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…where all the women are strong, all the men are good-looking, and all the children are above-average…

…hot tub time machine; absurdly better film than its pitch had any right to be…

…you know, now that i’m really thinking about it, there may be a token 12"x18" privacy screen set on the table between displays, but it doesn’t impede adjacent displays from your field of view at all: it’s more about the suggestion of privacy than actual functionality…

…here we just have touchscreen kiosks set side-by-side along open tables, no privacy other than the LCD field-of-view…

…large-language models do not comport with lossless data reconstruction in my experience; quite the opposite…

…nah man, that’s on the domestic dealers + automakers choosing not to market small affordable cars in favor of big profitable road-tanks, and it’s not the first time they’ve priced themselves out of the market like this…

…i think the social conditioning to marry prince charming was profound; kind of like religion, we all want to believe in someone to sweep off our feet and make our dreams come true…

…i don’t have my finger on the pulse of generation alpha but for awhile i hoped generation Z might leave that baggage behind them…

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…that’s what the matrix wants you to think…

…that single picture explains so much which i previously couldn’t parse about this product…

…straight back to the prep line at chipotle…

…say hello to my little friend!..

(basically a compact dish scrubbie + bleach detergent embedded into each disposable head: never have to touch the business end to load refills from the caddy nor to eject used scrubbies into the trash)

…it’s called baleen you ableist clod!..

…i shop women’s shoes when i can; they generally offer a much wider selection…

…my mazda 2 outhandles my MX-5s and is the only car i’ve driven which keeps pace with my elise; we’ve been waiting for an electric subcompact hatchback for about ten years now but the stateside market keeps doing everything it can not to offer me one…

…i always use my signals to unambiguously communicate intent; the only time i’ve been embarrassed is after carrying that habit onto the track, but it’s tough to break…

…my wife uses her signals to ask permission, which i feel can cause confusion, but she feels the same way about me…

…depending upon the week, somewhere between ⅔ and ⅘ of my workflow can be in outlook…

…our IT policy required a shift to new outlook last year and it devastated my productivity: i struggled against its user-hostile interface for a couple of weeks and eventually just stayed home so i could get work done, despite our back-to-office mandate…in short order i was given an administrator account and i’m back on old outlook again…

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