Sue them. Not for money, but for the release of the unredacted Epstein files.

Richard is going to be too clever for his own good. I predict he’ll overthink too many tasks.

Embezzlement is a bit sketch

Embezzlement from billion dollar corporations is a moral duty whenever the opportunity presents itself, so long as that embezzled money gets redistributed appropriately, Robin-Hood style.

Mickey 17 was an overly inflated version of “Moon” with Sam Rockwell.

This one time, I tried telling some mob guy that he was funny.

He did not take it well.

But turns out he was just fuckin’ with me.

My father used to make a very excellent Cherry Liqueur from the tree in his yard.

Kegsbreath’s hair gel was left open again?

I love that episode. That and the “challenging wank” episode.

Edited to add: How can I possibly have forgotten to add Joe Wilkinson’s poem about naming willies… Unforgivable of me.

“It’s like I tell my ex-wife. Honey…I never drive faster than I can see. And besides that, it’s all in the reflexes.”

That’s quite likely it. Something almost impossible to notice on a conscious level.

Yeah. I don’t know how to describe it. It’s ineffable in that respect. Things like scrolling, etc… just feel a touch off in ways that are difficult to put words to. Not enough to be consciously noticeable; just enough to creep out the lizard-part of your brain that just knows when something doesn’t feel right.

Maybe it’s the subliminal messages Google has been injecting over the years to make you avoid Firefox/non-chromium browsers.

Well that would certainly explain my irrational fear of foxes.

Who’s head would get carried away on a pike? Miller’s? Theil’s? Musk’s?

Why stop at one?

What’s to stop the developers of a Chromium fork like Cromite from mainting MV2 compatibility themselves?

Cromite’s only flaw (IMO) is that it based it’s built in adblocker on AdBlock instead of Ublock.

I’ve tried moving to Firefox and I don’t know, it just feels ugh to me. (scientific critique, I know…). It’s just something I can’t put my finger on; Firefox just doesn’t feel performative. whether that’s a frame-buffer animation thing, or icon shadows, or something else entirely, it just feels off to me in some uncally valley sort of way.

Ah…the Theranos business plan.

Step 1: Vibe code an app.

Step 2: It’s buggy as shit.

Step 3: You have no idea how to fix it because you don’t actually know what you’re doing.

Step 4: Your app gets terrible reviews and nobody uses it.

Step 5: Release your next vibe-coded app, because failure doesn’t mean anything anymore. If developing an app is free and easy, it doesn’t matter if it’s a failure since you really had nothing invested in the first place.

I’m going to say something extremely controversial on something that I, as a ex-writer, lost the battle against a long long time ago.

Vibe-coded apps are like self-published ebooks. If you are a crap writer, and your book doesn’t sell, there’s no consequence to it. If nobody buys it, or it gets bad reviews, you don’t really need to care, because it’s entirely free to just keep throwing your crap out there no matter how bad it might be. You can literally bang your firsts on a keyboard for a couple of hours, pay a few bucks to upload it to Amazon and call youreself Stephen fucking King. It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t sell because it literally cost you pennies.

A legitimate publisher would tell you to go fuck yourself, of course. But self-publishing is like flunking out of med school and decided to set up a portable operating table on the hospital sidewalk anyway because “How dare some gatekeeper tell you that you’re not good enough.”

Vibe-Coders are of the exact same ilk. Gatekeepers exist for a reason, in both publishing and app development. If your work is crap, the response is to GET BETTER, not say “Fuck it, I’m doing it anyway”

Sorry…rant over. I get a little passionate about this particular subject.

No worries. After it’s all done, Karoline Leavitt will just speak into her speakwrite and retroactively everything will be re-written to say that it was always two weeks after all. Don’t panic, everybody.

I would fail to respond.

14 minutes!? Who the hell has that kind of time in their day!? /s