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finally, racist password manager
hertz
For anyone else not quite following - same guy as here https://tekin.co.uk/2025...
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the kid from the weird kazoo video saying "fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun fun" but instead it says "fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck"
a serendipitous coincidence that this gif was posted in our local discord after watching this https://mltshp.com/p/1RVCI
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comic panel with a woman saying "THAT SOUNDS AWFUL, HOW MANY OF THE CLOWNS DIED?"
"The count keeps rising. They've been pulling them out of the car wreck for hours now."
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In Re: https://mltshp.com/p/1RV7L
I can't remember when I started this. Sometime in January maybe? Anyway,I decided to make a big ball from the wax at work just so when customers ask me what that is, I can say "That's the whole ball of wax!"
I'll see myself out.
I can't remember when I started this. Sometime in January maybe? Anyway,I decided to make a big ball from the wax at work just so when customers ask me what that is, I can say "That's the whole ball of wax!"
I'll see myself out.
I've made much smaller versions of this, and it's satisfying, respect for carrying it through to this size.
After a few more pounds, make a sculpture of the cow's head.
^ what Art said.
I love this.
Scrolling down, I thought the title said, "Baby Eel Cheese," which sounds perfectly disgusting.
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A 3D printer on pavers on a bench.
Decided to see if many pounds of concrete would suppress the sound the vibrations getting to the bench surface, cutting the noise.
Results: Worth the fifteen bucks and all the old man noises I made setting it up.
Results: Worth the fifteen bucks and all the old man noises I made setting it up.
Damn, that's some disco macrame.
takes care of cd jitter, too
Did you start with one slab and keep adding until you were happy with the results? Just curious because this is totally something I would do
@jive_t I went to buy one, put one in the cart and looked at it. I put another on top of it. Then another. Then another. Then another. Then I thought "now you are just being silly". I put two back.
I put them all in and was happy with the vibrometer readings. I might take one out, because it's a bit high. We'll see what it's like when I get the top.
I put them all in and was happy with the vibrometer readings. I might take one out, because it's a bit high. We'll see what it's like when I get the top.
you kids and your turntable mounts are just taking things too far
Printer on a paver
I know, I know
It's serious
I know, I know
It's serious
Many years ago I built speaker stands on my computer desk to get the speakers up to ear level. They were those cheezy little Koss speakers that were included with every PC computer purchase and ubiquitous at yard sales back in the day -- they sounded surprisingly pretty good and detailed, considering.
Anyway, the speaker stands were made out of bricks I sourced from the city's reuse store. About fifty pounds worth, which I know because they were sold by the pound, and because I bicycled home with them in a big nylon canvas courier bag and my shoulder and back hurt for fucking days after.
So, twenty five pounds of bricks per channel. I don't know if the stability and inert mass improved fidelity but having them at ear level was pretty nice.
Anyway, the speaker stands were made out of bricks I sourced from the city's reuse store. About fifty pounds worth, which I know because they were sold by the pound, and because I bicycled home with them in a big nylon canvas courier bag and my shoulder and back hurt for fucking days after.
So, twenty five pounds of bricks per channel. I don't know if the stability and inert mass improved fidelity but having them at ear level was pretty nice.
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sigorney weaver smiling with the alien
not a cellphone in sight
"Cheese!"
"We saw you from across the bar, and..."
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Dolly Parton in "9 to 5," measuring out lengths of chain at a hardware store.
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scene from the 1965 James Bond film Thunderball featuring SPECTRE villain Emilio Largo and an crew member of the M.Y. Disco Volante, a fictional luxury hydrofoil motor yacht
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women in a disco in macrame captioned "Disco Macrame"
I need to say that at least ten times this week.
"disco macrame!" is my new angry interjection for 2026
Macramé! at the Disco
More fun if you pronounce it as if it rhymes with 'fame'. DISCO MACRAME
One of them is way more daring than the other.
@nikkuneko Yell it while leaning out your window, shaking your fist.
I read that in Sean Connery's voice from Thunderball (aka the one with the transforming boat) https://mltshp.com/p/1RVDW
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May I suggest *5* am for a wake up time?
