I just had this funny thought— so boomers adopted and settled into Facebook after millennials made it popular. And then everyone except for boomers stopped actively using it. It’s kind of their “retirement social media platform.”
Now you have TikTok, which the millennials flocked to after GenZ popularized it. Does this mean after Gen Z flees the platform that it’s just going to be the Facebook equivalent for millennials?

It’s like people forgot about that.

Good. I don’t want them bitches to think they know me.

I honestly have no recollection. It was about 10 years ago. I probably just used like half the seasoning packet with salt and pepper. (Because that seems like something I’d do.)

I once forgot about it in a crock pot using the fast cook method and basically boiled the whole thing into mush. It made for a delicious bean dip.

Amen to that. I thought about having a serious look around, but I’d rather not deal with their nonsense.

Hitting the back button takes me back to the page I was visiting. An annoyance.

Disabling content blockers seems to prevent the behavior, but then you’ve disabled content blockers.

I experience similar broken site behavior from other online platforms, too. I suspect Shopify is trying to annoy users into not using adblockers.

I’m not sure which part has been debunked. Do you have a link on that?

The news is now widely reporting the bullet casings were inscribed with some ridiculously long messages. (For a bullet casing, anyway. It seems like a lot of words to me.)

[Utah Governor, Brian] Cox said that there were inscriptions on the casings of the fired bullet and three unfired ones. The fired bullet casing contained the inscription, “Notices bulges OwO what’s this?” An unfired bullet casing read, “Hey fascist, catch!” And a second unfired casing read, “oh bella ciao, bella cio, bella ciao, ciao, ciao.” A third unfired casing said, “If you read this, you are gay.”
CBS News

The rifle is bolt action. The spent casing was still chambered.

I do find it interesting that DOJ lawyers have been seeking the death penalty for Mangione, and linchpin of their case is that he inspired other shooters – something that until recently was openly laughable.
Adding that the story of the supposed writing on the bullets is based on a memo that circulated at the FBI and it’s unknown if that memo was based on accurate information or just the figment of someone’s imagination to create a narrative that people will now just accept as fact.

So you’re saying fatal strokes cure Alzheimer’s?

(Let the record show this was a joke comment.)

Everything you said is valid, and in my experience mailings easily take a week to orchestrate.

If you have to send out 5,000 letters, you have to first print 5k letters — assuming the local water department already has a robust template in place, and it doesn’t wind up dragged on by reviews and approvals.

If they haven’t made generic prints to keep in stock, they have to have their own print facilities, or have an on-call printer capable of doing all other work to deal with emergencies, or possibly work outside of business hours.

Even then, it’s a minimum turnaround of a day. The mail has to go into the system, be sorted and sent to local post offices, then given to mail carriers. The few times I did direct mail, they estimated a minimum of 3 days to deliver, even when dropping off first thing in the morning and the addressee was in the same city.

Even if they managed to get next day delivery, they’d still have a 24h delay in which people could be drinking contaminated water.

The question I have that will never be answered is what happens if she cuts her hair short or dates a man with long hair?

Oh, yeah. They didn’t even give me an option. Not even really a matter of them saying it was legal or anything. It was a quick awkward convo in which they were too rushed to really listen and I was too flustered to really make them.

I’m not all that annoyed at the pharmacy. They are trying to save me money. My comment is really more about how the insurer adds confusion and delays, because of their second guesses, insisting on verifications, etc.

Currently waiting to begin taking a medication my doctor prescribed because the pharmacy wouldn’t fill it without prior authorization from the insurance company, but to do that, they had to go back to the doctor to request the doctor fill out paperwork to send to the insurer.

During the appointment with the doctor, we already discussed that my insurer likely will not cover the medication, but looked up the retail price, which is not beyond my means or out of scale with the benefit I expect it to bring me. I’m okay paying out of pocket, but my pharmacy is locked into this process that has stretched out over a holiday weekend, so it’s likely I’ll get the medicine a week later than I otherwise would have.

This is more mental health related, and I’m okay physically, but if the blood tests and years of failed approaches from other methods are any indication, then this could show immediate and significant impact.
But I have to wait for the wheels of capitalism to grind on, so they can ensure maximum value extraction from a very expensive insurance policy.

A few possibilities here:

Her boyfriend in prison.
I wonder if they started out as pen pals before he got locked up (ah ha! Entendre doubled!), or if it was like a kittens for convicts situation and she got adopted out.

Maybe it’s a cover and the kisses are a ruse while she passes information from the four-legged liberation front (FLLF, pronounced floof for those in the know). The network is going to extract him soon, once they figure out how to open doors. He likes the idea, in theory, but also likes the scritches that only the monkey-paws can deliver.

Yup. You got it.

I bought a batch of business PC’s from a foundered business back in 2010 for cheap, to flip and sell on Craigslist. They were supposed to come wiped, but almost none of them did. I wiped ‘em/reinstalled the OS, but before I did, I got into a few of the user accounts and found that basically all the machines had been used for in the past few months was job hunting.

My first Linux issue was that it didn’t support the USB hub I had at the time that was just always plugged into the windows machine I was installing Linux onto. So in 2003, I took my bulky tower to a friends house and it booted on the first try after weeks of failures trying on my own at home.
I was both relieved, and incredibly annoyed.

My overactive imagination: They used a speargun designed to fire RJ-45 shaped bolts through walls, pulling high tensile strength networking cable with it.