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When I read “never used a computer with a keyboard and mouse” my first thought was “wow, they only ever used punched cards” until I realized you meant they only used touch screens.
When I read “never used a computer with a keyboard and mouse” my first thought was “wow, they only ever used punched cards” until I realized you meant they only used touch screens.
Their format and style makes them highly meme-able.
It’s a series of tubes, actually. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Series_of_tubes
Question from a concerned parent: did the quinoa turn your kids gay?
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Damn, that song was written for this thread.
I’ve only ever heard it used in very rural areas and only by old people, so I’m not sure how relevant it is anymore. But, probably best to read the crowd before talking about spies or ghosts I guess.
Not OP, but in the U.S. it’s an older racial slur for a black person.
I kept reading the article trying to find the reason why DB is so crappy now, only to realize that a 10 minute delay is catastrophic by German standards. I’d love to just have any kind of public transit near me.
Right? When did we start becoming concerned with a public service being “profitable”? I’ve heard this applied to the US Postal Service a lot recently.
“Who left the fridge open?”
Scorcher VI - Global Meltdown. All I remember is the trailer, can’t even remember the movie.
Ass to ass!
It’s been 10 hours, how are you doing?
I ditched Ubuntu for Mint a few months ago. Also a good decision.
Spork is the guy from Star Trek, right?
Often times, one or two large companies employ a significant fraction of the community. In my (rural) hometown we had a university and an industrial battery factory. Almost half of all the families in town had at least one member employed by either the university or the factory.
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.