Little Johnny took a drink but now will drink no more
For what he thought was H2O was H2SO4
Seer of the tapes! Knower of the episodes!
Little Johnny took a drink but now will drink no more
For what he thought was H2O was H2SO4

I won’t be available, but I’ll send along a nice note expressing my approval.


Probably not criminal trespassing, since they are the owner of the property. It may fall under tenant harassment, unauthorized entry, constructive eviction, or other laws that pertain specifically to landlord/tenant relations.
Check to see if there are any local tenant’s rights or advocacy groups in your area that offer free legal consultations. They’d be able to advise you on the local tenant’s rights laws and whether they apply to your situation.
“Pissing in the soup” doesn’t really work here unless you’re adulterating the software with something malicious.

The more recent report says corporate AI adoption has found several issues with AI, with human workers turning to automating dreary and mundane tasks they don’t like doing, rather than valuable or meaningful work.
First of all, no shit. Second of all, wasn’t that the point?


You are technically correct. The best kind of correct.


Case/chasis: 15 years and counting
Motherboard/CPU: ~5 years (currently: 6.5 years)
RAM: ~2 years until maxed out (currently: maxed out)
GPU: ~3-6 years (currently: 3 years)
I had hoped to do a new build last year, but it’s just too expensive. For now I’m planning to use what I have until it breaks.


political dissatisfaction
By framing it as mere “political dissatisfaction”, the author inadvertently exposes their ulterior motive. The discussion is actually about whether Trump is in his right mind.


Software is like a gas: it expands to fill its container.
I once experienced an episode of sleep paralysis with auditory hallucinations. I heard a deep masculine voice speaking in a guttural language that seemed just on the edge of being comprehensible to me. As if it were the primeval language from which all others sprang. The feel of the language in my ear was as familiar as my native tongue. I recognized the cadence, I could discern where one word ended and the next began, whether a sentence was a question, and so forth. But the words themselves were somehow alien.
I strained my senses trying to hear the voice more clearly. What horrible prophesy was I being given? What dreadful task have I been appointed? Am I the keymaster? The antichrist? Am I dying? Oh shit, that’s it, isn’t it? I’m dying and going to hell. Fuckfuckfuck. Um. I accept Jesus as my savior? …Buddha? …Joe Pesci?
Then I snapped out of it and the voice turned out to be the muffled sound of my neighbor’s TV. Praise be to Joe Pesci!
The correct technical term is magic smoke.


Not the wrong way either.
Parent: Say “dad”
Baby: “Dad”
Don’t leave us hanging. Who won the argument?


They made a movie that dramatized the accidents really well:
…are non-US peanut butters less viscous?


Information superhighway


Start saving for old age now. It might seem like a long way off, and you might not have much money right now to begin with, but being young and poor is way better than being old and poor.
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