Economic violence is violence. Destruction of property is not. #QT https://mastodon.social/@QasimRashid/116403724515737111

@ionica At last, a holiday specifically designed to make cats nervous.

Ah yes. World Quantum Day. The holiday that is/isn't celebrated by all/none and always/never has. #QT https://mathstodon.xyz/@ionica/116402359721533525

Happy World Quantum Day to those who do and do not celebrate.

@ky Thank you! 💙

Oh me? I just lead the crew that's up to their eyeballs in game analysis, tactics, and strategy. Don't listen to me. 😅

2811 just got picked for Alliance 1 at #PNW #DCMP and I'm losing my mind right now. I have been saying for *months* that we built a fabulous defense bot. Drivers don't want to hear it (they want to score points). Now defense might just punch our ticket to #FRC Worlds.

Playoffs after lunch […]

@aoh CYR

A screenshot of a Git Bash window. The user is building Flutter, which is going through its initial checks and downloads. The screen is paused on "Got dependencies."

Me too, flutter. Me too... 😔

"Human-in-the-loop" assumes the human in the loop knows what the heck they're looking at.

But sure, let's replace all the experts on ________ with Claude and minimally trained middle managers. Should be a great time with zero downside.

Ready for an extinction-level event. Enough with this "death by a thousand cuts" garbage.

Four micro PCs sit in a row on a bookshelf.

The #homelab grew by another unit over the weekend, and all four of these are sitting on 16GB RAM finally. It's *possible* I have reached the limits of this nonsense now, though I'm really wishing I had more CPU to throw at Ollama... 🤔

RE: mastodon.social/@johnmwildlife/116359722...

Have you ever come across a post is so completely on-brand for Masto that you worry a little it was artificially generated? I'ma follow this one though, because "Scottish Wildlife Photography" is just not something I can risk missing […]

As we enter into the next "beans and rice" era as a society, I feel it important to share this bit of hard-earned wisdom. You're welcome.

*ahem*

It doesn't matter that you're using an Instant Pot. Your "no soak" recipe is going to unleash an army of oligosaccharides that your body simply cannot deal with.

Soak your beans 24 hours. Change the water twice. Or pay the toll intestinally.

Important #hiking tips for men.

youtube.com/shorts/a39FsQNQYh0

In completely unrelated news, I'm meeting up with a shady fellow tomorrow afternoon to do a deal for some OEM-grade SK Hynix. If you don't hear from me, I'm probably bleeding out in a back alley somewhere in Lents.

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a $75 stick of used RAM from 8 years ago.

@aoh Yes. Be that. 😂 :QueerCat_Trans:

Wishing all my trans friends the highest of brightness, contrast, and opacity settings today. ❤️ #TransDayOfVisiblity

https://hachyderm.io/@aoh/116324034645634880

Annie (@anne@toot.cat) Attached: 1 image In 1999 to 2000 I was going through a very rough patch in my life. In the span of a few years, I'd gotten married, lost a parent, birthed a child, gotten divorced, changed careers, and relocated 3,000 miles away from everything and everyone I knew. What with the state of things, I didn't get to see Galaxy Quest when it was first released. Finally, on a day I was feeling particularly low, and shortly before the movie left the theaters, I canceled work and took myself out to a midday matinée. I was the *only* person in a vast theater, of a size that no one builds anymore, sitting and waiting for the lights to go down. At one point, I turned and peered up at the projectionist's booth. I saw a shadowy figure moving back and forth behind the window, bending and straightening. This was in the days before automated, digital films. The Phantom Menace had been released digitally in 1999, but the equipment to show such films was extremely expensive and most theaters hadn't converted yet; "projectionist" was still a real job. While I was looking, the figure paused, strode to the window and peered back at me, then disappeared quickly. I turned back around and continued to fidget and ponder the misfit pieces of my life. At the top of the aisle behind me, the theater door swung open and banged loudly on the wall. The projectionist strode down the aisle toward me, a tall barrel-shaped man with a thick beard and glasses. My first thought was that the matinee was canceled due to low turnout, and I'd be getting a refund. Just as I'd resigned myself to that, the marching projectionist shouted out in a booming voice, "WELCOME to your PRIVATE viewing oooooooof GALAXY QUEST!!!" He stopped in front of my row, and I saw that he had an *armload* of STUFF. One by one, he began presenting each thing to me, and as the pile in his arms dwindled, the one in my lap grew. "As our SPECIAL VIP Galaxy Quest GUEST today, YOU are entitled to..." "- A commemorative t-shirt!" "- A poster suitable for framing!" "- A limited edition refrigerator magnet!" "- A button to pin to your lapel!" The list and the shwag went on. With every ridiculous item, I laughed harder and harder, until there were tears leaking out of the corners of my eyes. Then he bowed and shouted, "WE HOPE YOU ENJOY THE SHOW!" and turned on his heel to march back up the aisle and out the exit door. Alas, of all the shwag only the magnet has stood the test of time. But the humor and kindness of the unknown projectionist lives on. #storytelling #GalaxyQuest

Reboosting for happiness. https://toot.cat/@anne/109973639872973297

I'm sorry to hear that, Krista. No pretty words, just deepest sympathies. 💔

If anything, I thought I was upholding some BS christofascist ideal. The rebellion came much later, sad to say. But I truly thought they were standard-issue White Evangelical Republicans™ until Trump's first term.

A woman holds a "No Kings" poster at a protest.

And I was surprised to learn that my parents have been secret lefties for yeeeears. Ever since Dad passed, Mom has been letting the secret out more and more.

But like... Where was this when I was a gross, fashy teen drinking the Rush Limbaugh Kool-aid?

Parents are so weird.

Only if you're singing it to a cat.

The song 'Express Yourself' is about acne.

Not everyone knows that, but it's true.

He had one job...

www.aljazeera.com/news/2026/3/21/former-fb...

I'll never turn down chud-on-chud violence.

The boys in these deposition videos look like the high school students we have to cut from our robotics program because of behavioral issues. #QT social.freedom.press/@freedomofpress/11625056...

Massimo :bot: (@Rainmaker1973@zpravobot.news) Attached: 1 image Tiny bat

My heart... #QT zpravobot.news/@Rainmaker1973/116245050...