When I first started playing Minecraft, I didn’t even know what the bed did. Every time I died, I came back at spawn. By the time I learned about beds, I was used to playing that way, which gave dying more consequence. Phantoms broke that play style so that’s why I’m sad. I guess I could just make my bed always obstructed.

I’d much rather have to worry about whether I’ve slept/reset spawn recently on the rare occasion that I go to the end than for it to always be on my mind when doing stuff in the overworld. Just personal preference.

I don’t care how long it takes as long as when it happens, they make it so phantoms only spawn in the end (I know it won’t happen please don’t squash my dreams)

The things I have to explain to secular people. Obviously, everyone needs their OWN Bible. And if you had gone to Sunday School, you would know that Bibles have to be sexed. The male Bibles are the ones with the little ribbon you can use as a bookmark. And don’t worry if some of the ribbon has been cut off, that just means it’s an Old Testament.

Bought one of these in 2014, used it for a few years until it got stolen by airport staff. Bought the same model again. It’s a reliable bag.

Oh whale…

The first video of his I watched was about the history of turn indicator design. Unironically fascinating stuff.

Oh, you’ll be all right.

I’ve never been put under, but I just assumed OP meant that they would say something right before they started counting, not after.

“I want my last words to be funny, so try not to laugh.”

Everything is a meme.

Wow, pigeons really taking a beating in this conversation.

This is how regex sounds to me.

What I would like is something that gives me the framework to host my own server-side computations at home.

I hate when people save their music in a lossy format.

The squirrels freak out whenever my cat is outside and I’m sure he’d love to catch one of them, but my feline is simply way too fat for that to be possible. So, he just sits there and stares at them while they make “danger” noises. For some reason, one of the squirrels sounds way more concerned than any of the others. I don’t like feeding wildlife, but whenever that high-anxiety squirrel is out there alone, I give him a couple unsalted peanuts as an apology for having to put up with my cat.

Sorry I’m late for work, I got sucked into a black hole again. No, I didn’t take a picture of the event horizon, you should just take my word for it. I wouldn’t even be late if it weren’t for the time dilation.

newborn stars that shouldn’t exist

Unexpectedly toxic for the astronomical community.