I do like this a lot.

Since you sort of need to be there with the hat, it makes me wonder of you might get more response and/or geographic spread if you has some sort of leave behind. A sticker, or a card that you can slot in places.

I do think that leaving it as the gpg key is better, not a QR code. It helps ID this for nerds like you and me. I would never scan a wild QR.

Don’t insult this cat!

There’s a good chance another seagull ate the body before it was even cold.

I’ve nodded some small but active enough to need real coverage subs on reddit. It’s a real job. People are too weird to self-moderate.

It was my first Lemmy love.

All us babies here smoking cigars and betting on horses like some Fediverse Baby Herman army.

Uh…I mean 225 backup plans! Yeah.

And 2 to 5 backup plans.

There’s 2 separate universes here.

Devs and tech companies care only for UX, convenience, and reduced friction to use any service. They would put their granny’s home address and SSN in the headers if it made a page load 10ms faster. Their incentives are all short-sighted to hit the next goal to outcompete other devs/companies and ship their end of history killer app that will solve all problems - and that will still get bloated and enshittified within 18 months.

Then there’s us, a subset of rational people educated about how much data gets transmitted, who are horrified by the general state of being online, and are hard to impress when it comes to more than just saying “privacy!” when promoting anything at all.

IMO, we have to DIY and cobble together so much of our own protection, we’re closer to artists that live a strange life that few people understand, seems weird from the outside, but we love for the peace of mind. Which is not enough to be any appreciable segment of the market to move the needle on any product worth real money.

Caffeine is the only positive codependent addiction ever recorded.

Expert difficulty: it’s also cold and raining outside. There’s no food or coffee available once you get up, you have to go to the store.

“I lost the escape room, but I started a hunger strike to protest… I dunno, pick something for me.”

In 1282 AD, an accord followed the disaster later recounted as the Pied Piper of Hamelin myth, in which a warg working with the demonic entity we now call the “Tooth Fairy” walked 200 children off a cliff simply to collect their fresh teeth to fuel their evil orgies. Duke Albert II of Saxony hired a shaman and witch to force a détant with the demon as a response. After some haggling, which cost one advisor his jaw, the demon agreed to effectively scavenge from the local townspeople in the night in exchange for a ceremonial pittance, often a handful of grain or a piece of fruit.

The demon, now overwhelmed by the sheer volume of teeth lost on a daily basis by 7.5 billion people, is doing great 750 years later, playing the long game to success.

Also taking gas station pills full of burdock root because you think you might have a drug test.

I haven’t lived in the US in a while, and every time I visit and one of these things starts shouting at me, I wonder how anyone tolerates this shit.

Occasionally you’ll see one button that’s more worn, maybe bottom right iirc, that mutes it. Doesn’t always work, though.

My condolences.

Can I offer you some egg stew in these cold and trying times?

Because suddenly everyone can shed clothing and be more social. The oppression of winter is over, and the promise of having food and plenty later in the summer is there. Makes sense to me.