Dark Star(1974), directed by John Carpenter (The Thing) and written by him and Dan O’Bannon (Alien). Worth a watch for the low-budget effects and realistic depiction of what it must be like to be stuck in a spaceship for 20 years with the same people.
Is this what being on drugs is like in normal times?
Make sure your hosting supports webfinger, otherwise activitypub probably won’t work. I’m on Siteground and they explicitly prevent it. Matthias Pfeferle, who wrote the ActivityPub plugin and now works for Automattic, actually asked them to enable it but they said no. Other hosts might do this as well.
I’m so angry I’m going to spend hours angrily inscribing a clay tablet telling Ea-nāṣir know how angry I am.
Eventually, even Tom Brady wasn’t Tom Brady. And he’s no Tom Brady.
I’m sure he’ll be prosecuted. Oh, wait, he’s a Republican, nevermind.
Shocker.
Removed by mod
Of course he’s Black.
ChatGPT, show me the world’s tiniest violin playing “No One Gives a Fuck” in A minor.
The Feds have a history of not indicting until they’re sure they have enough evidence to win. Either it took them a lot of searching or they found so much they had trouble getting it all in.
Perhaps the women are tired of misogynistic religions telling them they’re inferior.
I was developing 30 years ago and I love what’s available today. Nostalgia is fine, as far as it goes, but things change and sometimes for the better. This is one of those cases.
He thinks he can get away with the same shit Trump pulls, but crazy as he is he’s no Trump.
Heaven forbid an animal have emotions.
The world they lived in is long gone along with the food they ate and the rest of their species. It seems almost cruel to bring them back.
It’s just a chair. Next to a machine. That doesn’t arm wrestle.
The major Abrahamic religions tend to be misogynistic, though some are better than others. It’s unsurprising that they’re tired of it.
Floorp
Thanks, these look interesting. I’ve been using Firefox forever for my personal browsing (but Edge for work) and I’d prefer to stay with it if I can.
It was a long time ago that I realized that women’s clothing sizing was largely fiction. Trying to buy clothing for a girlfriend or (later) my wife based on the tag of something they already owned was an exercise in futility.