

Arrived at the San Jose airport. Immediately bombarded by fucking AI company ads all the way through the terminal and to the baggage claim. I can’t wait for it all to crash and burn.


Arrived at the San Jose airport. Immediately bombarded by fucking AI company ads all the way through the terminal and to the baggage claim. I can’t wait for it all to crash and burn.


Preferred: “I EAT BONES AND SHIT GHOSTS”


Earlier this month, DHS revealed that it would charge airlines $19 a year per crew member to use CMAP. With a workforce of more than 47,500 pilots and flight attendants, American Airlines faces a $2.64 million annual fee to allow its aircrew to use CMAP… That is, of course, if all crew members consent to their participation in the program.
And the KCM program concludes at the end of 2026. Surprised that airlines — notoriously generous with their money — aren’t protesting the change.
That cream is no doubt heavily interfered with


Millennials/gen Z with their phone sound on. I get it’s to fill otherwise blank space in the sound, but we’re not texting with the click-click-click-click.
Less filling, tastes great.
I had a bottle of that stuff fall out of the fridge and break on the floor. Not a fun clean-up.


Some mornings, it’s just not worth chewing through the leather straps.


This is how Autechre programs beats.
Feels like an Arby’s night


That dude literally walked through life like a rube on the boardwalk holding a balloon and wearing a propeller beanie. Easiest mark in the world.


Bubba Ho-Tep. Bruce Campbell is a still-alive Elvis forgotten in a nursing home. He’s got to fight a mummy that’s sucking the souls out of old people’s assholes. Also Black JFK assists. It really shouldn’t work, but it somehow manages to.


It’s zepbound.


Watching a guy do a recurring blackface Michael Jackson character was… something else.


Letterkenny. Absolutely zero laughs out of me and something about it just induces a headache. I wanted to like it, gave the entire first season a watch, but my god it was painful.


DFW’s nonfiction is his superior work. But who cares because Infinite Jest, bro!


It’s very much a Gen-X nostalgia bucket.


Miss Cleo clearly said “Call me now, hon!”


I recently came around on non-seafood sushi (sweet potato tempura rolls). I eat seafood once a year in good faith — all types, over the years — and it’s always a hard no, and I had just lumped sushi into that category. But I honestly didn’t know there were veggie sushi options until this past year, so I gave it a try and loved it.
Or twerking