watching Yojimbo (1961), a Spanish movie about a guy who's jimbing
I'm not the hero I could be but I'm not the dog I was.
watching Yojimbo (1961), a Spanish movie about a guy who's jimbing
@drewtoothpaste hillary warned us
Tony Shai-Haloub
Happy Diablo Eve! Be sure to leave out raw meat for Diablo's minions and see if he leaves you a Legendary Blade (nice) or Cracked Sash (naughty)
the discord has voted and I am now declared The AI-Doubting Fool
I haven't thought out whether to go full vegetarian, pescatarian, or simply low-meat yet. But it's cool to know it's not a big deal. Pork is one thing I definitely want to cut out.
The unfortunate thing is, there's still a lot of absolute garbage I can and do eat that isn't meat. That's something I really need to work on.
This past month I did what I called Meatless May. Turned out to be MOSTLY Meatless May (I had a turkey burger because I was a guest at a dinner). It was absolutely no problem.
The thing I missed the most was pepperoni pizza, though with the weather getting warmer there's also sushi.
get out of my dreams, get into my.........mug?????
I asked an AI to create the other side of "The Scream" to see what the figure in the painting is screaming at and here are the results
I'm at this board game event in Hartford and shit's poppin off
@mikester it's not dead and gone. I have a former friend who is a comics creator that went full-tilt cg (and then to adjacent other rw stances) and is still going, along with some "colleagues"
I fear this is stupid, yet not quite stupid enough.
Me: I want a device that watches over me and the people I love while we sleep. It must be capable of such keen, decisive action that even absent actual flames it can rouse slumberers early enough to save their lives. It must last a decade and cost $30.
Smoke alarm manufacturer: we understand and accept the solemnity of this request, and we have built it.
Me: now I want something that will scream like a demon every time I boil water.
Smoke alarm manufacturer: you're not going to believe this
I no more care about anyone's "reason" for being trans, or queer, or whatever than I do for someone's reason to want to be called "Joey" instead of "Joe" or "Joseph". I just call them Joey and we both live our lives.
I know, I know, it's serious
(Jabba the Hutt voice) no bada willy wonka
Are You There, God? (cocks shotgun) It's Me (pulls trigger) Margaret (kicks in pearly gates)
lifehack: if you dick around long enough, "early lunch" becomes just "lunch"