

Infinite margin! 🫦


Infinite margin! 🫦


Purely for entertainment value, because in reality it would be Orwellian, I’d love to hear a court try and swear in an AI agent and then listen to that agent continually perjure itself in testimony.
How would the court sentence an AI agent? What punishment could it mete out that would make any meaningful sense?


Micron CEO said they expected industry supply to improve gradually in 2028, but couldn’t predict when supply would catch up with demand.
Why would they want balanced supply and demand? Scarcity affords them a higher margin for the same output. With so few competitors there currently seems to be little reason for them to try and meet demand.





This from the guys who released New Microsoft Outlook…


Hey, Peter, man! Check out Channel 9! Check out this chick!


Korben Dallas - the man just wants to romantically live out the rest of his life with the ultimate weapon, without people sticking guns and microphones in his face. I can relate.
[Edit for spelling]


Putting a layer just inside your nostrils to catch pollen and help with hayfever
I initially thought this was a cat-related meme for some reason


Me personally? No.


The drones can remain airborne for about eight minutes on a single battery charge


Nicole?


[Everyone disliked that]
How do you get an elephant into a bikini?
Meme was cut short.
“How’d they get the manatee in a bikini?
And is it single?”


I toyed with the reverse scenario: Lt Dan taking Forrest and Jenny to meet the Shrimp Nazi


Jerry: She literally said, “life is like a box of chocolates”?
George: Yes, she said, “you never know what you’re gonna get.”
Jerry: “Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re gonna get”?
George: Word for word.
Jerry: They have a card in them…
George: They have a menu.
Jerry: Right, the little menu card! So you know exactly what you’re getting.
George: I told her that.
Jerry: So what did you do?
George: I took that box of chocolates and I ran to the end of the road. And when I got there, I thought maybe I’d run to the end of town. And when I got there, I thought maybe I’d just run across the Upper West Side. And I figured, since I run this far, maybe I’d just run across Manhattan. And that’s what I did. I ran clear across Manhattan. For no particular reason I just kept on going.


Meanwhile her face is ‘WTF is this thing?!’
The car of the future was supposed to have pulsating LEDs, self-drive, pursuit mode, turbo boost and an reassuringly patronising personality that would scan for threats and tell you what you were doing wrong. I was supposed to have a chest and head of hair like David Hasselhoff and a rich crime-fighting sugar daddy to fund my escapades.
This is off-white nothingness inside. It leaves me cold.