#USB A Cable

[fonaccgadgets]

[flwrkid14]

The Batfamily’s Christmas List Tradition (and how Tim gets lost in it)

The Batfamily has a long-standing Christmas tradition: the List. With so many members in the family, it’s a necessity. Everyone writes down what they want (within reason, of course), and the list serves as the ultimate gift guide. It’s efficient, especially for such a big family, and it ensures no one ends up with seven pairs of socks or the same gadget twice.

Tim takes the list seriously. It’s his chance to ask for the small, thoughtful things he wouldn’t usually splurge on for himself. Things like:

New makeup brushes. His old ones are worn out and falling apart, and it’s not until he’s on a mission that requires cross-dressing that he realizes just how bad they’ve gotten. Having a new, high-quality set would make everything feel a little smoother—and maybe even a little fun.

Cozy hoodies. Between Wayne Enterprises business casual and his Robin gear, Tim rarely gets the chance to wear something soft and comforting. His favorite hoodies are all fraying at the edges, with loose threads on the pockets and fabric that’s stretched too thin. A fresh one would feel like a luxury.

A new game console. Tim is rarely ever not working, but on those rare days off, he realizes he doesn't have much to entertain him that's not work related, that doesn't require him to leave his nest. Plus, it’s a great way to connect with his siblings during low-stakes, playful nights.

Nice coffee cups or tumblers. His caffeine habits are legendary, but the chipped and mismatched mugs he uses don’t exactly scream "Tim Drake." A sleek, stylish tumbler or a high-quality ceramic mug would elevate the most important part of his day.

Random indulgences. Books, stationery, weighted blankets, maybe a nice figuring from his favorite movie, a cool gadget he wouldn’t think to buy himself—little things that spark joy and make him feel cared for, anything he knows his own parents would have never bought for him to help heal his inner child. He's never had the luxury of writing such lists before becoming a Wayne.

Tim doesn’t just take the list seriously for himself; he makes sure to go the extra mile for his family, too. He’s always had a knack for gift-giving, and he loves curating the perfect presents for his siblings. For Dick, it might be a rare vinyl of his favorite band. For Jason, an antique first-edition book he’d mentioned once in passing. For Damian, something handmade and unique, like a custom leather-bound sketchbook or a rare art supply. Tim remembers the little things—the throwaway comments, the subtle preferences—and builds his gifts around them, ensuring every box under the tree feels deeply personal.

But Christmas rolls around… and none of the thought Tim puts into his gifts is reflected in what he receives.

Instead, he gets tech. More tech. External hard drives, cables, chargers—things he already has backups for because, well, he’s Tim. He doesn’t need more, and he didn’t ask for more.

And the worst part? It’s not that they’re bad gifts. It’s that the family assumes they know him so well that they don’t even look at his list.

“Tim’s the tech guy,” they think. “Of course he’d want more tech.”

But he doesn’t.

He’s grateful, of course—Tim is always grateful—but there’s a hollowness that creeps in every year when he unwraps another stack of USB drives and ethernet cables. It’s not about the gifts themselves. It’s about the realization that the people he loves, the people who should know him best, don’t see him the way he wants to be seen.

In a way, it feels painfully familiar. Janet had always made sure his presents as a child reflected her vision for him, not what he actually wanted. New tailored suits instead of the hoodies or tees he longed for. Sleek, professional office stationery to replace his Robin-themed pens and notebooks. Vintage collectibles meant to sit on a shelf, collecting dust, instead of toys he could actually play with. The gifts always came with a message: who he should be, not who he was. And now, even with the bats, the gifts still feel like expectations—like they see him as "the tech guy" rather than Tim, with all his quiet wants and overlooked needs.

So, Tim starts dreading Christmas. Not because he doesn’t love his family or the season, but because it reminds him of how little they seem to notice the little things about him.

And maybe one year, he stops adding personal things to the list altogether. Maybe he starts asking for tech, just to avoid the disappointment.

But deep down, he wishes someone—anyone—would surprise him with a new hoodie, a weighted blanket, or a set of makeup brushes. Something that says, “I see you, Tim. I really see you.”

[wikinley]

Does a USB drive get heavier as you store more files on it?

Nope. Paradoxically (and theoretically), the more you save on a flash drive, the lighter it gets.

USB drives use Flash memory, which means the the ones and zeros of the data are stored on transistors.

When you save data, a binary zero is set by charging the float gate of the transistor, and a binary one is set by removing the charge.

To charge it, we add electrons, and the mass of each electron is 0.00000000000000000000000000091 grams.

This means that an empty USB drive (which mostly holds zeros) weighs more than a full USB drive (which has ones and zeros). Add data, reduce the weight.

[piscoto]

holy shit cherish was right

[dailydegurechaff]

Today’s Daily Degurechaff is… a wholesome and sweet magical girl of justice

[transingthoseformers]

I think it’d be funny if instead of stds transformers got malware. Like imagine you don’t use protection and you get the You Are An Idiot virus blaring out your speakers, or someone uses a hookup to infect you with a crypto mining program.

Would it be MTI (Malware Transmitted by Interface) or ITM (Interface Transmitted Malware)? 🤔

(would probably still categorize under STI though)

I will admit my first thought was Starscream looking both very embarrassed and very mad in Hook's medbay with Star's speakers up so loud they're staticky😔 (a certain someone who's been interfacing with Earth technology is going to get a serious talking to)

Fucking someone to mine cryptocurrency has to be a top tier asshole move to do

[directivepiece]

my fmv biblo loox u50xn arrived today !!

[badninken]

Moving from a 15 year old pre-owned PC to a brand new custom built one today and I'm scared. It's like moving into a big new house and now I have to move all my little things in and install new shiny furniture that will probably steal those things and also spy on me because that's what they do nowadays.

I'll also be forced to use a newer, probably much worse version of photoshop because adobe is the devil and I signed my soul away long ago.

[chaotictactics]

Self indulgence.

[bogkeep]

my laptop in its advanced age has developed a habit of forgetting bluetooth exists.

yeah bluetooth is turned off because you have completely vanished the option to turn it on. thanks

[noodle-bro]

"alright time to draw!" no 30 minutes of wrangling your drawing tablet into submission

[munchboxart]

Anyone got any phone opinions for like, quality and stuff

[smile-files]

flora 🤝 aurora

being used as a key to access treasure

[kitty-official]

I despise the fact that the USB 3.0 standard is almost old enough to drink, yet it isn't considered standard. there is no excuse for a cable to be sold without the extra 3 cents of copper needed to make it USB3. we pushing 80 gigabit with the latest USB revision, and you are forcing us to live in the dark ages of 480 megabit (0.006X the speed of USB4 2.0)

[piratesexmachine420]

goddammit.

My SilverLink cable is dead -- somehow either the firmware was lost or corrupted, and it's just showing up as a generic microcontroller to lsusb. Doesn't seem like there's a way to flash it, though I am still looking.

So much for going back to calculator programming tonight.