They cut him loose after season 1 and the show got better.

I do this, except for the part where they’re all identical.

Because of what happened last take.

Have fun with it! I had that exact model for years and it’s fantastic.

Their BBQ tools are rock solid, too. I upgraded to a green egg and kept the tongs and spatula from my old setup. I’ve owned them for a decade now. They’re outside (under the patio) and still do the job perfectly.

Bold of the the mulleted human View-Master to assume there’s only one thing.

return “This question has already been answered. Please check the site before asking questions to see if yours has already been answered. Closing.”

there I also wrote an AI to do what stackoverflow does give me money now

This reads like someone who has read everything William Gibson ever wrote without understanding that it was all making fun of people like him.

Most of them.

Every scene with the horrible clown was a delight, especially when he had to interact with the convenience store guy.

Yeah, Vegas is nuts. My wife and I eloped down there and spent one too many days: by the last night we just stationed ourselves in the hotel room, watched MASH reruns, and drank the prosecco we scored on the flight down.

Stuff about Vegas: everything costs money. It’s hard to exist somewhere hospitable for free. I started thinking about it in terms of renting air conditioning with the price of a margarita. Also, people will approach you immediately and try to sell you cheap shows. Tell them to go away; once an initial person hits you up, the rest seem to know and stay away. Don’t worry about being an asshole; sometimes being an asshole is the correct course of action.

We had one guy in an official vest walk up and tell us he had to detain us… because we were allowing the lovely ladies with us to walk right past his bar. I fucking unloaded on him and he disappeared. Nobody bugged us in that area after that.

If you find yourself on a casino floor, get a drink and tell everyone that every table you walk up to starts losing immediately. They’ll leave you alone. On the upside, you can smoke cigarettes pretty much anywhere, inside or out.

We stayed on Fremont, which is kind of insane but also kind of fun. You’ll see a lot of people dressed up like… I dunno wookies or hunter thompson or whatever. Don’t randomly take their pictures: if you do, you’ll have to pay them. Once you get beyond Fremont or the Strip, it’s just like any other town. Library sounds like an awesome idea.

In-laws took the family to a fancy resort. It’s beautiful but also autistic hell. Everyone turns and greets you when you walk past. I think it’s in their contract. There are never not people in your periphery trying to engage.

The only place to hide is the room, and even then they text your father-in-law worried about the situation and wonder when they could possibly come in to remake the bed. Nothing costs less than $25. I’m hyper-aware of the huge markup and it bothers me, even if the in-laws are picking up the tab for most of it. Actually, especially because they’re picking up the tab for it.

It all came to a head in the fancy restaurant last night. I was buttering some bread for my daughter and knocked a cocktail over on my lap. Was immediately surrounded by four people with napkins and all I wanted to do was crawl under the table. So I made it their problem.

“I’ll get you another cocktail immediately”

“Ya sure? You saw what I did with the last one.”

The head waiter offered to pour the gravy on my main course and I told him it was best for the safety and well-being of the table if he did just that. I asked him if any of the desserts were on fire and what kind of fire safety equipment they had. Stuff like that.

Internally I was mortified and just wanted to go back to the room but apparently my inner Marx brother took over and I don’t want to go anywhere this morning.

Anyway we’re going to be on a boat and I’ve already been informed that they’ll take my shoes. What a neat experience. Trying to just go with it and I’m aware of how awful I sound. I just want to hide for the rest of the week

Motherfuckers going around talking about mistakes like they spontaneously generate from old rags and bags of flour.

“Wow, you can really tell a machine made that. Fuck. I hope you’re not planning on sending that to anyone else. They might think you wrote it. Talk about your soulless garbage. I hope you didn’t spend money on generating those.”

I went into that movie with deep suspicion and was grinning like an idiot two minutes into his performance. He did a hell of a job.

Yeah, it’s so much cooler to learn how to type things into something that costs money and already does what you can do for free with slightly more effort.

The bulging male cheerleaders aren’t even remotely the strangest part of this slop.

But they are the most accurately-rendered part of it.

Say what you want, they got the diameter of his ankles right.

“According to the model, you set the mood with vintage polka music and then start leafing through a paint catalog.”

The more I look at the picture the more I don’t like it.