If I remember correctly, in sci-fi at least, a neutrino bomb kills the people but leaves their stuff…

I remember the “totally autonomous for real you guys” robot that couldn’t even be Waldoed into shutting a dishwasher…

“Here’s Jose Flanders!”

“Buenos ding dong diddly Diaz senor!”

Í live in Fort Worth, why the hell do I get amber alerts for Houston!? That’s a 6 hour drive at least…

I was wrong. You’re not an AI shill, you’re just an AI that was told to justify its existence…

I can tell you’re an AI shill…

LLMs are spicy auto-correct. Anthropomorphizing them isn’t going to suddenly change reality…

Roasted asparagus is the bomb. Streamed broccoli with cheese sauce. Raw broccoli with ranch dip. Raw celery, again with ranch dip/dressing.

I see you dude/ette!

I get that it could be a one-or-all kinda firing, but in my mind, a species that could build the Halo array wouldn’t be limited by something as trivial as light-speed-lag; nevermind the fact that it was supposed to to be an “end-of-days” solution, implying that it needed to hit everything, everywhere, all at once.

So hitting the “fire all dem bitches” button should be instantaneous, to the point the flood couldn’t survive by slipping in between the firing patterns…

Wait, I thought it was a simultaneous firing?! Though since the new Shepards of the Halo Franchise have proven themselves to be pants-on-head incompetent, the lore of Halo now seems to be worth less than the spit wasted taking about it.

Steampunk, art Deco, maybe a little retro-futurism.

I don’t think Nikki Minage (spelling?) meant to say: “I want you to fart on my young”

Pretty much. Pepsi and Frito lay are one thing now.

The Retail Store Semi Related to Archery, has a policy for how we send stuff back to corporate.

The stuff that costs the most to send back and process; returned merchandise that can’t be restocked, or products that aren’t being sold anymore, but can’t be donated.

At least at my store* We can’t send a truck back without at least one Gaylord (seriously what they are called, a large cardboard bin) full of recycle plastic, one bail of compressed cardboard, and one compost bin. They absolutely love it when we send back a bin full of clothes hangers, almost enough to pay for the truck.

There are also special cardboard boxes, called repacks™ that can be folded down flat and returned to the distribution center.

So for us at least, it’s almost completely a cost covering tactic, with a side benefit of being a fairly decent recycling policy.

As a frequent devourer of Star Trek novels, this concept pleases me.

Yeah, the Dallas i remember from growing up was a lot greener than what reality is showing me lately. Zeroscape lawns have taken over a good chunk of the richer neighborhoods. I guess when you piss $100 into the lawn every month, you start to see the appeal of having a massive Zen-garden.

Texan: First time?

As someone who spent a week in a mental hospital after my ‘attempt’, fuck you.

I usually turn my head one way and stage whisper the parentheticals.

The only thing I remembered about that commercial, is the number of tires changed in each shot…