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[–] stinky@redlemmy.com 20 points 1 week ago (1 children)

The patent for the safety can opener, US5289638A, filed on February 19, 1993, expired on February 19, 2013, due to non-payment of maintenance fees. Google Patents

Regarding the long crank mechanism, US7574808B2, filed on August 10, 2005, is set to expire on December 12, 2025. Unified Patents

Therefore, a combined safety can opener with a long crank could be produced without infringing on these patents after December 12, 2025.

[–] stinky@redlemmy.com 3 points 1 week ago (2 children)

i think they want to know what you moved, how important that stuff is etc, i doubt they would have called all those folks to lay you off, they would have just sent an email or whatever. i think you are good. don't be nervous. go and be honest

[–] stinky@redlemmy.com 4 points 1 week ago

please subscribe to !dreams@redlemmy.com ? we write our dreams out. i sometimes add artwork to mine

[–] stinky@redlemmy.com 10 points 1 week ago (2 children)

i don't know but at my funeral i want to be fired out of a cannon with confetti

[–] stinky@redlemmy.com 1 points 2 weeks ago

Reminder that every character in this universe is a soul stealing monster that farms humans like cattle and sends them unwilling to an eternity of agony.

[–] stinky@redlemmy.com 2 points 2 weeks ago

i didn't want to say that but yeah if someone is throwing out a foot bath/massager i'm gonna take it home

[–] stinky@redlemmy.com 13 points 2 weeks ago

A bag of white sugar thrown into a cement mixer will prevent the cement from ever setting

[–] stinky@redlemmy.com 8 points 2 weeks ago (3 children)

if everyone got paid the same, who would do the gross jobs, like trash pickup?

me, lol

i'll be a trash guy. are you kidding. sunlight, your own vehicle, regular schedule, i like dogs, i would rock that job so hard

[–] stinky@redlemmy.com 6 points 2 weeks ago

that other website has been enshittified so severely it's now useless. i got banned by an AI moderator for participating in an anti-lgbt discussion... on the side of the lgbt. I appealed and got no response. fuck em. they're making their dollars so they're happy sinking to the bottom.

[–] stinky@redlemmy.com 1 points 2 weeks ago

Yeah this l me too. it depends on the context

[–] stinky@redlemmy.com 5 points 2 weeks ago

I ... Have no idea

I have never heard it before

 

As the owner of a wordpress.org website, which I host myself, and use for personal blogging, how can I get an email anytime anyone posts to my blog?

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submitted 5 months ago* (last edited 5 months ago) by stinky@redlemmy.com to c/asklemmy@redlemmy.com
 

It's barely noon and I'm ready for bed.

People that take too much require an exhausting amount of energy to defend against. By the time I'm done protecting myself, they've usually got what they want anyway, it sometimes feels like there's no point

 

Group living/school situation, I'm older than them so not very conerned, but they're all very preppy and cliquey. There's a smaller group wearing suit and tie that all sit together. At one point I'm on the "welcome aboard" video motioning with my head to my mom to come inside the store. Kids are laughing. One mentions my "tunic" (hoodie?) and I make fun of her because I'm standing right behind her and she didn't know what to call it. Then I'm in my underwear looking for pants. I find a friend. Someone is getting blood or plasma drawn, there's so much of it in a tube. A steam machine in the gym pumps tubes full of petroleum jelly.

 

In a fight, represented by a 2D grid of icons, like Candy Crush, I happened on a combination of potions which kept combining into more powerful potions, getting more and more powerful, until the game began spoiling its own ending. Potion, to person, to spell, to space station, the icon kept getting more powerful until I could see what the endgame looked like. I was excited but dismayed

 

Intent is to remember years later what specific tasks I had, even if I've left the company and no longer have access to my files. It's been very useful during interviews when asked about details of what I did, and in conversation with friends who want to know what my day to day is like. I've learned that this journal has to be kept in a personal space so that I won't lose access to it during layoffs, for example. Do you have any similar habits? What are your policies?

 

Personally I'm looking forward to a sober holiday season. I'm white knuckling it. But already leagues above where I'd be if I were still in it. So I'm grateful and looking forward to a happy season. What about you

 

Me: there's a fire in my house! Please abolish it!

Fireman: Ok, we're ready! What are you going to replace it with?

Me: what

Fireman: The fire. What are you going to replace it with? Fire has a purpose, you know, you can't just remove it. The combustion that powers your car engine, that's fire. And the fire in my woodstove heats my house and keeps my family warm. Fire is doing what it's supposed to be doing, and in the correct place, at the correct time.

Me: It's destroying my home. Please abolish it.

Fireman: Do you even know what fire is LOL fire is the rapid oxidation of a material in a self-sustaining chemical reaction, do you REALLY think you can just abolish that? Do you even know what you're talking about?

Me: I'm fine with it existing just not in my house right now.

House: destroyed

Fireman: Why didn't you give me a valid replacement??? We could have helped you.

 

I was excited to see her finally use her ability, but she just floated around inside the back of the car with a dagger in her hand while music played. It was disappointing. Everyone else was hyped

Later there was a big black panther who loved me and wanted to play. He was like a big puppy. I was terrified.

A mouse creature trapped under some branches? or rocks? that we wanted to catch. The guy in charge was covered with caustic black ink; he pointed to one of the jets to warn me that the mouse was dangerous.

 
  1. Create a windy, snowy coal mine
  2. now set it on fire lol
 

They were chanting at me "your brother is dead" but I knew they were lying, I woke up making fun of them to their faces. "Oh noooo" dramatically, like I was calling them on their bullshit. Awful start to the day.

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submitted 6 months ago* (last edited 6 months ago) by stinky@redlemmy.com to c/movies@lemm.ee
 

Great twist, enjoyable use of the horror genre, good acting

Here's what bothered me though.

With all the talk about God, there's never any mention of vampires' souls.

We see the human die and come back as a vampire. And when a person dies their soul leaves their body.

So do these vampires have souls or not? And if not, why do they still act so human? One of the characters even says, "[becoming a vampire] doesn't change who you are." but bro, it's a series about death and the afterlife, and you're saying that undead creatures with no soul behave the same as they did in life?

It feels like a huge swing and a miss in terms of horror potential: imagine seeing the uncanny valley effect of a person who used to be your friend, suddenly without their soul. It would have fit the theme so well and I'm devastated it was never brought up.

Also,

a few major loopholes in the last few episodes:

  1. The sherrif's son turns, then helps his human father get to the beach. It's a long walk, and the son is helping his injured father. But no terrible "I'm going to drink your blood even though you're my family" moment the way we see in every other vampire. Why does this kid act so differently?

  2. None of the vampires try to hide from the sun in the end. Literally every one of them stands on the beach singing. Lol what the fuck. They're so driven by need that they're eating their loved ones, but they're all going to stand upright and burn to death while singing hymns?

  3. "You're not a good person Bev. God doesn’t love you more than he loves anyone else. You aren’t ... a victim." This is supposed to be a social justice scene where the bitch finally gets told off. But the complaints are how Bev acted in church, her attitude towards God, her arrogance. Not the fact that she's standing there with a molotov burning people's houses down so she can drink their blood lol.

Sorry to vent here, I'm just tired of being let down by lazy writing.

 

It's night and I'm walking on the street with other people, frustrated and scared. I'm responsible for crafting enemies and I don't want to create something I can't beat. The people walking with me are enemies too. I'm giving out chocolates (Rollo?) which has something to do with it.

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