My doggo also hunts and destroys the “bad bugs.” I think he thinks he’s a cat, though. He expects to be worshipped, lol.

Oh, I’m sure after what happened to the submersible that they’ll have volunteers lining up around the block for a space flight.

/s

For me, I became ill later in life. It’s been over ten years now of me living with my disability. In my dreams, sometimes I’m normal, and sometimes I’m not. It’s weird, seems like for me personally, it’s 50/50.

Actually I have, but as soon as I realize I’m dreaming, I instantly wake up. So annoying!

To expand on this, one thing I haven’t seen in the comments yet, is how pivotal and amazing this would be for the handicapped and disabled community. I myself have a broken body and being able to do things in VR that I can’t in the physical world would be incredible.

Yes, I imagine if you’re (not you specifically) edgy or depressed the words wouldn’t much of a deterrent at all. Might even be “cool.” But in that case I figure you’d likely be smoking already and not making the best life decisions in general.

I’m glad these professionals are taking a stand, but it’s sad that they need to. The overturning of roe vs. wade was a travesty in this nation, I’m tired of old white men deciding what’s best for women and their reproductive health.

I actually think this could be a good idea as a deterrent. It’s easy enough to ignore the images and words on the box, but to have to see it every time you pull out and puff on a cigarette might be more effective.

Gee, who would have thought that suppressing who you are and being taught that it’s wrong could have an increased negative outcome. Crazy, am I right?

Oh, no.

Anyway….

Cool, if we’re doing votes and democracy, I vote we remove Spez.

Isn’t that how it works?

I just bit the bullet and created an account here after a couple days of lurking. I read that spez upped his asshole factor again, if that’s even possible, and my personal blackout is still ongoing. There’s some communities I miss but I think the universe was telling me to move on in its own way. I’d scroll for hours and hours, and I know that’s not good for me.