There’s never been a time where a sane person would use a Windows server for example

I dunno if it was sane, but my employer has been deploying Windows servers in industrial environments where the “operator” are technicians (non-IT) without access to remote support. With a Windows interface at least they are usually able to navigate the system and troubleshoot when needed without Linux experience (which they never have).

As someone with 2 kids, they still are!

Shame they didn’t mention grandmothers, they can be the most patient listening to ramblings about Arch.

I’ve always just assumed it’s because uncovered feet are vaugely intimate

Especially when they’re in my mouth

LibreOffice is good. Very good even. I just wish Calc always had a 1-to-1 feature parity with Excel for it’s formulas, it would make it so much easier to collaborate on a spreadsheet with others. I think I had to wait a few years on e.g. XLOOKUP.

On my Gardena, it would be no chance. The “skirt” around it means you would need to lift it to get hurt, and any attempts to lift it triggers the emergency stop. I reckon that’s standard with most of them. The teeny tiny blades are also not really screwed down, so it doesn’t have much cutting potential, just enough for grass and weeds.

It’s a shame that, when Norwegians changed their counting system, the suggestion of using “to-ti” didn’t catch on for 20. It would be analogous to saying “twoty” in English.

For always fitting in your pocket without being obtrusive, a Victorinox Minichamp Alox with a pocket clip.

Occupational Lung Disease? Onerous Life Disorder?

I’ll let my kids make their own mistakes to learn from. Except for never frying bacon topless, that shit I’m teaching them early.

What a beautiful and eloquent comment.

I knew it was a mistake to shave today.

Obligatory reminder that not only US has an IRS; the tax collection agency in Ghana is also called IRS.

Nah, I think if you’re on e.g. Debian oldstable you could still be on Gnome 3. That’s not “long dead”.

If I squint my eyes I still kinda see it, nice!

She seems nice.

I have never ever seen a baby pigeon. Not even a picture. Where are they hiding them?!

Even worse, it’s an hour or two past midnight on new years eve and my social battery is flat, but the guests aren’t leaving. Yawning and checking my wrist watch doesn’t help. Cleaning the kitchen doesn’t help. What do?

Baaaa.

I first read it as “mechanical debt” (probably because of the gear-shaped figure), and had an existential crisis for a few milliseconds. I need to take my car to the shop as soon as I can afford it.