It’s all part of a plan to avoid the mistake of transitioning to an economy that provides well paying jobs for everyone. It’s time to get back to our roots of manufacturing and agriculture, so we can bring back the good old days that are remembered as warmly as that river that caught fire.

No, that’s Papyrus.

Yeah, I’m not even religious and I knew about 1234.

She didn’t see it until after work started, but gave it a “Haha” response and then asked if both the dogs pooped this morning.

My wife saw him in concert awhile back, but the concert was on a Wednesday, so now I refer to him as “The Wednesday,” and have for years. She finds it funny and annoying and tells me to shut up while giggling.

I sent her this meme. She’s going to be so annoyed when she wakes up.

God‘s Gonna Cut You Down, by Johnny Cash

Growing up, we just like, inherited each other’s old stuff, like clothes, stereos, and even cars.

Gonna be a weird time when kids these days grow up and tell stories about handing down or receiving handed-down body armor.

While I was standing there in the kitchen, the smart TV started playing an old movie randomly, blasting the audio through all the smart speakers in the house. The Roomba hit me right in the ankle, just as the door to the stove fell open and the speakers yelled “Feed me Seymour!”
But I mean. It’s a Roomba, and the stove takes time to preheat, even if I had fallen in. The cat helped to blind the Roomba while I unplugged everything. Now I’m huddled in the dark, fighting against the cold, wondering if I should chance the thermostat.

No clue!

The power almost never goes out at my house, which is nice, but there are 4 appliances with clocks in my kitchen. The microwave runs fast and is usually about 12 minutes ahead every time the clocks change, the stove is always rock solid, the coffee pot is never set (despite being the only appliance with a timer mode that would actually be useful), and the air fryer is only accurate during summer because I can’t remember how to set it (and I don’t care enough to fix it).

I tried not to, but it formed a mesh network with the neighbors toaster, and that connected to someone’s dishwasher the next street over, which connected to a washing machine down the block, and so on, until they found a self-aware microwave that just happens to be benevolent but sort of mischievous, and now whenever my toast is done, the Grindr chime sounds off and the toaster asks me to put it back in.

The cities also indexed their streets off of the same river, but at different places along the curving bank. As a result, traveling south in KCMO increments the street numbers, but in KCK, the numbers increment when you travel west.

For more hilarity, the cities to the south of KCK adopted the KCMO street number designations, so KCK is the odd city out.

That’s very fair, indeed.

Perhaps awareness of one will spark awareness of the other. I suppose my concern is that plasticisers are sort of a ‘hidden’ risk, for the most part. They’re used in nearly every food packaging (and prep, such as hoses) that isn’t contained in glass, or served up in its own peel.

Microplastics are terrifying and all that, but I’m sort of more worried about plasticisers like BPA, BPF, BPS and the rest of the alphabet of BP-whatever’s that was created and brought into use after the dangers of BPA were realized.

Just a heads up - if something plastic says it’s BPA-free, it probably uses a different bisphenol compound that is less studied than BPA. And is likely as toxic (or even more toxic)!

But nobody ever talks about those, because science words.

No shit. I posted this on one of this first articles, where a commenter pointed out the headline was a lie and the first ruling just found that Georgia had no standing, and that the judge had transferred the case to Missouri.

Which is more or less what happened the last time Biden tried to forgive student loans. Eventually Missouri was found to have standing, and all his efforts were thrown out.
Aside from a nagging feeling that it was known this was going to happen, and this was all for political talking points, I wanted to info dump.
A few tidbits from that prior lawsuit:

• MOHELA supported loan forgiveness, although I can’t recall why. (I think it was about simplifying administration in the face of a bunch of loans that had already paid for themselves in terms of the interest collected. At this point the cost to maintain the loan on their books and or chase accounts they can’t write off is more expensive than attempting to recover the loan.)
• MOHELA refused to be a plaintiff, and it was the state of Missouri claiming standing.
• The state of Missouri only had standing due to a voluntary agreement where MOHELA would pay a certain percentage of revenue back to the state of Missouri - something it had not done for nearly a decade. Missouri’s standing was merely technical, and more or less un-realized.
• Yet it still was used to fuck over millions of people, because Misery loves company.

Someone indicated that a court of appeals would take this up - that just means it goes to the supreme court eventually, where they come up with some dumbfuck ruling.

The problem is that now the first page of results is all AI garbage and wrong, so you’re not 100% sure at what point you’ve reached the sane internet.

Maintaining a policy of radical annoyance, I see.

If I had the capacity to remember the exact URL of a webpage I looked at 20ish years ago, I’d definitely not be working right now. Or anymore.
I’d spend every moment that I’m not full of existential dread from the things I cannot forget sleeping on the comfiest bed that I could buy using the money earned through my horrible burden of unforgettable knowledge.

At some point before the healing brush and patch tools were available, I saw an entire porn gallery (heh, remember when porn came in galleries?) of pixel perfect stitches where someone had joined waists to waists, to create a bunch of concatenated top/top, bottom/bottom images in front, back, and front/back configurations of a naked woman.

Because this was the early days of the internet, all I’d seen was gross, taboo, or unsettling stuff. I was sort of immune to it, but this was definitely my first “confused boner” situation. I still remember my absolute bewilderment. I was way more unsettled by that than goatse or whatever.

A colleague is one of those classic late start stories. He went to school late for a sort of niche field, and worked shitty job after shitty job, while applying everywhere, trying to break into his career.

After he’d gotten his current job, one of the selection committee told him that they picked him because the ‘interests’ section of his resume said he “Likes plants and other green things.”
He did not know that was in there. A few years prior, a friend/former roommate had added it as a joke, and my colleague never looked at that section because his interests didn’t change. He kept getting passed over for interviews until a huge stoner read that and thought it was hilarious, so they called him in for an interview, to see what kind of goof they were dealing with.

He was pretty pissed at his friend, but without knowing how many places passed over him for that reason, he can’t define how pissed he should be. Plus he (mostly) really likes the job he got.