

Horse shit and fudge.
Horse shit and fudge.
MAGA: What did he do to deserve that?
This helped me in the past, and of a good place to start.
https://www.simplify3d.com/resources/print-quality-troubleshooting/
You’re tipping too much.
In Michigan we passed a law requiring minimum wage for all tipped workers by 2030(?), and they FLIPPED THEIR SHIT. Said they would lose too much money in tips if they made minimum wage. The republicans rolled it back below minimum (still a small increase), and I’m not sure where it stands right now.
If tipped workers are going to fight against wage increases so much, then I’m okay reducing their tips.
It has a Wikipedia entry.
You again? GET OUT OF MY CAR!
Turns out the letter was here…illegally.
Oxygen plasma sounds like something that could very easily set something else on fire.
I’ll probably be just another Boltzmann Brain.
“I KNOW WHAT YOU DID!!”
Is this a Buckaroo Banzai post? I feel like this is a Buckaroo Banzai post.
Who could have known the Four Corners of the Flat Earth would form a 2-dimensional manifold inside a 3-dimensional flat earth?
If they’re going to give this thing arms and a head, they should at least let you piss in its mouth.
I’m going to tell you what I did. Don’t take mental health advice from some asshole in the internet.
I had two extra voices in my head. One would wait for me to be alone, and then bring up all the minutia in my life I was embarrassed about. The other would bring up my most depressing moments and just groan in my ear and distract me.
The first one I built a cabin for, and put him in it. Whenever I would think about one of those embarrassing moments, I’d put it in a plastic garbage bag, open the door to the cabin, and throw the bag as hard as I could into his face. Gradually I needed him less and less. Eventually he disappeared, so I just put the garbage bags in a can outside the door. Nobody lives there now, and the cabin has decayed into just a rough mound of dirt. The flowers from the window-box are growing in the mound.
I was more viscous with the other one. Every time he showed up, I imagined grabbing him by the neck and just pummeling his face bruised and bloody. Eventually he disappeared too.
I can remember those embarrassing moments or the causes of my depression without hurt now. They don’t have power over me anymore.
Cancer patient.
There have been too many data breaches from cloud-based services to trust another one. I have a Proton account for email and online storage, but I won’t use their password service because it’s cloud based.
https://blog.lastpass.com/posts/notice-of-recent-security-incident
Lastpass leaked their password database in 2022, and bad actors are still using it to access peoples files, stealing passwords and hundreds of thousands of dollars in crypto.
DON’T trust anything important to cloud-based storage or services. Use Keepass. Use Syncthing if you need to keep the database on multiple devices.
(I see other comments using Dropbox. Dropbox = cloud. Don’t store anything security related in the cloud.)
Just suck up each grain individually with a straw.
Are you using syncthing-fork on android? If I remember, the primary app discontinued android support, so someone else took it over.
I use it routinely for thousands of files. It’s easier than digging out a USB cable.
Assuming the ambient air temperature is cold enough to induce hypothermia, farting is fine. Bringing cold air into the body is the problem. You’d be better off if you stopped breathing.