Jacob

[Jacob @jtyn]

@KCOnTheRadio I think this is the perfect opportunity to get all new equipment for the studio. Don’t want to take any chances of Ross getting shocked!

[KD$ign @KnoxEndemic]

Apparently concert venues are having a hard time getting Millennials to fill the seats. Well, hello. Millennial here. I think I can help.

DEAR CONCERT VENUES:

🎟️ Just tell me what the ticket costs. I do not want to select a $79 ticket and discover at checkout that it is actually $146 because of a facility fee, service fee, processing fee, and a fee for having successfully paid the other fees.

📱 Stop making ticket buying a military operation. I should not need three apps, a verified fan code, a presale password from a credit card I don’t own, and 11:00 AM availability on a Tuesday to buy two seats.

💺 Assigned seats. We did our time standing shoulder-to-shoulder at shows in 2008. Some of us have mortgages now. Some of us have sciatica.

🕖 Start earlier. A 7 PM show is not embarrassing. In fact, I would like to formally recognize whoever invented the 7 PM show.

⏰ And tell us the actual times. “Doors at 7” is not useful information if the opener starts at 8:15 and the person I came to see appears at 10:07.

🚗 Parking instructions written for a normal person. Tell me which garage to use, what it costs, and whether I will spend 55 minutes trying to leave it afterward. I am willing to pay $20 for certainty.

🍺 I will buy your $14 beer. I have accepted this. But if I miss three songs waiting for it, you have broken the social contract.

🚽 Enough bathrooms. We are in our 30s and 40s. Half of us have had children. This is now infrastructure.

🔉 It can still be loud. We are Millennials, not the Greatest Generation. But some of us are bringing earplugs now and we are no longer ashamed of it.

DEAR ARTISTS:

⏰ Please go on roughly when you said you would. We have babysitters. The babysitter has an end time. This is now a logistics problem involving several adults.

🎤 Play the songs from 2004–2014. You know which ones. We know which ones. Nobody needs to pretend otherwise.

🎶 Play some new stuff. Absolutely. We support your continued artistic development. But there is a point in the evening when you need to play the song that was on our iPod Nano while we drove to high school.

📵 You can tell us to put our phones away. We secretly want someone to make us do this anyway.

🪑 An intermission would not offend us. We can use the bathroom, answer the babysitter, check whether the dog has destroyed anything, and look at Zillow for eight minutes.

And please understand: Millennials still like concerts.

We have disposable income now. We are nostalgic. We will absolutely spend irresponsible amounts of money to hear a band we first discovered on LimeWire.

But we also have jobs, children, dogs, mortgages, lower-back problems, and a very clear memory of when concert tickets cost $35.

You want Millennials back?

Make it easy to buy the ticket. Tell us when the show actually starts. Give us somewhere to sit. Play the song from 2007.

We’ll be there.

We just need to be home by 11.

[Jacob @jtyn]

@MaryTilesTexas Either Valheim, or Keep Talking and Nobody Explodes

[World of Engineering @engineers_feed]

Engineers don't just build things.
They think differently.

4 mental models that separate engineering thinking from everything else:

1. First principles
Don't assume. Break every problem down to what's physically true. Elon Musk on battery costs: "What are batteries made of? What's the market value?" Start there.

2. Failure mode analysis
Before asking "will this work?" ask "how will this fail?" The best engineers design failure in – slowly, visibly, safely.

3. Order of magnitude thinking
Approximate before you calculate. Being 10x right matters more than being 1% precise too late.

4. Systems thinking
Nothing fails in isolation. Every component has a relationship with everything else. The weak link is almost never where you're looking.

These 4 models built everything that works.

[Jacob @jtyn]

@BravesVisionTV why on earth am I blacked out from watching the games whenever the Braves play the Nationals? I paid for https://t.co/1Wzqxy1D9N and was told there wouldn’t be any blackouts, barring national broadcasts, but every game against the Nationals is blacked out.

