It’s exactly this reason.
The house from Fight Club.
Imagine getting free surgery of any kind in the U.S. That’s how you know this is a false claim.
I love i3wm. Incredibly lightweight and minimalistic.
When you get this to work, hit me up for some venture capital.
Gibberish? That’s poetry. I sang it to Billy Joel’s ‘We Didn’t Start the Fire’
No, sorry. This was on the east coast. I bet the same story applies to a few different bases though lol.
Worked on a military base that had a small lake. Against policy, a civilian employee went out fishing during his lunch break, somehow capsized his rowboat and had to be rescued by the on-base fire department. Unsurprisingly, he didn’t lose his job over it.
Maybe the good pastor was just listening to a lot of N.W.A. at the time and had a moment of confusion.
Hello fellow Dvorak user.
I used a Mac SE/30 running OS 7 quite a bit in the early 90’s. I remember it being incredibly reliable; in fact, I can’t even remember what a crash looked like on a Mac, whereas I can still picture the BSOD from Windows 3.1.
I don’t remember noticing much difference in snappiness or intuitiveness between Mac and Windows back then though. Both were pretty easy to learn, even for people with limited computer experience. Anything with a hard drive felt snappy at the time, because the previous generation of computers all ran on floppy disks which were slow as molasses.
Just imagine the carnage if his hands had been just slightly larger.
Strap-on human butt cheeks. Now I’ve seen everything.
Minor nitpick: the primer in the botched dummy cartridge wasn’t enough to fire the bullet, but it was enough to unseat to it from the case and lodge it in the barrel. Later, a normal blank cartridge was fired while the bullet was still stuck in the barrel. The powder in the blank was enough to dislodge the bullet and propel it to lethal velocity.
I enjoy fixing things, even other people’s shit, so I categorize that time as entertainment instead of work. It’s time I’d otherwise be using to doomscroll on Lemmy.
And a few crates of gold bars.
Lol, real life “Airplane!”
A sci-fi drama about a guy who develops a brain tumor. The tumor becomes sentient and can communicate with the man through their shared thoughts. Over time, they develop a kind of friendship. At the end, the man must undergo brain surgery to remove the tumor. Despite being able to prevent the surgery somehow (haven’t worked this part out yet), the tumor allows it to happen anyway, knowing that it must die in order for the man to live.
I think I would write this as a short story, but I’ve never written any fiction before and don’t even know how to start.
Upvoted for being factual and logical, and also for the use of twain.