Don't Forget To Recycle Your Old RAM

Ah, the sacred NVIDIA driver version 566.36 – treated like a holy relic by RTX 3080 owners. When new drivers feel like Russian roulette for your GPU, you stick with what works. The post got removed faster than frame rates drop after a driver update. The real joke? Asking permission to update your graphics drivers on Reddit instead of just backing up your system like a functioning adult.

The birds and bees talk for electronics. That IC chip is surrounded by resistors with their little wire tails wiggling toward it like eager electronic sperm. Somewhere, a soldering iron is getting hot and bothered watching this unfold on a breadboard. Next week on "How It's Made": RAM sticks.

Oh no, what a tragedy. You ordered 8GB of DDR5 RAM and some warehouse worker accidentally blessed you with a brand new RTX 5070 Ti worth like 10x the price. Time to write a strongly worded complaint letter, I guess? The sarcasm here is thicker than thermal paste on a first-time builder's CPU. Getting a high-end graphics card instead of RAM is like ordering a sandwich and receiving a steak dinner. Sure, you can't compile your code faster with more RAM now, but at least your GPU can render those compile errors in glorious 4K at 144fps. The real question: do you return it and be honest, or do you quietly accept this gift from the tech gods and never speak of it again? We all know the answer.

Have you tried turning it off and on again? Oh wait, you can't! Someone's kid built a "gaming PC" out of cardboard and paint. Complete with rainbow fans, a fake SSD, and what appears to be the Windows logo drawn by someone who had Windows described to them over a bad phone connection. The real kicker? It'll probably run Crysis better than my actual machine.

Console gamers are getting absolutely destroyed right now. Xbox raising prices, $80 games becoming the norm, and Nintendo charging $499 for a Mario Kart bundle? Meanwhile, the PC gaming prophet descends from the heavens with his divine message: "Don't worry and come to PC, you can trust me." Sure, you'll need to sell a kidney for a graphics card, but at least you won't be paying $70 for a game that goes on sale for $12 three months later on Steam. The PC Master Race welcomes another batch of console refugees with open, angelic wings.

Started with one innocent computer, ended up with a room full of salvaged hardware running 24/7. That's the Linux gateway drug effect—you think you're just trying a new OS, and suddenly you're hosting 17 services on machines you rescued from dumpsters. The stuffed animals are just witnesses to your descent into terminal madness. They've seen things.