[Jacob @jtyn]

@TRHLofficial Isn’t, you know, sending you mail about voting to about of state address….kinda the flag there?

[Jacob @jtyn]

@NWSRaleigh did a measurement about an hour ago across 4 snow boards in the yard. Average came out to 5.5 in of snow in Gibsonville.

[Jacob @jtyn]

@RossHayes That look is giving me “Am I being detained” vibes.

[The Biblical Man @Biblicalman]

A man said "I accept Jesus Christ" on his deathbed.

The church asked if he really meant it.

I need to ask you something.

When did we become the gatekeepers of grace?

I've watched Christians dissect Scott Adams' final words like prosecutors.

They parsed his phrases. They weighed his tone. They measured his faith against some invisible scale and found it wanting.

"That doesn't sound like surrender," they said. "That sounds like a man hedging his bets."

And I understand the instinct. I do.

But there's a verse that haunts me. Not because it's obscure—because it's too simple.

"Whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved."
(Romans 10:13)

Whosoever.

Not "whosoever truly believes in their heart of hearts." Not "whosoever demonstrates sufficient sincerity." Not "whosoever calls early enough in life that we trust their
motives."

Whosoever.

The moment we add prerequisites to that promise, we've traded the Gospel for religion.

We've smuggled works back in through the side door labeled "authentic faith."

I know what some of you are thinking.

But he admitted he wasn't a believer.
He talked about "risk and reward."
He said he hoped he'd "qualify."

Yes. He did.

And those words make us uncomfortable. They don't sound like the confident declarations we want from converts. They sound uncertain. Calculating. Human.

But here's what I need you to hear:

The thief on the cross didn't have time to develop mature theology either.

He was a criminal. Hours from death. He looked at Jesus and said, "Lord, remember me when you come into your kingdom."

That's it.

No profession of belief in the resurrection. No renunciation of his former life. No evidence of transformed character.

Just a desperate man, reaching for a hand he wasn't sure would take his.

And Jesus said, "Today you will be with me in paradise."

We have a problem, and it's not Scott Adams.

It's us.

We've internalized a law that God never gave us. A natural sense of fairness that says late arrivals should get less. That deathbed conversions are suspicious. That the math
should somehow work out—more faith, more years, more sacrifice equals more standing before God.

Jesus told a parable about this.

We skip over it because it offends us.

A landowner hired workers throughout the day. Some came at dawn. Some at noon. Some showed up with one hour left.

At the end, he paid them all the same.

The early workers were furious.

"These who were hired last worked only one hour, and you have made them equal to us who have borne the burden of the work and the heat of the day."
(Matthew 20:12)

And the landowner replied:

"I am not being unfair to you, friend. Didn't you agree to work for a denarius? Don't I have the right to do what I want with my own money? Or are you envious because I am generous?"

There it is.

The scandal of grace is that it feels unfair.

A man who mocked God for sixty years gets the same inheritance as the saint who served since childhood. A skeptic who hedged his bets at the last breath stands in the same kingdom as the martyr who gave everything.

And something in us recoils.

That's not grace rejecting us.

That's us rejecting grace.

Let me tell you what I see when Christians interrogate a dead man's faith.

I see the older brother standing outside the party, refusing to go in.

The prodigal came home reeking of pig filth and poor decisions. The father ran to him. Threw a robe on his back. Killed the fattened calf.

And the older brother?

"Look! All these years I've been slaving for you and never disobeyed your orders. Yet you never gave me even a young goat so I could celebrate with my friends. But when this son of yours who has squandered your property with prostitutes comes home, you kill the fattened calf for him!"
(Luke 15:29-30)

He couldn't celebrate the return because he was too busy auditing the journey.

Sound familiar?

Here's the truth we don't want to face:

We can't see hearts. We can only see words.

And the words Scott Adams spoke were: "I accept Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior."

