AWS: Why We Love to Hate the Cloud Giant That Runs the Internet (And Why We Still Use It Anyway) In 2025, Amazon Web Services (AWS) hosts everything from Netflix binges to that side-project you swore would only cost $5 a month. But let’s be honest—ha...
Why AWS Is the Cloud We All Love to Hate—But Can't Quit A brutally honest, tongue-in-cheek tour of the world's biggest cloud provider in under 5 minutes "AWS: The world's largest collection of awful web services." That's the first line of the viral...
If there were an election for the most popular comment on Medium, the winner — by a landslide — will be: Ready?Drumroll… “Thank you for sharing this!” And the best part?You don’t have to read the story. It still works. If the story is good, “this” ...
Hello There! Lets connect! 👍 Today I cried — I was heading out to work and my little one gave me a sticker 😭 My kid gave me a sticker. I asked why. 🧐 She said, “Because you’re nice.” 🙌️ In a world chasing performance, a sticker still matters. 👏...
My black screen glared at me as if I owed it some respect.I typed. Backspaced. Ripped through the cycle again like I was having a silent argument with myself.The blinking cursor became too arrogant, as if it knew I didn't have the sentences."Embarras...
A meme. A joke. A breach in the system. A bit of survival humor. A call for union. Reclaiming power where no one expects it. Winning together, deciding together, dreaming together. Twisting the absurd logic of finance with humor. Awakening with a mem...
For the lost sheep. “Choose… or still chew.”— High Lamber Lost in the middle of memes, Pepes, and inner noise? Here, we move forward together. United for the worst… or the best. 1. What’s a meme? A meme is a joke, an image, or an idea that spread...
This is our transparent — and slightly absurd — breakdown of how $UNSH33P works. 💸 Where do the gains come from? $UNSH33P was launched on Pump.fun — a Solana-based memecoin platform. Each time someone buys the token: The price goes up automatically...
✨Billy Wakes. Regret Glows. “Where am I??”Billy murmurs, waking up after being panned to sleep. I’m sitting beside him, holding an old, burnt photo.“O my dear Tungsten... how could you... how could y—” “Watcha doing, bro?” “AHHHHH! When did you wake...
💥*“Bro, not now…”* I was two seconds away from eternal glory — soldering the final joint on a circuit board that had tested my patience, sanity, and possibly the structural integrity of my desk. Tip steady.Hand sweaty.Smoke rising.Focus: absolute. P...