@bencmeissner My alarm is set for 5 AM. For over two decades I have been waking up before the alarm.
@ardgedee Nice! I love the morning time to do stuff for me before the world gets a hold of me.
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Three Calvin and Hobbes strips repurposed to be Paul undergoing the test of the gom jabbar from "Dune". In the first, Calvin on the examination table at the doctor's office is approached by the doctor, bearing a box. "What's in the box?" "Pain." In the second, Calvin's mom in the waiting room recites the litany against fear. In the third, in the first panel Calvin yells, "You can contain my body but you can't chain my spirit! Walls can't confine it! Laws can't restrain it! You can try to leave a message but my spirit screens it calls!" In the second panel, loud screaming is heard; Calvin's mother jumps out of her chair. In the third, she asks a disgruntled Calvin, "What did the Reverend Mother say?" He replies, "All history up to this point has been spent preparing the world for my presence."
source: https://bsky.app/profile...
Based on how expertly the text is arranged, I’m guessing this is the work of Jeff Rupp, legendary and prolific contributor to the Spiffposting Facebook group
@BennyTheIcepick i love this intel!
Amazing
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Two packs of the same cut of beef, New York strip, at Costco. One is graded USDA choice, the other, USDA prime. The prime has much more inter-muscular fat and costs $3 more a pound.
Meat is too expensive.
Here you can see the real difference between Choice and Prime graded beef. It's been rare (hahaha) for me to see an easy comparison like this.
Here you can see the real difference between Choice and Prime graded beef. It's been rare (hahaha) for me to see an easy comparison like this.
Our household has decided to go for prime-grade. And eat smaller portions of beef less often. It's easier to stretch it out like this when it tastes better.
Worth it!
I took my kid to the grocery store this evening. Kid loves bacon. Kid is lazy. This is how I somehow bought 25 pre-cooked strips of bacon for $14. oy.
Choice is a better choice, for heart health.
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A quote in white text on a black background that says: ""A person's life consists of a collection of events, the last of which could also change the meaning of the whole, not because it counts more than the previous ones but because once they are included in a life, events are arranged in an order that is not chronological but, rather, corresponds to
an inner architecture."
- italo calvino" with a picture of Italo Calvino below the quote
an inner architecture."
- italo calvino" with a picture of Italo Calvino below the quote
One of the greats. _ source: https://www.are.na/block...
I just finished watching the movie Linoleum (2022) and this quote fit perfectly into understanding it’s theme.
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Don Martin illustration of a man dancing with a lampshade on his head with a bored audience of three watching from a couch
Come *on*, Luanne, you know what this is!
Potrzebie
Made me what I am today.
@snarkout ++
Potrzebie X 2
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baby's face
the guy with me in this photo only, like, yesterday
https://mltshp.com/p/1RVAW
https://mltshp.com/p/1RVAW
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billboard with several brown-skinned women dressed in black with pulled back dark hair that all look like they are AI generated facing forward and to the sides. they are lit by bisexual lighting, pink on left, blue on right. The billboard tag line says "hackers have agents. get yours" and the company name is obscured by a light, but might be exaforce or something, advertising agentic acronyms.
someone has defaced the billboard with spray painted letters reading "fuck your AI billboard"
someone has defaced the billboard with spray painted letters reading "fuck your AI billboard"
source: https://bsky.app/profile...
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Josephine Baker gasps at something and shrugs as turns away, smiling at the end.
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My son and I in a kitchen holding bags of peppers
Skinned, chopped, and bagged a bushel and a half of hatch chilis with my son
I don't remember this episode of Breaking Bad.
The best smell on the planet is Hatch, NM on a crisp morning when you fire uo the propane burner and roast up a bag in a random parking lot.
@1f2frfbf they were roasting up a bushels down by the tracks in Portland Oregon today. Brought me back to Santa Fe
WTAF - who is that ADULT to your right?
(And how did you — and I! — end up with all this white hair??)
@caitlinburke ha! He's 21. It's crazy
Wow!
Waaaay up here in the PNW, our local grocery store has Hatch Week, and they roast in the parking lot. It is bliss.
