

I suffer from a very sexy sleep disorder. What do I call it, Kif?"


I suffer from a very sexy sleep disorder. What do I call it, Kif?"


I’ve read everything in the captive’s war series so far. It’s good, but not great overall. The novella Livesuit was something else though.


I see you’ve read Elon’s historically accurate script.


Pretty big difference. An open weight model is a model that you can run on your own machine. You just download and it’s yours to host and use. You don’t need to have anyone host it on their own backend for you, the entire model is available to you to do that on your own. What you don’t have is any control over or access to anything related to how the model was trained. You don’t know what kind of data they used to train it, and how exactly they used that dataset. If you did, that’d be an open source model.
Isn’t that whole “community” mostly just one clearly unwell person?


It’s there right next to the emu and the kookaburra.


Who plays Odysseus? Someone with a beautiful head of hair I hope.


On Android the default camera app is usually the only app that provides all of that. Which is actually a problem. You usually lose your camera’s higher functions when you install a custom ROM and it’s usually an absolute pain in the ass to get them back if it’s at all possible because cameras and their drivers are all poorly documented proprietary crap.
I had to put some WD-40 on a seized cum the other day to unscrew it.


Worst I saw was some Lamborghini. You have to jack up the car, remove the rear left wheel, and remove the wheel arch liner to get access to the battery compartment behind it. Then you have to just feel around in there to pull the battery out, and feel around some more to push the new one back in.
Two examples I can think of:
“It’s a tie”, as in a draw, translated to mean “it’s a necktie”
“Roger that” translated to mean “that must be a man named Roger”


You know some board members touched themselves at night thinking about how much extra money they could get from you by charging you extra when they detect your fridge is empty.
The ones in the picture are not on the roof.
In any case, I don’t think that really makes a difference ultimately. Rooftop solar doesn’t make that much power in the grand scheme of things. It’s proper facilities that make the real power, and those are usually large solar farms, which are built over (usually rural) land dedicated for that purpose and do require more than 10km of cable to connect to the rest of the grid. Just like any other power plant, really.
I mean solar is great and all, I just don’t see that being a real benefit in any grid where solar is responsible for any significant percentage of generation. Or am I misunderstanding the argument entirely and talking about something else?
What does “doesn’t require much of a grid” even mean? I genuinely don’t understand that one.


Archimedes, no!


Last week I almost missed my train because of windows update.
Every day my hatred for Windows, well Microsoft as a whole really, grows. Every time I launch the almost incomprehensibly bad piece of shit that is Outlook, every time I have to restart explorer.exe because of some dumb bug that I remember from Windows 7, every time I try to mount a network share that has the same hostname as an already mounted one, every time the start bar launches Edge (not my default browser) to look something up on Bing (not my default search engine) despite my having turned that feature off, every time I have to dive into some settings to disable yet another copilot button, my desire to break into Satya Nutella’s home when he’s on vacation and spill old milk all over his furniture increases by a noticeable degree.
I thought I knew what the word bias meant but I’m not so sure anymore.


I’m sure the people who are looking for a relatively cheap but well built browser machine that can run forever on a single charge are absolutely devastated to hear they won’t be able to run the latest AAAAA titles on it.
In the legendary sci-fi book called Hyperion, one of the characters has a house where each room is on a different planet. That’s one of the things I remember most vividly from reading that book. I thought it was so cool.
Congratulations to OP for not seeing race.