No problem!
No problem!
Shaun of the Dead is the first of the Cornetto trilogy, FYI.
Damn, the poses on that last panel are fantastic.
Hips don’t lie.
Pecs do.
Old Spice.
Both the plain, beautiful blue Fresh variety.
Both feel clean and smell fresh.
I have very sensitive skin.
I will pitch an apoplectic fit if they ever discontinue it.
YOU HEAR ME, OLD SPICE!? NO ONE NEEDS WOLFSBANE OR WHATEVER OTHER SHIT YOU’RE PEDDLING.
Hang out with a bunch of cool dudes, do some diving, make some sushi.
Sounds pretty ideal.
But if you ask him, he has to like tell you he’s a TimeCop, right?
GOOD NEWS, NOBODY!
Maintenance.
Yeah, this is precisely what I’ve been thinking.
I feel like they gathered data, studied it, and wrote a prescriptive autocorrect that IMO was perfectly fine and was still pretty good at catching words I was most likely to use.
Then, all of a sudden, it turned into fucking scrabble and I find myself going, “WTF are you thinking autocorrect?”
Not sure when the change started but it’s officially shitty now.
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1000%.
I’ve noticed across platforms, posts, texts, etc.
My guess is that there’s been a slow infiltration of “AI powered” autocorrect across the industry.
Other than that, I don’t really have a good answer to the broad, sweeping degradation of autocorrect.
But you’re definitely not the only one.
Hey, same.
I grew up watching that movie and didn’t realize a bunch of people hadn’t seen it.
I’ve been spreading the good gospel since!
Came to say Romancing the Stone.
Such a gem of a movie.
Excellent adventure, smoky sax, Danny Devito.
What more can you ask for?
I had a very basic goal. A monetary goal.
Make X by Y. I envisioned this plan in high school.
I met it at like 23-24.
I think I considered what I was/am good at and researched jobs that paid the most while taking classes and working REALLY fucking hard.
An internship led to a job led to a career.
Now I’m kinda bored even in a career analogous job switch and I’m wondering if I don’t need to blow everything up and do something different.
I consider myself very lucky because a lot of shit was prep, plus, right place and time.
And I still feel like I stuck to my morals and didn’t do anything outstandingly evil.
I’d argue the thing I do that I’m regularly happiest with is knowing I have enough time to clean while I go and that applies to many things.
I definitely do.
I did standup for years so increments of 5-10 minutes from open mics are sort of baked into my brain.
Those initial increments have led to me getting up, walking into the kitchen and starting to open the oven only for the timer to go off as I reach for it.
Super handy skill! And also a bit weird.
Y’all are sleeping on cherry pie and I’m not ok with it.
Also, Apple.
I understand how, in retrospect, it may feel like it isn’t groundbreaking, but do consider that before Die Hard, there really wasn’t anything quite like it.
A quote straight from Wikipedia:
While it did sort of fall apart and away from what made it great in the later sequels, I think it’s important to put the film into the context of when it was released and what it did to the genre.
All that to say, Die Hard fucking rules.