Great idea. I need to suggest that to the local stores here ...
omggggg easy-e is a whole-ass adult!
@caitlinburke @robritz for reference https://mltshp.com/p/1RVC0
@artwells I still remember the album covers you made with him and F many many years ago.
jfc, is your kid like 6'7"? I do remember him being a lot smaller than that
@cristin 6'2"
The picture is a bit deceiving
The picture is a bit deceiving
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Tweet from SebastienGilmt from Aug 26 2026:
Bad news: Fable nuked my entire dev machine
Claude decided to test a sandbox it was building by running `rm -rf` on my home directory
The sandbox didn't work.
It's all gone
with an image of terminal output explaining the disastrous mistake.
Bad news: Fable nuked my entire dev machine
Claude decided to test a sandbox it was building by running `rm -rf` on my home directory
The sandbox didn't work.
It's all gone
with an image of terminal output explaining the disastrous mistake.
I don't go to the hell site. title stolen from seeing this on mastodon
source: https://mastodon.social/@neurova...
source: https://mastodon.social/@neurova...
FAFO LLM
Whoopsie
would swear this is not the first time I've seen a "LLM accidentally the whole computer" post.
TBF, it nuked his home dir. Shoulda had its own dir.
We'll fix it in post!
Ahahahahaha
Hey, I f**ked up by doing something I should never have allowed myself to do. You can see here, here, and here exactly where I f**ked up, including a list of the things I should have done to stop myself from f**king up.
Anyway, that'll be 30 tokens.
Anyway, that'll be 30 tokens.
ALL MY APIS GONE
Claude didn't do this, Sebastien did.
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Claude: "I learned it by watching you!"
Don't let Sebastien anywhere near prod.
@otaman "You fucked up! You trusted me!"
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"About twenty-five years ago, I made an offhand and somewhat uncharitable remark about the Red Hot Chili Peppers. There was no malice intended, it was just the sort of obnoxious thing I would say back then to piss people off. I was a troublemaker, a shit-stirrer, feeling most at ease in the role of a societal irritant. Perhaps it’s an Australian trait among people of my generation, I don’t know, but that comment has followed me around for the last quarter-century. But the most interesting aspect of all this is not what I said about the Chili Peppers, but rather the response from Flea, their bass player. On Facebook, Flea expressed how hurt he felt by my remark, but went on to say, in great detail, that he loved my music regardless. He wrote a profoundly generous and open-hearted love letter to Nick Cave. I remember being genuinely moved by his words and thinking what a classy guy Flea was, and feeling on some subterranean level that I was unable to fully grasp at that point in my life, that Flea was a human being of an entirely different calibre, indeed, of a higher order.
Over the years, I would run into Flea at music festivals where both our bands were performing and see him backstage when we played in Los Angeles. Although we didn’t become close friends, my encounters with him were always pleasant – there was a presence to Flea that felt genuine and oddly affecting. On the Push the Sky Away tour, we asked Flea if he could assemble a children’s choir, from the Silverlake Conservatory of Music he founded, to accompany the Bad Seeds at the Coachella Festival. When Warren and I were on the Carnage tour, we asked Flea to join us and play the song ‘We No Who U R’. Watching Warren and Flea perform together with such heart and mutual regard was a glorious sight.
Last week, Flea sent me a song and asked if I’d like to add some vocals. It was for a “trumpet record” that he is making. It is not for me to divulge what the song was, only that it is a song I cherish more than most, with arguably the greatest lyric ever written, a song of such esteem that I would never have dared to sing it had Flea not asked me to. I went into the studio on Wednesday and recorded my vocals. The track emerged as a beautiful conversation between Flea’s trumpet and my voice, filled with yearning and love, the song transcending its individual parts and becoming a slowly evolving cosmic dance, in the form of a reconciliation and an apology.
