

The o’l “can’t threaten a man with nothing to lose” gambit.
The o’l “can’t threaten a man with nothing to lose” gambit.
To rule as road King amongst my band of misfits.
I’ve gotten to a point where the quality of a PS2 game is higher to me than most AAA releases. I mostly play retro games, more open multiplayer games that don’t block users like TF2(and TF2) and indies… so, no. I don’t really need Windows for anything.
Facebook Nintendo groups are having a Biblical meltdown right now.
It is all 1000% on purpose.
They intend to ride it out and profit from all of this, and we’ll let them due to cowardice and division.
we could be building a community
Homie, I live in North Carolina.
Any worry whatsoever about the future is met with “God will take care of me.”
well, okay…
That’s not really an option for me. I have torn feelings with my family. My cousins are all my age and like brothers to me, but were taken in by the Trump bullshit like everyone else around me.
Die or lose my family and eventually die? I dunno, man. I might toss a quarter over it.
Crypto, especially BTC, always nosedives with stocks.
You can make out ok if stocks are steady but inflation is rampant, but right now, there’s zero hype to pump BTC with.
Is the botnet itself breaking the law or is breaking the law with a botnet breaking the law?
The not-bullshit version of this already exists.
Many know it as MySQL, Postgres, etc.
Databases don’t need Blockchains.
I feel like I have simpler reasons for leaving Reddit.
The third party apps quit working and the site and app run like shit and take forever to load.
Simple problems, simple solutions.
Yeah, it is.
I can support myself but, no one else barring a few piddly donations I make once a month to wikipedia and NPR. I make enough to have a teeny bit of fun on top of my rent. I can buy my tools, work on my car and be the dude I’ve always been.
I drive to O’Reilly’s and tear it apart in their parking lot. They see it as advertisement. Win for me. Win for them.
I’ve come to accept that retirement might be by way of Smith and Wesson, but I’m 37, helping who I can, doing what I can and just trying to be, man, and I think I’m doing an ok job.
I see my folks, visit my mom, pay my taxes and stay out of most people’s way. When the time comes that insurance doesn’t pay out for some such terminal illness, I won’t feel that bad about going out early. I don’t have a god to disappoint.