That was very nearly my exact same thought. Maybe not for curious children with carrot-sized fingers, but for adults, how convenient! Business competitor’s body won’t quite fit in your fancy frunk? Just while away on your phone for about 10 minutes, let the cat do its magic, and off go the legs! Travel-sized!

Uh…then you have kids? If you want them? I do not think I understand the question.

Ah yes, the only two functions, reproduction and opening jars /s

Recently, scientists successfully induced the stem cell of a male mouse to transform into an egg instead of sperm.

The resultant litter was in all respects normal and, while we are talking about baby steps (ha) with mice instead of humans, I’m sure that would be a when, not an if.

The biggest immediate concern would probably be depression and osteoporosis. Pretty sure the depression wouldn’t be very new, sadly, for anyone still paying attention to anything around them at all, but it doesn’t need to be added to the pile for a demographic that already doesn’t tend to reach out.

You know what? It’s d&d. They are now.

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Technically, the early 2050s. So there’s still time.

He had him consider all the animals first 😬

Ok. Mini-rant because I can’t contain myself atm. Do you wanna know a badly-kept secret? I’ve been making art on and off for 29 years. My ass wishes I could draw too. A ton of artists wish they could draw.

Talent will only give you a leg up, and mainly just at the beginning. The rest, all of us have to struggle for and I’m quite sure very few of us appreciate having to do so. And no matter how good they get, there is always something they have no idea how to do yet or they have some idol whose style they envy more than their own. Or they’re the type that only hates what they make because they’re the one who made it.

Van Gogh had a painter friend named Gauguin, and they were both jealous of each other. There is no magical point that one hits where you feel like you’re Good Enough. The best you can aim for is the kind of steady improvement you don’t even notice happening except on a scale of years, and the confidence to acknowledge those improvements instead of hyper-focusing on every way it isn’t what you saw in your head (it never is).

Go get a pencil or your ipad or whatever. Youtube is by far your biggest friend. Go look up videos about how to actually see what’s in front of you instead of what your brain insists must logically be there. USE REFERENCE. Trace a photo over and over, then immediately try the same thing freehand – this one is super useful, because a lot of drawing is also muscle memory. Break things down into simple shapes and then build on those. Use the open space between objects if you need to, to trick yourself into drawing something complex without getting lost in intimidating structural details.

When you’ve got those down, move onto perspective and composition. Cry a little if you have to, then get back to it. Because now you’re able to do whole backgrounds. People? Do tons of deliberately imprecise gesture drawings. Give your OC a terrifying robot head, a pillow for a torso, and springs for limbs. But go get. Your pencil. And be ok with drawing at first like everyone thinks they draw.

Barring that, my second choice is singing.

Ideally, global warming, but it would be fair to view that as pointless when dissipating the extra CO2 doesn’t necessarily return the trees and the problem would degrade again in a couple hundred years. You’d have to introduce a new fuel source that is sought after, clean, and eternal. Which would be two wishes.

So you have to define it as both of your options, since the loss of either worsens the other. Turn the whole environment back to where it was in the 1200s, overrun the streets with bears, see if I care. It’ll give 'em something to do. Especially the Amazonian avocado farmers.

The part where the ecosystem is in collapse?

While my own similar rant would have been only meant in play, this is how I feel about both o’ y’all. It’s a fucking soda. Gonna just go all the way and call sweet tea a coke too?

Mine went with commode as well, and my 70ish aunt is the only born American I’ve ever heard insist on calling it a buggy.

@Kid_Thunder, mind if I ask the general era you were growing up? Because I’m a millennial from the triad and we say soda. Soda pop in elementary, but I’m not sure whether we picked that up from media.

It would be interesting to work out around when the shift happened.

In that case, I also choose NZ 802 years ago.

The post can, yeah. The predictability with which all posts or comments containing the word “Google” will have several responses underneath evangelizing Firefox almost certainly will not, after it exceeds a point it very clearly routinely exceeds.

Not because you guys are wrong, (you’re not), but because you’re annoying, which is almost as bad. There is something in psychology called reactance theory, and it’s the reason why, when you’re just about to do the dishes and then someone else tells you to do them, it’s suddenly the last thing on earth you want to do.

It is a choice so small it isn’t worth arguing over, but it’s no longer your choice born out of your own free will, and now you feel cheated and resentful and you are not doing it, both out of spite and more truthfully to regain your sense of choice.

