No. I realised years ago that I always come away from a Facebook browsing session irritable and dissatisfied. I still have it, because it’s the only way I keep in touch with some of my oldest friends, but now I might go weeks without opening it.
I have three to four Firefox addons dedicated to keeping it useable. I will not install the phone app for love nor money.
Two things really stand out to me.
I saw a unicyclist swerve and nearly wipe out avoiding a lamp post that he didn’t notice because he was looking at his phone.
I saw a goth dwarf scramble for safety in a service station forecourt because an oblivious woman was driving straight at him.
Why bother to breathe when you’ll just have to breathe again in a few seconds?
People talking about their suicidal feelings on the internet. Not sure why you’d want the whole world to know you’re feeling vulnerable, or what you think it can do to help. And people are so casual about saying it.
I’d like to try being a lemur. Swinging through the canopy on those long arms, giving/receiving back scratches as a form of social currency and hooting at leopards when I feel like it.
How many hours had you been awake?
I’ll share my favourites for when I need to calm the fuck down:
Island In Video Cassette from the Serial Experiments Lain Cyberia soundtrack
Duvet - Boa
Running Down a Dream - Tom Petty
Trampoline - Shaed
Teardrop - Massive Attack
Bullets - Archive
Lean On - Major Lazer featuring MØ
Human - Rag’n’Bone Man
Brand New Day - Sting
Drop The Game - Flume
Come Talk to Me - Peter Gabriel
Temple of Love - any version, Sisters of Mercy
Hallelujah - Jeff Buckley cover
Under The Bridge - Red Hot Chilli Peppers
Mr E’s Beautiful Blues - Eels
I don’t use AI for productive work, for the same reasons I don’t stir my soup with a dishrag.
Pretty good for recipes, tho’.
My cologne selection would get bonus points for upsetting you.
BBQ sauce.
Stupid human race. Every time I’m almost ready to give up on us completely, someone does something that blows the cynicism right out of me.
My wife’s crockery cabinet. We bought it via an auction website from someone who swore it was brand-new. Guess he didn’t realise if we knew it was built in the 1940s we would have wanted it more, not less.
Such a weird question. It’s like asking if we prefer cake or kidney punches.
Smoking. Black and white movie stars of the 40s and 50s made it look elegant and sophisticated, but you can’t smell a movie. And I don’t want to smell cigarette smoke.
We don’t have many apocalyptic christian churches in my country.
His last communication was a Facebook post to the world about how he only had room for supportive people in his life, not people who wanted to tear him down.
Guess he got tired of me saying mean things like “You should be paying your debt down, not buying things you can’t afford” “Your wife is right and you shouldn’t fight her on this” and “I understand that the universe rewards positive thought with positive destiny but you also need a plan”.
I don’t recall anyone ever saying that, unless it was to make a joke.
That would have to be the manager who complained to my manager that I was too friendly and wasting his time by saying hello and asking how his day was going every time we talked on the phone. 😐
I’m gonna be the cynic and say it - I think what we have here is a scammer hoping people will reach out with donations.
The account didn’t exist before this post was made. OP has a 76 IQ but uses perfect sentence structure, grammar, punctuation, paragraphs and five-syllable words like qualification. My spidey sense is tingling.
Is this an advert? It’s an advert, isn’t it. Are you an AI?