Apathy? maybe.

Selfishness? Focus on my issues and only my issues or I’m out? Yeah.

Fedora KDE, because my preferred distro Mint Cinnamon doesn’t at the moment have good support for things like FreeSync.

What I did was bought a “commercial” television that’s intended to either be put in a waiting room and tuned to Fox News all day, OR used as digital signage. It’s not quite an Arby’s menu board because it’s still obviously a television, has a tuner and such, but it has no “smart” TV in it and the backlight isn’t as “won’t survive a run of Breath of the Wild” like the TCL televisions my parents own. Then I slapped a Raspberry Pi 4 on the back with OSMC on it. Meanwhile I did replace my small form factor desktop gaming rig, so I have a Ryzen 3600/GTX1080 rig sitting unplugged under that television waiting for me to build up the gumption to switch over to it.

In snow that deep, a cat will likely choose to move by jumping rather than trying to plow through it.

You might argue that the dairy and sugar dessert beverages served at Starbucks often don’t count as real coffee, much the way Android has very little in common with the rest of the Linux ecosystem. It technically has Linux/coffee in it.

“Damn near” is a euphemism for “didn’t.”

Do not underestimate the power of an officious little bitch like a TSA agent’s ability to choose following the rules over common sense.

I have size M shirts from high school that fit like an L on the rack today.

There’s a surprising amount of modern Christian lore that actually comes from The Divine Comedy, the granddaddy of all ascended fanfic.

made, by someone who isn’t you, who works for a large and terrible corporation doing god knows what harm around the world.

I think in this graphic I would replace the Fedora pour-over thing with a French Press because they already did pour-over with Arch.

And then Android is a Starbucks cup.

Percolator: Mandrake user. Holy god someone’s still using that old thing.

Get your daughter way from that kid as fast as you can.

| I don’t even understand if it’s an actual religion or one of those pay-to-level-up self-care courses.

yes, at about a ratio of 1 to 8. There’s a mythology that these people fervently believe in, but pay-to-level-up is the core tenet. Distilling this down a bit, they believe that any problem you have is a ghost of long dead aliens clinging to you, and with enough abuse they can be scared away leaving behind the pure human.

When first you encounter them they seem to be offering self help courses or books. “Having trouble quitting smoking? Buy our book, join our class.” For some these do genuinely help, if through no other mechanism than peer pressure. Then they pull out a bullshit device called an E meter and start talking about alternative therapies to realize your true potential, and then they’ve got you.

They are a high control group; they’re like Mormons on amphetamines. Your life is centered on the church, people are kept in line through threats of destroying their families and support groups. They’re particularly vindictive and are well documented to attack anyone critical of them.

Avoid these people with extreme prejudice, they are genuinely dangerous.

Men’s clothing sizes are a little dumb sometimes but I can usually take a tape measure to my waist and correctly order pants. Your guess is as good as mine what the difference between “boot cut” and “relaxed fit” are, and I would swear T-shirt sizes have shrunk since I was a teenager. As in, I can compare a Medium I’ve had since the Dubya administration to an XL today. But getting fitted for a suit, they measure me in inches and the clothing is more or less sized in inches.

Women’s clothing sizes have had two different ice pick lobotomies. Women come in a wider range of sizes and aspect ratios, women’s clothing is pretty much universally designed to fit tighter, but on the rack they’re given one meaningless size number. a 12 is bigger than a 10, who knows by how much, and there’s nothing on the girl you can measure with a tape to get that number, and there is no standard here at all. Why they haven’t revolted I have no idea.

Yeah I’ve got absolutely nothing for ya. Nothing works, you’ll never get ahead and it’s worse now than when I was your age.

True story, you’d have to sell those at the vegan commune or something.

But you can get decent flavor out of a round red tomato. I know, I do it every year.

Sort of. What that page describes is in the same building as what I’m thinking about.

The attitude toward nuclear weapons displayed by countries that haven’t ever nuked anyone are always fun to watch.

The thing I’m more nostalgic for was the time when everything had to be a glistening amorphous translucent blob, a bit like the Cingular Wireless logo or the MusicMatch Jukebox logo. And I’m in that era where you can just play MSN messenger sounds and you’ll get an OH MY GOD out of me.

A peak detector that resets a timer is within the realm of possibility, maybe combine it with the moisture sensor so that you start listening for the pops to slow down after you detect the burst of steam.

Want to go half on the patent?