Went to an antique market while visiting partner's family in South India. Who do I see amongst the gods? Jar Jar Binks.
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Went to an antique market while visiting partner's family in South India. Who do I see amongst the gods? Jar Jar Binks.

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and yes they all smoke weed
It kind of makes me sick to think about just how many people are going to have their eyes glued to the superbowl this weekend because theyâre betting on it. The likely MILLIONS of dollars that desperate people are going to lose to these fucking gambling apps on Sunday makes me want to start exploding things
Sports betting apps (and now, everything betting apps like kalshi) are like the ultra wealthy figured out a way to make a literal Instant Wealth Transfer button. Just push this button and give us the money you made at your shitty low paying job and maybeeeeee youâll get rich :) we promise thereâs a possibility! Just push the button isnât it so shiny and fun looking? Donât you love being a Sports Fan? Donât you want to bet the little money you have on world politics
I am shocked (but not really) that these apps are legal AND heavily advertised. This is how we get game fixing scandals. Even if there is no fix, there will always, ALWAYS, be a question if an unusual event happens.
If the infamous Seahawks one yard line throw happens in 2026, there would be an immediate inquiry and millions of bets would be forfeit and declared invalid, even before the official investigation rules either way.
Shaq consistently missing free throws would be suspect instead of quirky.
I give it a year before the biggest betting scandal in recent history happens.
the patriots will get humiliated bad
it would be so fucking embarrassing if we meet aliens and they are like wow you guys have the same technology as we did 300 gyroaays (unit of time) ago, that's awesome. and we are like wooo that's so cool and they are like yeah so what are your thoughts on electrons and glorons and we just like missed glorons and they are so important and easy to discover but we missed it and have eben fuccking around and they laigh at our shitty science built around the gaping wound that is the absence of glorons

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how is everyone feeling today
alrighty. lets get this bread
Mangled corpse of cave man 8000 years old grasping primitive samsung phone discovered in croatian bog soil
forensic evidence suggests that he was typing the following message at time of death:
not my White Ass succumbing to Great Tusk Predator đđ
my discord group chat is lovely and I really appreciate their habit of spoiler-tagging any relevant plot points of books they find interesting in case the rest of us want to read it.
however i did wake up to an extensively spoiler-tagged discussion of the untranslated Code of Hammurabi and guys i think this has gone too far.
Mommy's going to take you out of the freezer and leave you in a room temperature environment, ok? Awww you're already dripping condensation... There's a puddle gathering at your base, my leaky little condensation slut.
can you put that on a coaster
No. I want her to see all her little circle stains on the table...
okay thats cute and all but this table was my grandmother's so i would really appreciate it if you could stop and actually consider other peoples belongings for 2 fucking seconds
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*Just barely pushes down the button for a very short amount of time*

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every day I learn bot comments on ao3 are stooping lower and lower
anyway if you get a comment like this, chances are that they are bot and their goal is to do whatever it takes to get you to delete your work, most certainly (from what Iâve heard) itâs because they want to âsafelyâ steal your work, use it to train their ai without you being able to rightfully claim ownership of your work since âthereâs no proof that the work was stolen/was posted elsewhere first by youâ because the original source has already been deleted.
THEY ARE ALL BOTS. at first it was âao3 is deleting fics and your entire account will be affected unless you delete the fics yourselfâ then it was âthis work contains contents that are illegal and they have already reported you and your fic to the policeâ (yes, thatâs how desperate these bots are), and now itâs this.
report their comments to ao3 for spamâin this case, specifically, I think you may be able to report them for harassment tooâand donât pay attention to them, most importantly donât delete your works, donât feel discouraged by their comments. remember that they are bots and they mass comment something like this on peopleâs works at random to get people to delete their works. (or even if theyâre not bot, they are still pathetic bullies who donât deserve your time or attention.)
MORE ABOUT BOTS AND SCAMS PLAGUING AO3âS COMMENTS SECTION HERE
One time I was leaving a friend's place and an older lady with basically no English came up to me and communicated that she was very cold and needed a ride. She pointed to tell me where to go.
I got there and her daughter or granddaughter came out and was like omg her phone died we were worried
And then the older lady said something and the younger lady translated.
"She knew she could trust you because you have pink hair"
I thought it was funny at the time. But when I think back on it I think she was basically saying "you had a visible sign of not vibing with the system I was afraid of"
Be weird. Be colorful. Help random people.
i forgot i made a wag account for a fake dog i have to leave a review for my friend as a walker or whatever so when i recieved this email about my Dear PeePee i almost died
PeePee my impossibly large bedlington terrier that looks exactly like david byrne
it would benefit students to speak openly with their classmates about what grades they are getting, just as it benefits workers to openly discuss their pay. i guarantee you that if students were to show their grades to one another more frequently, they would uncover all kinds of evidence of gender and racial bias, differences in the length and detail of feedback provided, inconsistent grading standards, inconsistent application of guidelines and rubrics, inconsistent carrying out of class and university policy, and also just plenty of instructor mistakes.
nothig has hit like this since leith ross' we'll never have sex
The Hand â Annabelle Dinda
Every time a guy writes a song, he's a cowboy, a sailor Playing with the world in his palm like the first pioneer. Every time he opens his mouth, it's a loud movie trailer Clipping every image and sound he thinks proves he was here. A hand, a spike, a physical fight, A flash of light, a curtain, A toll, a tithe, the passage of time, A height, a dive, a burden, A girl, a night, a typical type, A siren in the water, A scroll, a nod, a message from God, A son, a Holy Father. Every time a guy writes a song, he's a sailor, a cowboy Holding out the world in his palm like he made it himself. Every time I open my mouth, I think, "Wow, what a loud noise!" Still on the soapbox, just hoping I seem underwhelmed. The hand, the pen, the writing again, The Wind around the Willow, The felt, the ice, the passage of time, The melting down the window, The ânowâ, the âthenâ, the thinking of "when", The bottle in the ocean, The strike, the pause, the message from - God forbid she shows emotion. This isn't rage, it's worth a mention. This is a fake internal tension. Sometimes, I spread out one opinion And stand on its back to gauge attention. This isn't rage, it's too specific. I like to hate symbolic limits. This is no statement, I'm complicit. This is a dream, GOD put me in it. A hand, a spike, a physical fight, The Wind around the Willow, A toll, a tithe, the passage of time, The melting down the window, The now, the then, the thinking of "when", The siren in the water, The strike, the pause, a message from God. Does that make me His daughter? A hand, a shove, a valley, a jump, A score under the wire, Just sweep me up, just sweep me up And take me somewhere higher, Just sweep me up, just sweep me up And take me somewhere higher, Just sweep me up, just sweep me up And take me somewhere higher.

