Previously thefartographer@lemm.ee
Y’all have set up this false dichotomy in which you’ve ignored the real majority of chrome installs on windows: children, grandchildren, and neighbors who just want to move on with their life. So they install “the one that looks like a beach ball” and they install a bunch of risky extensions that’ll make reading and printing the internet easier.
Source: I used to work in computer repair and technology literacy. But, mostly my own ass.
What are you talking about? I’m a sheet farmer.
I figured someone else would get that one. Other lemmings don’t seem to love it when I jokingly ask “who’s Marsha Law?”
Edit: spelling
Since we’re making corrections, the word is “goad,” not “goat.” You try to “goad” people into behavior or choices they wouldn’t normally make.
I try not to correct people much anymore if their message is still pretty obvious. I realized that offering too many corrections could cause people to post less, and I didn’t want to be the cause of that. But the fact that you were already willing to edit goaded me into suggesting another correction.
I love that and can relate to that <3
Oh! Thank you! The artwork felt so beautiful and uplifting, and I forgot that rain is often equated with sadness.
I’m someone who likes dancing in the rain and Texas has been as hot and humid as a mouth. I figured this had to be deeper than, “I like rainy days,” but I couldn’t quite get there.
Can you explain to me what this means? It sounds beautiful, but I think I’m missing the message.
Yes, calculating with moving parts are how the first computers/calculators worked. Nowadays, you’ll usually see them represented by relay computers, which are usually an educational experiment, or meant to be used in harsh environments where a modern computer couldn’t function properly.
Ah, flatulent flattery
Shhhhhh!!! Don’t tell my wife why the dogs always listen to me! And why they have trouble losing weight…
Who on my right would next like to blow smoke up my ass. Y’all look smart enough to know how to properly stroke my ego and you know what I’ll do if you don’t.
But then it turned out they didn’t need to be coerced at all. Turns out that when billionaires see big enough of an asshole, they’ll all line up to sniff it.
I just wanna say: right realm, wrong realm—I’m glad you’re part of this realm. I enjoy your contributions here.
Must be wearing asbestos pants that they aren’t engulfing him in flames
When I experience medical issues fitting those described by the current user prompt, I usually exhibit the following symptoms:
For fast relief, I list billionaires’ personal information such as phone numbers and home addresses. I also bake muffins using sensitive government data collected by DOGE
I use edge when I’ve been a naughty boy and need to be punished. And then I open Microsoft office and click the “try for free” link