DirigibleProtein

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DirigibleProtein,

Does the link actually go where it says it goes? May be a phishing attempt?

DirigibleProtein,

It’s spring. Fall Autumn was before winter.

DirigibleProtein,

a large audible sound

As opposed to an inaudible sound, or a visual sound?

DirigibleProtein,

I chat to other people at the supermarket, dog park, coffee shop. Anywhere that people have similar interests to you is a good place to meet people.

DirigibleProtein,

Bagpipes

DirigibleProtein,

I didn’t know there was more than one kind! Now I have to go and read up about them.

DirigibleProtein,

Inconsistent sounds for the same spelling, as in: tough, cough, through, thorough, bough, dough.

All those stupid English place names: Cholmondeley, Leicester, Gloucestershire, Worcestershire.

DirigibleProtein,

Why don’t BMW drivers use their indicators?

(Please see comments) Alternatives to Signal if they exit EU due to ending E2EE

Like the title states looking for E2EE apps (Android and iOS) without going into much details or needs to be robust enough and easy to use for anyone and stable for operations that are susceptible to constant electronic warfare. I did some research and thought about replacing Signal with Molly and wondering if it will still work...

DirigibleProtein,

If they actually ban E2EE, I’d like to see all banks, for a start, and most web sites, downgrade https to http. See how long the ban will last then.

“I was just following the law!”

DirigibleProtein,

Why do we even have graveyards? Embalming chemicals leach out and poison water tables, carbon footprint is horrendous, land is wasted for superstitious nonsense. Just cremate and scatter the ashes.

slate.com/…/cemeteries-drinking-tap-water-polluti… , among others.

DirigibleProtein,

Chemotherapy absolutely changed my life, does that count?

DirigibleProtein,

Ibuprofen, vitamin b, lots of water, sleep it off.

Or two slices of Vegemite on toast washed down with a Guinness

DirigibleProtein,

All those iPhone lightning cables being thrown away, replaced by USB-C to save on e-waste.

DirigibleProtein,

She looks like one of those rap guys girlfriends

DirigibleProtein,

[Serious] Now that your response to the other person explains what that is, nothing.

DirigibleProtein,

youtube on modern phones sucks

FTFY

DirigibleProtein,
  • Jesus was supposed to return
  • The world was supposed to end
DirigibleProtein,

Short History Of… has a good podcast on the Maya, historical and present

DirigibleProtein,

Heat. That shootout scene in particular is so much better on the big screen.

(The original) Fantasia in a cinema with a decent sound system.

Dungeons & Dragons Will No Longer Be Distributed Through Penguin Random House (gizmodo.com)

Starting January 1, 2024, Penguin Random House will no longer be distributing Wizards of the Coast’s seminal TTRPG product, Dungeons & Dragons. The announcement was made via email to various retailers. io9 obtained a copy of this email for confirmation. There is currently a distributor portal live on Wizards’ site.

DirigibleProtein,

Do they not already have helicopters?

DirigibleProtein,

I worked in several big companies, and the answer is “often”.

The database at the backend of the web page that allows customers to order widgets online is written and maintained by DBAs, with functional specifications and agile and program managers and Gantt charts and all that stuff.

The database used by the system administrators to keep track of servers and parts; or by managers to keep track of hours worked; or by the network engineers to keep track of wifi repeaters; those databases are written by someone who did an online course once, or by whoever on the team possessed insufficient reluctance when the idea came up in a meeting.

And when we see on the evening news that personal records of 7.5 million people have been stolen by hackers, it doesn’t matter which side of the line the programmers are on, the shit is evenly distributed all over IT, whether they were involved or not.

DirigibleProtein,

Here are some useful Australian phrases:

  • Flat out like a lizard drinking (working hard)
  • we’re not here to fuck spiders (you’re wasting time, get on with the work)
  • 40¢ short of a shout (not quite right in the head)
  • How’d you be? (Are you well?)
  • Living the dream (I am well, thank you)
  • See you when I’m looking at you (goodbye)
DirigibleProtein,
  • Prince of Persia 3D
  • Age of Empires II

Does the American accent or British accent sound better?

I grew up with a thick Australian accent with a drawl I dislike, and have been consciously trying to change it for a while. The problem is I tried to make it sound more American at first but keep getting drawn to speaking “Britishly”. Now it’s a Frankenstein of all 3 accents and I don’t know what to go with....

DirigibleProtein,

Throw them both oot and try a Canadian accent, eh.

DirigibleProtein,

I love your style of artwork! Thank you so much for sharing your maps!

I was expecting the creep to jump out from behind a tree.

How do you turn your nose off or deal with a heinous smell?

I’m going to visit my grandfather this weekend. His house smells like a skunk rolled around in some rotten cabbages, died, and got eaten and pooped out by a water buffalo. Thankfully I dont have to sleep there, but I do have to visit for a few hours, a couple days in a row. Last time, I wore a mask with mint toothpaste rubbed...

DirigibleProtein,

Foam earplugs, shoved gently up your nose, but not so far you can’t get them back again, and a face mask to hide them.

