I used to work with truckers, and a LOT of them started out like this.
I used to work with truckers, and a LOT of them started out like this.
I used to use high-powered (4KW) lasers at work every day. Now I make 3D models and sit at a desk.
Guess which job I like more.
I don’t like fishing.
It’s not because “eww, worms” or “eww, fish”. It’s two things. The big thing is, I don’t want to hurt some small animal like a worm or bait fish, just so that I can hurt some other animal by dragging them into an environment where they can’t breathe. Oh, but the humane thing to do is toss them back? Imagine being pulled out of an airlock into the vacuum of space, photographed, measured, and then put back in the airlock? I don’t need to do all of that to some critter just for fun. Which brings me to the second thing about fishing that I don’t like : It’s not fun. It’s boring. It’s so boring. Just stand here and hope a fish eventually bites.
This makes sense, every gay person I’ve met drank water.
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The meanest, most dangerous dog I knew was an american eskimo owned by my ex wife. This was a 20 pound fluffball, and he looked like he would be friendly and fun to scratch behind the ears.
He loved to bite people, especially children. He had a specific thing he would do when someone looked at him: he would look up and smile, while vigorously wagging his poofy tail. You’d reach down to pet that brilliant white, angel-soft fur, and as soon as you were close enough, he would take a chunk out of your hand or arm. This wasn’t a playful bite, he would bite down hard and hang on.
“Andor” is the best Star Wars series.
Super strength is something I could see being problematic.
The movies always show the super strong hero picking up buses or trains with one hand, but in reality you have to lift such vehicles in specific places, or they will be damaged. Youtube is full of videos depicting cars falling from mechanic’s lifts due to improper lift point placement, or just old fasioned rust. Imagine Mr. Incredible going to pick up a bus in a state where the roads are salted, and just breaking off a handful of the frame.
It’s not finished. It will look like this when they complete it. It’s a nature bridge.
If only there was some way to consume weed that didn’t involve smoking it.
Speaking as an American - an electric kettle. Just a thing that plugs into the wall and boils water.
I use it for tea, of course, but I also use it any time I need boiling water for something, because it’s faster than a kettle sitting on the stove and it doesn’t use gas.
I used to work in a metal fab shop years ago. There were a couple of the guys on my shift who would drive to the bar down the road for lunch, drink as much hard liquor as they could in 25 minutes, and then come back to work. The ones who didn’t go to the bar instead stepped out back and smoked a joint.
It did leave the break room nice and quiet for me during lunch.
Many states in the US don’t have an inspection. I live in one of those states. I once observed someone driving down a highway with four donut spares on their car.
I remember my parents talking about some thing or other in star trek that would be impossible because you’d need “terabytes of storage, and that’s probably not possible”. And now you can go buy 1 tb of storage and lose it in your couch cushions.
Speaking as someone who grew up in the 1980s…
Micro-SD cards almost don’t make sense to me. I’m not saying I don’t believe in them, because of course I have a few of them. Obviously they exist and they work. But. They’re the size of a fingernail and can hold billions of characters of data. I uwve a camera that ive put a 128 GB microSD card in. A quick tap on the calculator tells me that’s over 91,000 3.5" floppy disks. Assuming they’re 3mm thick, that’s a stack of disks 273 meters tall. But this card is so tiny that I have to be careful not to lose it.
ITT: people getting upvoted for whining about posts from fragile males, while the few such posts are downvoted to oblivion.
That happened to me once! I was 15 and going to school, was riding a Lotus Eclair I’d fixed up. I entered the school zone and wanted to see if I could get over 25 mph. But there was a cop hiding and I got a ticket. I had to tell my parents, and I think they were impressed with my 31 in a 25 speeding ticket.
The best part was having to go to court, and the judge asking how I got a Lotus (she was thinking of a car) and then upon learning the truth, asking the officer why he was wasting his time stopping a kid on a bicycle.