He was 3 days from retirement, and not a single damn thank you card
blondie: “your colleague ratted on you, said you were selling these for high margins.”
manager: “h-he said that?”
blondie: “he practically sang, and now he’s dead. We can put it all on him and call it a day, or I can tell the feds that you were the mastermind behind the whole show.”
manager: *sweats*
blue shirt: “w-we just… we just need a price. Please.”
In my fortress there is problem, and that problem is transport. It take very long to mine, because the mine is big.
Just sell them your wooden furniture and, if they get offended, release the animal traps
It’s an old expression from Dwarf Fortress :-)
(though I have not played in years)
It is my biggest wish to one day contribute to the linux kernel. What a crowning achievement of humanity that has been
Sometimes a Fey mood takes me and a fun idea grabs hold of me so hard that I program day and night for days until I run out of steam and wonder what made the idea so great.
Usually though, my programming consists of patching things broken by a library update. Whoops there goes my desktop. Whoops there goes my dashboard. An hour here, an hour there.
I’ve gotten into microcontrollers and zigbee devices these days, and this is turning into a gentle interest I can tinker with


Huh. Never had an issue with that before, but TIL


What is Eternity
Why Droid-ify over F-droid
What is Kraken
Was zum Teufel ist “Kontakte”
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