Could You Not Pet The TrackPoint

The sacred resurrection of ancient tech! Floppy disks—those square relics that Gen Z thinks are just 3D-printed save icons—sacrificed themselves to digital obsolescence only to be immortalized as the universal "save" symbol. Their physical form perished so their spiritual legacy could live on in every toolbar across the digital universe. Next time you click that little square icon, pour one out for the 1.44MB martyr that died for your sins of not backing up your work.

Nothing says "I'm a serious developer" quite like dropping $3000 on a PC just to run VS Code and Chrome. The unholy matrimony of NVIDIA and Ryzen—where your GPU costs more than your car payment and your CPU has more cores than you have meaningful relationships. Meanwhile, your code still crashes because you forgot a semicolon. The modern dev's power couple: enough computing strength to simulate the universe, primarily used to run npm install and watch YouTube tutorials on the side.

When you're a gamer working from home, the transition from "work keyboard" to "gaming keyboard" happens with military precision at 5:00 PM. Not a second before. The same fingers that were reluctantly typing TPS reports are now eagerly poised to destroy virtual enemies. Notice how the hand position doesn't even change - just the clock. Corporate responsibilities? Rejected. Gaming time? Approved. The duality of the mechanical keyboard.

The eternal struggle of every IT professional at electronics stores. That moment when the Best Buy employee innocently asks "Do you need help?" and your brain immediately switches to superiority mode. You've spent the last decade debugging kernel panics and configuring RAID arrays—of course you know the difference between HDMI 2.0 and 2.1! You didn't spend four years getting a CS degree to be asked if you've tried turning it off and on again. The internal monologue is deafening: "I could probably fix their POS system faster than they could sell me this overpriced HDMI cable." Yet we still go there... every... single... time.

Ah yes, the classic "spend more time optimizing than using" paradox. Drop $3K on a liquid-cooled RGB monstrosity capable of simulating alternate universes, then waste half a day installing 147 Skyrim mods to make the horses look prettier and the cheese wheels more realistic. The true endgame isn't actually playing—it's creating a perfectly modded setup that you'll admire from the desktop before launching Steam to buy another game you'll never play. The modding itself becomes the game, and frankly, that's the most expensive puzzle game ever created.

What happens when Richard Stallman designs transportation? You get this monstrosity - a vehicle so free it's practically anarchist. The license plate says it all: pure, unfiltered hatred for proprietary drivers. This is peak FOSS evangelism on wheels. The solar panels aren't just for energy - they're a political statement. And of course Windows are bloat - they probably add at least 2GB to the car's weight. The stuffed GNU mascot instead of a rearview mirror is just *chef's kiss* - safety regulations are just another form of proprietary control anyway.