Who hasn’t wanted at one time to buy $37 worth of burrito?
What Mexican $37 or American $37?
Yes.
Who hasn’t wanted at one time to buy $37 worth of burrito?
What Mexican $37 or American $37?
Yes.


Interesting take about TNG “standing on its own”. Sure that’s valid. But the first few seasons on TNG aired concurrently with the TOS movies. It’s never occurred to me that TNG is anything but a continuation of TOS, it’s Even in the name, not a spin-off, not a reboot, not an alternate timeline (until many movies later), a continuation of a story about imperialism struggling internally with morality and existential philosophy (vs. evil empire fighting rebels). New shows are welcome to be spin-offs, reboots, and alternate timelines, but (for me) not TNG.


I personally don’t mind the reposts. What does offend me are the lies in the title text claiming ownership and originality.
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It has nothing to do with the type of media and everything to do with the file system being used by Windows, FAT.
The issue isn’t about what it can and can’t do, it’s that it is CONSTANTLY attempting to step in and “fix” my spreadsheet in bizarrely inane ways. Why won’t it give me the “shut up and stay the fuck out of my way” option? There is no option to remove or silence copilot. That damn thing follows my cursor like a ring wraith after Frodo. It has already fucked up more than one of my spreadsheets without asking or being asked. If I hadn’t been paying attention, I might not have caught the absolutely bat shit insane edits it was making to simple and correct functions I’d already entered. No, copilot you don’t know what I’m doing. Clippy was less intrusive.
He’s blinding it by putting a bag over its head, but the bag is strangely not illustrated. Ostriches calm significantly once they can’t see. The meme of an ostrich sticking their head in the sand has some basis in reality, especially considering they love building their nests in sandy areas.
I think the guy in the front is pantomiming putting a bag over its head, but the bag itself is missing from the illustration.


Whataboutism is an easy logical fallacy to fall into. Art being supported by rich patrons isn’t exactly a modern new thing. And brands are kind of inherent in the fashion industry anyway. This kind of art may not be my thing or your thing, but it’s still art, and still VERY different than demeaning gossip around gender stereotypes.


Admiring artistic fashion choices by people that often make other kinds of popular art and denouncing the reactions of misogynists attempting to demean and dehumanize those artists simply because they are women are two VERY different things. What’s sadder is your “both sides” reaction to a clearly toxic attitude vs. people exhibiting art through fashion.
The song wasn’t worried that the drink would make you sick. The song is about common items being used to treat a variety of aliments. Scurvy? Eat a lime. Headache, probably from dehydration or low electrolytes? Coconut water will fix that. Hungover? Coconut water and lime is actually a great tasting way to start feeling a little better. This song is like the saying “an apple a day keeps the doctor away” with a catchy island beat.
Also, if you’re not already familiar with Harry Nilsson. Go check out his stuff. Great singer and song writer. His music in the movie “The Point” absolutely shaped my perspective on the world as a child and it’s themes continued to resonate throughout my life.
Difficult to do it in a way that is physically consistent with a camera lens/sensor.
That’s really not true at all. Lots of photo software has precise metrics on a multitude of actual camera lenses specifically to compensate (remove) for the inherent optical properties of said lenses. Using those same metrics to mimic the optical properties of those lenses, rather that remove them, is also fairly common. The optical properties of the sensors are obviously also well known, otherwise digital photography simply wouldn’t work. This photo may or may not be AI, but the existence of blurring neither proves nor excludes either possibility.
I did that, but on the ride to school.
Odd design choice. My oven turns the light on when the door is opened (in addition to a manual option). Maybe somebody “repaired” your oven at some point and replaced the door switch for the light with the wrong type? I had to be aware of this when I replaced a similar switch connected to a relay that turned a light on in a closet when you opened the door. I don’t remember the specific jargon at the moment, but it boiled down to whether or not the switch was open or closed by the action of depressing the switch. I think the language might have been something like normally open or normally closed.


This is why the fuck: american football evolved from Association Football (soccer) and rugby. Americans didn’t take over the name, the names for each version of the “ball game on a field with goals at either end” developed from different regional slang as each sport evolved and grew into popularity in their respective places. Each of those sports developed various shortened or slang versions of their name. Rugby was really Rugby football. Association football became soccer, a term coined in London and adopted by Americans. Gridiron football evolved from both and become what Americans just called football.
What’s wrong with spouse? Have people forgotten that thesaurus exist? Spouse is already gender neutral, literally means married partner, and doesn’t sound like a corporate speak buzzword to make the drones feel like family.


Does your Dubai chocolate hate have to do with the arguments made in this opinion article, which basically boils down to the popularity of foods and culture being exploited as propaganda, obscuring atrocities committed by authoritarian regimes? If so, that was not at all clear from your post. (I’m still unclear what the ethnicity of the chef has to do with anything.) Any cultural artifact or pastiche is free game for the propaganda machines of the powerful and elite. But those same associations are a double edged sword, hanging a lantern on the same atrocities the regime wishes to obscure. In the end, I feel it is more productive to embrace the fad, eat the chocolate (sourced as ethically as possible), and exploit the popularity as an opportunity to illuminate rather than add to the hate.
Dubai chocolate is really one ethically questionable imperialist exploitation food wrapped around another. The metaphor is delicious. So is the chocolate. Let’s eat and discuss instead of hating it.
I hate hate. Retail is hell. That was a great episode. Archer is the best captain. I actually grew to like the theme song a bit. I’m out. Mic drop.


This was great. For an encore, can you write an eloquent defense of American milk chocolate. American Cheese is to the grilled cheese sandwich, as Milk chocolate is to s’mores.
“Any corner will do, from there just keep making right turns. It may not be the optimal path, but it will get you out of the maze.”