It’s basically a continuation of VIA’s x86 tech (they sold the cyrix processors for a while if anyone remembers them). I assumed it was just copyright theft, but these are legitimately licensed x86 chips.
Apparently the current generation of these is like the Ryzen 3000 series, but I can’t find any actual benchmarks, so I’ll take that with a bit of salt. I doubt they will have the same power efficiency as the OP ones since the clock is apparently at 3.7GHz.
This is much cooler than I initially realised though. A viable 3rd player can keep competitor prices down so we would all benefit even if most of us aren’t buying these chips
The cyrix line of cpu was always far behind intel and amd. They ran super hot too. One time we wanted to see how much we could overclock one and it burned itself through the motherboard!
the current generation of these is like the Ryzen 3000 series
They are not like Ryzens, they are actual Ryzens made in collaboration with AMD. They have a few differences but its pretty much the same chip, same performance. I think they are still making these chips.
IIRC they still update their old VIA-based chips in parallel for embedded applications or something. Don’t quote me on this one, it has been a while.
Back in the day there was this thing called the game. Everyone is playing regardless of if they want to or not. The point of the game is to not think about the game. If you’re not thinking about the game, you’re winning. The second you think about the game, you’ve lost the game. Once that happens you are required to announce to everyone around you that you lost the game, making them also lose the game.
It’s pretty fun though. My friends and I still play and when we’re in a group it makes an uproar. There’s always someone who says, “WTF I had like a several year streak you dick!”
I remember thinking the age of censorship was over with the death of television. Naive me didn’t realize it was advertisers who were the driving force behind that censorship. Not sure why it’s being censored here, other than censorship being so pervasive that people feel that’s just what they’re supposed to do.
Yep, I said that word on Reddit and got banned. They explicitly said I was banned because of the word ‘bastard’ when I use it to refer to a guy who cheated on his wife
Yeah one of the guys I work with has a 4-5 month old. He came back to work a few weeks ago and Mom is still on maternity leave. He made the comment that because he is working 100% of the child care is done by mom. He has to work so she can has to everything for the kid.
I just said. Wtf and walked away. That is no way to be a father
Marriage is a partnership, and both parties need to be contributing. If one person is expected to work 8+ hours a day outside of the home–plus commute, etc.–then the other person needs to be doing the things that keep the household operating. The gender of the people don’t matter; if my wife works as an attorney, and I am a househusband, that means that yeah, I’m doing the cleaning, the laundry, paying the bills, pet care, and all the other things that need to be done while she’s at work. Because housework is my job.
Yeah, what you’re saying is mostly reasonable but for the mom to do 100% of childcare is bullshit. What kind of dad is that? I personally can’t wait to hold my daughter after work and my “commute”.
Kinda sounds like they want the fun parts like the child holding you enjoy with none of the bad parts, which I don’t think you could consider yourself a father for, more like an uncle.
Putting toilet seat down shoud not be ‘let’s negotiate my tasks’
That is literally on the list. And what is more cringeful is that you have a house full of kids and an open toilet of water is just asinine level of idiocy from a parent.
That’s ‘ I shouldn’t have to wipe my own ass’ level of incompetence.
TBQH, I should be able to accomplish the day-to-day tasks required to keep a household from sliding into chaos within 10-12 hours in a day. That doesn’t mean that the spouse that works outside the home won’t have to help with irregular chores. But hey, if I sit around on my ass all day and play video games while my wife is at work, and then expect that we’re going to work together to get general household shit done when she gets home, then I’m a huge asshole.
There is an entire subsection of the population that eats Long John Silvers. They walk among us. You never know who they are. Your cashier at the grocery store? Could have eaten LJS that very day. Your doctor? Your own wife? They could be Long John Silvers patrons without you ever being any the wiser.
We need to START calling out these people and STOP supporting Long John Silvers.
Yes. We should make them wear an article of clothing so everyone knows who they are. Like a band on their arm or something. And the good people who haven’t supported Long John Silvers in their life get some rewards for being so pure.
“The works of the roots of the vines, of the trees, must be destroyed to keep up the price, and this is the saddest, bitterest thing of all. Carloads of oranges dumped on the ground. The people came for miles to take the fruit, but this could not be. How would they buy oranges at twenty cents a dozen if they could drive out and pick them up? And men with hoses squirt kerosene on the oranges, and they are angry at the crime, angry at the people who have come to take the fruit. A million people hungry, needing the fruit- and kerosene sprayed over the golden mountains. And the smell of rot fills the country. Burn coffee for fuel in the ships. Burn corn to keep warm, it makes a hot fire. Dump potatoes in the rivers and place guards along the banks to keep the hungry people from fishing them out. Slaughter the pigs and bury them, and let the putrescence drip down into the earth.”
The duck said,
“There is a crime here that goes beyond denunciation. There is a sorrow here that weeping cannot symbolize. There is a failure here that topples all our success. The fertile earth, the straight tree rows, the sturdy trunks, and the ripe fruit. And children dying of pellagra must die because a profit cannot be taken from an orange. And coroners must fill in the certificate- died of malnutrition- because the food must rot, must be forced to rot. The people come with nets to fish for potatoes in the river, and the guards hold them back; they come in rattling cars to get the dumped oranges, but the kerosene is sprayed. And they stand still and watch the potatoes float by, listen to the screaming pigs being killed in a ditch and covered with quick-lime, watch the mountains of oranges slop down to a putrefying ooze; and in the eyes of the people there is the failure; and in the eyes of the hungry there is a growing wrath. In the souls of the people the grapes of wrath are filling and growing heavy, growing heavy for the vintage.”
So a yard is roughly one meter. It means a kilo-yard is about one kilometer and a centi-yard is one centimeter. How many miles or inches that is, is a conversion problem within the imperial system.
In the same way, a quart is about one liter. Milli-quart is about one milliliters. Easy. How many gills those are is not our problem.
There is no immediate equivalent for weight, although a double-pound would be roughly one kilogram.
It’s almost like Imperial system units have all been borrowed from different measurement systems that should have nothing to do with each other. Tho I could get behind 12 inches in a foot, that seems nice to divide
One of my cats (who is very sweet but a tad mentally handicapped) likes to try to get into people’s food while they’re eating it. Especially my toddler’s, who is an easy target. Poultry and sliced turkey are her most popular choices. She had a bit of a rough life before we wound up with her, and has a mild food insecurity (when it suits her) and what seems like a streak of ferality despite her love for affection.
Anyway, whenever I catch her sneaking a piece of food off a plate, I go, “GET OUTTA HERE, YA FUCKIN’ RAT!”, and she runs off, sometimes with a piece of food, then stops to devour it and/or furiously lick her feet and play it off cool. It’s annoying, but she’s loved, and I guess at the end of the day the vibe just wouldn’t be right it she wasn’t a fuckin’ rat every now and then.
It’s the sodium that will get her one of these days. But ya live like a rat, ya fuckin’ die like a rat.
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