Semi-Hemi-Demigod

Knowing specific features of a language is one thing, but not being able to even pseudocode a FizzBuzz shows they lack the basic logical problem solving ability that programmers need.

If you’ve got a problem with Canada gooses you got a problem with me and I suggest you let that one marinate.

I really love being alone so it worked great for me. I hardly left my property and had so much upkeep to perform that I got in great shape.

But if you’re a person who likes people and needs human interaction I wouldn’t recommend it. Unless you really like Zoom calls.

When I lived in the boonies I had a house like that. It was on a windy mountain road that was rarely traveled except on Sundays when people would drive their classic cars around. I could sit there with a beer after mowing my lawn and have my own private parade, and walk the couple miles into town no problem.

For work I just had to walk down the hall because shipping my brain through meatspace to push buttons in a different place is stupid.

A few years ago I moved from the mountains to the suburbs and I hate it and can’t wait to get back.

I miss the stars…

If black people had gone back to traditional religions after emancipation I imagine the Reconstruction would have been even more filled with racist violence. Assimilating into the dominant culture is a survival strategy.

See also: The Sikh family who lives near me who had to take the symbol of their religion off their car after having it vandalized for being “Muslim.”

Third-person perspective

Monkey’s Paw: You are also paused. You cannot move to unpause. You are trapped in your own consciousness forever, as is everyone else.

But would we remember between quicksaves? Would other people? If my boss quicksaves before our meetings and then I quicksave and honestly tell him what I think about this job, whose quicksave would take precedence?

I heard somewhere that the reason people want flying cars is the same reason they wanted flying horses.

I have to go to Dayton for a week at the end of the month and if I could sleep in my own bed I’d hate it a lot less.

Chemistry is just messy physics.

Biology is just messy chemistry.

Physics is just messy math.

One should always be drunk, that’s all that matters.

So as not to feel time’s horrible burden

That breaks your shoulders and bows you down

You must get drunk without ceasing.

But what with?

With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you choose.

But get drunk

“Be Drunk” by Charles Baudelaire, as interpreted by Liam Clancy

Anyone wounded by monkeys should seek immediate medical attention

I’d say that’s solid advice even if the monkeys aren’t infected

You totally didn’t read the first sentence

And 9% of the rest would just be griefing them

I’ve had this argument too many times with newcomers to antiwork that I’m not going to do it again with you. But ask yourself this: If people so desperately want to work, why do they dream about winning the lottery so they don’t have to? Why do they save up their entire lives to enjoy their golden years not working?

Stop looking at this from the bottom of a 6,000 year old hole that tells you that you need to justify your existence to your superiors.

I’m thankful to antiwork for turning me on to David Graeber. He has a huge body of really amazing work and I’ve enjoyed all of it I’ve read so far. He was taken from us far too early.

Robertson (square) is also great, and it’s as Canadian as bagged milk

A 2018 Nissan Frontier. It was a loaner car while my Pathfinder as in the shop, and because it was brand new I thought it would be nice inside. But it wasn’t. It had no power anything, a four speed automatic, and only AM/FM/CD. But the worst part was the floor was so high I was basically sitting with my legs straight in front of me. The ride was bumpy as hell, and the noise was so bad the little four speaker radio could barely be heard.

Honestly, my 2010 Silverado (RIP) was a nicer truck, if only because it was heavier so the ride wasn’t as bad.