Facility email waxing on about how computers used to be very expensive and there were only a couple here but now pretty much everyone has one and they're now assigned to specific locations instead of specific people.
Therefore, stop taking the damn things with you when you move to another building. And leave the phones alone too, you're giving IT a headache
I guess I'm going to a work event in Indianapolis in two weeks.
Y ... yay?
Its not awful. Just a normal small city.
Too bad its not Chicago, a bunch of us would take you out for Malort!
I have gained considerable status and notoriety amongst the midwesterners in the lab for owning (and not immediately disposing of) Malort.
Also my friend who is very into italian bitter aperitifs quite likes it, so ultimately this has been the gift that keeps on giving.
My colleagues version of "leaving me with his data" seems to be "leaving me with a pile of unlabelled external drives, some of which contain bootable copies of his entire computer, some of which are inexplicably labelled 'backup' but turn out to be completely empty, and 'other'"
hilariously, he was supposed to be 'the organized one'
My colleagues version of "leaving me with his data" seems to be "leaving me with a pile of unlabelled external drives, some of which contain bootable copies of his entire computer, some of which are inexplicably labelled 'backup' but turn out to be completely empty, and 'other'"
hilariously, he was supposed to be 'the organized one'
just now I found a printed sheet of paper with a data/harddrive key on it (in a tub, in a cupboard).
- it didn't even cover a tenth of the actual harddrives I have sitting here
- it doesn't list any of the data from 2019 even though he only made the key a month ago.
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I'm on vacation which is kind of a job isn't it?
But in lieu of a chat thread I came here to say that a small town in Sicily is named after @Brolo for some reason. What's up with that?
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Drake ChambersLay out my formal shorts.Registered Userregular
People might mistake me for being organized because of the relative tidiness of my office, or my ability to quickly find a thing that’s needed.
I feel a great swell of sympathy for person who, on the inevitable day I retire in the midst of a massive undertaking, inherits my files, for that person will be lost. Not “I don’t understand how this all fits together” lost — more “someone please save me from this swirling abyss of paper and thumb drives”.
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Indy really isn't that bad. I was just there last weekend for a few days. If you want to try some local cuisine, Burger Theory is a great place, and if you have some money burning a hole in your pocket you can grab a wonderful shrimp cocktail and steak at St.Elmo's as featured on Parks and Recreation. The mall is also pretty nice but is a little on the older side.
the town was haunted by a smell that reminded some of long-rotted spilled milk, others of a stale fart, spreading through the wind
but everyone agreed that it was only getting worse over time
by the time anyone had thought to escape, the miasma had spread, a fog too thick to cut through
Brolo had descended, and all that survived was the town's name, a warning to never breath too deeply
They endured for so long, Day By Day
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Drake ChambersLay out my formal shorts.Registered Userregular
When I visited Bend, Oregon, the evening air smelled overwhelmingly of pee. The Internet has told me others have had this experience too but the cause (Brolo?) remains a mystery.
Indy really isn't that bad. I was just there last weekend for a few days. If you want to try some local cuisine, Burger Theory is a great place, and if you have some money burning a hole in your pocket you can grab a wonderful shrimp cocktail and steak at St.Elmo's as featured on Parks and Recreation. The mall is also pretty nice but is a little on the older side.
Avoid the The Old Spaghetti Factory
... is it haunted by old spaghetti?
actually please never tell me why, I want this arcane warning to linger with me for decades.
While this does provide good writing bracketing for my planned lunar amazon noir novel, but then the question come up about biology.
and I'm in a rabbit hole of research articles.
tl;dr 20th century scientists had no idea how the female human body works, I'm strongly suspecting the moon missions succeeded because NASA looked like the Simpson's bloodline.
edit: Mother fuck, who the fuck wrote.....
The question of direct sexual release on a long-duration space mission must be considered. Practical considerations (such as weight and expense) preclude men taking their wives on the first space flights. It is possible that a woman, qualified from a scientific viewpoint, might be persuaded to donate her time and energies for the sake of improving crew morale; however, such a situation might create interpersonal tensions far more dynamic than the sexual tensions it would release. Other means of sexual release (masturbation, homosexuality) would be discouraged because of the confined quarters and the lack of privacy on such a mission. Thus, it appears that methods involving sublimation are more practical than these more direct alternatives
While this does provide good writing bracketing for my planned lunar amazon noir novel, but then the question come up about biology.
and I'm in a rabbit hole of research articles.
tl;dr 20th century scientists had no idea how the female human body works, I'm strongly suspecting the moon missions succeeded because NASA looked like the Simpson's bloodline.
edit: Mother fuck, who the fuck wrote.....
