ChickenLadyLovesLife @ ChickenLadyLovesLife @lemmy.world

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I'm a school bus driver and a former programmer. The elementary kids on my bus like to say "what is six plus seven? Six-seven!" and I say "sure, in Visual Basic". They don't get it, naturally enough.

My tenth grade nephew said something about how it started because NBA player Lonzo Ball is 6'7" and was described as "six seven" during a broadcast.

stray carts

This would be a good name for a rockabilly remix band.

some people also have larger-than-average holes

Like sleeve of wizard.

"Oh wait. You put a large cart in the small cart section."

It's not really a crisis -- eventually he can go back to using regular toilet paper.

"Reagan proved that deficits don't matter." - fiscal conservative Dick Cheney

Also killed his own dog -- which is apparently a popular fascist activity.

About that: my skoolie only has a single bed. You could have the hammock, I suppose.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gung_ho

The wikipedia article doesn't mention the "pull together" (as in rope pulling) interpretation. That was from a book about Mao that I read a long time ago, I can't remember what it was. The book had a bit about Evans Carlson traveling with Mao's army and meeting him. I am certainly not a Chinese speaker so I'm happy to have my inaccuracies corrected.

I never knew one school bus from another, they were all just big yellow boxes. Then I started looking to buy a used one and somehow I can now tell make, model and year of every single one I see. I know what engines and transmissions they all have. I can even tell my district's buses apart from the neighboring district's buses although they're exactly the same buses, even if I can't see the lettering or numbers on the sides. And yet somehow I'm still single!

sounds like a communist slogan

I've always been amused by the fact that "gung ho" (which in Mandarin means "pull together", as in pulling on a rope in unison) started out as a slogan of the Chinese Communist Party under Mao and then migrated to the US during WWII because of an openly-communist Marine. Its real meaning is more like "be a team player" but it was somehow transformed into "eagerly shoot brown people".

Also, the Marines' "ooh rah" chant sounds exactly like the Soviet Red Army's chant. More weird shit.

Same reason people think "Corinthian leather" is fancy -- when there's actually no such thing as Corinthian leather.

I'm squishing your head!

Overrated. ON ERROR RESUME was much more fun.

Or gravy!

I used to work for a small software company that had had hired a DC lobbying firm and gotten their hands on a $12 million per year pork grant that was ostensibly to be used for improving manufacturing in our (very rural and very red) state. My company couldn't just pocket this money, so instead they had set up another corporation which was probably a legitimate legal entity but was actually run by one of our employees out of a closet-sized office rented in a generic building downtown. This mostly bogus corporation would dole out the $12 million to other companies (most of which weren't even really in our state) which would in turn hire us as consultants at inflated hourly rates to produce software that nobody ever used. And as anyone could expect, the owners of my company were rabid conservatives who loved to rant about "welfare queens".

You could call this "one hand washing the other" but "circle jerk" is a lot more appropriate. And this little bit of corruption was an absolute drop in the fucking bucket in terms of what's really going on out there.

When I first started cooking I used to burn the rice all the time and I had to throw it all away. Then one day I had dinner at a Persian restaurant and they brought me some of the charred rice (called "tahdig") as a special treat. It was a real eye-opener (tongue-opener?) because that shit is incredibly delicious. They regretted serving it to me because I started begging for it every time I went, which is apparently a rather rude thing to do.

Korean dol sat bibim bap is similar. It's a dish served in a massively hot stone bowl with the rice on the bottom, and the longer you let it sit there before mixing everything together, the more the rice chars and the better it tastes. It's almost crazy how much charred rice is not a thing in world cuisines when it's actually incredibly delicious.

Back when I still rode airplanes, I used to never shut my notebook off except when I was about to leave for a flight. Then I had the pleasure of watching Windows install 957 updates while the cab was honking outside.

I remember Macintosh computers from circa 1990. Even then Apple loved to just remove buttons because they hate buttons. Because it was so perfectly intuitive to drag a disc icon over to the fucking trash can icon in order to eject the floppy disc, they didn't have a physical eject button for the floppy drive. Helpfully, they instead put the power button right where a floppy drive eject button should have been. So I was constantly turning the computer off whenever I wanted to eject a disc.