“If you put a large switch in some cave somewhere, with a sign on it saying ‘End-of-the-World Switch. PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH’, the paint wouldn’t even have time to dry”

Thief of Time - Terry Pratchett

I didn’t know .ml made up half of Lemmy 🤔

godDAMNIT

I’m leaving it up

Creed is just the diet Christian Rock version of Pearl Jamb

Plastic rocks. Plastic rocks fall on the redshirt

Oh man, the horror. Whatever will we do? I can’t imagine there’s any way we could obtain these games without contributing to the existence of this company. There’s nothing to be done. If only there was some, you know, exercise focused young woman that enjoyed traveling all of the time. So much so that her friends would pick on her. “That fit girl,” they’d say, “she just packs and repacks.” If only we could find this fit girl. I’m sure she could help us find a solution to this quandary

-Norm MacDonald, probably

I’m gonna go out on a limb and guess it’s because Luigi did nothing wrong

I bought a two bay Synology for $270, and a 20TB hdd for $260. I did this for multiple reasons. The HDD was on sale so I bought it and kept buying things. Also I couldn’t be buggered to learn everything necessary to set up a homemade NAS. Also also i didn’t have an old PC. My current PC is a Ship of Theseus that I originally bought in 2006.

You’re not wrong about an equivalent NAS to my current pc specs/capacity being more expensive. And yes i did spend $500+ on my NAS And yet I also saved several days worth of study, research, and trial and error by not building my own.

That being said, reducing e-waste by converting old PCs into Jellyfin/Plex streaming machines, NAS devices, or personal servers is a really good idea

Oh my fault it sounded like you were only there for a few more days based on other comments you made, sorry I misunderstood.

Would your neighbor be willing to set up the trail cam when it comes? Otherwise this seems like something that’ll have to wait till you’re back home. As others suggested, waiting in the bushes is a recipe for misery.

If you’re dead set on catching the person, start logging (ha ha! log) the days it happens. Once you narrow down the pattern try waking up every couple hours to see if they left a fresh one, then you have a future stakeout time. Once you have the pattern and time window, grab a friend, a couple clubs, and when you catch them, persuade them with reason, logic, and threats of violence

You’re in a developing country (I’m a pedant and third world means not allied with the US or the USSR, which doesn’t exist anymore). You’re on vacation. You won’t be there much longer. Leave an envelope with $20 in it and a note that says “Stop shitting here and have this with our blessing. Shit here again and we will follow you, take the money, and beat you. We are watching”

Or don’t. Whatever. You’re not there long enough to receive a package from Amazon, so why stress about it? A street sitter has a lot more problems in life than someone who can go on vacation. Their continued existence is probably it’s own punishment

Oh here’s an idea.

1. Cover the pile with sand/Kitty litter.
2. Get a little flag of the local football team, or whatever the local favorite is, and plant it in the sandy shit pile.
3. ???
4. Profit.

Hmmm. I wonder if part of why we could run around with our friends unsupervised was because our parents had basically done a vibe check on the kids when they’d call us.

I know my parents a couple of times told me I couldn’t hang out with someone from school that I know they never met in person (unless they knocked on the door and I didn’t know), but they had called me at home before. Of the ones I can remember that I was told not to play with, they all got in some sort of serious trouble later on. One guy wound up with severe burns from huffing gas and smoking a cigarette at the same time. He…was not bright

My sister won’t let my nephew hang out with hardly anyone, because she doesn’t know the kids or their parents will enough to trust them. She’s not alone either. A lot of parents tend to do this. My poor nephew is gonna be super weird because of it (well, that and the 'tism)

Welcome to your application for ADHD testing. Watch this video of paint drying for thirty minutes. Your eyes must not leave the screen. If they do, the application starts over. Once you have finished, answer sixty-eight questions that are deeply personal, including several about traumatic memories from childhood. You must submit your application in seven days. Afterward approval, call the office to schedule an appointment. You may not call for 30 days, and the appointment must be made within sixty days. Expect to navigate a complex phone tree that tells you to “listen carefully, as our menu options have changed”, and then be on hold for thirty minutes to an hour. The scheduler will then connect, say they can’t hear you, and hang up. There are no physical offices to go to in person. Good night and good luck

I know you skipped that paragraph. Go back and read it

I don’t think I have anxiety about it, but I do hate the chore of listening to voicemail. The process of cycling through messages one by one is like pulling teeth out with a spoon. Painful, slow, and inefficient. Visual voicemail with text conversion is a real gift, and if the text conversation is crap I can always hit the play button directly and listen to my sister say “umm” forty times in thirty seconds

No, not autoimmune. It’s basically kidney stones in your joints. It is caused by high levels of uric acid in the blood (hyperuricemia). The uric acid forms crystals in the joints, shredding tissue and cartilage, causing pain and inflammation.

It’s generally agreed that while diet has an influence, it’s not the only factor. Some are predisposed to developing gout while others with the same diet never do. Reduced kidney function, excess alcohol consumption, obesity, medications, and a bunch of other stuff can all contribute.

For severe acute flare-ups Prednisone is very effective at reducing inflammation and pain. If the gout persists, there are medicines that can decrease uric acid concentration in the blood.

Gout is no laughing matter. It’s very painful

Unless you have Prednisone, then it’s a joke

If you’ll excuse me, I have clouds to yell at

I don’t earn a living, I make a getting by

Wait how do you have a picture of my gyro guy?

(Sorry I know I’ve told my story like 5 times on Lemmy already, but I just can’t stop thinking about it, about what could’ve happened.)

Well it’s my first time hearing it. Thanks friend