The question of direct sexual release on a long-duration space mission must be considered. Practical considerations (such as weight and expense) preclude men taking their wives on the first space flights. It is possible that a woman, qualified from a scientific viewpoint, might be persuaded to donate her time and energies for the sake of improving crew morale; however, such a situation might create interpersonal tensions far more dynamic than the sexual tensions it would release. Other means of sexual release (masturbation, homosexuality) would be discouraged because of the confined quarters and the lack of privacy on such a mission. Thus, it appears that methods involving sublimation are more practical than these more direct alternatives
...why would privacy be a concern for masturbation, but not for having (heterosexual) sex? Wtf, NASA.
Stupid Puritan crap still affecting everyone, still.
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Tynnanseldom correct, never unsureRegistered Userregular
Tennis shoes as a catch-all term for training shoes is pretty familiar to me from growing up in the Midwest. It always bugged the hell out of me, though, because most “tennis shoes” would immediately break your ankles if you tried to play tennis wearing them.
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I wish I could
But I damn near cannot breathe without my asthma medicine, and I cannot afford it without insurance
And I cannot afford insurance without my employer covering most of the costs
Heelies.
It very much is a thing.
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Shoes category
do the children
have access to a machete
Anecdotally at least, here in california "kicks" was used pretty regularly between 2000-2005, at which point I stopped paying attention
Therefore, stop taking the damn things with you when you move to another building. And leave the phones alone too, you're giving IT a headache
You've never had a machete fight with your brother in a barn?
No but we did duel with fluorescent light tubes for all of five seconds before we found out why that was a poor choice of weaponry
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d6gBu2Zd7Bc
Christ, it's like the Electoral College map from 2016
I feel like that map is wrong. I'm in CA and no one here says tennis shoes.
That map is wildly inaccurate
I have given
the children
that machete
from the woodshed
and which
you were probably
storing
for safety
Forgive me
it was so sharp
so deadly
and so cold
when all the little kids with the pumped up kicks couldn't run couldn't run, outrun that bullet
I’m in CA and definitely have heard tennis shoes. But we are a big state.
All the other kids with the pumped-up kicks ...
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And school starts on Wednesday so I get to avoid all that nonsense.*
* there will be plenty of nonsense left over for me to deal with on Thursday.
Y ... yay?
Its not awful. Just a normal small city.
Too bad its not Chicago, a bunch of us would take you out for Malort!
Jesus Bucketman, what the hell did tynic do to you that you're threatening her with that?
I have gained considerable status and notoriety amongst the midwesterners in the lab for owning (and not immediately disposing of) Malort.
Also my friend who is very into italian bitter aperitifs quite likes it, so ultimately this has been the gift that keeps on giving.
prepare yourself for an entire city that smells like farm animals
I don't have a sense of smell AND I like farm animals so this sounds like a win-win
hilariously, he was supposed to be 'the organized one'
honestly this sounds about right in my experience
- it didn't even cover a tenth of the actual harddrives I have sitting here
- it doesn't list any of the data from 2019 even though he only made the key a month ago.
But in lieu of a chat thread I came here to say that a small town in Sicily is named after @Brolo for some reason. What's up with that?
I feel a great swell of sympathy for person who, on the inevitable day I retire in the midst of a massive undertaking, inherits my files, for that person will be lost. Not “I don’t understand how this all fits together” lost — more “someone please save me from this swirling abyss of paper and thumb drives”.
oh those poor, doomed fools
the town was haunted by a smell that reminded some of long-rotted spilled milk, others of a stale fart, spreading through the wind
but everyone agreed that it was only getting worse over time
by the time anyone had thought to escape, the miasma had spread, a fog too thick to cut through
Brolo had descended, and all that survived was the town's name, a warning to never breath too deeply
Avoid the The Old Spaghetti Factory
They endured for so long, Day By Day
... is it haunted by old spaghetti?
actually please never tell me why, I want this arcane warning to linger with me for decades.
...why would privacy be a concern for masturbation, but not for having (heterosexual) sex? Wtf, NASA.
"Tennis shoes" always confused me because that sounds so specific... but people use them to mean "any semi-athletic shoe, including sneakers"
Stupid Puritan crap still affecting everyone, still.