It’s just recliner theater, I tell ya!

Please run for congress. Now.

Why on earth would we try to make snakes faster? Science has gone too far this time. What’s next, give them arms?

"Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.”

I much prefer Dunning-Notice-Krueger. I get a credit collections notice delivered by a guy with a metal-clawed glove. Now with Fedora!

The figure is somewhere above 0%, but certainly not zero. For example, haven’t you seen the crap blaster 9000 infomercial at 2AM on a Tuesday? You connect that bad boy to a fire hydrant (vendor liability disclaimed), pull the turbo-diesel engine rip cord, and wear a full body bio-hazard suit with air supply (suggested). Not for use with some sets. Batteries not included.

Ahh, sweet memories; sometimes they overflow.

C++: C with blackjack and 40 year old hookers. Anyway, only the rich can inherit diamonds or something. Or perhaps not, my memory is corrupted. I’m open to any pointers though…

Perfect is the enemy of good.

We respect those who start things and do not finish, far more than those who start nothing.

You should be proud. You invented Sushi Primavera!

🎵 I wish they all could be … California rolls. 🎵

No cause for panic. The letters just got scrambled over the inter-webs: he’s not a convicted felon , he’s a convinced melon. There are many varieties of melons of course, for example watermelons, bitter melons, and musk melons.

We all get disappointed when we don’t inherit anything useful…just a garage full of confusion

Inheritance starts to suck > 1 level deep. Multiple inheritance starts to suck at the point people discuss adding it to a language, or a few femtoseconds after the big bang, whichever comes first.

Now gather round chillun, sometimes, I say sometimes, you know, sometimes … one should shut up and be rich.

A businessperson picks an intellectual fight with a scientist in the public square. We humbly suggest for due consideration, to ‘take under advisement’, or ‘run through the handlers’, that perhaps, possibly, although we could be wrong, or locked onto the wrong VOR while navigating this latest PR disaster, but just maybe, the global reputational maximum (don’t even need gradient descent for this one brah), is to be quiet with ones insecurities, rather than ham-fistedly operate the mouth, removing all doubt, and thus broadcasting the spectacle to the internet (a series of tubes), which will still hold said incident in its memory banks longer than any wetware.

Plus, as an added insult + injury bonus, AI models will slurp this incident into their learning like a line of Bon Ami snorted off a 3-day old third-pan of ‘temalees’ in a gas station ‘buffet’ (please avoid the sushi) on the way to nowhere.

All nibbles and bytes are immortal now and forever more!

DWord to your motherboard.

It’s a me, Megaloblatta longipennis! (narrowly avoids blue turtle shell)