This is universally the phone your teen sister has when you visit home over the holiday.

He narrates the Minecraft audiobooks my kid listens to as well.

My grandparents had one too. I never once saw them sharpen anything, but it moved around the front yard every once in a while, so they must have been keeping it out for something.

I used to think like the OP/image, but now I’m in your camp. You should absolutely eat things you don’t enjoy if they are good for you. But bad pizza crust is just punishing your mouth while gaining weight.

I understand the food waste argument, but it’s wasted whether you eat it or not. You’re wasting just as much if you don’t eat the peel of the banana.

I was thinking the exact same thing. The weird length makes it feel menacing.

Nothing in this article, sadly. I want to know the same thing.

The Blood Machines OST is my favorite album of any genre, and I’ve never even seen the movie.

It was definitely considered piracy by the public at the time. Everyone I knew called it a “legal grey area”, but as far as I know it was legally permissable.

The media companies tried their hardest to make it sound like you were destroying the entire industry and you’d go to jail for life as soon as they caught you.

What makes me mad is the boomers I watched copy rentals and NFL games are the same ones telling me I’m stealing by using an ad blocker.

It was fun to see Michael Emerson in Fallout with a dog that looks just like Bear. He’ll always be some variation of Finch to me.

We need a Thanks I Hate It (TIHI) community on Lemmy. I don’t like this news you have posted, but I do appreciate that you posted it.

Very interesting. It would certainly make doom scrolling harder. Email always feels more personal, like each message was sent specifically to me for a reason. As opposed to feeds, which feels like looking at cars as they drive by.

I think this system pushes against those boundaries. This sort of concrete brainstorming at the edges is such a crucial part of software evolution, so thank you.

All the people trying to sleep in those houses:

I didn’t even know he was sick.