Years ago, a rumor made its way across the internet that you could wash your keyboard in the dishwasher. In actuality, it was the keycaps that could be washed, but so many people with horribly grimy keyboards took the information[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Deep in the bowels of government research labs and financial institution basements, two technological elder gods slumber restlessly – FORTRAN and COBOL, the programming equivalents of mummies that refuse to stay in their tombs. These linguistic relics from the dawn[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I’ve often had that one more turn moment in gaming—whether it’s Civilization, an RPG, or just about any strategy game that demands my full attention. One more turn is the three-word phrase that has ruined more sleep schedules than caffeine[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Datacenters are the beating heart of the digital world—cool, sterile, and filled with the hum of servers doing God’s work. But somewhere between the racks of blinking lights and the guy whose sole job is to “monitor the ping,” you’ll[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Developer’s famous last words: “But it works on my machine!” This is a phrase that haunts DevOps teams like a ghost in the server room. It’s the digital equivalent of saying “This umbrella works great!”… right before stepping into a[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Ah, friendship—built on trust, laughter, and shared memories… until someone picks Oddjob in GoldenEye 007, hoards all the properties in Monopoly, or stabs you in the back for the fifth time in Among Us. Suddenly, that unbreakable bond shatters faster[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Sometimes when I’m sitting there trying to come up with the answer to a security question, I get that awkward realization that the person I was years ago is basically a stranger at this point. What were you into in[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
You, a modern-day digital warrior, declare “enough!” Phone off. Wi-Fi unplugged. Smartwatch tossed into a drawer like it’s evidence. For one glorious moment, you bask in the sweet, sweet silence of not being pinged, tracked, or algorithmically judged. “Ah, freedom!”[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Every school cafeteria operates as a thriving black market where USDA-approved meals go to die, and the currency of choice is anything neon-colored, vacuum-sealed, and nutritionally void. Parents may pack lunches with the precision of a Michelin-starred chef—organic apple slices[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Every profession has its own special dialect—a bizarre, acronym-laden, jargon-packed way of speaking that sounds like fluent nonsense to outsiders. Doctors, soldiers, engineers, and IT guys seem to take particular pride in this, casually dropping phrases that leave the rest[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…