Senior Chief Petty Officer. Starfleet is in my blood, and I’ve spent my entire adult life in service to boldly going.

Keiko and Molly are my favorite humans, but Transporter Room 3 will always be my favorite.

Just don’t ask who what’s in the pattern buffer.

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Cake day: August 27th, 2024

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  • It’s very much the “you’re locked in here with me” moment.

    It’s been a bit concerning seeing all the people just giddy with the prospect of millions of people dying from internal issues, either idiotically not understanding or simply being too naive, that when an animal dies, it doesn’t go quietly. Especially not when it senses the cause of its death is near.

    And I believe enough people will view the rest of the world as the cause, I genuinely think if it came down to losing control permanently or causing the literal end of the world by launching as many nuclear and conventional strikes as possible before death takes them.

    Personally, I don’t relish the downfall of any major country, and despite other countries issues I’d rather see them overthrow their tyrannical governments than grab popcorn and cheer as they crumble to civil wars and starvation. That just seems a bit too close to being “arch villain from a cartoon” for my taste.

    I’d really like to see the Cure For Fascism being used here in my own country, but unfortunately “be the change you want to see in the world” just leaves a dead crazed lone gunman in the street. Organization will be needed.






  • Every time. They’re well aware of my stance on war.

    To go to war, every adult must vote yes or no. The yes vote is immediately signed up for military service, no exceptions given outside of life-threatening conditions. Everyone can do something even if it’s just logistics.

    No votes go about their business as usual.

    And of course, there will be people who for one reason or another, legitimate or not, can’t leave the general areas they live in. They can be national guard and show up to work the fields every day, ensuring wartime food supplies.

    It may sound harsh, but unless you’re willing to get down in the shit yourself, you have no business demanding someone else do it for you.



  • I use my cell data in my bedroom because it’s more stable than my router connection. I wish I had control of the router, but it’s not my house. I’d just move the router to a more centralized location instead of the farthest corner.

    Back before I moved, I kept the router at one of the reduced power modes it had built in(can’t remember the exact settings) since the room it sat in was the best room for signal distribution, you still got full signal anywhere you went.



  • Not great.

    Last night my house flooded and I’m still cleaning up water and nasty shit. Everything smells like piss.

    It triggered a fight over the fact that I still don’t have a full time job despite months of looking, and we are stuck in this place until I find something better than 3rd party labor.

    My vehicle is leaking gasoline while running and the shocks are fucked but I can’t afford to fix it. My wife’s vehicle needs transmission work.

    Also… gestures wildly around the US

    Depression is a bitch and I don’t have insurance to go to a therapist or get my broken tooth fixed.

    So yeah. Not great.