Well, now we know you can use a dictionary. And call people names, We have no idea whether you understand engineering, though. I'm not feeling it here. What does copying and pasting from another website, without attribution, do? Nothing.

This is going nowhere, of course, but you're clearly confusing "experimenting" with "throw everything at the wall and watch it stick." Yes, for what this dude is doing, it's fun, and tinkering and playing around with stuff is usually fun, especially for techies. That's how folks learn. But you — yes, you — called this…

Back to the frat with ye. Consider me pwned—tell your bros!

The thing is, I have done this work. There's nothing wrong with experimentation. But you put up the douchey picture—not me. Have a nice day.

Just so you know, that state represented by the flag in my little avatar there? That's in the country. Indeed, it's in the "continental" United States. When called out on it, folks usually just say "oh, we mean the contiguous United States." Oh-kay.

If you're going to engineering school, god help your clients. Your clients aren't paying you to experiment with off-the-shelf kludges. They are looking for elegant engineering solutions well grounded in engineering science. Read a bit, son. I know it's not part of the engineering curriculum (look, ma! An arduino and a…

You call that engineering? No wonder so much shit doesn't work any more. Four bad solutions to one problem is always < 1 good solution to 1 problem.

What rules? The electrical code? Fires? "Using more electricity than permitted" can, in some instances, equal "nasty fire." Your kids don't want to live there.

You get the "I'm older than 18 and can think like an adult and not a kid who drools every time the word tech comes up" award. Fucking with dorm wiring: very bad idea.

One of the first things you learn in undergraduate engineering education is that there are fire codes and building codes and electrical codes—and that they exist for a reason, were written by grown ups, and are not stupid.

That's "dispensary *weed." I need to learn to type.

True that. The dispensary week is top shelf spliffage these days—not like the ditchweed we got in college. #kidstoday

I'm thinking mine was less painful. At least, I don't remember being knocked out, or burns.

That was my first thought. A big bolus of coke, straight up the hoo-hah? Ask your doctor about intravaginal cocaine, the quicker picker upper.

As much as I remember the stories about Mickey Mouse Blotter Acid!

I thought women used them to separate the stems and seeds from the (medicinal, certainly) weed.

OK, I LOLd, because that's hella funny.

My god, I cannot decide whether that image is pro-pedo, or pro-melanoma. Both?

Fair enough. I was verbose; that's a bad habit. And I don't want to be the comment sheriff—I'm a lousy candidate for the job. So I am fully chill now. And I agree that these bros must not dig soccer players if they can't dig the soccer fans. Your comment, in context, made it sound like women are barred from playing…

When I was young, I always found the Coppertone girl a bit odd, and I am a guy. I thought "that poor girl and that mean dog." Also, in the old school ads, didn't the pants come down lower and show quite a bit more cheek/butt cleavage to see the tan line, which was the whole point? Looks like they toned it down, so to…