They make fake tattoo sleeves.

That era of Internet history was wild. Between weird sex stuff like that and tentacle soup, weird body stuff like goatse and tubgirl, and straight up death like two guys one hammer. It seemed like every third person on the internet was trying to trick you into watching one of those.

Report, block, and move on folks. If the mods want this place to harbor racists then they’ll do nothing. But you did your job.

Yep. A lot of these tech companies that have run in the red for years are now being called on to produce a profit and pay the big backers.

You can’t really cook a person’s rib primal the same way you’d do beef. People meat is not marbled like beef so you’d want to cook it low and slow with a lot of moisture.

So while you could have a people prime rib sandwich, it’s not going to have a great texture.

I can’t argue with that because honestly I was jealous of the folks running it. But they are buying new equipment today and I’m not.

I’m chaos grandpa in one and tax evader in a different one.

Same. I have a lot of legacy recording equipment that I won’t replace until it stops working and it’s all mini USB.

I’m just glad I got what I did instead of FireWire.

Until the CIO gets the “telephone game” version of what’s going on.

I’m less concerned about that and more concerned about supervillains building lairs.

Some of us always look like shit.

That’s no fucking joke. Please just send me an email about this meeting because it’s not really worthwhile and I just want to crank out code.

Except for the <.1% of users who do things like compile their own version of Infinity with their own user agent. They’re still there and not looking at ads.

Yep. A few of the big boys are pushing for hybrid but I think the great majority will never be full time in the office again.

I’m having a ribeye, gratin potatoes, brussel sprouts, and a slice of pie. I’m having a glass of Maker’s 46 to cap it off.

I chose to eat alone tonight so I didn’t do all the fixings, but it’s enough for me. Last week was a tough one and for three days I’ve chosen not to deal with people. I may go out for a nightcap later but I’m not going to be dealing with anyone while I do.

Apparently, SpaceX has special tactics to stoke his grandiose ego and trick him into giving them the freedom they need.

It’s a tale as old as bosses. Many of them have big egos and think that because they’re in charge that magically gives them expertise. So if you want to do something you either get them looking at something shiny or you make them think it’s their idea.

I had a boss like that ages ago. If I wanted to work on something out of the ordinary I would plant the idea, then a few weeks later I would remind him that he brought it up a while ago. I used the fact that he had a million things going on so he never really remembered who brought it up. I didn’t care that he got the credit because I got to work on cool things and expand my repertoire.

You have women friends? Have them make your dating profile if you want to date online. Seriously. They’ll make you sound awesome while telling the truth. Chances are at least one of them is good at taking pictures.

Can you not have a bit of respect? Some of us are tryin’ to bask in moon glow!

They do it so I’m not as ugly. I apologize.

Same. They’re both perfectly valid opinions. If it’s 4 in the afternoon and I want a burger before a night of hard drinking, keep your damn egg to yourself. If it’s 4 in the morning after a night of hard drinking, a runny yolk on a greasy bacon breakfast burger is just what the doctor ordered. But for me hard fried or scrambled just don’t feel right.