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Cake day: June 21st, 2023

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  • I read about people getting magnets implanted so that they can feel magnetic/electrical fields

    Not quite ready to commit to implants, but i did try gluing some tiny magnets to my fingernails once.

    I suspect that the implants are a bit more sensitive since they can kind of wiggle around under your skin more, but I could definitely feel some things, the two that stuck out to me were a forklift charger and an electric pencil sharpener.

    I also got really used to picking up paperclips and other small metal things like that with them. I only had the magnets for maybe about a week, but I caught myself still trying to pick up paperclips with them for probably about a month afterwards.


  • All 3 of them, but no one’s home

    He’s got a few other stupid tattoos. He’s got some more words tattooed above the stoplight in sort of a fancy script, but I can’t really make them out because he’s always wearing a hat. Some knuckle tattoos I can’t make out because in all his pictures he’s either holding a 40 of old English or flipping off the camera (or both) so his hands are always contorted weirdly, a few words that he probably thought sounded tough, some symbols I don’t recognize, and a crucifix on one arm and a devil holding a cross on the other that might be actually kind of well-done but I don’t have a great eye for tattoos.

    He’s a shrimpy white guy with a patchy beard, who grew up in what passes for the ghetto in an otherwise pretty nice suburban area (not to sell it short, it is a pretty shitty town, once in a while it manages to crack some “Top X Most Dangerous Cities in state/country” sort of article, but compared to the “bad neighborhoods” in pretty much any major city it’s nothing)

    I could go on for quite a while about him and the rest of that branch of the family, and all the dumb bullshit they’ve done even though I’ve never met most of them, their reputation far precedes them. All through grade school the prevailing advice from my parents was “if anyone asks if you know/are related to any other [our last name]s, just say ‘no’” and that’s always served me well.

    None of his profiles seem to have been updated in about 10 years, so with any luck he’s locked up somewhere, or maybe dead. Or maybe he had just enough sense to stop broadcasting his dumbassery out onto the open internet.


  • I have a distant relative with a traffic light tattooed in the middle of his forehead, just a black rectangle with red, yellow, and green circles.

    And on either side he has some graffiti style writing that I’m pretty sure says “con man”

    I became aware of him because we share a fairly uncommon last name, and one day police came to my house grasping at straws looking for this guy because he had been breaking into cars, so the basically went to the first person with the same last name they could find to see if we knew where he was.

    It was the first time I’d heard of him, we’re not at all close with the extended family. Eventually I looked him up and found his social media with those stupid tattoos.





  • Aside from not needing to adjust the time, is there any particular reason it needs to be WiFi enabled?

    Because that kind of feels like an overly complicated solution to a problem that was solved decades ago with “atomic” clock movements.

    Which aren’t actually atomic in any way on their own, but contain an antenna to pick up the signal from an NIST atomic clock to set the time (and I believe other countries and regions have their own equivalent if you’re not in the US)

    As far as finding a pendulum movement, I don’t really know what is out there, but it may be another avenue for you to look into.


  • My thoughts are that episode 8 (and 9) is a collection of really cool scenes and ideas, they just don’t quite add up to a good movie or part of a trilogy.

    I think you can take almost any part of those movies and flesh them out into a really cool standalone movie, TV show, comic, novel, etc.

    Casino heists are a tried and true formula. Not breaking any new ground there but that’s something that can make for a fun movie. Han Solo or a similar sort of character could work well for that, gambling is kind of his thing after all.

    The whole “military industrial complex selling arms to both sides” thing could work well in a grittier project like Andor where you’re dealing with all kinds of morally grey stuff. Or again, with a Solo movie since Han is from Corellia where those rich assholes are building battleships and such and directly shitting on the little guys.

    Broom Kid- I think we’ve all been clamoring to see more of the non-jedi/non-sith aligned force users.

    Rey’s training, feeling the pull of the dark side, the force dyad thing between her and Kylo, etc. had a lot of really cool moments, and they just didn’t spend enough time going into any of that.

