article in the 90s by a doctor proposing a name for a new disease (I forget). It revolved around the problems we have from sitting on our ass all the time. It’s so bad my doc gets excited when I answer “a few” to “How many time do you get our heart rate up in a week?”

Yeah, the guy who invented Linux and has maintained the kernel for 35-years is too stupid to review AI changes. 🙄

I get the AI hate, I really do, but some y’all over the top. This whole post is silly, like a distro with AI assisted code is going to give OP the cooties.

Reminds me of my gf’s poodle watching us the one time we had sex at her house. That dog hated my guts.

Then her dad came home. Stuffed me in the closet while she begged him to go out and get her a cheeseburger. I climbed out the window and into her waiting trunk and made my escape. Don’t remember, but I think she dropped me off somewhere and picked me up after she got her cheeseburger.

Ah! I love someone who plans ahead. Solid logic there.

But it’s so ludicrous it doesn’t pass even the most basic smell test.

What’s a baby elephant weight? 100lbs., right out my butt. (Google says 200 at birth.) You can’t pack 300lbs. of anything into a pop can. Nothing in this solar system.

That’s rather the point. The genocide was very complete.

Once. Obviously. I also used that van as a contractor. A minivan is a PITA vs. a truck for most tasks.

Shit. Forgot. This is lemmy where truck drivers are despised, hateful MAGA fucks.

Yeah, but I only tried once in that soil.

Tried mnemonics?

I can buy 5 fridges for $1,000 bucks at $200 for used. It’s a no-brainer for me. Plus, I’m not contributing to manufacturing CO2. Plus plus, I can fix basic shit, I’m not helpless with a toolbox. The person selling on FB is usually dead honest about issues. After all, you know their real name and where they live.

Go blow money if ya got it. The economy would collapse if 1-in-10 people spent like my wife and I.

Turns out, there was just a button to press.

https://www.youtube.com/shorts/SCKj7gwbYrc

I’m in America and I’d do it. Being unemployed is hell.

Sigh… I was that guy in my 20s, voted for Ross Perot twice. Didn’t expect him to win but I wanted to send a message to Washington that I wasn’t happy with either party. He got 20% in '92 and 8% in 96.

THIS IS NOT THE TIME FOR SUCH SHENANIGANS.

I was fine with Jews needing a homeland where they could posse up and protect themselves, but that shit got out of control decade over decade. It’s like they’re implementing some sort of final solution or something.

You WAY over complicating this shit. :) I ain’t smart enough to try all that. Try mnemonics as in my posts here.

This is readily fixable. See my comments ITT.

It took me over two years to get my wife to hang the fucking keys on the rack by the door and she’s still a bit hit-and-miss.

“Where are my keys?!”

“Well, they’re not on the rack, that’s for sure.”

See my comments ITT about mnemonics. Read a book about it back in the 90s, very short. The author promised I would be able to remember the 50 US states in alphabetical order in minutes. Yeah, right. I had the first 20 down with no effort. Life changing brain hack.

Imagine the thing you can’t forget attacking you, or a wall of $thing busting through the door as you approach. The more surreal the scene, the better you’ll remember. Neat part? You might not remember what you imagined, but your brain will kick into gear on it’s own. It’s a simpler version of a memory palace.

I got a story. Gf and I are out partying on New Years. 2AM, bar’s closed, time to go. I can’t find her truck keys. Oh FFS. We spent two hours wandering the empty streets and parking lots in the freezing cold, her bitching non-stop at me for losing them, finally called a cab on a pay phone. While waiting at the Quickie Mart, she found the keys in her overcoat pocket. She was a bit sheepish, and that’s British understatement.

Now for the cake’s icing! Woke up on New Year’s Day and remembered the injustice done. Sat up and bed and was about to bitch, …croak… Had the all-time worst case of strep, personal best, puked when I looked at the back of my throat in the mirror. Solid white puss, no pink in sight, with black streaks (smoking) running through it.