But my friends call me Spray.

Many of my friends are in critical condition after an incident involving my father and some bees. The pest control guy was not helpful. I spent many hours on the phone with him explaining the situation already, so please do not suggest I call him for advice.

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Cake day: 2023年6月16日

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  • Happened to a friend of mine at his company. It seems the company wanted to justify their subscription costs.

    I’m sure if you are corpo-brained (brain dead) enough it makes sense. AI = magic efficiency machine, therefore an employee that uses more tokens = more efficient worker. Of course, in practice most competent people affected by this policy at his company started burning tokens with wild goose chases when they needed to increase that metric.






  • Don’t get me wrong, I think the proposed legislation is taking the wrong approach and I think e-bikes are overall a good thing. I’m just saying that I see the reason why California wants to add some additional regulation to a motorized transport.

    I have no problem with people riding regular bikes on sidewalks. Roads are scary as a cyclist surrounded by vehicles several times heavier than yours. People are riding e-bikes on the sidewalks everywhere I go. It makes walking scary on infrastructure made for walking. If you get hit by someone on a bike going 20 mph (~32 km/hr), someone is getting seriously hurt. This guy was actively endangering pedestrians.

    Also, no matter how you look at it, e-bikes (individualized transport) are a worse thing for the environment than public transportation (communal transport), and certainly worse than walking (what I was doing in the walkway).


  • I’m not the commenter you’re replying to, I’m just a stranger who likes to play devil’s advocate.

    Last summer I visited San Francisco, and there were a bunch of e-bikes around. One almost plowed into me in the walkway at Golden Gate Park. It looked like it was going faster than all cars on the road next to us at the time. The guy was not wearing a helmet, didn’t honk any kind of a horn or ring a bell, and barely called out a warning. It was a near miss, right after he swerved around the people in front of me.

    I was looking up at the trees in the park (as you do in parks), when I hear a slight scream from one of the pedestrians in front of me, followed by a frantic “LOOK OUT” from the guy on the bike. I quickly stepped off the walkway onto the gras, so no accident happened, but it was still scary.

    I can see the reasoning behind this law. There’s no reason that the motor on that bike should go that fast without requiring inspections and some kind of license. Certainly no reason to be driving it that fast in a walkway, but I think that’s already illegal.



  • Man, this is probably the third or fourth time I’ve read excerpts from his rambling steam-of-consciousness they call a handbook. Mr. Beast or whoever wrote that has fucken terrible writing skills.

    The whole thing reads like a Facebook post from that one idiot you went to high school with who had no self-awareness. The kind of idiot who makes life difficult for themselves because they don’t know when to shut up or disengage.

    That might be super specific to some of the people I know, but you get the picture.



  • One of my friends had steady access to penis envy mushrooms when I was in my freshman year of college. I remember taking them with another friend of mine and had the weirdest goddamn trip of my life. I took about 1.5g, and he took 3g.

    We were walking in the woods when we came up, and he fell completely silent for like 3 hours. I tried asking him if he wanted to go back to the dorm several times, but he would just look at me for a minute, then go back to staring at the ground and continue walking.

    Eventually, it got dark and I turned on my flashlight (thank God I decided to bring one). As it got darker, his walk got more and more frantic. I thought he was trying to run away from me, like maybe he was mad that I gave him the mushrooms. If we weren’t in the woods in the dark, I would have tried giving him a little space, but I didn’t want him to wander out too far without a source of light. So I slowed my pace and walked behind him, giving him the same buffer I would give a stranger walking behind me on the sidewalk.

    After a while of giving him his space, he stopped dead in his tracks and turned to me. I came up beside him and asked if he was feeling alright, but he was silent still. I decided that if he was mad at me for the mushrooms, I could fix it by dumping the rest on the ground. So I did exactly that, all while he was watching silently. As soon as they were on the ground, he started walking again, but this time much slower. I followed behind.

    While walking, I was swinging my arms slightly. Since my friend was a bit in front of me, the light from the flashlight was moving around a lot more for him than it was for me. This must have been messing with him, because he stopped walking, grabbed my arm, and finally broke his silence with a stern, “stop”. I was mostly just relieved he said something.

    “All good?”, I asked. He looked at the ground, then back at me, then back at the ground, then back at me. He looked super confused, so I asked again, “Hey man, are you all good?”

    “Yeah, yeah…” he said, looking at the ground. He looked up again and asked, “Hey, man… why did you dump out the mushrooms???”

    When I explained my thought process behind everything, he laughed really hard. He had no clue he wasn’t communicating with me that whole time. He said he was walking fast so he could get back to the dorm before it got dark. When he stopped, it was because he realized it was already dark and I wasn’t next to him anymore and my flashlight was the light source. Then when he saw me dump out the mushrooms, he thought I was laying out bait for an animal. He figured I thought we had walked for so long that we were fully in the wilderness and needed to hunt to survive. He knew we were near(ish) the dorms, so he kept going. When he remembered that I didn’t leave the dorms with hunting/camping stuff, he realized they were the mushrooms and stopped to ask me why I dumped them lol.

    Weird time.



  • I work at a small company of <100 people, and fortunately the CEO is a human that treats his employees like other humans and recognizes that without us, there would be no company anymore. However, all of his emails sound like the most heavily sanitized corpo-marketing-speak. If you were to judge him by his emails alone, you would never guess that. As it turns out, he uses Copilot to draft emails. When I found that out, it made so much more sense.

    On a certain level, I get it. I hate writing emails. But the AI slop emails make him seem like a corporate goon and they ultimately dehumanize him to new employees. I don’t know if he realizes how impersonal the AI makes him seem. He probably has become slop-blind from using it too much.

    Sorry, only tangentially related. Just kind of ranting here.