Crudman

I'm complaining about things in a thread that's about complaining. I apologize if I rubbed you the wrong way but I'm not gonna interfere or police conversations about things I find mildly annoying.

Your concerns are reasonable and I've been that asshole before but rage-posting and cruising for arguments has always left me feeling like shit. Unmedicated Crudman on Facebook circa 2018 was intolerable.

Weeding the pedos out of Discord seems like an utterly sysiphean task

There is nothing objectionable about a working class fella going on a Life Threatening Shit Quest.

Salt is a monster, what a fucking incredible run

Been looking for this word, it's so perfectly succinct and evocative of the Web 3.0 sludgeworld.

Search engines are almost entirely useless now. As much as I'd love an indie alternative, sending out millions of webcrawlers seems prohibitively expensive.

I'm seeing comments attached to this post that I'm neither seeing on Connect nor in browser. I blame ghosts.

They should have just like, kept Google+ on life support. It could have had one hell of a second wind in the wake of these huge social media bungles

Lemmy fulfills a sort of reddit/more intimate internet forum thing. Reddit's real social good was fixing shitty search engine results by using Reddit as a keyword, and for centralizing a lot of hobbyist discussion. Lemmy and the lemmylikes will get there as the platform matures.

I'm loving pixelfed as a sort of Imgur substitute tbh. Quick and easy image hosting for when I post on here. Not crazy about Instagram as a social media platform so there's nothing I need pixelfed to do besides let me host medium-sized images, caption them and copy the link.

I couldn't think of a better example image besides this Wretched Creature but thankfully, embedding just the image URL works fine.

HTML capabilities would be truly insane and I can only hope.

Hate that. Took my car down a trailhead to unload my kayak and felt like I was gonna pop my oil pan

Some background: I have a horrendous fear of heights.

To start, I remember going down to South Carolina when I was 18 to visit my friend. Her friend drove us through an Appalachian mountain road at blood-curdling speeds and I was kind of drafting out my will in my head.

Similar story to when I went to California for my cousin's wedding more recently. I find something about those mountain roads around Hollywood to be absolutely nauseating. Serpentine, narrow, had me holding on to the Oh Shit handles of the rental car.

Adding to this, I'd love to never see the phrase "Sexy Time" ever again