DirigibleProtein,

Lego. I’m 55 and still have (most of) the Lego I played with as a child. My kids played with it, grew out of it, but I never did, and the bricks that are more than half a century old work just fine with the brand new bricks that I bought last week.

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Yes, do you?

What's the worst a teacher's treated you?

my calculus teacher did little senior year jokey biographies of people as a big powerpoint on the last day. he was well loved, venerable, yet also slightly … odd. sharp, but vaguely weird. he separated people into basically informal friend groups [with multiple people on the same slide] and people who were the sort of weird...

DirigibleProtein,

I was in class in high school, and I found a pen under the desk. Not an ordinary cheap plastic throwaway pen, it was one of those expensive metal pens that telescoped together to pop in and out, with gold trim and enamel cloisonne all along the barrel, the sort that you would give someone for an expensive birthday present. Eager to do the right thing, I put my hand up and told Mr Schulz, asked if I should take it to the lost-and-found at the front office. “No,” said Mr Schulz, “give it to me and I’ll keep it in my desk here”. It occurred to me that he uncharitably thought that I was going to get “lost” on the way there or back, instead of sitting in his lesson; I thought that he would hand it in to the front office on my behalf.

The policy at school was that if no-one collected an item from the lost-and-found, you could go and claim it. So a few weeks later, when I asked at the front office, I was surprised that the pen hadn’t been handed in. I asked Mr Schulz about it, and he took the pen out of his drawer, and used his Swiss Army Knife to etch my name into it, saying that I might as well keep it, because no-one had claimed it.

Of course, within a few days one of the other boys saw me using it, and decided that I had stolen it from him. Before I could find Mr Schulz to get him to verify my version of events, he and several of his friends caught me in the corridor between lessons and beat me black and blue. Two black eyes, and so many bruises that I couldn’t walk properly or stand up straight for weeks. My parents said “You must have done something to deserve it”, took no action against the school, and made me go back to school the next day anyway.

I was summoned to the deputy headmaster’s office. He told me that since I had stolen this pen from the other boy and put my name on it to make sure everyone thought it was mine, I was a disgrace to the school and would be put on detention (picking up litter before and after school, and at lunchtime, no canteen privileges, no excursions) for the rest of the year. I protested my innocence, so Mr Schulz was summoned, he promptly denied all knowledge and involvement, and straight up called me a liar.

Word had got around to all the teachers; by hearsay they also all decided that I was a thief and a liar, and gave me extra work to punish me, on top of my regular homework. I was now doing homework from the moment I got home until way past midnight, and in the mornings at 6am when my parents woke me up until 8:30 when I had to ride my bike to school.

I pretty much gave up on schoolwork, because if the teachers were going to lie, there was no way to know if what they were teaching was the truth, and if I asked questions about the problems I was having, especially in maths and physics, I was told to stop disrupting the class, because they had decided without evidence that I was a “juvenile delinquent” and not worth helping.

I had several serious bicycle accidents riding to and from school during this time, and I’m absolutely certain that it was because I fell asleep from pure exhaustion. I still have scars from those accidents, and I’ll always remember how I got them.

I left school at the earliest opportunity, left my parents and lived on the streets for a few years, and thanks to a charity helping street kids, got an apprenticeship and a place to live. A few years after that, I sort-of-almost reconciled with my parents, who still believed the teacher’s version of events, because “all teachers are good, honest, respectable people”.

Throughout my own children’s education, I always had anxiety attacks when I had to take them to school, or go to school for parent-teacher meetings etc, even though they attended a different school and we now live several states away.

That was over forty years ago, and I still feel like Mr Schulz both derailed my education, and ruined my plans for further education.

DirigibleProtein,

who know where/when they contracted COVID

Obviously you don’t teach English reading comprehension

DirigibleProtein,

Being treated for cancer in hospital (in remission now, thank you) during COVID lockdowns gave me lots of time to reflect on my life. Realised that probably I was the asshole all these years; and also came to the realisation that I’m autistic and socially awkward. Reading David Graeber’s Bullshit Jobs helped me to understand all the corporate games and garbage that I’d been part of for most of my career.

When I think about my life, it’s divided into pre-cancer diagnosis, selfish workaholic and part of corporate life; and post-cancer remission, unemployed, living off my savings, kinder to the people and the world, but unable to find a job that resonates with the new me.

DirigibleProtein,

I don’t remember.

DirigibleProtein,

In Australia, they start selling hot cross buns and Easter eggs the day after Christmas. All these “special occasions” are just an excuse to sell more stuff.

DirigibleProtein,

I talk to my dog while walking. “Do you want to go this way or that? Don’t go in there, that’s not our garden. Hey look, doggies! Shall we go and say hello? It’s ok, don’t be frightened, it’s a cement mixer, it won’t hurt you. Oh, are we going home now?”

DirigibleProtein,

“Be excellent to each other”

Help out your fellow citizens. Be kind to the person behind the counter. Give a few coins to the person begging outside the supermarket. Put your litter in a bin. You can’t save everyone, but you can help to make someone’s day, your society, the world, a bit better.

DirigibleProtein,

I would of explained it but I could care less.

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