Rob T Firefly

I had to look up what “octopus” means in terms of diving equipment to alleviate myself of a mental image of each of you diving with a little sea creature friend snuggled up on you, which for some reason you’d grab if distressed.

I have been chuckling like a dork at this particular patent since such things first became searchable online, and have never found any evidence of it being manufactured and marketed at all.

The “non-adhesive adherence” is illustrated in the diagrams on the patent which you can see at the link. The inventor proposes “a facing of fluffy fibrous material” to provide the filtration and the adherence; basically this thing is the softer side of a velcro strip, bent in half with the fluff facing outward so it sticks to the inside of your buttcrack to hold itself in place in front of your anus and filter your farts through it.

Pretty much every comic who guested as one of Dr. Katz’s patients can count that appearance among their best work. I loved that show so much, and not enough people know about it anymore.

I most loved how Kevin Conroy’s Batman from the Animated Series portrayed this aspect of the character. Conroy did measurably different voices for Batman and Bruce which made it completely clear that Bruce was the false persona being put on for appearances while Batman was the real voice and personality, and also sold how good Batman was at pretending to be Bruce when needed. Conroy’s Batman isn’t just a ninja genius detective, he’s also a good actor, and to portray that as well as he did Conroy had to be an awesome actor.

Many places have ways to drop off a bit of e-waste for free. In my area electronics manufacturers who sell their products in the state have to facilitate free recycling of e-waste. In practice this means pretty much any large electronics shop has a bin somewhere you can freely leave stuff to get recycled.

Because you can.

And in all likelihood forcing your fingerprint or face unlock is perfectly legally acceptable for them to do. A password or a code is something they’d have to force you to say and ultimately you can choose not to (though they’re still fine to just try and hack out a pin/pattern on their own, or use phone-cracking tools or backdoors) but you have no defense whatsoever against your biometrics being used.

Try this invention from 1977!

(I love an excuse to bring up my favorite thing out of the US Patent database.)

Totally agree on the music. Bopping in my seat to the game’s tunes for one last stretch can be a nice victory lap.

There’s a YouTuber called Mo Yun who does wonderful guzheng music, including some frankly mind-blowing covers of popular songs. Every so often I just let her entire channel play in the background while I go about my day.

I always sit through credits in movies and most TV if I’ve enjoyed it, games are no different. I like acknowledging the folks who make the things I enjoy.

There’s also the chance of some post-credits plot material or other good stuff. I found myself absorbed way into the plot of the first Metal Gear Solid game and I’ll never forget the surprise phone conversation which played after those credits, or the absolute chill the final two words of it sent up my spine. (The somewhat underwhelming ways in which that particular plot reveal was taken up in the subsequent games notwithstanding.)

I suppose their username checks out.

Yep. I’m a reasonably masculine-presenting guy and most good movies or shows will make me tear up at some point, it’s a standard occurrence if the story has grabbed me in any satisfying way and brought me on the resulting emotional highs and/or lows.

We joke around about it in my household because my wife is a mostly femme-presenting woman, but she generally doesn’t tear up at films or shows while I’m next to her having what old stereotypes would say is the girly reaction. It’s not that she isn’t experiencing the story as fully or anything, she can be enjoying something just as much as I and the emotional reaction just affects us differently because (gasp!) we’re two different people.

A pair of buttons forcing you to choose Yes or Maybe later. The word is NO, assholes!

I want to find the marketing genius who started that shit and ask them, “do you want me to whomp you over the head with a rusty manure shovel? Yes or Maybe later?”

From the article:

Aida said the new material is as strong as petroleum-based plastics but breaks down into its original components when exposed to salt. Those components can then be further processed by naturally occurring bacteria, thereby avoiding generating microplastics that can harm aquatic life and enter the food chain.

As salt is also present in soil, a piece about five centimetres (two inches) in size disintegrates on land after over 200 hours, he added.

The material can be used like regular plastic when coated, and the team are focusing their current research on the best coating methods, Aida said. The plastic is non-toxic, non-flammable, and does not emit carbon dioxide, he added.

So I think the next thing the goose wants to know is, what’s it being coated with?

And then tow it outside the environment.

*Robert Evans.

I wished hard for it, but never got a modem until the MS-DOS era.

TRS-80 CoCo 2 here! With my regular portable cassette player wired in.

I’ve never had a driving license in my life and I somehow fully understood zipper merging as a toddler. “Oh, everyone gets their turn! This side goes, then that side goes, then this side goes again back and forth so it’s fair for everyone.”