For the first time, ChatGPT made me laugh. I don’t usually talk with it (rather, I tell it to give me something), and I’ve disabled most of its suggestions and conversationalness. But I started it in this case. And it gave me a response that made me actually laugh out loud. I’m in green above. Below that is ChatGPT.
“The ‘nuke the doghouse’ era is over.”
That’s good stuff.
I customize my machine, browser and computing environment so much I can barely use anyone else’s computer.
When I sit down to use other people’s compies they must wonder if I’m actually an IT expert as I stumble around aimlessly, unable to find anything. Then I usually resort to the command line and/or PowerShell.
Not nearly as fun a Sunday as it sounds. Alas.
I was just thinking of the time my friend, who speaks five languages and is learning a sixth, forgot the English word for “speakers” due to being exhausted and called them “sound boxes.”
That makes me smile.
The only thing I know about most people is they be clownin’.
What is the biggest misinformation you remember being taught in school?
That fungi are a type of plant.
I disputed this and noted that fungi were an entirely different kingdom of life, but was told to be quiet and learn it the way it was taught. Of course, I did not.
It’s funny to see people positioning Walmart as some ethical, better alternative to Amazon. That’s some serious crack smoking going on there. Same with Target. Not one of those companies is better than any other. It’s just which has the superior propaganda operation at the moment.
And I got no dog in this fight; I patronize them all.
I found a video of some of the people I’ve assisted while doing IT over the years.
It’s extremely accurate. A documentary, if you will.
My head is so fucking big that most commercial headphones don’t fit or just barely fit.
This noggin is doin’ a lot of work always, but I wish it weren’t quite so gargantuan.
I think a fun ‘horror’ movie would be Amelie but she’s disgusting and evil instead of just pleasantly mischievous pic.twitter.com/PZnGoohuwW
— Misha (@drethelin) May 2, 2022
I too would enjoy a Maniac Pixie Dream Ghoul film.
I love it when there is an error that says, “Contact your system administrator.” Bro, that’s me. I just contacted myself and without an actual error message this whole thing is freakin’ worthless.
It’s even worse when it’s an application you wrote and it says that.
To a lot of the left, “bullying” is telling them truths they don’t want to hear. I’ve been accused of bullying by leftist clowns because I’ve said things like:
You get this picture. Pathetic. If that’s bullying, then fuck yes I am a bully. Proud to be.
Mexican food is fine.
It’s never great.
You’ve never had great Mexican food.
It’s just fine.
— Coddled Affluent Professional (@feelsdesperate) November 22, 2025
I know this is just low-value ragebait slop, but I have certainly had great Mexican food. A co-worker’s (Mexican) wife at a previous in-office job would send in food with him for the team and it was a-fucking-mazing. Some of the best food I’ve ever had.
She was such a great cook. I met her in person a few times and I could not shut up about how good her cooking was. She beamed the whole time.
Chinchilla donkeystomp agoraphobia Bismarck.
One time I was staying in a cabin in the Frozen North with a platonic woman friend of mine. It got unexpectedly hot — into the high 80s. The cabin was exposed to the sun so even for me it got quite sweltering during the day in there.
As we baked, she said, “I hope it won’t make you uncomfortable, but I am going to wear as few clothes as possible. I just can’t stand this heat.”
I told her she could go naked for all I cared. It’s nothing to me either way.
She replied, “I know you don’t care, but I’d be too self-conscious all the time about whether my tits looked good or not.” Which made me laugh. And I can also understand.
As it was, she was in the smallest bra and panties I think I’ve ever seen in my life. So it’s not like much was covered anyway.
(And yes, she knew I was going to put this story on my blog.)
The next day, the heat broke and we went back to not dying in that cabin. Beautiful night sky there, though. It was a fun little getaway.