

I didn’t see you at the – convention in Munich last year…
I didn’t see you at the – convention in Munich last year…
Fascism Shock, too.
Yeah, I mean, this comment here wreaks of nonsense…
"An excess of solar generation in the grid could have contributed to the incident. Spain has reported an unprecedented number of hours with negative power prices in recent months as more solar and wind power gets injected into the grid. Still, the oversupply of power hasn’t previously caused blackouts in the country. "
ytdlp can handle a lot of these services.
I’ve been able to get SoundCloud shit that’s exposed by playlist but not downloadable without paying.
Shiptost.
As if the oversized head, dead eyes, and wrinkles stacked like pancakes didn’t give it away. Damnit, AI. You met all my expectations.
Another possibility, but perhaps unlikely. It could be they silently agreed with you and didn’t take the normal, “please stay” tactics of offering you extras, etc.
Those calls may be monitored and that was the least they could do to keep their job.
Or, you know, it’s just what it is: acceptance.
Needs more JPEG.
Sorry, I guess I was thinking about cats.
It will be worth it when they fucking rebel. We are three missed meals away from revolution.
The entire road system in Miami would be designated “texting only” based on the way people drive there now.
I know what they meant. I was illustrating that the bar can be set much lower.
Who dictates what’s stupid? Where does the sanity end and crazy name start? We can’t be the arbiters of good taste.
Let me give you an example of why you can’t do this:
I think that “Connor” and “Brody” and “Mikaela” and “Chase” are stupid names.
You paint a picture I’m familiar with, but didn’t experience firsthand. You were my friends and acquaintances I grew up with.
I’m late Gen X/Millennial cusp. The oldest of three siblings, both of whom are squarely Millenials. I got computers, but I also enjoyed formative years without them. My parents are boomers, and were not perfect, but I feel like I got the right stuff from them.
I don’t have kids. In the 90s when I was a teenager, I saw the writing on the wall and decided never to have children.
Where did the parents get it? Why did they get it? Why don’t they know better?
I’m not being cheeky. I want to know real answers to that shit.
I already don’t call it that.
Good job, Detective Clouseau.
PEBKAC for real life.