Socks keep your shoes from absorbing sweat and help prevent blisters. They’re useful beyond the social construct.
NASA used to have their own service that did this. Had a Roku app and everything.
You can buy cable modems cheap, too. No reason to use their crap at all.
In order to feel patriotic you’ll have to have failed history.
The fact that the Hawk Tuah girl made bank on a crypto scam is a great example of why this is the case.
Private jets, for one.
Also yachts.
My goal is to not end up in a gulag
Or to not get an ice pick to my brain.
That sounds like a “them” problem that I’m to “me” to worry about.
Me after 25 years of fighting with no reinforcements:
If calling my reps and senators made a difference we wouldn’t be in this mess in the first place.
I know, I’ve been calling them for decades.
He’s going for the martyr angle already. Shame…
If Nobel winning economists could convince the average voter we’d have luxury gay space communism already.
People are too stupid for it.
Does getting health care mean leaving your basement?
If so, young men aren’t doing it.
Hell, I leave my basement frequently and don’t want to get health care because I’m sure it will bankrupt me.
If someone callled me an ambulance I’d fight them because I don’t have ambulance money.
I’m sorry but I don’t recognize your vote and will do what I want.
Republicans have had power in the Democratic Party for decades. Lieberman, Manchin, Sinema, and probably more I don’t remember.
And everyone makes excuses for them rather than kicking them out.
Because you are worth nothing except as a part of the glorious workers' paradise. The great soviet has determined the appropriate corn and you were outvoted, so you don't get to pick the corn because The Party has determined which corn produces the most bushels per acre for the glory of the socialist republic.
(I'm an anarchist.)
I like this analogy.
The Democrats are playing the game.
The Republicans are playing the rules of the game.
The fact that "closer" can be so diametrically opposed indicates a failure in the system.
If it was close we'd have gotten, I don't know, Mitt Romney or somebody.
But the winner-take-all aspect means we get the dumbest, ugliest fascists ever. Just for a 1.5% difference.
This is what a broken system looks like.
I have a CBFA engine and not a CCTA one so I have to wait for a turbo again.
Also I stripped the mounting bolt. Icon tools are no joke.
Good news is I have oil and coolant in my hair and it’s still $2,000 cheaper than what my mechanic quoted.
Update: Got a new turbo. Put the new turbo in. Still no boost. Checked my work and connected the charge pipe. Still no boost. Also an oil leak.
At the mechanic now to check if the cats are clogged and limiting exhaust flow
Got them at Costco because I’m dull.
But on the way home my car went into limp mode with a check engine light and a computer error light.
Called Costco and they said “we just did the tires” but when I reset the system by disconnecting the battery the traction control, power steering, and tire pressure lights came on.
And it’s still in limp mode.
Taking her to my guy later today.
Thanks Costco.
ETA: Turns out my coil packs and spark plugs went bad, it was just a coincidence that it happened after the tires.
ETA II: My guy said the spark plugs were all the wrong kind.


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> Well, if you're one of the millions who own one of them gas-drinking, piston-clanking, air-polluting, smoke-belching, four-wheeled buggies from Detroit City, then pay attention > > I'm about to sing your song, son
> Well, I'm not a man appointed judge > > To bear ill will and hold a grudge > > But I think it's time I said me a few choice words > > All about that demon automobile > > A metal box with the Polyglas wheel > > The end result of the dream of Henry Ford
> Well, I've got a car that's mine alone > > That me and the finance company own > > A ready-made pile of manufactured grief > > And if I ain't out of gas in the pouring rain > > I'm a-changin' a flat in a hurricane > > I once spent three days lost on a cloverleaf
> Well, it ain't just the smoke and the traffic jam > > That makes me the bitter fool I am > > But this four-wheel buggy is a-dollarin' me to death > > For gas and oils and fluids and grease > > And wires and tires and antifreeze > > And them accessories, well, honey, that's something else
> Well, you can get a stereo tape and a color TV > > Get a back-seat bar and reclining seats > > And just pay once a month, like you do your rent > > Well, I figured it up and over a period of time > > This four-thousand dollar car of mine > > Costs fourteen thousand dollars > > And ninety-nine cents
> Well, now, Lord, Mr. Ford, I just wish that you could see > > What your simple horseless carriage has become > > Well, it seems your contribution to man > > To say the least, got a little out of hand > > Well, Lord, Mr. Ford what have you done?
> Now the average American father and mother > > Own one whole car and half another > > And I bet that half a car is a trick to drive, don't you? > > But the thing that amazes me, I guess > > Is the way we measure a man's success > > By the kind of automobile he can afford to buy
> Well, now, red light, green light, traffic cop > > Right turn, no turn, must turn, stop > > Get out the credit card, honey, we're out of gas > > Well, now, all the cars placed end to end > > Would reach to the moon and back again > > And there'd probably be some poor fool who'd pull out to pass
> Well, now, how I yearn for the good old days > > Without that carbon dioxide haze > > A-hanging over the roar of the interstate > > Well, if the Lord that made the moon and the stars > > Would have meant for me and you to have cars > > He'd have seen that we was all born with a parking space
> Lord, Mr. Ford, I just wish that you could see > > What your simple horseless carriage has become > > Well, it seems your contribution to man > > To say the least, got a little out of hand > > Well, Lord, Mr. Ford, what have you done?
> Come away with me, Lucille > > In my smoking, choking automobile

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