Sitreps2Steercos

I did the “fix your tv with Claude” thing. Can confirm it’s great.

You have to email the Houthis if you want your ship to cross the Red Sea. They reply within 24hrs

Single stock perps (SSPs) are here. And they're a truly great product. You don’t need to pay rollover fees like with futures, they’re simpler to trade than options, and you can go short just as easy as you can go long. This is one of the most consequential products we’ve launched and I couldn’t be more proud of the team that worked for over a year to bring them to life. Just this morning, since the stealth launch, our users traded over $300m. Grateful to be the ones bringing these to America in a regulated way 💚

When researchers analyzed how Pegasus spyware infected iPhones without the user tapping anything, they found something wild. The attackers sent an iMessage with a fake GIF that targeted Apple's image decompression engine. The decompression math was so flexible that the exploit chained arithmetic operations together to construct a literal, functioning software CPU using over 70,000 segment commands that defined logical bit operations (AND, OR, XOR, XNOR, etc.) entirely inside the image parser. This created a small computer architecture with registers, a full 64-bit adder, and a comparator, running raw code before the phone even buzzed with a notification

Charlie Sheen says he relied on Xanax, alcohol and time travel naps just to stay alive on the set of his hit sitcom "I was doing this thing where I was partying, hitting the pipe, either girls or porn or both. I felt like I was time traveling from 1:00 a.m. to 7:00 a.m. It felt like 15 minutes, whereas 9:00 to midnight felt normal" "The hours I really needed to settle in and enjoy just vanished. And then someone's banging on my door, 'Dude, you're late, what the f*ck?' And I'm still sideways" "So I'd pop half a Xanax, hit the pillow, and try to meditate with a body just vibrating from crack all night" "Then I'd hit the shower and say, 'I only have to navigate from this shower to the next shower.' That's about 11, 12 hours, just shower to shower" "I get to work and have that midday drop-off. I wasn't hitting the pipe at work, but I needed to keep fuel in the engine, so I started drinking" "People look at sitcoms like, 'Oh, they're having a fun time.' It gets super f*cking complicated"

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State Gun: We proudly ENDORSE the Colt M1911 for State Gun

LOL Idaho is voting on a state gun. This is the most Idaho thing I’ve seen

BREAKING: Scientists discover what appear to be fossilized red blood cells inside the bones of a 115-million-year-old dinosaur.

You don't need to crash a plane to learn to fly ... and you don't need VC to build a business.

Even at 30,000 feet, she still found a curb to hit…

There's Magic in Learning 🪄

If someone asks you how much a single baby's life is worth to the United States Air Force, tell them about the night an American fighter squadron scrambled a supersonic interceptor for a five-month-old boy. On December 23, 1986, five-month-old Andrew Baumann was dying of heart failure in California after his parents had already lost his baby sister to the same condition. Near midnight in Fargo, North Dakota, a donor heart finally became available, but the civilian medical jet broke down on the freezing tarmac with the four-hour survival window ticking away. Civilian doctors could not ride in a fighter jet without ejection-seat training and high-altitude pressure suits. Sixteen minutes after a desperate 2:00 a.m. phone call to the North Dakota Air National Guard, First Lieutenant Robert Becklund climbed up the ladder of a McDonnell Douglas F-4D Phantom II. He strapped a red-and-white plastic cooler holding the tiny heart directly into the back ejection seat. At 3:06 a.m. on Christmas Eve, Becklund blasted off alone into the dark winter sky and pushed his twin-engine fighter close to six hundred miles per hour across fifteen hundred miles. He touched down at Moffett Naval Air Station at 4:43 a.m. Even after seven and a half hours outside a body, that tiny heart beat strong inside Andrew's chest, and the boy grew up to graduate college and get married. A superpower is measured by how fast its deadliest machines fly to save its smallest citizen.