

Counter offer, take it off your wishlist and go buy $10 worth of silly things at a dollar store. It will literally be a better experience overall and you can enjoy it knowing they didn’t enen get a pittance from you.


Counter offer, take it off your wishlist and go buy $10 worth of silly things at a dollar store. It will literally be a better experience overall and you can enjoy it knowing they didn’t enen get a pittance from you.
You know, I like these. I didn’t a first but they grew on me
Never understood not helping pan handlers. Fuck am I going to spend that cash on? A soda? A candy? I don’t need more of that. Who the fuck cares what they spend it on? At least if he goes and gets meth with it, I know it’s going back into the economy. Dealer probably isn’t gonna spend it on amazon prime. I’ve yet to meet a dealer that doesn’t spend most of their money on pets, drugs, and food.
That guy in the picture isn’t failing to pull himself up by his boot straps, he’s the victim of a society that is designed to make an example of him to scare the rest of us into submission.


I actually don’t, but it’s nowhere near as impressive as you might assume lol
We picked the TV up on marketplace. Unscrewed everything that was originally inside it and disposed of that stuff. I took the plastic faux wood decor off, laid the TV over the hole where the screen was, traced it with sharpie, and cut it with a sawzaw. Now the TV is held in place by the faux wood frame on the front and nylon straps on the back.
As for the server, I took an old tower and drilled out all the rivets until all the exterior pieces were off, then I used some the loose screws from the TV guts to anchor it too the inside of the TV box.
We have little strips of fabric covered posterboard hiding the ugly areas at the top and bottom of the screen and if I ever get around to it I’ll disable the TV and wrap a full sheet if fabric around the front frame so that it transitions a little better.



There’s more leather on that key ring than there is in most bdsm clubs…


My spouse and I both have mid century 5 drawer tanker desks. I’m sitting at it to type this.
Attached to my monitor stand is the modified remains of an 80’s gravity lamp. The base broke but the springs are good and it makes a great spotlight.
Our server and tv are built into the remains of an early 80’s Zenith console TV. The screen was dead so we cut out space behind the decorative front pannel for a 32in flat screen and cut down the tower to work as scaffolding for the computer parts. Tossed a sound bar in and now it booms like a theater. You don’t even notice the 2in of screen that’s losts on the ends.
Our stove is a Montgomery Ward from the late 70s. It’s an absolute marvel to use. The clock is broken so I’m planning to dismantle that area to put controls for a vent fan I want to install in the attached shelf.
Our fridge is modern but the second I find myself a '64 GE Americana I’m gutting it to modetnize that masterpiece. Unless I find the tools for metal fab first…
My Samsung microwave is from the mid 70’s. It doesn’t have a turn table but it heats food better than any modern box and has a fraction of the radio leak that my Walmart one had.


For the same adhd reasons I’ve tried to learn programming languages about 8 times a year since 2011 and can’t make it stick.
Ive got this idea for a pocket pet game that’s sort of a love letter to all those toys from the late 90s that never really hit their full potential. It uses qr and barcode scanning to generate loot, your pet can change species and color with your effort so you never have to replace them and you can customize them to your identity, it uses real world travel to generate battles, and you can battle other players locally.
The code scans would be used as a seed for a random table and then be account locked so every time you scan that can of soup you get the same item reliably every 24hrs. With the idea that dedicated players would collect the codes that they’d want to repeatedly use. Then when you meet other players you can scan each other’s collection to get a quick boost of loot, facilitating a reason for the player base to socialize.
I have dreams of making it FOSS, supporting its expenses with monotized cosmetics for sprites and UI with an open invitation for players to make their own cosmetics that they’d receive a 50% cut of the profits. If it ever got big I’d get modified versions of those dog tag engravers you see at tourist traps that would print out a token featuring your pet, your account name, and a one of a kind qr code on the back that gives a slightly better reward. I’d put these machines in silly places so the players would have a neat experience visiting them and a one of a kind physical reminder of the fun to show off to their friends.
I have the whole game complete on paper but I don’t know how to make it work digitally so I doubt it will ever happen.

This is the kind of location I look for when building a house in Minecraft.


He’s just got a mild case of boneitis, it will clear up.


😘🥰🦖🧡
The first two are the I love you, the dino is because she’s a dinobabe, the heart is my favorite color and means I like this
I think I also am very married.


Hey what’s that app called? I’m running KDE and I really want to turn all my commands into emojis


For real, this guy turned my bro bi. He’s got an aura about him.
Any time someone says Vin Diesel isn’t a good actor I point to this. Say what you will about his preference and type casting, no one else can make you cry by saying “me Superman.”


I’ve literally been considering exactly this for a media center. I already have a server built put of an old tower, but it’s got limited specs and I don’t want to bog down the other stuff running a gui and all that.
They were recently sold to some middle eastern investment fund that plans to use it for data scraping. Would not be hard for them to make it public…


Not OC, but the first round of ICE round ups. Then again when he started taking about removing birthright citizenship. My spouse is exactly the right shade of brown to disappear into Alligator Auschwitz and never come out, her family doesn’t give a shit about her so it’s just me that would care enough to do anything.


Fuck that noise. My house, my rules, if they want to stay they can pay rent and do the wash.
Yeah.
I like to phrase my rebirth as a dramatic circumstance in which I executed the previous me and buried his body in a shallow ditch to usurp his life and live it in a more respectable manor, but the actual practice of the affair was watching School of Life on YouTube and drinking less soda.
Were it not for my kid and later my spouse, I’d likely be a domestic terrorist at this point and I’m looking into therapy again to cope with the feeling of powerlessness that comes from having the skills to be a problem and also having enough to lose that I can’t risk it. It’s the only thing this life has brought me that I’m genuinely unhappy about.