This is the same reason everyone hates vegans so much. They’re not wrong. They’re annoying. Firefox has vegan PR.

I held off listening to Hamilton for three years for no other reason than nobody else I met would shut the goddamn fuck up about Hamilton. Same with the TV version of Good Omens, whatever stupid cartoon jester thing has been in a third of the memes lately, and a hundred other things.

I am very likely to switch over to Firefox myself in the ever-nearing future. That ice is breaking. But it will not be because a bunch of strangers whined at me over my own choices for over a decade. It will be because the cons of whatever Google, Windows, etc. have done finally outweigh the pros of not having to exert effort to maintain my experience.

It bears consideration that in the meantime, Firefox users have a tendency not to even read the several duplicate comments before they start jacking off into them, not uncommonly in a way that’s loudly judgemental towards their own target audience.

The resultant spam cements a mental association between Firefox, the brand and the feeling of being annoyed and insulted. Don’t be those vegans. If I had to think, be like the art community treats Adobe. Fuck Adobe, but I’m not just gonna overload someone with aggressive pompousity who’s only using the industry default.

The thing is — not trying to sound snarky about this — do you honestly believe there is someone on the fediverse that hasn’t heard of Firefox before.

I figured I had worse things in my history and my personal TSA agent deserved to see this too, but nothing comes up except weird non-porn crypto stuff, a fully-clothed Shadowheart, and a magazine cover with muffins on it.

Don’t let this be my legacy.

When I get deeply emotionally attached to my data analyst, I might care if they’re moonlighting on the side. Sex, work or not, is still an emotional topic for most of the human race and it’s not new knowledge to anyone.

Enough that it would not naturally occur to me that “please do not engage in prostitution while we’re together” needs to be said out loud. I will casually ask if you’re monogamous and if you say yes, that’s how monogamy works.

Even aside from that, yeah, tbh, I would consider it good form to let your partner know you’re considering a new job regardless, just so they generally know what’s going on. If you have to hide it, maybe something is wrong.

Same course it took the first time, only sped up by three years:

• Confront my “fiancee” about what the fuck his problem is, and make clear that if the relationship keeps going like this, there’s no point in keeping it.

He won’t care any more than he did the first time around. He was too pigheaded for that and he never believed I’d actually do it. But I would have given him an overt shot.

• A bit more mindful of the bc, perhaps.

• Take an ex-friend up on their romantic offer much more quickly. I wasn’t ready to jump back in at the time, but in my head I would now have been single for years.

He’d probably have the same reaction to this that he had last time — evaporating from my life completely — but I figure I might as well while we’re still talking and I’m not going to lose anything I haven’t already lost.

• Consider transportational/long-distance options in regards to the same college as before, as I am magically aware of one single existing career option that I’m actually passionate about instead of just performing for sustenance. Don’t drop out this time.

Also fight tooth and nail to take A/P like the requirements suggest is necessary. There is a fuck up either in their system or in the counselor’s brain.

• Call my dad/accept one of his calls.

He has an impossibly hard time not being abusive at pure random, and I don’t think there was ever any choice I could make that he wouldn’t find fault with. Telling him all the above may make him proud but probably not. But he kills himself next year and he turns out to be the parent that loved me.

• Persuade him about/do not dawdle on what little he leaves you in the will he never signs.

• Put your inheritance in the stock market where it belongs, not in “good people” who “really need the help” so they aren’t “legit starving bro” like you’re starving. Two legs bad.

• Cry substantially and more than once. The best baby kitty you will ever meet is at the helpless mercy of someone you don’t want to share a state with, much less “date” in order to care for her.

What do we do. She has no one else, so now she has no one. Do we have an obligation to pretend, in the hopes of taking the cat when we leave?

It’s not her bowl. She just turned into a bitch.

Ohhh man. This had me cackling. I mean, I feel bad for you, but it does speak to me in my soul.

The one I have now won’t even eat off a plate unless it’s wet food, where I’m guessing she’s too excited to care about the peasant presentation.

I found out about the whisker thing and handed her fresh kibble that way just to see, and she wouldn’t even touch it til I put it in her bowl for her.

It HAS to be in a bowl and it HAS to be full to overflowing, and she’d better not see any goddamn silver or she’ll beat me with a coat hanger. And then the bottom goes stale because her whiskers.

Imagine half your backyard being in another country. Do you think they still mow it?