you wouldn’t last an hour in the asylum where they raised me

Throughout a typical week, I end up everywhere in the upper 2/3 of this grid.

My people never change.

warrantless spying ON FOREIGN INTELLIGENCE TARGETS.

it gets tricky when you accidentally find US political figures doing shady shit with known-bad-actors, but then the problem is not SHOULD WE BE SPYING but WHY ARE OUR LEADERS BETRAYING THE COUNTRY?

This person describing what immortality would actually be like is genuinely the best short horror story I’ve ever read

''I got onto our little online forum, and I said, is anybody else having problems finding providers accepting Tricare?'

The replies came in a tidal wave.'

Important reporting from Quil Lawrence
npr.org/2024/04/03/124…

Spend most of my day around glowing rectangles. Look at them, push buttons near them, even stand next to them while talking.

Breaking News: Temu has reported losses upwards of $37 after losing several shipping containers in the Baltimore bridge collapse.

If I said 'I made a large TEEP-style spreadsheet to organize family leave plans for the next 15 months,' I'm guessing ~0% of you would be surprised.

Cowboys on social media:
░P░ O░S░S░ E░I░ N░B░I░O ░

Someone did the calculations

Every wacky sci-fi setting needs at least one current, familiar institution inexplicably still existing centuries to millennia in the future. Not in a “United Nations of Earth” way, in a “Maersk is somehow a major interstellar cargo firm” way

Facebook memories from my Platoon Commander days: 'The 'Quickdraw Corollary' to the Pareto Principle: 20% of your subordinates will cause 80% of your drinking.'

[the party has found a useful helmet]
Me: Who has their 'head' slot free?
Warforged: I don't have anything in MY head.
DM: ...You saw the trap, and then you walked right into it.

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Me: I kinda want this shirt.
Wife: ...That's it, I am NOT merging cells with you.
Me: [turns wordlessly and stares into the back seat, at the kids]
Wife: ...Any MORE.