In the grand scheme of things, we’re all animals.

Push any of us far enough, starve us enough, etc.

This is why we have self-defense laws. It is inherently understandable that under duress a person (or lion) will act outside of their usual nature to secure food, shelter, or safety.

That being said, this is no way in defense of any mass-shooter types. There is a difference between self-defense and mass-murder.

Upon reading the title I thought, this person has never been severely dehydrated before.

I don’t recommend it, I must say.

If an amateur mycologist picks and eats the wrong mushroom that an LLM said was fine to eat, is the LLM liable for the death legally and/or financially?

I mean, I know better than to pick random mushrooms and eat them, but I don’t really care for mushrooms - though some have some delightful effects when metabolized, lol. The only ones of THOSE I tried, I knew who grew them, and saw the “operation,” and reviewed his sources before trying one.

Call me paranoid, but I’m not blindly trusting a high school drop out to properly identify mushrooms when professionals make mistakes to the point where any mycologist will tell you, DON’T TRUST PICS OR THE INTERNET.

It can be too difficult to tell from those sources, and I doubt the LLM and the human asking questions have the right wavelength of discussion to not produce misleading, if not entirely fabricated, results.

Yeah, I shave my head fairly routinely (damn genetics) and a bar of soap is generally fine for head, face, and body. Though if I’m growing my beard out past the “scruff” level my wife generally likes, I’ll apply some beard oil there.

I have definitely used some “girly” body wash in a pinch though.

As the bearer of an intact penis, unless they know what they’re doing with a foreskin, lube helps tremendously.

My wife still doesn’t seem to have the knack for it, but there is a whole lot behind that statement I don’t want to get into, but lube helps with handjobs if you’re not utilizing the foreskin correctly, she tends to prefer flavored lube (or coconut oil, thats a whole other matter) for oral, and I’m a bigger gentleman, so I’ve always required lube, outside of any other issues either of us could have for penetration. Thats from the virgin in my high school years, to a serious girlfriend who was always down for a roll in the hay, to a preacher’s daughter who certainly went wild, lol, etc. A few brave ladies have tried the back door, even one who normally enjoyed it, and just… no go. I never thought it was that big…

But yes, from what I’ve heard the taste on the condoms is less than stellar, and breakage is an issue. Long story short, thats how my nephew was conceived or so I’m told. If you’re relying on any sort of condoms from Spencer’s I got bad news for ya…

Plus, lubes can be fun outside of flavors. There are lubes out there for different sensations, like warming, or cooling, there are some that are supposed to help prevent early ejaculation, there are some that are supposed to enhance the ladies enjoyment, a ton of options to play with depending on what your (or your partner’s) needs are.

I mean, the US put out the game America’s Army as a recruitment tool.

Passably decent multiplayer shooter for its time. Good enough to kill some time with.

I’m not a practitioner, but I’ve done a lot of reading on Voodoo.

African, Haitian, and New Orleans.

Often, at least in Haiti and New Orleans, Catholic saints are matched with a particular Loa (spirit, god, whatever you wanna call it)

This was due to Voodoo practitioners being killed for not being Christians in Haiti. Thus, they could worship Saint whoever visually, while still interacting with their own faith. It just traveled to the new world as people did.

The process is called Syncretism, and Voodoo is hardly the first or last instance of it happening.

As you mentioned, the church has done this too.

Easter? Eostre was a fertility deity associated with spring and rabbits.

Christmas? Yule.

It goes on.

Wait wait wait, did Judaism invent the basic concept of a checksum?

That is… very interesting. I know numerology and the like are very popular parts of Jewish occultism.

I’m a gamer, and I do…

Then again, I’m mostly excited about using CUDA cores for cracking hashes and the like, lol.

NES Adams Family game.

My cousins had it, so I couldn’t try later.

The freezer level.

I suck at platformers, always have, but the slippery change to traction fucked me over hard and I could not adapt.

Then their dog got out and that crisis took over.

I felt that way about CyberPunk 2077 and CDPR.

