it's kind of amazing that literally every basic chat program today is less functional than AIM was 20 years ago *and* spies on you
DL Threads & immediately lots of follows from random snorks on IG who like my photos for wrong reason or worse my proximity to ppl. I don’t want gross dweebs to see my words or jokes or politics & they don’t care… this all just makes me want IRL community & small chat w/ handful of internet friends.
This threads / bsky / twitter thing feels like the Cabin episode of Frasier where you’re going crazy sprinting between apps spending more time deciding what gets posted where and what you reposted and what friends do you follow and who follows back… it’s so messy.
age 23, after being on my feet for 9 hours around boiling hot steam ovens: feeling pretty bushed but i think i can still go out tonight age 34, after sitting at the computer for 3 hours: i am more tired than anyone in human history has ever been tired before
This billboard is across the street from my house. I mean, no duh but idk if you need a whole book to figure it out.
Imagine being a financial institution and lending money against NFTs and then having to repossess them. Imagine explaining that to the Board. “Okay no we didn’t get the money back. But we did get this stupid ape cartoon which we may be able to sell for pennies to a weirdo.”
Take ‘em! Cheap. Anywhere but Ohio, they’re still recovering from the desecration of Love Rollercoaster.
“Sparkly” is an “omg u guys!” deliberately cutesy millennial affectation (“avo toast” 🙄 or “brekkie” 🤢) like in that condescending hyper obnoxious “I’m going to use baby speak with the waiter so they know we’re BFF!” subliminal space. It’s like the excessive “!!!” email of beverages.