    Maz felt kind of like a shoehorned-in plot device, but I think there could be a really cool sort of anthology series in there about her past, her customers, etc.

    The crait battle was cool, kind of a rehash of Hoth, but also not. Luke’s force projection facing down the whole first order from across the galaxy was pretty neat.

    Onto RoS

    Again, cool force dyad shit.

    The Knights of Ren got done dirty, we probably should have had a whole movie of them.

    Palpatine clone- look, cloning is an established technology in the universe, one of the first bits of star wars lore that got dropped on us back in '77 is that they had whole damned clone wars. Of-fucking-course Sheev would have a backup or two. The old EU had some Palpatine clone arcs (maybe not their best moments, but at least they executed better than “somehow Palpatine returned”)

    Running around the galaxy searching for wayfinders, or holocrons or sith daggers, whatever the MacGuffin du jour is- that’s basically every star wars video game ever.

    Killing Chewie and erasing Threepio’s memory, there were some good opportunities for some real emotional gut punches there, they just couldn’t commit to them.

    Exogol could have been cool, kind of wish that they came up with something cooler than a fleet of star destroyers with big cannons strapped to them, but there’s potentially a lot you could do a whole weird sith cult working in secret to do…??? I feel like maybe exactly what they’re doing is maybe better left up to the imagination than outright stated.



  • Probably the best thing I ever did to get random people to talk to me was growing a big curly handlebar moustache, now complimented with a long bushy beard.

    My fashion choices also tend to make me stand out a bit- brightly colored Hawaiian shirts in the warmer months (I have one with pictures of the dog breed I have on it, that gets a lot of people approaching me,) occasionally a kilt (people love to ask about the kilt) interesting sunglasses, hats (used to wear a bowler occasionally, I’m less of a fan of it these days, panama hat in the summer, etc.)

    Clothing and style choices are a little tricky. There’s kind of a fine line between wearing something interesting that makes people want to talk to you and coming across as a fedora-wearing neckbeard who’s trying too hard. Those choices have to look good on you, you have to like them and give off a bit of confidence while wearing them, and it has to be something that will catch the attention of the kind of person you want to attract.

    And most importantly, you need to be able to carry a conversation from there. That’s the hard part.

    Having some story or a joke at the ready is a pretty good crutch to kind of get yourself over that last part. For example my go-to when people come up to me to compliment my beard/moustache is to joke that “I grew it myself” which is usually good for a chuckle, and then the ice is broken, and you can kind of try to steer the conversation from there.

    I’ve had a lot of fun conversations with strangers and made a few friends along the way. I never personally had much luck turning that into a romantic relationship, but that was also never something I actively pursued much in general, I just kind of let things go from there and through friends who I met that way I eventually met my wife.


  • I’d be pretty hard-pressed to name any of my friends who graduated “on time”

    I’m well into my 30s now, a couple of my friends are still working on degrees or just graduated.

    Changing majors, bullshit scheduling nonsense, life

    Shit, there was a whole fucking pandemic that fucked up a year or two of your high school years, it’s pretty damn amazing that anyone your age is graduating even roughly on-time as far as I’m concerned.

    Maybe it’ll throw a bit of a monkey wrench into your social life because you gotta skip out on a couple things because you have class. That’s life as an adult, we all got scheduling conflicts all the time.

    Otherwise, it’s never gonna matter. You’ll have a degree, that’s the only “important” thing about graduating. Unless you’re looking to get into some highly-specialized, super-competitive field, no one gives a shit how long it took you to graduate, how your gpa stacked up against the rest of your class, etc. It’s like the old joke “What do you call the person who graduated at the bottom of their class in medical school? You call them ‘Doctor.’”


  • Not really any questions, just some stories to share, and a hearty props to you man, I work in 911 dispatch, delivering babies is a hell of a thing. It’s one of the rare happy calls we get but in it’s own way it’s just as crazy and stressful as anything else I handle. If I had the choice I’d gladly hop on a call with a shooting victim over another childbirth.

