Don’t be so sure

That reminds me to call my grandma

Of course I know Jesus was white, but TIL he was blonde

/s

Either way the community goes on this, I’d really like it if there were a rule that each post needs to include the artist’s name in the title. That way, we could have a basis for filtering out artists we don’t personally care for. Not saying this should happen instead of any kind of ban on specific artists or content, but rather in addition to.

https://lemmy.world/post/45513297

Definitely sounds like I’d need a funeral after eating something that vile.

“FOR A Special Gunt”

Neighboring apartment just recently cut down a tree that was right on the property line, it shaded my apartment’s whole back yard and some of the building, too. It wasn’t rotten, but a nuisance for the landlord. No shade anywhere now. Definitely miss it. :(

“Actually, ya know what-- ALL numbers are too complicated. From now on, ALL numbers will be replaced by 1.”

mcchris ownz

I won’t care, I’ll be dead by the time my funeral happens.

What’s more, if the device in question is some simple thing like a thermometer, then there’s no reason for it to be networked at all. Just take the temperature and get on with your life!

Or they’re like my neighbor, whose dash was completely covered a day or two after he got his Jeep. Plus handprint stickers on his mirrors, which I guess is another Jeepstagram trend?

Pegnit

Right? This is less a bottle you can stick in the sand, and more like a bottle you can’t sit anywhere else.

The guy in the hotdog suit is Brutus “The Barber” Beefcake, this was the Hulkster’s idea of revenge porn.

Right? There was a window of time where it felt like the free market doing it’s thing and presenting a more desirable option at a greater value. Anymore it feels like AirBnB and hotels have reached equilibrium in their efforts to provide as little as possible at the greatest price.

We opted for a big name hotel last time we traveled, got a discounted rate that was close to any AirBnB after all the taxes and fees settled, and the experience was for shit. There was 1 person working the check-in counter, the lobby cafe, and answering the phones. The room was dirty and nobody answered the phone or returned the call about it. Food from the lobby was crap and cost more than going out would have. Check in and check out times were ridiculous.

We’re back to AirBnB this time around. I’ll say that it matters a lot who the owner is, but at least we get a shot at a decent accommodation… We don’t stay anywhere that has ridiculous “rules” or chores or looks like an IKEA inside.

Something about human intelligence enables a lot of disappointing behavior… Animals will always seem so much more innocent to me, and so their misfortune will always seem more unjust.

That said, I’m glad Maru is no longer suffering. Hope his mom is doing okay.

Tangentially related memory: In the early nineties, my grandparents took my sister and me to their favorite Cracker Barrel (and we went to a lot of Cracker Barrels with them), somewhere in or around Pennsylvania.

It was more or less the same, notably bigger, and right when you walked in, there was a big, old busted barrel, with a plaque that claimed this to be the cracker barrel for which the chain was named. It had several broken planks, and if you looked inside, you could see chewed-open boxes of crackers… And as soon as you looked, a mouse would zip out of the cracker box so fast it’d make you jump, and everybody in the gift shop would laugh their asses off.

Then they let you in on the joke, and the cashier showed you they press a button behind the counter that triggers the mechanical mouse, and you join the in-group of people in the gift shop waiting for the next unsuspecting victim to walk through the front door.

My landlord will fix any problem I point out to him, as long as I am willing to wait somewhere between 2 weeks and however long I hold the lease.

It was a chocolate bar. What else do you eat with spaghetti in the bathtub?