My friend, the artist Thomas Houseago, recounted a story involving Flea. A couple of years ago, Flea, his daughter, Thomas, and a guide were hiking through the backcountry of Yosemite. They had been hiking for five days and were walking along a densely forested trail when a bear appeared on the path before them. Everybody froze. The bear was about ten feet away from them. It was a large black bear with a reddish hue. Thomas and the guide gripped their tent poles, perhaps to defend themselves in case the bear attacked. Flea, however, stepped forward, stood before the bear, and spoke to it. He acknowledged they were visitors in the bear’s territory, expressed his love for the bear, and requested permission to continue along the trail. The bear stepped off the path and allowed them to pass."
Nick Cave
Over the years, I would run into Flea at music festivals where both our bands were performing and see him backstage when we played in Los Angeles. Although we didn’t become close friends, my encounters with him were always pleasant – there was a presence to Flea that felt genuine and oddly affecting. On the Push the Sky Away tour, we asked Flea if he could assemble a children’s choir, from the Silverlake Conservatory of Music he founded, to accompany the Bad Seeds at the Coachella Festival. When Warren and I were on the Carnage tour, we asked Flea to join us and play the song ‘We No Who U R’. Watching Warren and Flea perform together with such heart and mutual regard was a glorious sight.
Last week, Flea sent me a song and asked if I’d like to add some vocals. It was for a “trumpet record” that he is making. It is not for me to divulge what the song was, only that it is a song I cherish more than most, with arguably the greatest lyric ever written, a song of such esteem that I would never have dared to sing it had Flea not asked me to. I went into the studio on Wednesday and recorded my vocals. The track emerged as a beautiful conversation between Flea’s trumpet and my voice, filled with yearning and love, the song transcending its individual parts and becoming a slowly evolving cosmic dance, in the form of a reconciliation and an apology.
My friend, the artist Thomas Houseago, recounted a story involving Flea. A couple of years ago, Flea, his daughter, Thomas, and a guide were hiking through the backcountry of Yosemite. They had been hiking for five days and were walking along a densely forested trail when a bear appeared on the path before them. Everybody froze. The bear was about ten feet away from them. It was a large black bear with a reddish hue. Thomas and the guide gripped their tent poles, perhaps to defend themselves in case the bear attacked. Flea, however, stepped forward, stood before the bear, and spoke to it. He acknowledged they were visitors in the bear’s territory, expressed his love for the bear, and requested permission to continue along the trail. The bear stepped off the path and allowed them to pass."
Nick Cave
That "Trumpet Record" was one of the nicer music surprises as of late.
Flea and Chad seem cool
Nice. Adult behavior redeems. Although I do turn the channel when Red Hot Chili Peppers come on the radio. In Southern California, it's like every ten minutes. I just don't ever need to hear them again.
I love his weekly red hand files. Genuinely a good and witty writer all around.
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Look what I almost stepped in!
Aqua poo
What in the tarnation?!
"Welcome to Oktoberfest!"
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Are you boneless? Do you need a couch cover?
Looking for a new dog bed because of https://mltshp.com/p/1RVBP and came across this fantastic product name and image that made me lol.
This is probably what happens when you auto generate everthing for products using ai on amazon. A boneless woman in a cover.
This also goes along with the end of design as we know it. A world where the unqualified approve everything they think is fine without understanding how it communicates to their audience.
source: https://www.amazon.com/dp...
Looking for a new dog bed because of https://mltshp.com/p/1RVBP and came across this fantastic product name and image that made me lol.
This is probably what happens when you auto generate everthing for products using ai on amazon. A boneless woman in a cover.
This also goes along with the end of design as we know it. A world where the unqualified approve everything they think is fine without understanding how it communicates to their audience.
source: https://www.amazon.com/dp...
If your products are a scam, you want the audience to self-select down to those who will fall for the scam. Horky-borky AI product images are the modern version of misspelled subject lines in email spam.
The perfect pillow for a No Bones day
It will also be made of dangerous materials that will later require a recall
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a coffin carried by clowns
How many did they fit in there?
#FFU
Now on Corncob TV!
How I imagine TFG's procession.
They will never think to look in the clown cemetery.
It was a sad day, it was a happy day.
@homerj
If only we had Fred Willard at the organ to play them out.
If only we had Fred Willard at the organ to play them out.
@ardgedee *cries laughing* brilliant sir, brilliant