    I’ve only gotten “credit” (they give us a stock pin and if the parents want to they’ll bring them in for a photo op) for one delivery which was fairly straightforward, except that they had a doula on another line giving competing instructions, so I basically had to say something along the lines of “look, my instructions say X, if you want to listen to your doula I can’t stop you, but I have to give these instructions, so I’m going to proceed as if you’re doing X”

    There were a few that I didn’t get credit for. My favorite the call basically went “OH MY GOD THE BABY’S COMING THE BABYS COMING OH…it fell on its head” (baby was fine) that’s one of the only times I really wished I could have been on-location with an emergency just to see what the hell was going on there.

    Another time everything the lady was telling me was pointing to very imminent delivery, I was practically expecting the baby to shoot out of her at mach 2, but she was adamant that she wasn’t having a baby there and despite my best efforts otherwise she held it in at least long enough to be transported, whether the baby was delivered enroute to the hospital or not I can’t really say.

    I’ve also had a good handful where EMS showed up just in time to steal credit from me. I swear sometimes they stand outside the door and wait to knock until I’ve done 99% of it for them.

    I have at least one coworker who’s delivered a baby on the side of a highway.

    I’m just glad that childbirth calls are relatively few and far between. I think our center’s record for a single dispatcher is currently around 8 babies, and that’s spread over probably at least 10 or 15 years on the job.


  • The Shanty Swing Band

    One drunken night in a tiki bar, a bunch of my friends cooked up this idea for a band that was entirely too crazy to ever work, especially with our musical and organizational skills.

    The idea was for it to be sort of a folk-metal/jazz fusion thing that played sea shanties.

    I feel like it’s also worth mentioning that this idea came about well before COVID when sea shanties had a little moment.

    I think by the time we all sobered up the next day we realized it wasn’t going to work, but we sure as hell left the bar that night thinking we were onto something.

    Part of the concept also involved a “gun player” who would fire off some blanks from a flintlock pistol, sort of like a budget-friendly 1812 overture because something something pirates.

    Regardless of the actual feasibility of this project, I still really dig the name.


  • There’s a small (and best of all free) museum in Philly called the Science History Institute.

    Until a couple years ago, it went by the Chemical Heritage Foundation

    Which I personally thought was a much cooler name.

    Officially the name change was to reflect that their focus includes more than just chemistry,

    But I have a sneaking suspicion that a big part of the reason for the change was that the old name just kind of creeped people out, and I’ll admit it had a bit of a mad scientist ring to it.

    Anyway, cool little museum for anyone who finds themselves in Philly, do recommend.






  • To the best of my knowledge, the most common parallel universe theory that has any actual real traction in physics is the “many worlds interpretation”

    Which is basically that any time some sort of quantum event is observed, the universe splits into multiple parallel universes where every possible outcome of that event is realized in its own universe.

    Now people take that and run with it and make up all sorts of pseudoscience bullshit where those splits happen anytime someone makes a choice, or some pseudorandom event like a coin flip or die roll occurs. That’s not really what it’s about.

    This is about wonky quantum physics, radioactive decay, collapsing wave function type stuff. I’ll be honest this is high level physics shit, I only kind of understand some of it, which is more than probably 90+% of people out there can say, for most people it probably means about as much as if you came up to them and started talking to them in a foreign language.

    So that means that all of those parallel universes are going to be following the same laws of physics since they all diverged from the same universe.

    That means that flying reindeer and traveling around the world in a night delivering presents down chimney and such is probably a no-go.

    As far as there being a universe where some weirdo named Santa Claus decided to live at the North Pole and build toys, maybe, but probably pretty unlikely. I have a pretty hard time imagining a version of the world where different quantum outcomes would lead to that. Would, for example, a single uranium atom decaying or not decaying make that happen? Probably not. Of course, untold millions of tiny events like that can eventually add up to some big difference, but I still have a hard time imagining a situation where that would be the outcome.

    Like I think someone in this thread already said, there are an infinite amount of numbers between 0 and 1 (0.1, 0.2, 0.001234, etc,) but none of them are “2” some things are just impossible.