[-] BanjoShepard@lemmy.world 112 points 1 week ago

I think most students are copying/pasting instructions to GPT, not uploading documents.

[-] BanjoShepard@lemmy.world 263 points 3 weeks ago

A few years ago, I started a sentence in my class with "When I was born". A student instantly chimed in and said "What in the 19's?" And I thought in my head, of course you idiot, everybody is born in the 19's. It still haunts me.

[-] BanjoShepard@lemmy.world 41 points 3 months ago

Stuff Made Here - blows my mind with each new video. I can't even imagine being able to dream up his creations let alone design and create them.

Technology Connections - you didn't know you were going to love learning about dishwashers and other appliances, but you are.

Foureyes Furniture - interesting custom furniture design and build sequences with very good editing and voiceover.

Marling Baits - Custom fishing lures that vary from lifelike (using real fish skin) to absurd (a lightsaber) to ultra absurd (a block of wood).

Project Farm - head to head comparisons of common tools or other household projects. Very no nonsense and a ton of information packed in quick.

Inheritance Machining - a man documenting rediscovering his passion for machining after inheriting his grandfather's machine shop. Excellent narrative scriptwriting, recurring video elements, buttery smooth voiceover, and oddly satisfying machining footage.

[-] BanjoShepard@lemmy.world 58 points 3 months ago

Is this by any chance inspired by the recent Technology Connections video? As a homeowner with a brutal western exposure, I'm in the same boat.

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[-] BanjoShepard@lemmy.world 39 points 3 months ago

I often think of this sign I saw at a small children's playground with braille on it hung 6 feet in the air with no way to reach it. Braille printed on a sign posted too high to reach.

[-] BanjoShepard@lemmy.world 53 points 4 months ago

If swimming wasn't the first event, I'd like my odds. I don't like the idea of swimming at the same time as the shark, even if eating your opponent is grounds for disqualification.

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[-] BanjoShepard@lemmy.world 64 points 5 months ago

That's a nice boulder.

[-] BanjoShepard@lemmy.world 51 points 5 months ago

What an irrational mistake.

[-] BanjoShepard@lemmy.world 255 points 5 months ago

That's all fine and dandy until they misbehave and you can't follow through by sending them to school on the weekend.

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[-] BanjoShepard@lemmy.world 71 points 1 year ago

The irony of this sign being photographed on a cellphone while driving takes this to the next level.

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[-] BanjoShepard@lemmy.world 44 points 1 year ago

Also, why just drunk driving? Why not you pay child support for murder?

[-] BanjoShepard@lemmy.world 46 points 1 year ago

I always assumed the lighter color of a giraffe was the default or background color and the spots were abnormally dark. This is throwing me off because the spotless one is the same color as the spots would be.

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I see predominantly picture posts here, but I wonder if text posts have a place too. I think it would be cool to share memorable birding experiences. A few come to mind for me.

This spring I saw my first Whooping Crane. I grew up in the migration path and went looking every year. I'd seen millions of sandhill cranes. Hundreds of white spots that turned out only to be two snow geese flying together or a plastic bag waving on a corn stalk. This spring I visited my home town and it happened to be during the migration. My two year old loves birds, so I thought he'd like to see so many birds at once. Unfortunately he was more interested in sitting in the truck while I looked at birds. On the way back home, a quarter mile before getting on the highway, I saw a white spec in a field, pulled over in a farmers drive way and just knew it was it. Thirty years later, I'd finally found one. Crossing it off in the index of my Sibley's was one of the most cathartic experiences of my life.

Another experience I love is the first time I saw California condors. My family visited the Grand Canyon, and I knew there was a chance to see them. When we got there they were flying so close and I couldn't even speak. My mom still tells of me pointing and saying "C-c-c-condors!".

My grandma is the one that got me into birding. She took me on a trip to an eagle count at a lake a few hours away. We saw many eagles that day. I also saw a great horned owl in broad daylight, which I've yet to see again; I remember how yellow it's eyes were. At the end of the day we stopped at the dam and my grandma put her spotting scope on some mallards and other ducks sitting around a section of open water. While I was watching, an Eagle came up and flew right over the dam, only a few dozen feet over head, then swooped down and crushed the mallard in the spotting scope so easily. We stayed and watched it eat until it was run off by other eagles that came for an easy meal.

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