I Mean, Come On... Just Sell Your Kidney Already

Ah, the mythical IPv5 has finally arrived, complete with a fifth octet. For those not in the know, IPv4 addresses have 4 octets (like 192.168.1.1) and IPv6 has 8 hexadecimal groups. This security camera boldly displaying "90.87.14.01.01" is basically the networking equivalent of finding a unicorn. Someone clearly skipped the entire IETF standardization process and went straight to production. Next up: TCP packets delivered via carrier pigeon.

Turns out ChatGPT can't actually put on a hard hat and operate a crane. Who knew? Construction workers watching tech bros panic about AI replacing jobs are just sipping coffee and waiting for someone to fix the actual physical world when it breaks. Sure, AI can write your for-loops, but try asking it to install plumbing that doesn't flood your server room. Some jobs require calluses that silicon can't grow.

Behold! The ABSOLUTE TRAGEDY of modern gaming! 😱 Remember when Nvidia was that sweet company making graphics cards for us gamers? Well DARLING, those days are GONE! They've abandoned us faster than developers abandon projects after saying "it's almost done!" Now it's all "AI this" and "machine learning that" while PC gamers are left SCREAMING into the void! Your RTX 4090 costs more than your first car? Nvidia's response? ZEROOOOO! GPU prices making you consider selling a kidney? Nvidia cares? ABSOLUTELY ZERO! Meanwhile, their stock price is doing the cha-cha slide to the moon because AI companies are throwing BUCKETS of money at them! The betrayal! The drama! The GPU-shaped hole in our wallets!

The digital lunch table drama we never knew we needed! The motherboard invites CPU to join their picnic, but poor CPU can't understand their language. No worries though - they brought drivers as translators! It's the perfect representation of how hardware components literally can't communicate without proper drivers acting as interpreters. Next time your computer acts up, just imagine this awkward social scenario happening inside your machine.

When global RAM prices spike 20% but you've already been paying Apple's 800% markup for years, you don't even flinch anymore. You were forged in the fires of $400 for an extra 8GB. You were shaped by the darkness of non-upgradeable soldered memory. Regular PC users panic when RAM goes from $50 to $60, but Apple users? They simply exist in a higher plane of financial pain where the concept of "reasonable hardware pricing" is but a distant memory. The rest of the tech world complains about inflation while Apple users have been living in their own private economic crisis since the first unibody MacBook. At this point, paying obscene amounts for basic specs isn't a bug—it's a lifestyle choice.

BEHOLD! The eternal tragedy of every developer's existence! During daylight hours, my brain functions like a dusty old Pentium processor from the 90s—barely capable of adding two numbers without smoke pouring out of my ears. But the SECOND the clock strikes midnight? BOOM! Suddenly I'm rocking a Core i7 at 4.20GHz, solving problems that would make Einstein weep with joy! Why, WHY must my cognitive superpowers activate precisely when I should be unconscious?! The universe is CLEARLY plotting against my sleep schedule and sanity. Thanks for NOTHING, circadian rhythm!