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Crawling out of my hole to remind people that with this current update to Firefox (version 144) they've gone and dumped in their lot with a buncha lil AI tools, namely Perplexity as a new search engine.
So if the sound of that leaves your mouth tasting of tar, here's what you want to do:
In the url bar, type in about:config
It'll give you a big scary warning page that you might poke holes in your browser. Good. You want to do that. Click continue.
One by one, you're going to need to put each of these into the search bar in the page, not up top:
browser.ml.enable browser.ml.chat.enabled extensions.ml.enabled browser.ml.linkPreview.enabled browser.tabs.groups.smart.enabled browser.tabs.groups.smart.userEnabled
Each of these are gonna have a lil toggle icon on the right hand side that looks like a funky double-ended arrow. Click that and the value next to it should change to false. It all auto saves as you go. Some of these might already be set to false by default and that's peachy.
The next best thing you can do for yourself is to set your default search engine to udm14 or Qwant, but for now, we're just tidying the garden a lil bit.
Edit: This wildly broke containment for a post that was supposed to be me basically ranting and grumbling like an old man on my porch to my homies. If Iâve inspired you to follow through with this, peachy. That was mildly intended. Better yet, I hope Iâve spurred a buncha you on to do your own bit of digging and research.
If you were one of todayâs lucky ten thousand to learn something new, I hope you keep doing it. I wonât be here to hold your hand through it, as I simply donât have the time nor spoons for it, so I implore you to go down your own rabbit hole and chase knowledge with wild abandon.
having the Aviation Accident Investigations Autismâ˘ď¸ has actually done wonders for the way I process and respond to my own fuck-ups
And I don't just mean "oh, my little work mistake is actually nothing compared to a fiery crash that kills people," either. The reason commercial flight is so many orders of magnitude safer than any other form of transportation is because after every accident and incident, an independent regulatory body investigated it with the express goal of figuring out exactly what happened, why, and how to prevent the same thing from ever happening againânot to root out which person deserved the blame or the liability.
It's a simple, shockingly effective idea. It's also worlds away from how most people approach their own mistakes and the mistakes of others.
Because itâs never just one personâs fault. And even when it is, it still isnât.Â
The sharpest, best-trained pilots make worse decisions when they're tired or sick or stressed out, so there's two of them. The most dedicated and experienced air traffic controllers garble an instruction over the radio sometimes, so pilots are trained to always repeat clearances back to catch misunderstandings quickly. The best and brightest maintenance mechanic still overlooks a screw or misconnects a wire once or twice in her career, so aircraft systems are built with two or three or four layers of redundancy, and pilots are exhaustively trained to deal with failures safely.Â
Everyone eventually has a bad day. Every component breaks down. Every computer gets a bad a Windows update and spirals into a reboot doom loop. If itâs possible for one personâs mistake to domino into a mushroom cloud of a fuckup, then that task is too critical to be one person's sole responsibility. The accident sequence starts with the design of the systemâso how do you improve the system to keep it from happening again?
oh yeah. The âmodern commercial aviation is the safest form of transportâ thing only applies to planes, btw. A helicopter is a beautiful metal horse that wants to break its legs and die so so so badly