Ever hear the saying “Don’t look a gift horse into the mouth”?

It demonstrated plenty of thought.

Maybe they have impossible steak!

Yeah. Who knew you could die of an Asthma-attack induced heart-attack at 27.

“I hope it never fades” in response to me telling her that I fell in love in a different way over the weekend we spent together.

Germany has nearshoring. Anything that doesn’t require native level spoken German or isn’t physical or under some weird regulation that it has to be in-country, it will be outsourced to a country with a significant amount of German speakers like Slovakia, Hungary, Romania or Brazil (Blumenau).

Are you talking about the signal from five years ago or something?

From your desktop to your deck? How’s the effective frame rate of that?

That’s what you’d think, discourages. But it doesn’t.

A preventative system is always better than punitive.

CNN posts article about killings in Gaza?

The only killings in Gaza CNN would post about is IDF and hostage deaths.

“Nem csináltam semmit!”

Damn, it works in Hungarian too.

Maybe it’s just English that’s stupid, and not every other language.

For sysadmin stuff? Or for daily use?

I usually just feed my questions into three different LLMs plus ddg with site:reddit and then check consensus. As good as it gets.

But then last time I’ve managed to discover DeadBeeF through IRC.

Surely a foreign entity controlling your country’s infrastructure or services is not that desirable.

iPhone XR already did this. Looking at the history, the feature may have been present as early as iPhone 6. Although that may have come with a retroactive IOS update.

We were on a Zoo trip during summer camp, me and my brother and a bunch of other kids from our judo class. Mostly early teens.

Certain areas in the Zoo had free roaming animals, mostly kangaroos, emu, peacocks, some ponies, goats and sheep. A couple kids had the great idea to pester the pelicans. Pelican are a funny bunch that keep begging for treats with their giant beaks open and waddling around. They look less than threatening, although they have that frowny looking eye.

Anyway the kids decided it’d be fun to take turns spitting into the beaks of one particular giant pelican instead of giving it treats. It didn’t really like it but the kids kept persisting, daring to lean in closer and closer into the pelican’s wide open beak. Finally my stupid little brother in the spur of the moment thought he’d show the other kids how it’s done. He ran up to the pelican, leaned in really close and spit the most nasty wad into its beak. At that moment the pelican turned its head sideways and

*** CLAP ***

I’ll never forget the sight of my brothers head being completely engulfed by a giant beak.

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The grab only lasted for a blink of an eye. My brother didn’t even have time to realize what happened and struggle against it. He came out with a surprised and slightly scratched face. The surprise turned into a grin and then laughter within seconds.

Nevertheless, the pelican gained the respect from the kids and they’ve stopped pestering it. But somehow I imagine that this is basically the worst they can do. Give you a stereo-slap on your ears with their beak. You are safe against that brown pelican.

Be glad it’s not a cobra chicken.

Sounds like I’m already in the right country then.

Seems anecdotal!

It’s certainly hard to get to know your neighbours in a glass box in the sky.

Why is this aimed at ~30yo in particular?

Growing up, my parents and grandparents had the same neighbours for decades, even in apartment buildings. Of course they knew and talked to each other frequently. Hanging out in each others’ apartments also happened on occasion, drinking some pálinka and listening to the radio. My dad used to go down to the ground floor to watch the evening news and story time at the superintendent’s apartment along with the other children in the building. The only person who had TV in their commie block.

This already changed a bit in the late 80s / early 90s when I was growing up. People started moving around or dying. Out of the city to live in burbs. Or just left for another country. My dad was also less jovial with people as he couldn’t stand stupid, so he often drove neighbours he disliked away.

Once I grew up, I moved into the apartment of my late grandparents. I still talked to my direct neighbour on a weekly basis, but by this time most everyone else died or moved away. Also I had to introduce my girlfriend now wife to my neighbour at least monthly due to her… seemingly selective dementia.

I’m in my forties now, and both at this and my previous apartment I’ve made sure to always say hi to neighbours. Oddly at the current place, the thirty something year old neighbours approached me first, stating they do some sort of communal hippy living here. They seemed friendly but then also moved away within a year or so.

I have a small front loader, F12B8NDA

I leave the door on it open between washing cycles.

It’s a non-iot device that I can program to start the wash cycle at specific times, E.g. Load it in the evening but start at 4am so it’s ready by 7am. Yes, cycles are long but it’s super efficient with both electricity and water use. It’s also very quiet even during spin.

It plays a cute chime when finished.