Yeah, I think you’ve got a good handle on it.

I imagine that Kamala could at least win an argument with a potted plant, which is more than you could say about Biden at this point.

Yeah, I don’t get it. I was confused and not happy when I saw he was running again. He could’ve gone out like a heavily watered down LBJ, instead he’s going to be forever remembered as the lost nursing home patient who wandered onto the debate stage. This is an unmitigated disaster, and the only way forward I see now is have Joe step down and let Kamala be the president. I’m not excited for that prospect, but I assume she can at least win a debate against a potted plant.

Yeah, it reminded me a lot of the Carter/Reagan debate, only if Carter had a massive concussion.

And when he said he beat medicare

I would vote for a wet sandwich before I vote for Trump, but Jesus Christ, it would be nice if the democrats fucking tried.

If only. Dude looks and sounds like he’s about drop dead. I cannot begin to express how enormously frustrated with the democrats I am.

The one about cows is no joke. Hitting a cow in a sedan at highway speeds is more or less the same as hitting a brick wall.

Edit: actually, given the choice, take the brick wall, because at least a simple masonry wall will crush and crumble and absorb some of the impact. The cow will just gain a sudden increase in its net velocity at your expense.

Who said anything about getting wrinkles out?

Hey, thanks for the advice. If I have some free time and spare gumption, I’ll definitely give it a go. If that happens, I’ll let you know what comes of it.

Not op, I got a free Ender 3 from a frustrated co-worker, and am now the frustrated co-worker. I’ve tried getting a new glass print surface, tried using glue sticks, tried changing print temps and speeds, tried levelling and re-levelling and re-levelling the bed, but I just can’t get the print to stick for love or money. It’s now been re-homed to the garage, as a parking obstacle for my bicycle.

Gas prices mean nothing if you can take the train. Every time gas prices jump, people start thinking about alternatives. Might be pretty sick, actually.

If you’ve got better ideas, we need them, get out there and get on it. As it is, we’re sleepwalking into catastrophe.

Tbf, the Europeans have some pretty fucked cryptid lore, it’s just that they’re more chaotic neutral and less chaotic vengeance than the American variety. My favorite american cryptid is an old one you don’t hear much of anymore, and was born from Pacific NorthWest loggers: the Hide Behind. Basically, this mf stalks your shit and will always duck behind a tree when you turn to look at it; it’s fast enough to never be seen clearly, but you can just catch glimpses of it if you’re fast/lucky. Eventually, it catches and eats unwitting loggers who let it sneak up on them.

Edit: I also like the deer stories. One of my all time favs was a free text about a deer stumbling up the street very clearly saying “BEEP BEEP BEEP” like a car being unlocked, followed by “Honey, I’m home!” over and over. That was the whole story, just a weird fucking deer stumbling up the street and talking to itself. 10/10 would gladly read again.

It’s just high, high volume. You swing at every pitch and you’re statistically bound to eventually hit some home runs. The CIA is always up to some shit.

Agreed. We’ve built a society where you’re largely only allowed to exist in public as a consumer.

I was discussing this whole “safer with a bear” thing with my wife earlier, and she agreed that it was more about the bear will almost always just fuck off and leave you alone. Imo, the problem is the lack of social (third) spaces in the West, particularly anglo-North America. The only places left where you can encounter a potential romantic partner are in their home or in a place of business, and both are generally unacceptable for romantic solicitation. We’ve even managed to largely flush the Internet as a meaningful third space. So, folks are left with the choice of committing a social faux pas or being lonely, which is kind of a shit choice.

If we brought back third spaces whose sole purpose was socializing and community-building, we’d probably see stuff like the “safer with bear” sentiment disappate.

But what if I’m a big huge baby about it, what then?

Israel, the state, tries to conflate the two in order to have an impenetrable shield against all scrutiny.

“Jesus Christ, Israel, why are you playing soccer with dead babies?!”

“Excuse me? What, do you hate Jews or something? What, are you some kind of Nazi?”

And lies, don’t forget the lies