Another busy week. As I figured, I’m being tapped for a business trip next month to the big convention and party in Las Vegas. I’m less than thrilled. I told my boss that I’m OK with being there, but not too OK with the amount of dough I’ll have to spend to board the pups.
I need to see about a house sitter. Maybe rover.com. I have one I’ve used in the past, I’ll check with her. In the next two weeks, (Really, one) I need to produce a shitload of content.
Good times.
A lot of bloggers in Helene’s path have been doing a debrief on how their preps worked. All were smart enough to prepare ahead. One of the things they learnt was generators make noise and attract neighbors. That can be good or bad. One thing none of them talked about was one of these:
They can be used as a simple charger, without the sunshine. I got one years ago. They’re great. I was farting around on Home Depot’s site and found this:
I have six ONE+ batteries. Four Ryobi, two Chinese knockoffs. In the end times, They’re sitting in my tool chest with all that power that can be used. A bargain at $39. I got me one. The other thing that few thought about was a simple battery radio. I have one. I got another with SW. They are cheap. Most comments I read said the crank version was useless.
Calling Walz Elmer fudd is an insult to Elmer Fudd. At least Elmer knew how to load a shotgun.
Why the hell do they do that? Are they really that stupid? Brand new clothes that still have the creases. New shotgun you’ve never used. No clue. They really are clueless.
Kamala Harris has a voice that nails on a chalkboard find irritating. This is the first presidential election in which I won’t just be concerned about the issues; I will also be voting with my eardrums. Yeah, that’s shallow and petty, but it’s honest, too. – Stephen Kruiser
Kamala Surrogate Julia Louis Dreyfus: ‘I’d Really Like to Get the Government Out of My F*cking Snatch’ – Eeew…Well then, don’t invite it in. Classy. FWIW Abortion seems to be a losing thing for these pussy hat weirdos.
Speaking of weirdos:
Together? seriously? We’re supposed to be pals with those that would unperson us? Worst case of Cognitive Dissonance I’ve seen. Wonder if they’ll fell that way when they lose. Looks like that punk Allred did himself no favors at the debate.
BTW- this is seen as a Trump sign around here:
https://www.zerohedge.com/markets/angry-democratic-karens-rage-review-pa-mcdonalds-yelp-after-trumps-successful-appearance meh…it’s what they do who TF reads Yelp reviews of fast food?
I ended up voating this week. Collin County has an App:
Got the wait times if you hover. I was listening to the radio and one of those yellow dots came up. A 40 min wait, due to an imbecilic site judge who sounds like a moronic control freak. The woman complaining said she’s voted there for 20 years and this is the first time it’s f-ed up.
I went to a rec center that showed a 20 min wait. That’s about right. Reasonable, fast moving line. A few man-buns and hot pink haired Karens, but mostly normal folks. I tried to get a picture of the pinkapotamus but couldn’t. Geez…as if she wasn’t ugly enough.
Linkin Park replaced Chester with a screaming woman. It’s not the same, whatsoever. Lot of people not real thrilled about this, even though the band says she’s not a replacement. No? Then change your name. A woman screeching lyrics about being manipulated by a woman doesn’t resonate with me.
For the most part, the 70s and 80s music were better. So were the voices, especially the women. Karen Carpenter, Carly Simon, The Wilson sisters. Listen to those voices. Sheer talent, no autotuner.
Meta employees abusing meal credits:
In one post on anonymous messaging platform Blind, seen by the Financial Times, one former Meta staffer wrote they had used US$25 credits on items such as toothpaste and tea from the pharmacy Rite Aid, adding: “On days where I would not be eating at the office, like if my husband was cooking or if I was grabbing dinner with friends, I figured I ought not to waste the dinner credit.”…
The person, who indicated they had a salary of about US$400,000 at Meta and worked “nights [and] weekends,” wrote that they had admitted to the oversight when human resources investigated the practice, before later being unexpectedly fired. “It was almost surreal that this was happening,” the person wrote.
They get meals? Breakfast, Lunch, or Dinner? Fuck me, with a $400K salary? Sweet Jeezis what’s wrong with these people? She wasn’t at work, hence no need for a company reimbursed meal, yet the cheapskate wanted to scarf the bucks. If my husband was cooking or I was grabbing dinner with friends. Wow. As a manager, I’d have caught that first month.
Well…duh. They did a study with rats and food and it worked much the same way. Joe Rogan is all about this. But there are two huge problemos – first, the floor will move up to whatever that payment is. So if it’s 12K a year, you’ll find that cars and houses are magically 12k higher. Second, the thought that AI is going to replace low skilled workers is bs. AI ain’t a-gonna be emptying trash, cleaning, mowing, stocking shelves, delivering food. That’s the primary jobs of the targets of UBI. AI isn’t getting rid of low skilled workers. Minimum wage is. They aren’t being replaced by AI, they are getting replaced by apps and kiosks.
Vox Day tells about a mediocrity death spiral:
The reason for this is obvious. The purpose of the arena, from the male point of view, is to demonstrate his worth relative to other men. To enter an arena filled with women is to engage in a lose/lose proposition: if one does poorly, one has been beaten (up) by girls; if one does well, one has beaten (up) girls. Neither outcome is going to impress the girls. Or, for that matter, the guys.
For this reason, men who enter a social environment in which women predominate will tend to make a hasty exit. There is nothing for them there. This is not a social construct which can be corrected with sufficient nagging. It is hardwired into human sexual psychology. There is nothing that can be done about it, short of redesigning human beings from their genes on up. At which point you’re not talking about humans anymore
I’ve been in these situations at work and in my personal life. I can attest that the urge to beat feet is overpowering. This is why you’ll find me 1. at the bar or 2. hanging where the men are smoking.
Men are no more welcome in any field that becomes female-dominated than they are in the women’s bathroom. Any man who insists on entering such a field is regarded as a metaphorical transgender whose decision to compete with the female majority there is considered intrinsically unfair. Any man choosing to do so will be considered an interloper and opportunist by the women and as less of a man by the men.
I wonder how male nurses fit in this thought. Personally I prefer the dude nurses, as they are nearly always competent, many being former medics. When I see a guy, or an older woman as the nurse, I know it’s going to be a good visit. The younger ones? Notsomuch. I can’t tell you how many younger women nurses and phlebotomists have mangled my arms and hands, only to have a guy take care of business in one stick.
Look at this:
What’s the over-under on when $4 gas returns after the election?
This is a chesterfield. Who knew? I’m over 60 and I really didn’t. Heard the name, couldn’t relate it to a piece of furniture.
I first heard it on a Bare Naked Ladies Song:
If I had a million dollars (If I had a million dollars)
Well, I’d buy you a house (I would buy you a house)
And if I had a million dollars (If I had a million dollars)
I’d buy you furniture for your house (Maybe a nice chesterfield or an ottoman)
And if I had a million dollars (If I had a million dollars)
Well, I’d buy you a K-Car (A nice reliant automobile)
And if I had a million dollars, I’d buy your love
All I got. Have a good one.
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