that’s the true ‘average’ person. they don’t know. they don’t understand. they don’t even want to know. they just use this magic thing that shows stuff from the internet. they don’t even know what a bookmark is, they just ‘google’ for everything. even google, ffs.

one of their earliest acquisitions, way tf back in '98

i had one back in the earliest of days and used to add missing data to credits. i still occasionally catch myself trying to use ‘us.imdb.com’ as its address.

i do that too. if it’s from a number i’m gonna answer (but don’t recognize), i do. and then watch the call timer on the phone and don’t say anything until after three seconds. legit callers are always still there, the computers–never are.

if a call rings through that the phone company has tagged in caller id as probably bogus. i just answer and hang-up right away. they don’t call back.

since STIR/SHAKEN rolled out, the scam and robocalls here have really dropped off. only a few per week now… even to the phone numbers that are published (intentionally) online.

of the ones that get through, nearly all of them are coming through new voip points-of-presence popping-up in small towns all over our very rural part of the country.

about the third loop around, when science had evolved to the point males of a species were no longer needed to procreate–the women left and settled somewhere amongst the stars, far far away.

don’t be dissin’ what was a good beer, either

he bought land in scotland for a golf course in 2006… near where an offshore wind farm had been in planning for several years.

he either doesn’t know what due diligence is, or him being himself thought he could muscle the local and national government into nixing the wind farm (or both).

he objected to the project’s formal application. he lost.

he sued. he lost.

he appealed. he lost again.

the wind farm was built, not completed until 2016.

he’s been on an extra salty vendetta against wind power, and basically all renewables, ever since.

twitter (or rather, a bunch of little mini-twitters that can talk to each other), but without the billionaire poop-stain in charge of it.

same. only because it was the only one i could remember the name of when i was setting up the ‘mini tablet’ (which is just someone’s old phone. has no sim or service). it’s an old and slow phone, so it doesn’t get used often. i’d much rather be on a desktop.

kwik trip (upper-midwest us) has both roasted and fried chicken. neither is cheap, but they got it.

leftovers. breakfast taco, fish sandwich, reheated french fries from friday’s lunch, maybe part of a burrito.

Me at 18 in 1980’s: “wtf is a bitcoin?”