Senior Chief Petty Officer. Starfleet is in my blood, and I’ve spent my entire adult life in service to boldly going.
Keiko and Molly are my favorite humans, but Transporter Room 3 will always be my favorite.
Just don’t ask who what’s in the pattern buffer.
Any time my father brings up stuff like this, I remind him that he and his brothers drove their car onto a frozen lake and almost broke through the ice, and more than once they bought tennis balls, soaked them in gasoline, and threw them at each other with welding gloves.
I know for a fact that he and his brothers did tons of dumb shit, and I won’t let him forget it even if he finds it convenient when comparing generations.
Literally doing so right now.
Sorry I failed my solidarity test, Luigi.
Tiocfaidh ár lá!
taH pagh taHbe’!
V’Ger? ominous noises in the background
Who said she’s not also an atheist? The woman was just outside the mall crying, the person who “found $200” is the one who is praising a god.
As someone who has moved several free pianos and now tells people I will drive it but loading and unloading is on them…
They all sound like complete shit.
The piano is free, making it sound good isn’t.
But then, most people just have a piano for decoration.
… Dodging?
Is that some kind of move weaklings make when they can’t take a hit?
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Don’t care how they got it.
Unethically, probably illegally.
Five) is a good one. Like “oh shit… I fucked this one up too much, I guess I’ll see how it turns out but I’m gonna start over with a new batch”
I’d love to see someone more creative with writing than me do some writing prompts with that premise. Maybe have someone from this universe ascend or something and actually confronts god as they’re spending time with their new family creation.
六> is also a good one, it reminds me of the idea that every single person is God. And when all of humanity has finally lived and died, god will become a single consciousness and join the rest of their kind. It kind of pairs poetically with Carl Sagan’s Pale Blue Dot.
The way I figure it, one of a few possibilities is true:
1 there is a god. He lets all the bad shit happen, and therefore isn’t worthy of dedication.
B: there is no god. Shit happens. Nobody is there to be worthy of dedication.
III- there is a god. It kicked off the big bang and sat back to watch. Either it has the ability to affect positive change and doesn’t, or it can’t. In which case, it’s still not worthy of dedication.
The end result is the same for me
I believe it’s properly pronounced “Brock ‘THE RAPIST’ Turner”
Yeah, like… This was absolutely me as a kid, I just imagined my fully grown dad but child-size, so I want to laugh…
But I can’t laugh when it’s just a photo that’s essentially going “HAHA LOOK AT THIS ABNORMAL PERSON, LET ME BRING FOCUS TO THE ABNORMAL THING HAHA!”
It feels gross.
So I approve of the joke, just not the accompanying image.
Most people are too lazy or stupid to take the initiative though
Full stop, go fuck yourself.
Having done exactly 0 research, I going to assume it’s one of those “DO NOT PRESS OKAY UNLESS YOU ARE EXPERIENCED AND KNOW WHAT YOU ARE DOING” and someone went “pffft I know what I’m doing. click now what does this option do…”
Jokes on you, my knife cost me $40 in steel, wood, brass, and sanding belts because I make my OWN knives for my cooking.
You know, I think I might just have two hobbies and one saved me money on the other…
In my experience most adults can boil pasta.
… And boil it… And boil it… And DEAR GOD TAKE IT OFF THE STOVE AND DRAIN IT BEFORE IT BECOMES MUSH!
“throwing together a quick meal” should have it’s own word.
“cooking” to me implies you’re working on something worth the time it takes, something you want to put effort into.
But when I just got home, nothing is easy to make and I have to throw something quick together, it doesn’t feel like really cooking to me. Like im half assing it, it should have a half-assed name.
But stabbing your neighbor isn’t exactly something most people are willing to do.
And any sort of attempt at organization leads to Alphabet Squad raids and whatever bullshit charges they feel like throwing at you after deciding you’re guilty of being a dirty commie/socialist/librul/not them.