CDPR hadn’t let me down. Yet. Ultimately, they redeemed themselves, sure, but at launch… whew, there were issues.

Game companies CAN redeem themselves. Business wise though? Its hard to recoup that kind of shaken faith in investors, board members, etc; let alone the people you’re actually trying to sell to.

There are so MANY fucking games out there these days, that I’ll look at something new, and decide I don’t like certain elements of the gameplay, and just move on.

If a feature looks more frustrating than fun? I’m good, thanks.

I’ve played hard games on the hardest setting for the challenge. I’ve also played “easy” just to get drunk and enjoy a story.

If it isn’t fun though? Then what am I doing here?

I already spend 8+ hours a day on the computer and hate it, but at least they pay me.

I decided to be a smartass once and made a 63 character long password.

It wasn’t too bad at a keyboard, though if you make a type you’re screwed.

Trying to use my AD account to access admin tools on printer? I got it fixed, and immediately changed my password, lol.

I only did a little fast food, but a lot of retail in my younger years.

People would “threaten” to call corporate over things that were outside of my hourly hands.

Honestly, most of the time, it pissed me off too. Management wouldn’t listen to me though.

So call corporate. Please. We’re store #1234, and the corporate number is 1-800-COMPANY. Shit was fucked…

To put it in perspective, I worked at a store in a state that bordered Mexico. I quit, but still had an active employee discount card and shopped in a smallish town in a state connected to the Canadian border. The employee asked me which store I worked at, as they didn’t recognize me. I told them the store # and who my store manager was.

This person ACROSS the country had heard about how badly our store was run and knew the manager by name because of the shitty working conditions and how many issues we had with customer “service.”

She ruined the only opportunity I had to see Iron Maiden.

They dropped off the Ozzfest tour that year because Sharon was a cock-juggling-thunder-cunt right before they got to my town.

Because the word Kiwi refers to other things.

A fruit, people from New Zealand, etc.

Oooh, Detective Pikachu - Rated R.

A gritty, bleak, neo-film-noir take on a grizzled, aged, jaded Pikachu who just needs to finish his work before he can pass on - his duty keeps him alive.

Opening scene - Black and White.

We enter an alleyway, slicked down with rain, with clearly muddy debris visible under the surface of the water in foot prints as characters pass.

The camera pans up, to a victim. The gore, the blood, the entrails, the brains… All vividly rendered in color against a monochrome background.

Zoom into Pikachu’s eyes. He squints for a moment, takes a drag off his non-filtered cigarette, closes his eyes for a moment as he inhales, and tosses the butt into the alley gutter.

Opening credits roll.

I’m kind of the opposite, lol.

I miss my overnight shift.

I’d wake up, the world was quiet, there were no harsh lights to contend with, very few coworkers to deal with, even less management…

Just go in, put in my earbuds between calls, and do my shit. Then, when everyone is grumpy and trying to get coffee, I’m going home.

That being said, when the time changed it could be a blessing and a curse.

On one hand, sweet, short(ish) day… well, 11 hours. Then it swings the other way, and 13 hour shifts suck even more than 12 hours.

Watching the time roll back an hour feels very unfair when you’re on the clock and just want to go home, lol.

Honestly, igniting it is the hard part.

Well, and putting it out…

Making though? Pretty simple.

Eh, task ChatGPT with it.

I rocked long hair from grade school to my mid 20s.

Then, a lady friend (platonic) sat me down and had a talk with me.

The thinning, now seemingly always greasy, strands of hair was not a good look. Like, don’t visit a playground or I would be arrested on site lol.

So, being a metal head there are two main options, or at least were at the time. Long hair. Or take bare clippers to it.

So, I did.

That first winter fucking suuuucked. Still to this day, I tend to rock a hoody in cold weather, and toss my hood up to cover my head for warmth when outdoors.

Sometimes I let it grow out for about a month before taking clippers to it again, out of sheer laziness. A month of growth, from shaved, isn’t much in the way of hair, but temperature wise it is very noticeable.