I have tentative plans to make my own smart lock by way of electric motor and commercial deadbolts with an RF scanner and a back up battery for emergency. It won’t be amazingly secure in a tech way, but I figure the combination of novelty and DIY should make it reliable.

That said, I gotta be that guy and remind everyone that all locks are security theatre and are not going to protect your house from the persistent or prepared. Your best defense is a combination of foresight and social engineering.

I choked on my coffee when this scrolled on screen.

The Nazi memorabilia was from their time killing Nazis and they remembered how great it was to kill Nazis. The few that were Nazis hid or because the others really wanted to kill Nazis again.

Best pet I ever had was a ball Python. She was the absolute cuddiest creature I’ve ever met. If she didn’t know your smell she wouldn’t budge from her current spot, but if she did she’d slide right up your arm and ride on your shoulders all day. Unless you have boobs, then it’s straight to the bra.

She never bit anyone in the years I knew her. She even had a preference for movies, if you played something scary she would hide but if you played kids movies she’d move to your lap.

Couldn’t we use this information to provide a fake fingerprint for the browser? Like a plugin that makes your browser read as being from an unmodified Chromebook?

I do not have tits, but I understand bra sizing and frequently have to advocate for women in my life to go get a proper sizing. I’m baffled by how women can wear a shitty bra for decades but know their measurements in every shingle companies arbitrary standards.

When it comes to quantities such as these, I don’t think they bother measuring.

while I can’t find my physical copy of this, I feel the melon would be perfect between the chicken and lamb.

Spend a year working in a retirement home. Then mirror that energy and just commit wholly to the bit.

I shit you not, this has gotten me out of trouble dozens of times. Any time I get pulled over I pull out the “golly jeez” and “oh dang” and proceed to talk the cop’s ear off about the fine minutia of my incredibly boring day.

Once got pulled over in a tiny town at 3am in a boaty cadillac with a dope sticker on the back windshield. Watched the cop go from “drug bust of the century” to “please don’t let anyone see me here” in about 4min. Literally watched the man’s will to live leave his body when I started taking about d&d.

I took to rolling mine, takes half the space, quarter of the time, and no wrinkles or seems.

Pro tip, you can also cook oatmeal and beans in it and it’s better then any other way.

Not to argue the meme, but plenty of masters still get injured by their craft.

My favorite tale is that the rat king takes the teeth. He trades in secrets which are stored in the teeth and children have an uncanny ability to over hear things that not even rats can learn, so he pays the children based off the quality of the secrets. You also can’t lie because lies damage the teeth and the rat king won’t pay as much.

Because people with whimsy are always poor.

TLDR for me?

My microwave predates digital timers on microwaves. Never saw the point of a microwave knowing the time of day.

Any movie where Cage “acts” mentally unstable is going to be the best fucking movie that year. I still can’t get over his role in Color Out of Space.

I honestly have never met a millennial who cares about star wars, this is our parents drama.

Bill S Preston and Theodore Logan, Spock, The Rock, Doc Oc, and Hulk Hogan!