

I don’t like interacting with people IRL, what makes you think I’ll do it for my clothes?


I don’t like interacting with people IRL, what makes you think I’ll do it for my clothes?


neat!
a whole new instance to block.


when blockrock lips move, you can be sure it’s because lies are being said.


why do you think they forced all manufacturing to focus on AI?
ram, gfx, CPU, servers, etc …
they knew Iran was going to be attacked. how? because it’s all a grift. why? to enslave humanity.


your anger is so adorable, misplaced, but adorable.
I can imagine you’re just like an angry little leprechaun.
ok buddy, go on back to your rainbow before you hurt yourself.


chonky bars, clicky clicky. I’m old damn it. when you get as old as I am, practicality trumps aesthetics.


Make sure your printer is not on something flammable
I’m currently building an enclosure for mine that is double layered with backer board (concrete) and drywall (high inflammability).
also adding in a smoke detector that can cut off the power with a backup thermistor that when triggered will cut off the power and set off an even louder alarm.
my hope is to have it sealed air tight enough that even if a fire were to start, it would quickly run out of oxygen to burn. I may lose the printer, but hopefully I won’t lose my house.
my preference would have been to keep my printing to an exterior building but that’s not possible right now.
I share this in hopes someone might get some inspiration and protect themselves from the inevitable fire that starts from the hobby.


The exception being Biggs, although I’ve never met a Biggs.

how am I supposed to talk my family into using this over something normal?


I was out on business floating around the Cayman islands going from point to point and met a small statured man from the Philippines. he had this amazing boat that was so whimsical it felt as if it had floated out of a story book. it had these incredibly tiny glass chimes hanging from the palm roof and with the washing of the waves it sounded like magic.
anyway, he offered us something to eat and we obviously couldn’t say no. he quickly began to work on his boat cooking up a storm. he was an absolute master at what he was doing! it was such a thrill to see him toss a bit of this and that into his pot and watch over it lovingly as it simmered. the air was filled with this amazing aroma of garlic, saffron, and tomato.
finally after a mouthwatering hour of cooking he plated the most beautiful Bouillabaisse for us to enjoy, and what a treat it was! it was the best Bouillabaisse I have ever had in my life!
unfortunately, I heard not that long after that the cartel found him and took his life. it’s a shame that nobody will ever get to experience his cooking again, he was truly a master.


is it me or do those hands look really small


there was a riot on the streets, tell me where were you?


so if they actually find a way to get offered it would make sense to short the fuck out of them, right?
or…would it be the opposite because the market is clearly broken?


Cars are like horses: they shit all over the place and never work when you need them
that’d be helpful if they were wider than 5px.
I’m in my 50s with macular degeneration so seeing small things can be difficult.


oh yeah! that’s what it was.
stop being hysterical you damnable woman!
taxes are bad, when you aren’t represented by your government. people have started revolutions for less.