If they’re servicing that many users their UX should be better, but it’s not. Search should work better, but it doesn’t. They should let me make playlists, but they don’t.

Yes, scale is hard but it shouldn’t be hard to put a clock in the pause screen showing me what time the show will be done. And that’s just a tiny way Plex is better.

It’s amazing how I can run a better streaming service from my basement than the ones I pay for.

I mean, operate a massive illegal streaming service that has more content than everyone combined, but don’t be so tacky as to charge for it.

The Prophecies have foretold it will be like Star Trek and it is our job to fulfill them.

The corned beef isn’t necessarily Irish, but putting it in a stew with cabbage and potatoes is the Irish bit

A traditional corned beef has potassium sulfate (saltpeter) which often had red dye in it, lending the meat a pink color. So it was also about making bad meat look better.

I’m pretty sure that bureaucracy was also about controlling nuclear materials because they’re dangerous and potential weapons.

I don’t think nuclear is bad. It’s really great for deep space and deep sea operations. It’s just expensive in terms of both time and money.

Plus a huge portion of the right in this country is vehemently pro-Israel because they think it will bring Jesus back.

Don’t just highlight the terrible shit that happened. Biden’s done some things and helped a lot of people. I think they should do ads showing ordinary folks who Biden helped out, in the format of Apple’s old “Switch” ad campaign.

Normal folks standing in front of a white background talking about who they are and how Biden helped them. “My student loans were just… gone.” “I’m a railroad worker and now I have vacation days.”

At the end, it’s Biden standing with them saying “I’m Joe Biden and I approve this message.”

If Democrats need to fall in love, maybe woo them a bit.

The squonk isn’t scary, just sad.

Back in the 90s I had a Zip disk labeled homework with porn on it. My little brother had a similar disk, but he kept it in his underwear drawer and got caught. Then our dad locked down our AOL accounts. I didn’t find this fair, so I installed a keylogger, grabbed my dad’s password, and unlocked my account.

My parents were not amused when I told them about this 20 years later when I found out my dad was still using the same password for his wifi.

It’s not just BMWs anymore. Probably only about half the people on the road with me use turn signals and it doesn’t matter what they drive.

Imagine how many people die every year commuting to jobs they could have done from home

Sarah “I can see Russia from my house” Palin would like a word

When I was a kid some family friends had put an air-moving fan in the floor from the basement to the first floor. On hot summer days it would pull the cool air from the basement, and in the winter it would circulate the air from near their woodstove in the basement to the upstairs.

Maybe that would help? Wiring would be the hardest bit to figure out. After that it’s just cutting a hole in the floor.

I remember folks at that other site bragging they were gonna use their stimmies to buy more stonks

The Babel fish is small, yellow and leech-like, and probably the oddest thing in the Universe. It feeds on brainwave energy received not from its own carrier but from those around it. It absorbs all unconscious mental frequencies from this brainwave energy to nourish itself with. It then excretes into the mind of its carrier a telepathic matrix formed by combining the conscious thought frequencies with the nerve signals picked up from the speech centres of the brain which has supplied them. The practical upshot of all this is that if you stick a Babel fish in your ear you can instantly understand anything said to you in any form of language. The speech patterns you actually hear decode the brainwave matrix which has been fed into your mind by your Babel fish.

Now it is such a bizarrely improbable coincidence that anything so mindbogglingly useful could have evolved purely by chance that some thinkers have chosen it to see it as a final and clinching proof of the non-existence of God.

The argument goes something like this: “I refuse to prove that I exist,” says God, “for proof denies faith, and without faith I am nothing.”

“But,” says Man, “the Babel fish is a dead giveaway isn’t it? It could not have evolved by chance. It proves you exist, and therefore, by your own arguments, you don’t. QED.”

“Oh dear,” says God, “I hadn’t thought of that,” and promptly vanishes in a puff of logic.

“Oh, that was easy,” says Man, and for an encore goes on to prove that black is white and gets killed on the next zebra crossing.

My dad built two earth-sheltered, passive-solar houses that were always comfortable, required no cooling, and cost about $100 a month to heat over the winter. It’s absolutely do-able but you won’t get a house that looks like a “normal” house so people won’t be interested in buying them.

I’ve still got the plans and if I had my druthers I’d build a whole mess of them all over so people can see that sometimes weird is much better.

If cars got the same level of maintenance as planes and drivers got the same training as pilots I’d believe that.