When you forget to allow the druid into Leomund’s Tiny Hut.
When you forget to allow the druid into Leomund’s Tiny Hut.
Dredge players: I need those!
Paid an electrician to fish ethernet for me from my utility closet where the router is to my home office. Was well worth the expense. WiFi is great, and I use it for all the other devices in the house. But I work from home most days, and I got tired of the random slow-downs and drops.
Assuming I’m given time to brush up on it, math probably. Algebra, Geometry, and Trig. I was good at those and enjoyed tutoring math when I was in college. Calculus is awesome but I’m too dumb to teach that to anyone.
Figuring out how to automate them, when possible. Coding / scripting / debugging is more fun than tedious manual tasks, IMO.
No. I’m an 80s kid. It’s kind of nice once in a while to forget it.
I imagine people with their phone in their faces while shopping, walking their dogs, etc. must have max anxiety over even the fleeting thought of not having their precious.
I hope she takes half his stuff.
I’m not an expert in political philosophy by any measure, but I kind of feel like lemmy.world is a small case study in the pros and cons of realpolitik.
Check out the Alex O’Connor channel. Not an exact fit, but I think it might scratch the itch.
Generally speaking, a modern heating system should not fail nearly this often, even if neglected. Need more information (like the type of heating system, age) but it sounds like it could be a wiring issue with the house, or a flaky dying controller. Replacing the controller is not that expensive, especially if you do it yourself.
I refuse to use Meta, and I block their various URLs in my home. Friends and family complain and give me grief about it. It’s astonishing how much of a creep Zuck is, and yet he’s got his hooks in deep, and some people are still addicted to his garbage.
I know it’s been a while, but I’m still getting used to the curly hair. Looks much better than the stupid Caesar thing he was going with before. But he still looks like a synth.
Guessing 2/10. Real name is very common. I’ve made plenty of shitty and dumb comments over the years, but it would simply be embarrassing and that would be it. I don’t hold any important or public positions.
Good grief that link is a long list of gatekeeping BS for frikkin’ hotdogs. I hate ketchup on a hotdog, but it doesn’t bother me if someone else likes it. Why try to boss the world? Let people enjoy things.
The Brother PocketJet series of printers might have a model you like. I have never used one of the PJ printers, but I’ve had good experiences with other Brother printers.
Breakroom at my father’s office had snack and soda vending machines, and also a change machine. My younger brother and I discovered the change machine was faulty, and would dispense way too much change for a dollar bill. We fed it every single we had (4 or 5 dollars between us) and got back $20 or so in quarters, nickels and dimes. This was in the late 1970s. $20 was a lot of money, especially to a couple of dumb kids. We thought we’d hit the jackpot.
Unfortunately I think most people have family or at least friends like this here in the post-truth world.
I think what depresses me the most is that once the MAGA leopards start eating all of our faces, they will still do the mental gymnastics to blame all of the MAGA-induced suffering on “liberals”. Even though the Democrats have basically zero power (and are right of center) they will still blame “the left” when a gallon of milk costs $18 and is full of dangerous bacteria.
Having a dedicated smoker is next level. You can smoke on a regular grill and get decent results. But having a purpose-built smoker is better, IMO.
Yeah, it was weird. Most restaurants had a non-smoking section because allowing people to smoke everywhere was the norm. Leaded gasoline. Little kids playing with real fireworks. The 70s and 80s were a wild ride of irresponsibility.
It wasn’t all bad, though. It was cool being a kid at times. Playing outside almost every day until dinner time with the other kids in the neighborhood.
Took me way too long to figure this out, but I finally did. I now actually own my e-books, DRM-free.