Bark!

Jerboa is pretty close in vibe. I was sad to see the pick tildes over Lemmy too.

Because of the API changes made during July of 2023 killing my Reddit app of choice (RIF is fun), their own first party app being garbage, and Reddit’s CEO lying about a conversation with another third party app developer (the developer of Apollo I think).

If you’re applying for an award that asks “were toxic ingredients used at any point while making this cake” because part of the culture of the award is not using toxic ingredients, then yeah, you need to disclose that you used toxic ingredients.

Woke up because I threw my shoulder out from rolling over wrong in the bed. Couldn’t fall back asleep because I was in pain. Couldn’t look at my phone easily because how how my shoulder hurt. Got up exactly with my alarm instead of sleeping in because I was bored and in pain.

Actually he grows to be Scrappy Doo, sadly. He never accepts his new body.

Except they’re actively hiring more people still. (My company that is doing RTO I mean.)

BLUE PRINCE! WOO!

“Well, honey, what was I supposed to do? It said it’s NOT here to do those things! They can’t lie! They’re hyper literal! That’s their whole thing! Plus, it seems like refusing it is worse, right?”

“Dear, you absolute putz! They are hyper literal! That’s the problem! If it said it’s not going to do those things then it’s probably doing something WORSE!”

Fear washes over me as I turn my gaze back to the living room. The strange creature now looked like a totally normal Christmas tree. Our mantle has two stockings, two on the left side. Obvious spaces for two more on the right are there, though there are no hooks. I rub my brow and head to the kitchen with my wife. I get the strangest feeling seeing the imbalance. Why did we choose to decorate like that? I look towards the entryway where the thing came in. Again, four cost racks, two coats. Four shoe cubbies, two empty. “Honey, I think this thing took our children-”

Just then, why was I talking? To who? I’ve always lived alone. Haven’t I? Then, there’s darkness. I flail my arms forward. What the fuck? I’m actually on my hands and knees? Or… Something?

There’s a blinding light. My eyes quickly adjust. I’m stuck in some sort of large box. A giant reaches in and pulls me up. It’s a child. “A puppy! What I’ve always wanted! Thanks mom and dad!”

I open my mouth to scream but only a bark escapes.

I was raised evangelical Christian in the Bible belt. I was a “true believer” I call it now. I literally believed there was a hell that people were going to. I’m glad I’m out of that.

Don’t worry, they ain’t ever gonna replace the Gregorian calendar.

I’m making a Star Wars joke based on a typo. I know what type coercion is. The joke is that dynamic typing is corroded and disgusting to me. The Star Wars reference being Anakin saying from his perspective the Jedi were evil.

It was obviously a typo

Pita is bad for celiacs because of the gluten.

.unwrap_or_ruin_christmas()

From my perspective, dynamic typing IS type corrosion!

This is a non technical hill but it is applicable to my technical career. The hill is that REMOTE WORK WORKS. I am so frustrated that so many businesses are going back to hybrid or full RTO.

THE AMOUNT OF TIMES I SEE PEOPLE USE A TABLE WHEN BULLET POINTS WOULD WORK IS TOO DAMN HIGH. Tables SUCK is you’re putting long paragraphs randomly in specific places and not others.

YESSSSSSSSSSSSS. You are so valid for this. Static typing is so so so so so useful.

Space Station 14 is a blast. If you’re really interested in hosting it though you might need a larger friend group. I think you’d need maybe 10 or so people before it actually feels interesting.

Edit: There are plenty of public servers to play on too.