I don’t remember where I heard it, but I do remember hearing that one of the signs you’re in a dream is that your phone doesn’t work properly. Which leads me into this dream I had recently:

I was asleep, when my phone wakes me up. I don’t remember it actually ringing, just thinking “someone is trying to call me,” so I answer it and do my best to pretend I wasn’t just sleeping. We don’t have an actual conversation, like no words are exchanged, but through the inscrutable logic of dreams I ascertain that the caller is an old acquaintance setting me up for a job interview. We hang up and I go back to sleep.

Next thing I know I’m at the mall wondering if this was where my interview was supposed to be. I try to think back on the conversation but I don’t remember anything other than being really sleepy. For a moment I suspect that I must have imagined the conversation, maybe it was all just a dream. I don’t remember who I’m supposed to meet, where I’m supposed to meet them, or what job I’m supposed to be interviewing for. Then I reason that I wouldn’t have come to the mall unless I was supposed to, so I decide to fake it til I make it.

Sure enough, I find my old acquaintance who introduces me to someone I’ve never met about the job. We start chatting for a bit, and then the job interview turns into a scavenger hunt and I’m sent off into the mall with my prospective employer’s shopping list. I wake up before I find out if I got the job.

There’s this ad I keep seeing that I really despise. It’s for teeth-whitening toothpaste. The actress is wearing a white coat then holds up a tissue to her teeth, lamenting that her sparkling white teeth are ‘still yellow’

They cut away to teach you how toothpaste works, because surely you’ve never heard of this newfangled thing, and when they cut back she’s no longer wearing her white coat and says how much whiter her teeth are.

It’s transparently obvious that the wardrobe and tissue are just to give you something whiter to look at. But like… your teeth aren’t supposed to be freakishly white. It’s just something that Big Toothpaste wants you to feel bad about the way your body is. Also, using whitening toothpaste when you don’t need it can damage your enamel and cause you long term problems.

Well as long as Bill says it’s cool, I guess I don’t have to form my own opinion

Fucking hell, this damn shit-ass is making us read this bitch-dick piss /s

Maybe it’s because I listen to some pretty dystopian stuff, but I’m surprised Hell isn’t more popular. Then again, I suppose the billboard hits are usually a bit more bubbly than all that.

This feels relevant:

I am not a biologist, but the way I was taught was that monkeys have tails and apes do not.

As far as the spelling, “monkeys” is correct.

You may be thinking that you want the plural of monkey, but because it ends in y the ending should become -ies. For example: berry -> berries

However, that rule is a little more complicated, and the ending of monkey is -ey. Because there is a vowel before the y the ending you don’t have to change the -y to -ie and instead simply add -s

English is stupid.

I didn’t see a uterus until you mentioned it, but now I can see it with the shells being the ovaries.

I’d still peg this as Jesus though. There seems to be an impression of muscles in the torso, thighs, and pubis.

But the overall shape and the symbolism of the egg definitely speaks womb. Maybe it’s a message that eggs (gift from the womb) are a sacrifice (crucifixion) which sustains us (Jesus). Big J was into the idea that we had to eat him for our salvation. Or maybe it’s a commentary that life eats life.

I used to have really bad chicken-scratch printing and I wanted to improve.

The exercise that really stuck out for me was to find a font I liked in a book on calligraphy and started practicing the alphabet.

Before I started practicing, I didn’t pay much attention to how I was forming a letter, I’d just draw it - and it would look messy. Once you start looking at each letter as a discrete number of strokes you start paying attention to the small parts and the whole looks much better.

If you’re really lucky, you’ll find a guide with arrows showing which way to draw each stroke. Super helpful. Note that this font uses a fountain pen, so it’ll look different with a standard ballpoint:

Okay, but corpos aren’t training one model and being done with it. They’re training thousands of models, tweaking hyperparameters to find the correct fine tuning needed.

Also, putting the scale at 180,000 miles of driving makes it sound more insane to me. The earth is like 25,000 miles. If you could drive on the ocean, you could circumnavigate the globe seven times over!

Vincenzo, beati sumus?

Say, I’m not really a horse guy, but my dad says my mustang needs more blinker fluid. Well the guy at the stable sold me some, but now where do I put it?

Gotta get me one of them oonamaguys

“Living the dream!”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah, I hope to wake up any day now.”

In this economy!?

Aw man, in the tenth grade we had to do a music recital and this was the song I chose. Specifically because I knew thirty kids would have to play some music whether they were interested in the course or not, and I thought the whole sleepy thing was a funny bit.

All the cool stories really are made up :(

The cure for gender dysphoria is gender-affirming care, which includes treating human beings like human beings and allowing them a place in society.

Surely you’ve thoroughly thought this through though?

Cry havoc! Let loose the goose of war!

HONK

Gosh, the artist really knows how to twist the knife when they name something