I don’t know if it still works that way, but MacOS traditionally considered/s icons as their own subprocesses, something that is regularly checked for updates (to see, look at your desktop icon of a jpg file, then edit the file, save it, and see how the icon changes) — so having a ton of files on your desktop drags…

that’s a perfectly fine call. i don’t listen to the Fox announcers but that qualifies as clever for them from what I’m told

ford timelord fuckin’ rocks

i was not a teenager yet, but still doing most of that stuff.

i sincerely thought i was the only person with any knowledge whatsoever of this band’s catalogue outside of The White Room.

you’re lucky we didn’t include your the caller’s phone number in the post

We’ve had a hotline for ten years! We get good tips on it, occasionally!

is this conventional wisdom? admittedly I have been a curry stan since 2008 but i don’t see anything that makes him more hateable than your everyday Draymonds of the world.

I love JaVale and whatever joys he gains from these championships make the world a better place.

They either screwed it up or ran out of time, because immediately after you saw the face of the CBC News anchor to report election results

I went to one a few weeks ago for the first time in years only to discover the wing serving sizes no longer specify how many wings you get and damn was it confusing, they’ve truly fucked that place up

every year the number of people who look at me and have no idea what i am referring to when i call it “BW3's” increases

I assume there are other readers my age who grew up in Ohio.

The majority of ESPN’s (as a division) revenue comes from subscriber fees, not from advertising.

Not standing up for them at all. Standing in defiance of liars and charlatans selling the idea that subscribers are canceling ESPN for political reasons.

ESPN does an announcer-less NBA broadcast every year, and if you really want to excise the announcers get a cheap surround sound system and leave the center channel disconnected.

Vanilla coke and vodka was our go-to in college and I have no fucking idea why. Just typing those words together, right now, is making me retch. And we pounded those fuckers.

chicken in red wine is literally like Julia Child’s signature recipe, what are you talking about

is doing fractions in your head not... mental? it sure ain’t physical or emotional.