If we’re ever gonna get Hondo, this is probably it. Knowing Lucasfilm, it’ll probably be as a five-second end-of-season stinger though.

I agree the trailer looks fun. Goonies in space, plus a Jedi.

There’s just been a certain cheap and rushed quality to recent Star Wars outings, both in writing and actual production values, that has made them a lot less enjoyable than they could be. I actually kinda liked the Acolyte and hope in particular that we see Manny Jacinto again, but I can’t deny it was mostly just “kinda okay” and definitely seemed to squander its budget on cheap fake beards and fat toy lightsabers.

A breezy, fun story could handle that campy vibe a little better than ponderous end-of-galaxy stories, though. We need an infusion of charisma, too. I dunno. As always, I’m cautiously optimistic.

But you see, Maduro is an unhinged left-wing authoritarian, and trump is an unhinged right-wing authoritarian, so they’re very different!

I’m sure he would say think you by cheeping sweetly, then hissing like an asthmatic snake.

I should make him pay rent!

I have an ortho I made, and I just couldn’t get used to it. I’ve never had any keyboard-related RSI, and my “spider dance” typing is very much a hand-eye coordination task, so… ehhh. No neuroplasticity for it.

I don’t know of anything marketed as such, though some ortholinear POS terminals can be easily repurposed into big keyboards. The ortho users tend to be very interested in ergonomics, and one of the guiding principles there is minimizing hand movement (sometimes I personally think this goes a bit far; it seems to me that if it’s good to move the rest of your body from time to time, it’s good to move your arms and hands too). Most of them are quite small. The biggest size I’ve seen regularly is 75 keys in a 15x5 grid. Of course, ortho/ergo is also a very DIY-friendly space, so sometimes you see… outliers. LOL.

The lack of an endorsement is a big blow to Trump, who invited O’Brien to be the first Teamsters leader in the union’s 121-year history to speak at the Republican National Convention in July.

Sounds like O’Brien knows that he went a step too far in assuming a Trump win was inevitable and kissing the diaper.

Yes, I work from home, but he’s been to workplaces before, and nothing so boring as a simple office. My wife got him as a chick in college, and he still needed a little bit of syringe feeding, so for a week or two she took him to the restaurant where she was a server and got her manager to put him in the business office away from any food prep areas. I’ve known him since he was around 5, and I’m not entirely sure whether my being able to get him to fly to me made her jealous or made her love me more. Maybe both. :-)

He’s finally, in the last year or so, visually showing his age just a bit, though he’s still got the energy to molt and grow new feathers, and he’s also still loud and an active climber, although he doesn’t like to come out of his cage anymore, even when the door is open. “Flying” is also more “falling with style” these days, but he gets quite the attitude when he needs help to get back to the cage. I feel pretty good that we’ve still got a year or more with him, though you never really know with birds. I’m just glad his vain little self has decided to grace us with his presence for so long.

The best moment in our current house was the day a local hawk caught sight/ear of him through the cracked-open window, then perched on that black fence you can just see in the background, and finally lazily swooped in for an easy meal, only to thump into the “force field” of glass. Hawky boi was fine after a few minutes resting back on the fence, but I wouldn’t have thought you could identify “WTF” as a bird emotion before that day. He’s returned once, though he didn’t try the swoop again.

Why do you think I still live in Texas?

I don’t know if he hates it, but it’s definitely tied to something almost compulsive:

His mother urged him to go to college, but he dropped out of East Carolina University after two weeks. Instead of going to class, he spent most of his time on campus editing videos in his car.

“That’s all I ever talked about at school. I thought I was a freak of nature,” he told content creators and podcasters Colin and Samir in September. “People would tell me, ‘All you do is talk about YouTube videos. You’re too obsessed with YouTube. Get a life…’”

…In past interviews, Donaldson has said he studied the YouTube recommendation algorithm and other creators’ stats meticulously to come up with a recipe for making his videos popular.

I mean, horses are mammals that sweat. It probably mostly works fine, but between lower stakes for the manufacturer, different dietary needs between taxonomic Orders, and our Rebel friend’s apparent decision-making, I think we’re pretty close to !insanepeoplefacebook@lemmy.world territory. I’m particularly concerned that the copper sulfate and manganese sulfate may not be where you’d like them.

So this fairly counts as light reading, but my kiddo just finished the Amari YA series by B.B. Alston. It’s basically Harry Potter meets Men in Black, but with an actually diverse cast. The main character and her family are from urban Atlanta. Super derivative of course, with it’s chosen-one narrative and coming of age, but it’s a page turner with fun universe-building, and I like being able to talk to my daughter about what she’s been reading.

I’m also working through 1177 B.C.: The Year Civilization Collapsed by Eric H. Cline. I understand some of the conclusions are a bit dated, but he’s a well-known scholar in the field and it’s very readable. Even if he’s a bit dramatic about who did what to whom, it’s real archaeology and not your Gavin Menzies conspiratorial nonsense.

I find that I can read okay on phones, especially with a night-mode, but an e-Reader hits that sweet spot for an even nicer paper-ish screen and the intentionality of a book, while still having digital convenience. The intentionality may actually be the most important part for me: the Kindle means it’s reading time. I also keep mine on airplane mode 99% of the time, so the battery lasts forever and I can almost treat it like a paper book.

Fair enough. That makes a lot of sense. I have heard that the failure model for this thing likely would have been some cracking sounds, and then the implosion, but I probably shouldn’t speculate quite so hard. At any rate, the whole thing was a disaster waiting to happen, and whaddaya know, it did.

At approximately 2,274 meters, the Titan sent the message, “All good here,” according to the animation.

The last communication from the submersible was sent at approximately 3,341 meters: “Dropped two wts,” meaning drop weights, according to the Coast Guard.

All communications and tracking from the submersible to Polar Prince were lost at 3,346 meters, according to the Coast Guard.

I’m assuming a lot here, but dropping weights would likely mean they were trying to ascend. They may have had just over five meters’ worth of knowing something was going wrong (whatever that means in terms of time) before the implosion.

Judge for yourself.

“threads.net” = downvote, I reckon

I was all but bending over backwards trying to hear how it might have been just a slip, bringing to bear the fact that both words have a nasal consonant and hard ‘g’ sounds, but… nope. He enunciates an ‘n’ again, clearly after he’s done saying “Haitian” and therefore where it doesn’t belong, and then he gets all the way to the hard ‘-er’, a “murmur diphthong” that simply doesn’t exist in ‘immigrant’ or ‘migrant’. The most charitable explanation with any plausibility whatsoever is that the n-word is a part of his spoken vocabulary and he failed to censor himself quickly enough.

Fuckin’ gross.

So I had to look this one up, and admittedly my patience for these rabbit holes peters out, but yes, it’s most likely a regular passport.

I guess they do some SovCit shenanigans while applying and they think it makes it a super-secret diplomatic and sales-tax immunity passport that will 100% for sure you guys show up when it’s scanned, especially when you wave it in front Darlene at Walmart who defintely has time for your bullshit. It’s all been reinforced by the fact that different batches of land-transit passport cards will come with different numbers of asterisks towards the top, so they think there’s a magic code there that is related to status and privileges.

I’m guessing they had to keep dialing back the crazy until the State Department was finally willing to process their application, and surprise surprise, our SovCit friend found that process onerous.