The one that gets me the most is the Billet Labs copper water cooler... Like holy shit how big of an asshole do you have to be to NOT return to them what you agreed to return, and then to just auction it off
Why are we hitting a New York area Rapper?
12 years here, across two accounts. I nuked the last day that RIF was able to be used.
I only go back because of the Ukraine Subreddit. Once the war is over I will be done with that site.
The main page yesterday was almost all Bot spam from what I saw before jumping to war updates. It was really noticeable and only served to reinforce that I should be done over there. Random misspelled posts, or words that shouldn't be present, or even just totally mislabeled posts with 2k+ karma.
Noticing it made me pause and wonder just how bad is reddit now, and when will Elon buy it and rebrand it to Xeddit or something similar
I stopped going to Reddit for the most part when RIF died. I only hit r/ukraine now because of whats happening there and its one of the best to get information. If there was any where else I could go, then Reddit would be dead to me.
Funny enough, my phone told me on Sunday that I used it 9 hours less than I had the week before, which was down about 4 hours. So I really need to thank Spez for giving me that much of my life back.
I am finally getting around to cutting the cord here in a month (Xfinity raising my prices another 40$ a month). I have a Plex server on a WD myCloud, and am ripping DVD's left and right. I need to start hunting for a decent VPN, and site to pull torrents from.
Terry Pratchett said it best!
“The reason that the rich were so rich, Vimes reasoned, was because they managed to spend less money,” wrote Pratchett. “Take boots, for example. He earned thirty-eight dollars a month plus allowances. A really good pair of leather boots cost fifty dollars. But an affordable pair of boots, which were sort of okay for a season or two and then leaked like hell when the cardboard gave out, cost about ten dollars. Those were the kind of boots Vimes always bought, and wore until the soles were so thin that he could tell where he was in Ankh-Morpork on a foggy night by the feel of the cobbles. But the thing was that good boots lasted for years and years. A man who could afford fifty dollars had a pair of boots that’d still be keeping his feet dry in ten years’ time, while a poor man who could only afford cheap boots would have spent a hundred dollars on boots in the same time and would still have wet feet.”