trump full on drove his full motorcade into the reflecting pool
I assumed this was some kind of typo or something. They drove into the pool?
It's weird how Richard Linklater either makes movies that I love (like Slacker and Dazed and Confused) or movies that make me want to find him and hit him in the head with a brick. Waking Life was probably his worst movie ever (only Blue Moon is a contender) and it's just bonus points that it also happened to introduce the world to Alex Jones.
I'm not a billionaire ... I'm THE billionaire.
There was an incident in South Korea some years ago where a greedy developer built an apartment building with substandard concrete; the building later collapsed and killed a few hundred people. The guy was tried and convicted and as he was being frog-marched to his sentencing hearing, friends and relatives of the victims were coming out of the crowd and beating him while his escorts just looked away.
It's really enjoyable to imagine that happening here in the US, but then it's enjoyable to imagine winning the lottery, too.
Back circa 2000 I was a Visual Basic developer. In my corporate apps I would always put in easter eggs that would randomly throw up message boxes saying stuff like "No matter where you go, there you are." This always pissed off the c-suite types and they would demand that the source be found and eliminated, but none of the other developers ever found it. All I did was convert the message string to a series of CHR(n) commands, and for the MsgBox command I just put like a thousand spaces in front of it in a small, rarely-used file. A search for the text of the message would return nothing, and a manual inspection of the file wouldn't reveal anything unless you happened to notice the horizontal scroll bar this produced at the bottom. One of the applications I wrote is still in use at this company (and still occasionally throwing up these easter eggs) and it was basically a front end wrapping a mainframe program dating to the 1970s, which means that thing is still running.
My elderly parents both have laptops with Windows 11 (don't @ me, they can't possibly learn a new OS at this point). Every once in a while they briefly throw up like 100 cmd windows. I have no clue what they are.
I especially like graffiti on rail cars, it makes it a lot more interesting when I'm sitting at a rail crossing waiting for the train to go by. It's usually top-quality work and who gives a fuck what rail cars look like anyway?
IT'S A DYLAN SONG
EX TER MIN ATE
There's a builder of shitty, overpriced mcmansions where I live named "NV Homes". It took me a while to figure out what the name meant, and then it depressed me even more. Imagine going a million fucking dollars into debt to buy a giant cardboard box because you think it will make people jealous of you.
I'm a school bus driver and I love these fuckin things. It's so much fun to sail over them at full speed and watch the tailgating asshole behind me go airborne.
I want to say it would have been better if he'd driven through it while there was water in it, but it's nowhere near deep enough for that to be true.