About 8 years after that song came out, one of my uncles saw the CD in my truck, pointed at that song on the case, and exclaimed, “Holy shit! Have you ever paid attention to the words in that song?!” Uhh, yup.
About 8 years after that song came out, one of my uncles saw the CD in my truck, pointed at that song on the case, and exclaimed, “Holy shit! Have you ever paid attention to the words in that song?!” Uhh, yup.
Slam it so hard you could make it ding. If you were still mad, you could then yank the cord out of the wall. If you still weren’t done, you could throw it across the room, and it would be just fine, when you calmed down, plugged it back in, and set it on the table again.
I’m getting ready to change one of my Ubuntu machines over to Mint, as the next iteration of Ubuntu requires more RAM. While I’ve done these changes many times, I’ve never quite understood the deal with setting up the partitions.
Saw this in Reddit, but I’m banned 😃. Anyway, Norfolk VA: the French bakery/deli on Granby St, in Riverview… “Would you like to sample a pastry?” Sure - Hey, that’s pretty good. “That’ll be $40. Would you like more?” Uhh, no.
I’ve been a Linux user since the laptop I bought with Windows Me (Millennium Edition) crashed & burned. Someone smarter than me with computers got Windows 2000 working on that PC for about a week before the blue screen of death reappeared. I replaced that PC with one of those cheap ePCs that sold for $200-300, and came with either Windows XP or XanderOS (Linux). I went with Xander OS, opened a terminal, did a little typing, and ended up with a really nice netbook. I’ve been with Linux since, mostly Ubuntu and Mint, but also a short toe dip into Kali.
It concerns me a but, all the reading I’m doing here with regard to so many people talking to switching to Linux…a few years ago, I read like 2% of Americans used Linux, and that it wasn’t much of a hacking target, because there wasn’t much in low hanging fruit. I’m a bit concerned with the seemingly growing popularity now, though.
So, shortly after checking aboard the first fast-attack submarine I served on, in April 1991, the boat was locked down one evening, when the engineer couldn’t find his Zenith SuperSport 286e computer. Suspecting someone stole it, the boat was locked down and searched - for 3 hours. Everyone was really angry… It’s 2025 and I remember it well.
Anyway, after 3 hours or so, at the Captains insistence, the ENG, doing paperwork in his stateroom, let someone else in, to look for his computer. There it was, sitting plain as day, on his bunk, where his pillow should have been. The ENG said he didn’t notice it, as he thought it was his pillow…gross, considering everyone else’s pillowcase was white.
The Captain immediately lifted the lockdown, and all the off-duty people went home. The anger lingered though, and the Engineer seemed to have a dark cloud over his head. He was fired a few months later, and I’ve always wondered if it had something to do with that computer - I was just too new to know anything about the guy, and I didn’t work in engineering.
LOL! I had the Timex Sinclair 1000. It connected to a B&W TV, and a cassette tape player for a drive. My dad won it from our local bowling alley.
I didn’t get too far with it.
The predicted Allied casualties for a mainland invasion of Japan were so high, especially with regard to the civilian fanaticism witnessed throughout the Island-hopping Campaign, the right choice was using the Atomic Bomb. After use of the first atomic bomb, when Japan failed to yield and refused to surrender, the return to consideration to a homeland invasion, along with running the numbers of anticipated Allied casualties, made using the second Atomic Bomb the correct choice. The best choice was made, with regard to the information on hand at the time.
My parents had a neighborhood grocery store when I was a kid. Our house only had a single bathroom, so often, I’d be getting ready for school at the same time she was getting ready to go into work, and we’d both be in the bathroom. I’d finish my shower, and be wrapping up in my towel behind the curtain, while she’d be doing her hair in the mirror, having imaginary arguments with “bitchy customers.” - At least that was her answer when I finally asked her what the deal was with her arguing into the mirror in the morning.