Carl

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Nah, I’ve been stabbed and shot. Getting shot was way worse.

I was stabbed while fighting some white supes who were trying to take over a bar. My buddy was working as a bouncer so we were there to hang out. It was winter so we all had big puffy coats on while we hung out at the front of the bar. He had some skinheads show up and try to get in. He started to bounce them, they pushed back, and suddenly they realized that everyone outside of the bar were his friends. We got into a tussle, and the six of us kicked the shit out of the five of them.

But afterwards, when the ambulances were parked outside, my buddy was like “hey uhh… You should go talk to the EMTs now.” I had a pocket knife sticking out of my shoulder, punched through my coat. I casually strolled over and was like “hey, is this… A problem?” Two of the EMTs immediately broke away from two of the skinheads to work on me instead. It sucked after, for sure. But at the time, I didn’t really feel it. My biggest concern in the moment was the fact that they cut my favorite coat to get it off of me. Having my arm in a sling was honestly the worst part about it, because it was on my good side. So I had to learn to do a lot of stuff with my bad hand, because my good arm was strapped to my torso.

Then I got shot (in the ass cheek, of all places) while being mugged outside of a music festival. I don’t even think he meant to shoot me; I think he was just an idiot. I remember the gun going off as my back was half-turned to him, (which is how he hit my ass cheek) then him cursing and taking off in the opposite direction. That one felt like a white-hot muscle cramp. Like the worst muscle cramp you’ve ever had, combined with a super over-exerted muscle burn like you just did a massive workout. Ever had a kidney stone? Sort of like that. Docs said I was lucky he didn’t hit my hip bone, because that would have been crippling at least, potentially even fatal. I still have a massive scar on my ass from where it tracked all the way across my ass.

Given, the adrenaline probably played a large part in why I didn’t feel the knife. But I had plenty of adrenaline while being mugged too, and I sure as shit felt that bullet. But yeah, insurance denying meds is definitely an issue. For my gunshot, they refused my pain meds. So I suffered through that entire recovery period with just ibuprofen, Tylenol, and weed. Ironically, they approved the meds for my stabbing without a second thought. And the stabbing hurt way less, even without any pain meds.

Yeah, pretty much. A large part of what made the face-pie so effective was simply the “we can still touch you” reminder. It’s a powerful message, because it reminds them that their bodyguards only need to fail once. It’s the old “you need to protect yourself every time, we only need to touch you once” thing. Which is why they’ve captured the courts and police, to deter attacks even when they aren’t under constant protection.

This is why archeologists and anthropologists love boring people. Researching Alexander the Great is fine, but we already know the broad strokes. The actual useful “how people lived from day to day” information is almost always found in some boring person’s journal.

{Date} I walked down to the market to get more salt, flour, vinegar, and some wool thread to darn my socks. The morning walk took approximately 20 minutes with the sun at my back. The fish seller has increased his prices to {amount} due to the war. I saw an interesting flock of birds today during my walk back from the market, I believe they may be passing through the area. I decided to make my dinner bread with a slightly different recipe today. {Full recipe listed below}. It was nice, but I’ll probably only use half as much salt next time, like I normally do. The dairy cow has produced a lot of milk this year because of the heavy rain making the grass grow well. So I’ve had a lot of butter to put on my bread. The neighbor has agreed to trade some of my excess cream for fresh veggies. I’ll probably make them into a stew for tomorrow’s dinner {recipe listed below}.

Something something “Ancient Egypt had archeologists who studied ancient(er) Egypt.”

Believe it or not, there actually was an effort to block electric lighting. Because it was someone’s job to walk around the neighborhoods and light all of the streetlights. And “protect the jobs” has historically been a really awful argument against technology.

I’ve joked about finding unopposed spots and running against them. Not because I want to win, but just because I want to force them to actually work for their spot.

It’s probably not the tech making the decision. It was probably the tech attempting to request one, (because they were out of/low on stock,) and being told by management to send it back as-is instead.

“Replacing that stick of RAM will cost more than the entire original purchase price of the laptop, so just say it’s faulty and let them figure it out. Never mind the fact that we sold them a laptop with faulty RAM.”

A tale as old as time hanging chads

They make sprung flip-top covers specifically for this reason. It’s just a little adhesive square/circle that you stick over the power/reset button, and it has a flip-top that automatically springs closed again.

I mean, would you want it to serve clients outside of your subnet? I guess maybe if you had something like a guest network. But I tend to take the “fuck it, you get basic service and nothing else” approach to things like guest networks.

Isn’t it a potential security issue to have your pihole serve things on any subnet, because it allows an improperly configured firewall to stab at your pihole? I think you can specify any additional subnets it will serve in the settings somewhere. But IIRC, the default behavior is to intentionally drop traffic from unknown subnets. But that’s just off the top of my head.

Japan actually made me laugh, simply because the entire country somehow walked all the way around to the other side of the continent.

The dude committed suicide two days after the cops raided him. So at most, it would be his estate suing people for libel/slander. But you usually need to prove damages (like losing your job, or being forced to move) to win a slander lawsuit, and it’s hard to claim that a dead guy was monetarily damaged by someone saying things about him.

My local BBQ place will do a full 3-meat (and sides) catering spread for 20 people for $350. If you’re paying $300 for 6 people, you’re getting ripped off.

TL;DR it’s six paragraphs just fucking read it.

Nothing is mediocre about it. All of the “best” browsers are based on FF’s Gecko engine. Maybe they have complaints about Mozilla or the weird stuff they’ve been doing with FF recently. But the actual Gecko engine is solid, and it’s what all the best browsers are based on.

Point to where the “No Politics” rule is.

Exactly. There is zero way for those glasses to remain HIPAA-compliant, because everything you do is uploaded to Meta’s servers.

You’re correct about the first part. The intent was for the devil’s part to be technically correct, but discordant and forgettable.

The call and response was because they were references to other famous tunes. Fire On The Mountain was an old folk tune. House Of The Rising Sun was an old folk tune. Etc… They were meant to be familiar and melodic snippets that people from his area would recognize, to contrast the devil’s forgettable solo.