Sci fi set in contemporary times on Earth. A spaceship from another dimension accidentally enters a freak wormhole and gets dumped off in our universe. Only a single human survived on the ship, augmented by some super fancy AI (that actually works reliably unlike what we have access to nowadays). Captain isn’t able to maintain orbit but is able to land out in the middle of the south Pacific. Captain & AI have no way to return to their home universe or even send a message.

Ship contains a lot of advanced technology. Captain knows the theory of it all but doesn’t know the details. Ship’s AI has schematics for everything on board but not for everything in the civilization they left - only the most commonly used parts.

Ship contains a perfectly efficient recycler and replicator, but it’s limited by speed and by internal volume of the replicator.

Ship has a medbay capable of treating any known disease or injury, but there are only four pods (normal crew size only needs four), and treating something severe like a heart attack or cancer requires a full week non-stop.

Ship isn’t designed for combat or passenger service, but is instead a giant mining ship equipped with tractor beams to facilitate harvesting ore in space. It’s about the size of a giant ore carrier from Earth, and does have some rudimentary point defense weapons to defend against space pirates.

Ship has some problems that make it temporarily not-spaceworthy, and may or may not be able to find all the raw materials it needs to repair itself for more spaceflight. It is however perfectly capable of atmospheric flight operations.

How does the captain interact with us? Is the ship able to find enough stuff to repair itself? Does the captain decide to trade favors for supplies that can’t be synthesized? Or does the captain spiral into a pit of despair at being irrevocably separated from their home?

In case you’re wondering, yes I do as a matter of fact enjoy tech uplift stories.

It didn’t help that I have several risk factors, but yeah eating this sort of thing all the time in my youth wasn’t a smart decision.

Was this by chance on I-10 in AZ?

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Found out about that one the hard way in college. Ew.

If I wasn’t diabetic and I saw this at a fair or carnival, I’d be sorely tempted to try it.

I was in a similar situation to yours. K-12 was easy enough that I did well on test and assignments without ever having to develop good study skills.

So, naturally, when I got to college, I was woefully unprepared to cope. I was at a small institution where 90% of the student body was an academic overachiever in high school, so there were few enough students like me that the university didn’t have a dedicated tutoring place where one could pick up some study skills. Combine that with possible undiagnosed ADD and mental health problems, and it’s a wonder I managed to graduate.

Like Abe Lincoln always said, take anything you see written online with a grain of salt and, until you see conclusive evidence otherwise, assume it’s a creative writing exercise.

I get to bed anywhere from 1030 to 11.

And yeah I’m not going hardcore like I’m training for the Olympics or the NFL. I’m just a middle aged dude who doesn’t want to be as fat as I have been recently.

I do it because it’s the least worst option available to me. If I hit the gym at lunchtime it’s usually fairly packed and I have a hard time getting the machines I like. But if I go in when the gym opens before work, then I can get in, get my sweat on, then shower+change+etc before work.

I wake up at 6, am dressed and out the door by 630, rolling into the gym parking lot at 655, and waiting by the door when they unlock it at 7.

I don’t enjoy it for intrinsic reasons. I’ve always been a night owl. But I do like the effects of it - in the last year since I started going before work, I have needed a sleep aid fewer than five times.

Late fall - gets cool enough at night that I sleep really well, without being so cold throughout the day that my toes get cold.

Depends on my mood. If I’m feeling good I’m usually pretty nice, but if I’m hangry then I get not-nice.

What the fuck are you talking about? The Chinaman is not the issue here, Dude! I’m talking about drawing a line in the sand, Dude. Across this line, you do not. Also, Dude, “Chinaman” is not the preferred nomenclature. “Asian-American” please.

• Walter Sobchak

Shirley Manson was one of my first celebrity crushes

I shave once per week. I use a safety razor and no shaving cream while in the shower.

That’s good advice even for people not in entertainment

Once saw one that had a picture of Benydink Cumbersquatch as Sherlock with a caption like

May the Force be ever in your favor, Mr Potter

Gandalf in The Chronicles of Narnia

Taylor Swift. She’s cute I guess but her music is the audio equivalent of a lukewarm stale glass of milk.

Country Cathy?

I never had a Fark account but I remember following them religiously. I remember something about them crowdfunding an arena name for a day about an unsolicited finger in the ass.

Apparently he likes them young. Younger than Leo Dicaprio does but older than what Jared from Subway prefers.