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Cake day: July 5th, 2023

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  • Man, there’s gotta be something more to this.

    Remember all that fuss about how a retired general said that the U.S. and other governments have crashed alien ships they’ve been studying? Does isreal have, like, the least damaged ships or something? Like, wtf does isreal possibly have that the U.S. is so beholden to it? It just can’t be that isreal “is a historically important religious site,” because that’s just stupid. We don’t spend Billions of dollars a year to maintain the fucking Vatican, and we certainly wouldn’t while it’s actively engaging in genocide and aparthied. So why are we doing it for isreal?

    Gotta be aliens.



  • Pheidippides

    Oh man, are you selling it short. He was a professional running-courier, so we can assume he was well-seasoned for the activity, BUT

    The traditional story relates that Pheidippides (530–490 BC), an Athenian herald, or hemerodrome[3] (translated as ‘day-runner’,[4] ‘courier’,[5][6] ‘professional-running courier’[3] or ‘day-long runner’[7]), was sent to Sparta to request help when the Persians landed at Marathon, Greece. He ran about 240 km (150 mi) in two days, and then ran back. He then ran the 40 km (25 mi) to the battlefield near Marathon and back to Athens to announce the Greek victory over Persia in the Battle of Marathon (490 BC) with the word νικῶμεν (nikomen[8] ‘We win!’), as stated by Lucian chairete, nikomen (‘hail, we are the winners’)[9] and then collapsed and died.

    If I’m reading this correctly, he ran 350 miles in around a week or less? That’s insane.



  • Had a spider in my bathroom that I befriended. Named Steve. He was a tiny little thing that stayed on the crown molding, and had the foresight not to invade the inner sanctum of the shower space. I noticed Steve wasn’t catching many bugs, so I killed a fly, and while it was still twitching, I held it up for Steve to look at, then dropped said fly into his web. Steve must’ve been put off by the fact that the fly quickly died, and he didn’t bother eating it. Steve has now passed, starved up there in his web, without ever even touching that big ass fly I caught him.

    Spiders are stupid. You’re a more efficient bug-killer by far, I’d wager.







  • The UN Peace Keeping Force is there for a number of things, but mainly to Keep the Peace.

    They help citizens in a crisis, they monitor for illegal activity (including war crimes), and help with aid distribution. Their efforts are being hindered by the idf:

    UNIFIL has said previous Israeli attacks on a watchtower, cameras, communications equipment and lighting had limited its monitoring abilities. U.N. sources say they fear any violations of international law in the conflict will be impossible to monitor.


  • I unironically got into that song for a minute, and I’m just a little on the 'tism scale so I tend to listen to the same shit over and over. My SO was super weirded out by that song, because she couldn’t dissociate it from that scene in Silence of the Lambs. At that point I started putting it on just to mess with her, because she would always make a quip or give me a weird look, to which I’d immediately jump up and do the buffalo Bill pose-dance. T’was fun.

    Man, I just think it’s a banger



  • I hate this. When I was first hired, I really poured in a lot of effort. I took on extra projects, did extra work, trying to get ahead. But every extra project I completed would get sent to a supervisor and manager, they would absolutely wreck it asking for changes that made little to no difference, but took a lot of time to implement. And then they would just… keep requesting additional changes. for months. back and forth and back and forth.

    I got so sick of it, I don’t volunteer for fucking anything anymore. Oh, you want my input on this document you’ve changed as it affects how I do my job? Like I give a shit. Whatever I say will just get garbled and edited and ultimately you’ll just do whatever the fuck you want anyway so… No. I won’t suggest any edits or redline your document. I don’t care anymore. Just tell me what to do and I’ll do it till my shift ends.

    Just a bunch of middle managers who all want to look at fancy spreadsheets so they can appear to know what’s happening on the manufacturing floor instead of, ya know, actually going down to the floor. Then they all can pretend to know what’s going on to their higher up, who is in turn using that to pretend to know what’s going on to their higher up, each one knowing less and less, until you get to the CEO or Site head that knows absolutely fuck all about what’s going on, with even less of a clue on how to influence it, all because they don’t want to actually visit the floor or talk to the poors running their machines.

    I went from running my own business to this garbage, and although the steady middle class paycheck is nice, I regret it every day.



  • Man, I have such a hard time with this.

    Yesterday I had no work, so I planned on getting in a quick workout, then hitting up an open mic night (support your local comedy scene!) before going to a dance club in town I’ve been meaning to try out. I didn’t have any friends joining me, so it was going to be a very casual evening where I came and left each event as I pleased.

    But after my workout I was kind of cold since the weather has recently started it’s Downward Spiral, and I was dreading the idea of driving the 55 minutes to the open mic, then 30 minutes to the club, then another 40 minutes of driving to get home. The idea of commuting so much weighed heavily on me.

    I revisit the memory of going clubbing while vacationing in the Netherlands, and it was such fun. The main difference? The driving. When I was in Amsterdam, you just needed a bike and money for the train, and you could get anywhere. Don’t need to worry about driving, or trying to drive whilst intoxicated. I don’t drink, but I do enjoy a toke, and even being slightly elevated makes me super anxious about operating a 3000+ lb motor vehicle at highway speeds.

    I think about how much I hate driving, as I slip back into my comfy house clothes after my post-workout shower, resigning myself to a night inside, curled up on the couch, watching science fiction and eating too much.

    sigh. I should just move to the Netherlands already. It’s so much more free than here in the states.




  • I know that this movie will portray drumpf in a (rightfully) negative light, but even that isn’t enough. I can barely stand this individual now, why on earth would I want to see him being portrayed by a handsome actor for an hour and a half or however long this movie is? I am sick of hearing him talk, I’m sick of people talking about him, I’m sick of hearing about him, I just want him to get locked away in a prison cell to rot away the rest of his intolerable existence.

    I would need a movie to completely abandon portraying him in any light that could be construed as sympathetic or favorable. I would love to see a movie show drumpf in the same light that Inglorious Bastards portrayed hitler. Anything short of that is just giving this pathetic racist rapist more attention than he’s worth.