My last job is currently controlling kubernetes with Ansible (configuration management and orchestration) in a hybrid cloud model. The new engineering director likes yaml so they put yaml on his yaml.

That era of Internet history was wild. Between word sex stuff like that and tentacle soup, weird body stuff like goatse and tubgirl, and straight up death like two guys one hammer. It seemed like every third person on the internet was trying to trick you into watching one of those.

Report, block, and move on folks. If the mods want this place to harbor racists then they’ll do nothing. But you did your job.

Yep. A lot of these tech companies that have run in the red for years are now being called on to produce a profit and pay the big backers.

You can’t really cook a person’s rib primal the same way you’d do beef. People meat is not marbled like beef so you’d want to cook it low and slow with a lot of moisture.

So while you could have a people prime rib sandwich, it’s not going to have a great texture.

I can’t argue with that because honestly I was jealous of the folks running it. But they are buying new equipment today and I’m not.

Same. I have a lot of legacy recording equipment that I won’t replace until it stops working and it’s all mini USB.

I’m just glad I got what I did instead of FireWire.

Until the CIO gets the “telephone game” version of what’s going on.

I’m less concerned about that and more concerned about supervillains building lairs.

Some of us always look like shit.

Apparently, SpaceX has special tactics to stoke his grandiose ego and trick him into giving them the freedom they need.

It’s a tale as old as bosses. Many of them have big egos and think that because they’re in charge that magically gives them expertise. So if you want to do something you either get them looking at something shiny or you make them think it’s their idea.

I had a boss like that ages ago. If I wanted to work on something out of the ordinary I would plant the idea, then a few weeks later I would remind him that he brought it up a while ago. I used the fact that he had a million things going on so he never really remembered who brought it up. I didn’t care that he got the credit because I got to work on cool things and expand my repertoire.

A couple of things. First, things change. Even in places where it doesn’t feel like things change, they do. So if you leave a place and come back it will be different.

More importantly, we don’t look at an objective past. Our minds remember the best and the worst. So when you get older you remember “the good old days”. Those days, objectively never really existed. They were just days. So when you’re 40 you won’t be able to recreate the magic of being 21, or that feeling you had when you went home and someone was cooking your favorite meal, or go back to your hometown and feel the way you did when you and your buddies hung out.

I’m probably explaining it poorly, but it boils down to nostalgia being a hell of a drug. You never know when you’re living in the good old days until they’re gone.

Luckily it works in reverse to an extent. If you had a really shitty childhood, you can look back on it and say “at least it’s not like that anymore!” The psychological damage is already done, but you’re not coming home to an alcoholic berating you or heading to school to a teacher beating your ass ever day.

You can never go home again, both because things have changed and because that place only ever existed in memory, and the real world was some amount (generally GREATLY) different than what we remember.

The guy in charge of letting people in to one of the most prestigious universities in America is overworked? The hell you say! (That’s supposed to be read as friendly, not actually incredulous)

For real, it’s not like job applications where a lot of folks just cut the pile in half and toss them, then cut it in half again and toss them (yeah, I’ve seen managers do that for jobs with high application rates). They’ve got folks going through just checking that the admission was properly submitted, another layer making sure the people who properly submitted are qualified, then they’re weighted to toss out any that fall below a certain percentage of qualification. Then the dean makes decisions. And they’re still probably way overworked.

Something like this got tossed out by the lowest possible level and that person wouldn’t even have the authority to write anything except a standard form letter that gets signed with an autopen.

It’s an entertaining fake, but definitely a fake.

Less than a hundred, and they still charge it.

The problem is that the second you responded to something like that you’d be buried in copycats the next year all hoping to go viral. So you’ve made your job more difficult or burnt bridges on the way out the door.

I had heard that saying for years before I understood what it meant. By the time I did understand, it was too late.

I didn’t notice Atmos was gone until now. I have an ok Atmos system that works pretty great on the titles that support it. I love Atmos.

I get it free with my Internet service so I’m not cancelling, but I’ll never subscribe.

It’s the second day in a row I got to make an effortless taint joke on Lemmy. Today was a good day.

It was probably tainted.

D.A.R.E. raised my awareness of drugs. I only used them for wholesome purposes.