sometimes it feels acutely unfair that being a decent shitposter doesn't make you a millionaire and I'm doomed to a life of answering emails for 6 figures
NFTs are wild cause if you're gonna spend $50k for a picture of a meme, it should at least be a huge replica that you keep in a secret collection to show off to a bored woman who can't wait for you to stop droning on about your insipid views on art
some things to get straight about AI: if you talk to me about it at a party, I will NOT engage with you seriously. I WILL pretend we're talking about Allen Iverson. I WILL commit to the bit
some things to get straight about AI: if you talk to me about it at a party, I will NOT engage with you seriously. I WILL pretend we're talking about Allen Iverson. I WILL commit to the bit
In middle school I met someone on AIM who sent me a novella her friend wrote and it was a romance story set in Vietnam written in broken English with a confusing alternating first person narration, and it was the most beautiful love story that absolutely demolished me for days.
[walking into a room with no furniture]
my idiot friend who doesn’t have a bean bag chair sewn to his ass: oh shit, oh fuck
me: don’t worry bro, i got you
forever thinking about the cover band made up entirely of active members of the US Armed Forces who did a cover of “Killing in the Name of” where they sang “heck no, I won’t do what you tell me” and changed absolutely nothing else about the song
2016: trump proved he’s presidential by going a whole speech without a slur
2024: biden quieted his haters by not falling off stage
2032: president elect killbot’s bloodlust isn’t so boundless, he responded to 2 straight prompts without promising to blot out the human scourge
worst part of the bible is when jesus comes back from the dead just to visit all the other characters to do a bunch of exposition before going up to heaven. it’s just poor story telling
no one talks about the edgar allen poe story “exfoliants” where a deranged man sneaks sand and shards of rocks into his mortal enemy’s soap only to find it just makes his skin soft and supple
[walking into a room with no furniture]
my idiot friend who doesn’t have a bean bag chair sewn to his ass: oh shit, oh fuck
me: don’t worry bro, i got you
