Miles O'Brien

Every single part of this comment just screams “It just wouldn’t be proper!”

And I’m sorry, but I can’t seem to care about what’s “proper” when half my friends now have reasonable fear for their lives, not just “comfort of living” just because they are lgbtq+ living in deep red country.

I used to hate when this happened to me. Someone reviving a post from ages ago to answer a question that I already found months/years ago.

But hey, it could help someone else in the future if I didn’t go back and post the answer to my own question (spoiler alert: I didn’t) so now I just do what OP does and thank them for their time, move on with my day. Chuckle at the stupidity of my youth.

Some people get angry about things like that. Just be chill, they probably didn’t notice how long ago it was posted.

The only celebrating I do is eating slightly more unhealthy, take the day off work unless it’s going to be a short day, and maybe look to see if any games in my “maybe if it’s on steep sale” list are on sale.

That’s it.

I don’t remind people, I dont expect anyone to remember, but it’s nice when they do.

My excuse for missing people’s birthdays is I DO know the date… I just don’t know what the date today is. Sure I know my sister was born on the 12th, but that doesn’t matter if I think today is the 10th and it’s actually the 15th…

So if I have that much problem, it wouldn’t be very chill to be upset with others for missing mine.

I’ve seen escalator mechanisms fail before, I could believe that’s a dual purpose for it (as well as presumably carts or scooters)

Yeah, fuck me for using a cane, I’m such a big fat fatty and want to be fat.

I vaguely remember seeing this exact joke in my geometry book in gradeschool. Probably different illustrator, but still.

Damn, I feel old now.

Both can be true.

I never watched alien growing up, and only half-watched it with a girlfriend (sorry, good movies are great but… Boobs vs stereotypical teenager watching a movie…)

By the time I watched the movie fully, it just held no scare factor for me.

And so many dumb choices were made in Prometheus, it’s hard to take the people seriously when everyone is acting like children who have never been in space or a dangerous situation before.

The cycle:

Step 1: (as a child) “wow this movie was great, I love Greek stuff!”

Step 2: learns a ton about Greek mythology over the next many years due to interest sparked by the movie

Step 3: (likely as a teenager or older, re-watching it one day) “holy shit this movie is absolutely nothing like Greek mythology, why did I ever think it was good…”

I’m hoping for hamster-sized dragon.

Not all of us can live on Hysperia.

Okay but like… If I only have a pile like… A foot tall…

Will the dragon be hamster sized, Chihuahua sized, great Pyrenees size, or bear size?

Cause depending on the answer, I have some saving to do…

Not even a little. I went out in shorts and a t-shirt for about an hour, exchanged banal pleasantries with family until my anxiety got the better of me and I had to leave, sat in a room with no windows watching old shows and snacking, and am waiting until exhaustion allows me to sleep a couple hours until I go to work on one of the two days remaining on my schedule. After that I might not have any work for months unless I can find something close by that doesn’t make me legitimately contemplate things. I have a broken tooth, some kind of respiratory thing going on, and an unmentionable medical issue that really needs to be seen by a doctor but I can’t afford one and my government insurance was denied because I made a couple thousand more this year than last year.

On the bright side, my truck is finally working again and assuming the now-slowly-leaking-while-on fuel pump doesn’t catch a spark before I can afford to have it replaced I don’t have to share a car this week. Which is nice.

Having owned a couple low end printers, the ender 3 is my favorite budget option.

I’ve installed a couple upgrades, some of which I 3d printed on the printer itself, but my favorite ones are the borosilicate glass bed with a thermal pad to help spread out the heat quickly, and a dual z axis stepper motor.

If you’re not into tinkering, I’ve heard good things about Bambu, although I do not know much about them myself. Apparently they’re more user-friendly.

I enjoy working on my devices, but I would like something with more reliability than “recalibrate everything for every single print” sometimes.

It really is a hobby where spending just a little bit more will get you a ton of extra features and user experience.

A person can dream.

Make every company that has a whistleblower die in ANY way face extremely heavy penalties including, but not limited to: 75% taxing on all income for a period of time as part of a fine, jail time for executives, board members, and potentially large shareholders, potential nationalization of the company, etc

Make every company afraid to have a whistleblower die. Make them want to hire private security and pay for all health expenses to ensure the person lives because the alternative is the company ceases to exist in any way that benefits those in charge.

Yeah, I don’t think anyone would ask you “Are you okay with sitting at the bar with nazis?” yet plenty will happily judge you for saying “I’d rather not have to deal with MAGAts and their opinions”

Sorry but if your opinion is “trans people aren’t people” or “blacks need to know their place” then your opinion is shit and no the fuck I don’t have to listen to it

My condolences to your ears and temporal lobe.

She makes me want to jump into the abyss, not just gaze long into it.

I swear to God if I hear that song one more time I’ll go Setlik III on the closest radio.

Commenters are the worst.

Especially the ones that have custom profiles with names and shit.

Like Bro you aren’t fooling anyone, we all know you aren’t really a squid that flies.

This is so fucking dumb.

I love it.

At this point I’m just going to assume the core was still slightly frozen or close to it when I put it in. I left it to thaw for several days in the refrigerator…

Ah well, a learning experience for next year.