I became disappointed when I zoomed in to realize she had a wallet chain and not a sproingy yellow coiled lanyard thing that was somehow attached to her phone. (Sorry, Amazon link: One of these)
I don’t know why. I guess I just thought the idea was kind of cute and fun. This dad-fucking, bacon grease swilling, subway texter uses a cute little bouncy cord thing to keep her phone handy, amidst an otherwise austere getup - just a zany detail to contrast with the rest. Alas. Just a boring ass wallet chain.

Majors said about how Downey was afforded a comeback despite legal troubles. “I didn’t really get that.”

I wanted to make a shitty joke about how it’s been a year since Majors hit his girlfriend, and how RDJ went to rehab and spent … what, 8-13 years being a pariah?
Elapsed time notwithstanding, RDJ is an addict and while a lot of things around addiction are choices, being addicted is not a choice. Majors committed domestic violence. Full stop. I have no idea why, but the signs point to him being capable of controlling himself and choosing not to in this situation.
RDJ went to rehab, and worked hard to reclaim the prestige he’s earned. Majors is whining in a magazine after showing no remorse for his actions.

Also, seriously, Variety?

In Majors’ trial verdict, Majors was also found not guilty of one count of intentional assault in the third degree and one count of aggravated harassment in the second degree.

Did they forget he faced 4 charges? He narrowly avoided jail for third-degree assault and second-degree harassment. Also RDJ is not appearing in an upcoming 2017 movie unless there are some exciting developments in time travel I’ve previously been unaware of.

Honestly kind of excited for the company blogs to start spitting out their ~~disaster recovery~~ crisis management stories.

I mean - this is just a giant test of ~~disaster recovery~~ crisis management plans. And while there are absolutely real-world consequences to this, the fix almost seems scriptable.

If a company uses IPMI (~~Called~~ Branded AMT and sometimes vPro by Intel), and their network is intact/the devices are on their network, they ought to be able to remotely address this.
But that’s obviously predicated on them having already deployed/configured the tools.

A lack of understanding interpersonal interactions.

And it’s more of a feeling than it is any single behavior. You just… know it when you see it. They simplify too much, think values/morals/rules are shared, obvious, and uniform, and that getting along with others happens solely on their terms. They kind of act like everyone but them is an NPC - not realizing to everyone but them, they’re the NPC.

She liked that he had two tails. He liked that she had 3 1/2 foot long femurs.

But it was not to be, because it was an AI ripoff of an actual webcomic.

And not a single one of the articles OP posted refer to these as anti-genocide protests.

Every media outlet who keeps framing this as students supporting Palestine or opposing Israel is burying the lede, that these students wouldn’t be supporting or opposing anything if there wasn’t a fucking genocide.

It’s kind of weird that you can get 30 years for lying to a credit union once, but only 2 for stealing someone’s identity for 30 years.

If the victim is a federally insured financial institution you get a huge jail sentence.
But if the victim is a person with no safety net, it’s a comparative slap on the wrist.
Skewed priorities.

Interesting.

I signed up for GD with a semi-throwaway email account - not an actual throwaway, but it’s not tied to my real identity, not used for anything but spammy sites where I didn’t want to give them my info. Every site got a made up name.
Wonder what name they’ll slap on the account when they try to farm “my” data from a broker.

I actually have all of the materials to build a motion activated smart light that interfaces with my home’s automation system for my dog’s food/water dish, but the ADHD goblin stole my fixation on the idea before I could design/print an enclosure for the circuit board and sensor.

Ironically, I got focused on building more storage because the parts were cluttering it up, but one delay led to another and then the weather changed. I don’t have an indoor space for woodworking projects, so now parts from both projects are just more clutter.

They’ll learn to meet people in person so they can’t record them, and coach their HR reps to be more dismissive faster.

As a (very dumb) teenager, I went through security at Logan in March 2002 with a pair of handcuffs in my jacket.

The women who saw it on x-ray dug them out of my jacket pocket and sort of flamboyantly asked “What’chu need theeeese for?!”
I gave her a shit-eating grin and responded with the same energy that I was visiting my girlfriend.
After a beat, she said “Well alright. Go get your freak on! But put ‘em in your bag next time!”

The truth was that I had actually forgotten they were in that jacket. They just lived in that one pocket my senior year of HS because I was an edgy teenager. I was actually returning from visiting her. We didn’t even use them, and they didn’t get flagged on my departing flight.

I’m glad it was before the DHS militarized the TSA. I do not know how my idiotic teenage self would have dealt with a non-playful encounter.

I have a chronic migraine that is primarily triggered by stress and presents as sinus pressure, followed by what feels like a sinus headache.
I’ve known for over 15 years that phenylephedrine is ineffective as a treatment for my sinus pressure. Incidentally, every single doctor I have talked to has also confirmed that phenylephedrine was completely useless - sometimes moments after recommending it - once I push back against it. Every pharmacy tech and pharmacist recommends the stuff, too.

(It’s fine now. We figured it out a few years ago, and got me on a preventative migraine medicine that has changed my life.)

But I say all that because recently I traveled to Iceland and found myself in need of cold medicine. It was a challenge, as a U.S. citizen. I didn’t understand they don’t have pharmacy aisles in grocery stores there where you pick from dozens or hundreds of options full of advertising speak.
Once I figured out you had to go to either a pharmacy or a chemist, it was easy. You go in, tell a person what you need or what your symptoms are, and this person works with you to find the right ting. They tell you the dosage, and sell you the medicine (which also has dosage information). Or they tell you to go to a proper doctor or hospital.

It was a shocking and eye-opening experience to me. It made me realize that in the U.S. we’re treated as if we’re consumers, even in our times of (sometimes desperate) need. There’s no care, no consideration, no actual human-focused effort for helping people.
From the top down, we’re treated as chattel, to be exploited and mislead. Bilked out of our money and health.