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Keiko and Molly are my favorite humans, but Transporter Room 3 will always be my favorite.

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  • Miles O'Brien@startrek.websiteto196@lemmy.worldInteresting contrast rule
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    19 hours ago

    Because men outclass women in almost any physical ability

    I have never heard this argument come out of someone who doesn’t look like a wet noodle could outclass them in physical ability. It’s always a keyboard warrior who hasn’t cooked a meal since the Kraft Mac he made in 9th grade when his parents left him alone one evening and wouldn’t know what the inside of a gym looks like if it weren’t in GTA.

    Motherfucker, I knew plenty of cis women who could easily out-class me in physical abilities and I was in the US military

    The only people who care what’s in the pants of the enlisted person beside them are pieces of shit who don’t deserve to be there. Focus on your fucking job, and stop fantasizing about their crotch.

    Not once did I ever wonder what a person was assigned at birth while I was in. They wouldn’t be there if they couldn’t physically do it.

    Nobody is lowering qualifications of military personnel because the individual is trans.


  • I take issue with the title.

    The term “new MAGA bosses” says “these ARE their new bosses and the staff aren’t letting THEIR NEW BOSSES in”

    Ajent Ornj doesn’t have the authority to place these goons into the library of congress, therefore THEY ARE NOT BOSSES, new or otherwise. They are THUGS trying to break into a library after being told to leave, because they are there to ruin any positive thing there and burn half the contents. Figuratively or a literal bonfire, doesn’t matter.

    Suggested new title: LIBRARY OF CONGRESS STAFF TURN AWAY MAGA THUGS WHO CLAIM AUTHORITY WHERE NONE EXISTS





  • They get to send strongly worded letters to formally request that other nations possibly consider the contents of.

    Or possibly maybe at some point in the future face slight financial consequences.

    They’re protesters with guns that refuse to use the guns to actually help people unless it’s inside the extremely narrow scope of their rules.

    When you’re dealing with a person that refuses to listen to anyone around them, holding an intervention is useless. Discussing the problems don’t help unless the person doing something wrong is willing to listen to the people they hate.


  • Miles O'Brien@startrek.websitetoLemmy Be Wholesome@lemmy.worldDnD is for EVERYONE
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    I know a woman who doesn’t stutter, but has some pretty severe social anxiety. Among other problems.

    She began playing a game much like D&D but uses cards for various actions (my parents knew the game creators so we always played that with their game groups instead of D&D)

    Super shy and quiet when she started coming to the games, and she didn’t know anyone there. She just saw the sign for the group and decided to stop in (the sign basically says “welcome in, ask questions, stay for a game or two” ) and stuck around. We figure she mostly stayed for the free food.

    Once we started playing this not-D&D game, she decided to join during session 2 after observing sessions 0/coordinating/creating and session 1. Had a full character with cards ready to go, even though she hadn’t approached any of us about how to make a character or play, she was not only spot on from the start, she (in a good way) absolutely would not shut up while playing.

    Her character is (I think) everything she wants to be. She’s popular, she’s outgoing, as quick with her dagger as she is with her tongue. Basically a rogue/bard wombo combo of charisma and extroversion.

    At first nothing changed. The moment the game ends, she shuts down and goes back in her shell.

    Then slowly as we wrapped up game sessions, she would begin chatting with her seat neighbors.

    Then she started showing up early to sessions when it’s just a bunch of socializing.

    Then after awhile, she basically just stayed in character after the games, showed up to sessions already in-character.

    After about 6 months she stopped us as we were breaking things down, and had an entire prepared speech where she thanked the group for giving her something to live for.

    Apparently she was not only homeless when she first came in, she was suicidal. She just wanted a place to sit and not be judged. Then she noticed we had food. Of course everyone always greets people when they come in and offer any snacks they want. She came back for the snacks. Then she came back for the vibes. Then the game.

    She could barely speak to people before she started playing. Panic attacks when she tried. Her character is confident, and when playing with us she feels like she’s confident too.

    Now she pretends like she’s her character in her daily life. She got a job at the library we played in every few weeks. She got an apartment, got a bicycle to get around quicker. Made friends outside of work and the games group.

    I can’t remember her name, this was almost 20 years ago now, but I will ask my parents about her, I’m curious how her life turned out. I was a teenager and barely cared about some so story that wasn’t my own (cue emo music and it’s not a phase mom) but I’m sure they remember her.

    I continued to see her every so often around town when she stopped coming to the games after moving, but she didn’t go back to the library any of the times I was there.

    You never know how small a gesture might completely change someone’s life, whether it’s a huge lifestyle change or just someone being a bit more outgoing in certain situations.





  • I actually used a similar process to make the paper for my wife’s leatherbound journal.

    Except I used a regular blender (you’re right about the pain to clean)

    Then grabbed a large rectangular plastic container and filled it with about a gallon of unsweetened, extra strong tea, and poured out the goopy almost-paper.

    After sloshing things around to thin out the paper, I used a mesh screen secured to a rectangular frame, a4 size… Ish… To pull out a thin layer of pulp that’s now a browner tint thanks to the tea.

    Once this drains of water for about 30 seconds, enough to keep together, I flip it onto some cotton fabric, and cover it with another sheet of cotton.

    Layer about 5 or 6 of these, then I use two boards with a 6mm threaded rod in each corner to sandwich the cotton/pulp stack.

    Tighten the bolts on the rod and squeeze the ever-loving shit out of the whole thing, which gets rid of almost all the water.

    Then I peel everything layer by layer, and let the foldable-but-weak proto-paper dry out on a wooden board overnight.

    The result is fairly smooth, but textured with whatever it was pressed with, paper that looks like it belongs in a medieval fantasy rpg.

    I’ve also press dried flowers, made a super thin layer of pulp, tossed a couple petals in, and finished the pulp layer to make embedded flower pedals. Those can be hard to keep nice the way I do it but the result is an invitation or event card that you don’t want to give away. I haven’t used it for any journal projects because it doesn’t stand up to flexing very well.

    If anyone is interested I can take a couple pics of the journal when I get home. I have no pics of the process, unfortunately. I’ll have to make more this summer.









  • I can confirm yahoo still exists, and they’re great for my junk mail since I don’t have anything signed into it, it was made before you needed to link any personally identifying info so I think my name is still something like “fart boob” or something like that. 13 year old me thought it was hilarious.

    Honestly if someone managed to hijack that account, either they’d quickly realize it was worthless or I’d be laughing as I tell them to have fun with their garbage, I’ll be sending some more soon.