Were they perfect? No.
Were they confident? No.
Were they the words we would have scripted? No.

But they were the words.

And the God who receives those words is not checking for tone. He's not running sentiment analysis. He's not grading on a curve.

He's looking for open hands.

Paul wrote something that lands differently now:

"Who are you to judge someone else's servant? To their own master, servants stand or fall. And they will stand, for the Lord is able to make them stand."
(Romans 14:4)

Scott Adams was not our servant to judge. He answered to his own Master.

And the Lord is able—able—to make him stand.

That's not my promise. That's Scripture's promise.

The question is whether we'll submit to it.

I know why we do this.

I know why we parse and weigh and question.

Because if grace is really this free, then we didn't earn our place either.

If the deathbed convert gets in, then our decades of service weren't the price of admission. They were the privilege of knowing Him longer.

And that reframes everything.

It means the faith we've built isn't a resume. It's a relationship.

It means our years weren't buying something. They were receiving something.

It means we were never the workers earning a wage.

We were always the prodigals coming home.

So did Scott Adams get saved?

I don't know.

But I know what the Scripture says.

Whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.

I know what Jesus promised the thief who had nothing to offer but a desperate plea.

I know what the father did when his son came crawling home with a rehearsed speech that never even got finished.

And I know what the landowner said to the workers who were angry that grace didn't do math the way they wanted.

"Are you envious because I am generous?"

The gate is narrow, but it's not locked.

The standard is high, but it's not ours to enforce.

The Judge is holy, but He is also the one who ran to meet the prodigal while he was still a long way off.

Stop auditing the dead.

Start marveling at the grace that let you in.

"Whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved."

Whosoever.

Even him.

Even you.

What saith the Scriptures?

That's the only question that matters.

[Jacob @jtyn]

@LBG_13 @MaryTilesTexas Woman.

[Jacob @jtyn]

@MaryTilesTexas That depends. Are the wife and kids home? Then thermostat is set to 66-68. Am I home alone? Then heat is off, and windows are open until it gets down to around 28-30, then heat is turned on to no more than 54-56.

[Jacob @jtyn]

@HayesForSheriff Should be a series of points redeems for random, mixed “out of context Hayes” quotes

[Jacob @jtyn]

@TRHLofficial Why is it slide number 666 though…?

[Jacob @jtyn]

@MarkieLeeHayes In which corner does the suit of armor go?

[Jacob @jtyn]

@TRHLofficial I am now actively looking for a nice poster of this entire essay to frame to give to my sister for Christmas.

[Jacob @jtyn]

@HayesForSheriff Wait. Now I want one. Not another baby, mind you, the suit of armor….

[Jacob @jtyn]

@jamiedupree I am not nearly as steeped in the procedure as you, but could the Senate pass the OBBB by unanimous consent during one of their pro forma sessions, if another Republican Senator is present to ask the chair?

[Libertarian Party @LPNational]

The Libertarian Party doesn’t believe you have to agree with our platform 100% or adopt all our principles to be a member. Our party believes in the free exchange of ideas, supports dissent, and applauds individualism.

There are many factions within our party, from anarcho-capitalists to classical liberals, each with their own unique perspective. No one faction is better or more correct than another. Each is valid in its own way.

The Libertarian Party doesn’t demand 100% adherence to our platform; we are not a cult.

The freedom to hold beliefs outside the party line is what makes us unique.

We welcome everyone, regardless of where you come from. If you believe in the rights to liberty, property, and life, you’re in the right place. Welcome.

[Jacob @jtyn]

@TRHLofficial Former copier repair technician here - can confirm that those hard drives are there, and do store quite the large amount of information. The company I used to work for would pull the hard drives, and overwrite them with gibberish 7 times before we put them back in the machines.

[Jacob @jtyn]

@KCOnTheRadio You gonna make a day trip to the Boone Big Beer? @HayesForSheriff