Silly person, power doesn’t matter!

I’m gonna go out of a limb and say “yes” but NDAs and other such legalese require them all to be cagey about an explicit answer. I mean, it’s not like the fundamental hardware architecture is that different. They’ve got their secret spice blends but that is two fucking pots of chili to me.

Relying on the youth vote.

Boris Johnson was Right. There!

The guy calling Sutton a cunt really bothers me. She seems like such a sweet person, she’s literally doing no harm to anyone, she posts a nice picture, the broo-haw gets started, and out of nowhere some random Bruche calls her that.  What an ass stain.

So those two guys were gay the whole time?

All team/video/conferencing should be invitation ONLY with secure access only. Business, private, community groups, it doesn’t matter. It should always be secure invitation only.

We’re using Zoom to replace classroom interactions in my school. We’ve looked into this problem and have solutions that prevent this happening to us.

I appreciate the sentiment and I’m definitely pro-physical distancing. I’ve barely left my house these past two weeks. But, also, I live alone. I know a lot of people who live alone. Many of us suffer from mental illness, including depression and anxiety. Yes, we can maintain connection through electronic means, but…

Did you know that it's possible for things that you're not interested in to exist without harming you in any way?

Perhaps you haven’t seen a little movie called Jurassic World, but Colin Trevorrow is amazingly, almost perfectly clueless about women.

“How? Because fuck you, that’s how.”

“THE DEAD SPEAK!”

Speaking of, I feel cheated that Palpatine was resurrected by opening crawl and we never found out exactly how he survived. That was some bullshit.

The point of the scene never was “the kid with the broom specifically is the future”, it was “there IS a future.”

They’re good droids, Brent

Do you know what I do when the plane lands? Nothing. I sit there and relax while all the busy bees trip over themselves and get angry and work their blood pressure up trying to get two minutes ahead of each other, and when they’ve finished I leisurely stand up, grab my things, and saunter casually off. It is not…

I don’t care if they recline back to the point where they are curled up in my lap. Just don’t do disgusting shit like take off your shoes, change baby diapers in the main cabin (on the tray, no less!), or clip nails.

Actually, quite the opposite, I think.