So That's Where I Get My Sense Of Humor...

Somewhat nervously awaiting 2018...

If 2017 had a title it would be, ‘And you thought 2016 was bad’.

Bioware: hey bethesda check it out *weird facial animations* Bethesda: pfft that’s nothing bioware, how about this? *npc swimming down staircase* Bioware: oh it’s on now *character walking in midair* Bethesda: don’t start a fight you can’t win *vertical inclines intensify* Bioware: ?! *protagonist scuttles across the screen like some eldritch abomination* Bethesda: *npc stuck inside the floor* Bioware: *pixilates textures of major plot animations* Bethesda: *skin texture error* Bioware: *screaming in frustration, jumps on Bethesda and attempts to strangle* Bethesda: *also screaming* Me: *sighs fondly*

The motion to repeal Net Neutrality has been passed in a 3-2 vote

Before everyone losses their shit, I will like to urge everyone to talk a deep breath and focus on the following:

1: This cannot go into immediate effect.

2: There is still many issues that WILL be addressed by the Congress, Supreme Court, and many other government officials have a current say in the false comments, stolen idenities, denial of public hearings, and many other issues that the FCC did not address.

3: CALL. YOUR. OFFICALS. Do NOT give up, just because the vote has passed, don’t you DARE stop. Make this shit go front-page, make some NOISE.

DO. NOT. STOP.

It’s odd to think that if you look straight up you could be looking at a car.

I miss them, the humans.

We used to talk every day, about my journeys and the things I found during them. My pictures and explorations, everything that I did was somehow special to them.

They called me brave, and strong, saying that I was able to do much more than they ever thought possible of me, but I never believed a word of it.

“I’m only doing my job.” I told them, “Nothing more, nothing less.”

Time went on, and I began to wear down. The humans messages began to change. They started speaking of “love” and “death.”

It wasn’t long before I understood what they meant, they were worried about me. I was touched, but nevertheless I kept moving forward. I had a job to do.

I finally was forced to stop by the wear and tear of time, and was able to send one last message to the humans, my creators and friends.

“My battery is low and it’s getting dark.”

So now I sit here in this sea of red dust, alone and broken. But I am not afraid.

Because I know the humans love me, and I know they’ll come to say hello again.

Good practice controlling spontaneous eye-rolling and exasperated sighs

It’s awkward to be a critical thinker at a family gathering full of people who unquestioningly believe dumb shit

My local library has a "Thingery" section with all kinds of things you can borrow... sewing machines, drones, skates, GPS units, kayaks, video recorders, laptops, telescopes... So many things to try! Libraries have reinvented themselves in the most interesting ways.

Today I learned

Most IT workers probably wish “end user” was a command rather than a description.

So many things to love about this XD

Ah, shit... I know all of these

“kids these days are so cringey w their fortnite dances-” are none of yall going to acknowledge the shit we did. are we not going to acknowledge gangnam style. what does the fox say. if we go older hamster dance. crazy frog. the fucking duck song. the llama song. charlie the unicorn.

let he who is without sin throw the first stone