

You’re only allowed to like what I like!


You’re only allowed to like what I like!


I learned the Vail/Morse thing from a Jon Bois video. His videos have taught me a lot of things, some useful, most trivial, but all stuff.
I had a friend who lived with a few dudes in a house, and I go over to her place and she’s getting ready and one of her roommates is sitting in the kitchen eating a chicken breast and broccoli. We get to chatting, and he tells me he’s going to Olympic trials for luge, and so obviously I ask how you get into that.
He ends up telling me he ran and was successful at track, and he basically got poached, mainly because of his size and his running ability.
So yeah. That’s it.
Right. I should be able to be common sensed through age verification at this point.


Who’s Barry Badrinath?
Yeah, but there’s also seatbelts in the back. The car is either straddling the line between generations or it’s set design fucking with us.
I really understand how people with otherwise good lives get to an age where they no longer want to live forever.
I kinda take solace in this a bit. I’m 38, got young kids, and I don’t generally stop to think about my mortality but when I do it’s always with the thought that I’d miss stuff, mainly related to my kids and them growing and us all being a family. But presumably the rigors of life just become life, and you get to a point where you’re okay saying “Welp, that’s enough!” Perhaps I’m just rationalizing my future fears or something, I dunno, but that’s my hope, that I’ll reach an age where I can comfortably say I think I’ve seen it all, or seen enough that I can go peacefully into nothingness.
Obviously the darker alternative is that I’ve seen enough pain and I can’t take anymore. But I am not here for that! Good feelings only!
I read that he “surreptitiously” gave them to her, which tonme implied some kind of sneaking. On the other hand, I’m confident she was clearly aware of everything but never went public because then they lose all that money.


I switched to Lawnchair when Google starting messing with the search bar. They added features right where my thumb would press to use the search bar, so I was constantly opening an AI search that I did not want. Lawnchair let me stick with a launcher I liked and was used to, but gave me the customizability to get rid of bullshit like that.
And I generally don’t like change, and I certainly don’t want to have to do any work to facilitate a change that I don’t like in the first place, but Lawnchair was incredibly easy to set up and go. Runs basically like an app, you change your default launcher to Lawnchair (and I assume this step is similar for any launcher you’d use), and bam, runs on top of everything and that’s that. Simplicity is key for a simple guy like me.


I changed mine finally after Google kept adding shit to the search bar, specifically AI stuff. And it was conveniently placed right where my thumb had pressed prior to the implementation of this new shitty feature.
I went from the stock Google launcher on Pixel (still using my 6a, til it dies) to Lawnchair. Lawnchair is essentially the stock Google launcher, but I could get rid of stupid features. It looks and performa nearly identically.


Semantic bullshit is another big karma farm here too. I could’ve said updoots, arrows, upvotes. Whatever pleases the Lemmings.


Hating windows is the ultimate karma farm here on Lemmy. If you can somehow hate windows and Trump in one post, expect to see that shit at the top.
I French press for a long time, back when I’d drink four or five cups a day. Believe it or not I ended up with heartburn. I actually took to putting filters (bamboo) in between the screen and the metal spokes to filter my French press, and it actually helped a bit. And apparently French press coffee is super high in cholesterol, and running it through a paper filter can reduce that.
I do drip now though. And it’s fine. I really just drink coffee to wake up in the morning. I put the coffee in, it fills the pot, I pour the pot in my cup and I drink it. They’re both easy, and they’re certainly easier than some of the silly methods I see nowadays.
Drip coffee. Easy. Coffee is a utility.
Just watch that cholesterol.
But I can’t watch the Godfather and doomscroll at the same time, so it’s objectively bad.
Plain and pepperoni are two different things!
In a similar vein, I’m a sausage pie guy. Give me some ground sausage on pizza and I’ll eat that for life. Anytime I get together with people, there’s always the “what toppings” discussion, and people bring their fucking bullshit to the table, and I say get sausage, and people go mehhh mehhh mehhh, and you know what? Everyone eats the goddamn sausage, and were left with olives and mushrooms, and peppers and onions, and fucking Hawaiian.
So I appreciate it. The classics are classics for a reason.
I’ve always talked about The Rolling Stones like this. I respect what they did, but I was born when rock had really gone beyond it. The Beatles too for the most part. Even a lot of '80s punk. I wanted faster, heavier, more technical. All the old stuff just felt basic to me, but I know it’s a matter of perspective.
I used to throw westerns on if I’d had one too many drinks and going to bed was not recommended. I was trying to turn off my mind, but also not get into watching something, and a boring ass old spaghetti westerns was it. Lots of silences, strange noises to keep me from really falling asleep, it was perfect.
Ended up really getting into the genre because of it. Fistful of Dollars trilogy is fantastic. Once Upon a Time in the West is amazing. The Shooting is a lesser known acid western starring a young Jack Nicholson that was just weird.
I think a reason I like them now is a lot of them are really well directed with these sprawling desert shots juxtaposed with in-your-face views of the characters. The movies don’t tell you what’s going on, you just watch.
Windows works fine.