We do both. We have organized dishes in one cupboard, and an absolute cluster-fuck in the one where we keep all the kids’ dishes and water bottles. In 30 years it will be that cupboard that our grand-kids pull an old plastic Barbie cup out of and have to give a quick smell test before pouring their drink into. You know the one.

I’m still afraid to switch to Linux because I’ve used Windows since i was a kid with Windows 95. It’s gotten progressively worse, and I’m still reluctantly camped out on Windows 10, but the thought of firing up a new operating system and going back to being a confused adolescent who doesn’t know how to get around (with or without accidentally making an older woman crouching in red lingerie the desktop wallpaper on my family computer and then denying any knowledge of it) makes me really uneasy.

Please, Linux whisperers. Calm my woes. 😓

Just get people to agree to live in crowded vaults and have them sign a waver accepting any and all psychological torture performed on them. That’s a functional Fallout reality show.

I’ll reach out. Thanks.

In the meantime, I managed to find a good customer equalizer setting that boosts the volume a fair bit. Just hard to work out the more tinny parts of the sound.

I’m in a weird position where I’m making an okay wage ($25 /hr) for not having a college education, but my wife is encouraging me to go to school full-time as a mature student to make use of my potential. I’m open to it, but I also have two kids (a 6-year-old and a 2-month-old), and at my current job I make my own schedule and have the flexibility I often need to deal with unexpected child-care issues like illness and school closures. I’m also treated very well at my job, and it’s the only job I’ve ever enjoyed going to. I haven’t felt Sunday work anxiety in years.

I know that higher education is always the answer, but I don’t know when to pull the trigger on it. As a father, there is a lot more value to my current work situation than the wage I’m making.

I also have no idea what type of career I would even pursue, and it kind of scares the shit out of me.

Just walking around in pajama pants with no shirt on…

I read your comment and started reading the article. I started feeling a little self-conscious over my liberal use of Oxford commas, as his sentence structure wasn’t that much different from mine. But then I got to my tenth fucking “, well,” and “, frankly,” and realized what you were upset about. This is, well, quite frankly, highly respectable journalism.

I change my towel when it starts making me stink again right after a shower.

Weird to see Caius Cosades so far outside of Balmora…

Yeah, it kind of makes her look like both a bitch and a burglar.

Hosting is half of it, but the user-submitted section is a thriving social ecosystem. It’s a lot like reddit or Lemmy, but all submissions are image-based only with sizable comment sections attached like anywhere else. I was very involved there 12 years back and enjoyed it quite a lot. I tried really hard to earn my green (highest karma) badge, but I believe I got second or third highest before running out of steam. You had a profile full of badges and stuff, and users actually valued karma there, unlike on reddit or Lemmy.

But the mood changed other time and it became a hub for bullshit, sob stories and very tired, very played-out jokes. Then the eventual UI changes drove the nail in the coffin and I found it unusable.

Despite being the same lovely woman, I am infinitely more attracted to her in the horizontal stripes.

There is one particular park in my city that my kid loves to play at. It’s by far the most elaborate and impressive, so it’s hard to avoid going there sometimes. But whenever we go, my wife and I often encounter a very, very chatty older Polish guy who has lived an exhilarating life of travel, mountain climbing, and spelunking.

His adventures were interesting to hear about the first time we encountered him. But now every time we run into him he spends the better part of an hour just overwhelming us with tales of his adventures with mild occasional racism peppered throughout, with very few (if any) openings to speak or change the subject. You can only say, “Oh, wow.”, “Really?”, “Woah, that’s crazy…”, and “Wow, I didn’t know that…” so many times before it takes a heavy toll on your body and mind.

There is no off-ramp with the Polish Adventurer. He is there to climb you.

“I’m the Only Gay Eskimo”, by Tenacious D (Kevin swears it’s them)

Lol, yeah, that’s a great point.

It probably would have helped. Honestly, someone needs to get all of the world leaders tripping balls in one place. I, for one, would welcome a shaman-led society.

I imagine having a taught piece of paper firmly pulled out of your gullet also feels great as a printer. Or it feels terrible, like pulling a swallowed hook out of a fish.

That guy has strong “DO IT!” energy, so I feel like I’d be inclined.

Swamps of Dagobah right there…