The movie starred David Bowie’s cock, David Bowie was just a supporting actor.

I’d watch the fuck out of that.

Like, no. All sorts of carbide bits, including drill bits.

Lot of tungsten producers and recyclers in the US, kennemetal for instance. They would be happy to come get that cube, might have to crack it into smaller pieces.

My presentation had the Russian video where the kid gets wrapped up around a bar. Also had the pictures from where the guy got wrapped around a chuck and there is an eyeball sitting on top of the pile.

The manual lathe is the most dangerous piece of equipment in a shop in terms of fatalities. They cannot be made ‘safe’. You can only train people how to use them safely and not put idiots on them.

I’ve seen the chuck key of shame used and support its use. My rule was one chuck key fuckup, second offense, immediate termination.

I used to have a safety presentation on lathes. It was called, “The Happy Fun Lathe Safety Presentation.” Kittens and puppies on the title and chock full of gore.

SPEAK UP, F**ET! FADDER CAN’T HEAR YOU!

Spacedicks was a terrible place full of terrible people, but I still feel like something has been lost.

I might die if I couldn’t cuss while working. I’d just fucking explode.

I cuss during job interviews, both as the interviewer and applicant.

Shh. Only dreams now.

Ehh. IDK if that would be bad or good for Linux. More choices against the possibility of weaker teams/poorer code. Even if things did fragment for a while, one version likely comes out on top and everyone migrates slowly back together.

Interwebs and tech seems to route around this sort of thing.

No clue how all this shakes out. Not real invested in this ideological/bureaucratic slap fight.

It’s always entertaining when Linus flames off.

Anna’s Archive for ebooks.

I mean, I have a home server setup with 32 terabytes of NAS in a RAID 5 running the *Arrs and Jellyfin pulling from Usenet. Also running Calibre and paying for Anna’s.

Like I told a friend that got huffy with me over how I do my sailing, “I been pirating since you had babyteeth.”

You can be prickly if you want, but increased piracy is a symptom of a service problem. If Netflix hadn’t gone to shit, I’d still be using it. I’m considering paying for Samsung’s art subscription for my TV.

I will pay a reasonable price for convenient media. Make it difficult or expensive enough, and I’ll sail the high seas. Time is money.

I’ve been paying for a Pandora subscription for about a decade. Worth it. (Piracy is a service problem.)

Their recommendations for similar bands, auto play, and making stations from a band or song has let me discover so much music over the years.

Until a man is twenty-five, he still thinks, every so often, that under the right circumstances he could be the baddest motherfucker in the world. If I moved to a martial-arts monastery in China and studied real hard for ten years. if my family was wiped out by Colombian drug dealers and I swore myself to revenge. If I got a fatal disease, had one year to live, devoted it to wiping out street crime. If I just dropped out and devoted my life to being bad. Hiro used to feel that way, too, but then he ran into Raven. In a way, this is liberating. He no longer has to worry about trying to be the baddest motherfucker in the world. The position is taken. The crowning touch, the one thing that really puts true world-class badmotherfuckerdom totally out of reach, of course, is the hydrogen bomb. If it wasn’t for the hydrogen bomb, a man could still aspire. Maybe find Raven’s Achilles’ heel. Sneak up, get a drop, slip a mickey, pull a fast one. But Raven’s nuclear umbrella kind of puts the world title out of reach. Which is okay. Sometimes it’s all right just to be a little bad. To know your limitations. Make do with what you’ve got.

-Neal Stephenson, Snow Crash

Pomme de terre (IIRC) is a sad version of a underground apple.

Pineapples look like a pinecone but with a sweet fruit inside. Makes sense to me.

Then again horse apples, i.e., horse shit doesn’t taste great at all. Then again, again: horse apples, the Osage Orange fruit, are inedible. Osage Orange is neither an apple or orange tree.

English 'tis a silly language.

I didn’t figure my way out until I was in my 30s. Been out of it for over a decade.

I was brainwashed, my head was full of carefully crafted indoctrination. My extended family will almost certainly never be free of it.

We were subjected to an evil process from an early age. It’s not our fault. Losing the hate and guilt is also a process. Go easy on yourself. Takes a tough person to change their entire worldview. Only a few of us make it out.

I thought Clerks III was pretty good. Dealing with aging, unmet goals, loss, maturity, being comfortable and accepting your life.

Yeah, and no one, myself included, hardly finished watching The Walking Dead. It went to shit. WWZ was an even bigger disappointment.

I remember being pumped when I saw Alone in the Dark for rent at Blockbuster back in the day.

Fuck Uwe Boll with a rusty cactus. He personally set back movies based on video games at least a decade.

Snore.

I can’t stand most superhero crap. So boring. Predictable. Sophomoric. All the heros constantly tripping over Deus ex machina at the last second.

Do like The Boys, some Punisher stuff, Judge Dredd, the latest Crow movie was fantastic.

Couldn’t give a shit less about comic books.

They need to bring back the zombie craze, we got a few good movies out of that. Or maybe some more post apocalyptic stuff. Maybe Fox or whoever could unfuck the Alien and Predator franchises. But more superhero shit? I was over the fad before it started and it just keeps dragging on.

Quit milking this cow, nothing but dust in her udders now.

Badass. I’ll enjoy reading about it.

If I were younger and had more free time; it would be fun to infiltrate these groups.