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Cake day: October 3rd, 2023

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  • One of the kids in my grade just happened to be the son of my teacher at the time. He did not like me because the girl he liked was giving me attention. We’ll, one day he caught us holding hands (hard-core, I know) so he went to his mom, my teacher, and said I punched him in the face and had been bullying him. I never ever bullied anyone, especially him, and certainly never hit him or anything of the sort. Not once. But it was my word against his and obviously my teacher sided with her son. I had to stay after school everyday for something like 2 weeks. She never treated me the same again. I’m still salty about that. He totally got me. That ginger motherfucker. Jesse, if you’re out there somewhere, fuck you.


  • LET. YOUR. KID. KEEP. THE. DAMN. GIFT.

    If you take it away, the damage you may cause to you and yours sons relationship will FAR exceed the value of a phone.

    Also, and I’m not saying this as an insult, it sounds like this is less about a phone, and more about pride. You didn’t get your kid an expensive phone so him having it is a reminder his best friend’s patents can afford what you cannot. Maybe tell your child that they are so loved in this world by others that they want him to be blessed by gifts he wouldn’t otherwise have. Show him he’s a valuable person who has earned such a nice gesture because of who he is and what he means to others. Make sure he doesn’t take such a kind action for granted.

    But please, let your boy keep the gift. Him having it means way more than it does to you giving it back.










  • JPSound@lemmy.worldtoScience Memes@mander.xyzGod is a dick.
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    3 months ago

    And to add the cherry on top, should you ever reach his arbitrary speed limit, it distorts time itself. Even if you flew through space at c for a little weekend getaway, you’d return to a now foreign world only to find time had skipped forward +2,000 years, your entire family and social circles long dead from old age with societal and technical advancements beyond what you could have ever thought possible, completely isolating you. You’re now doomed to live in an unfamiliar world where not a single human speaks your language nor can they relate to you in any meaning way.

    AKA, gods speeding ticket.


  • I build cables and it’s truly an art for me. My custom cables are used on many of the biggest movies in the world on the production sound carts the sound mixer uses to record everything. I’ve also wired full professional camera rigs. I’ve wired many full cart builds from scratch, meaning every power, RF, timecode, video and analog and digital audio cable in the entire cart was built by my hands. If it connects 2 points, i built it.

    I’m going to admit to tooting my own horn here because I’ve not seen cleaner builds by anyone else. When I begin a build, I plan and visualize the entire setsup and it’s organization. It’s like a puzzle from the order of operations to the configuration I use based on input from the mixer and gear used. I love it and I approach it as an artist because it truly is. Ive spent many many years learning how to build every single cable you’d ever find on a film set and build them extremely well.



  • I remember for a while back in the late 90’s maybe, a lot of kids would have one of those custom airbrushed shirts youd get at a flea market or county fair with their name in BIG BOLD and colorful lettering all the way across the front.

    Little kids playing at their local park could easily be approached by a stranger saying, “hey joey! Your mom told be to pick you up. She’s in the hospital and we have to leave right now!” The panicked child follows the man who is seemingly confirmed sent by his mom because he knows his first name, forgetting anyone who’s not legally blind within a block of him also knows his name.

    Luckily we don’t see much of that these days. Creeps are now limited to accessing merely every single detail of a child’s life because mom runs a Facebook or Instagram for their child.