

My guest mug is my face photoshopped onto some buff dude dressed up as a unicorn.
My guest mug is my face photoshopped onto some buff dude dressed up as a unicorn.
I don’t, but my coffee mug does.
First thing I thought as well, there are a lot of issues in the photo.
Not even sure what that thing is on the floor to the left, the letters look wrong and so do the buttons and stove knobs.
I use Firefox and uBlock Origin and for the last week or more every Youtube video I open takes about 10 or so seconds to open, just sitting there spinning.
The reason I don’t buy booze and limit snack buying… if it’s in my house it is going to be consumed quickly.
It’s like a challenge, it’s there, it will be consumed.
You have no idea what my keyboard looks like right now, may have to replace it.
Man… I used to listen to Lost Prophets a lot in college.
Never again, can never revisit any songs ever.
There is a radio version and uncut version of the song.
The uncut version has some extra… vocals in the bridge which is what this post refers to.
Starts at about 3:26.
https://youtu.be/RzxuknbQ5VY
Starting at said time:
I hate that we now have to inspect every image posted to see if it is AI generated.
But yes, this looks AI generated.
Look at the fox portraits on the wall, the faces are wrong.
Pros: I don’t have to sneak around like a criminal just to get a plant.
Back when we used to head over to someone’s house for a LAN, there was one guy that had a massive CRT monitor and if he degaussed while our monitors were close to his they’d all degauss.
None of ours were able to trigger other monitors, only his.
How I heard it a while back was:
Canada is the nice apartment above a meth lab.
I don’t blame you, thought the same and already seen a few today.
He’s pickling that okra.
Bloody One Piece.
I once worked with an engineer from Glasgow and I had him at our logistics depot in London so I could do some training with him.
Somehow, no idea, but he just wandered off and found the one other person from Glasgow in the whole building. Turns out they were even from the same area.
Sniffed him out. Came back to me with a smile on his face and said it was great being able to speak to someone without having to put on an accent just so they could understand him.
Bonus story.
Him and I were walking to the store to get some lunch and he was telling me about all the London stereotypes he heard of and he mentioned rats. Rats everywhere.
I told him I’ve never seen one, but I have seen a few mice here and there running around on the tracks in the central London tube stations and just a few seconds later, this bloody fat rat ran across the path in front of us and into a bush.
THERE THERE, SEE! THERE! he yells.
Dammit… of all the times I see a rat in London it had to be with him.