Or just sit and relax. I feel like people have lost this during my lifetime. Ive never lost the ability to just take a deep breath, lean back, and enjoy some quiet. I mean, if I was WANTING to watch a movie or something, there would be disappointment, but if the reason I can’t is beyond my control, it’s a waste of time to dwell on it and be upset. Right?
Also handy for taking regular breaks, staying occupied in meetings you don’t need to be in, waiting for your computer to run updates for IT, and giving up at 2pm but not wanting to obviously stop responding to messages!
My only hickup is SElinux, otherwise the permission system on linux is annoying but admin friendly minus stuff like /dev/mem always being denied and libfuse understanding and miscommunicating the risks of the “allow users (with correct permissions) to access another user’s fuse partition” setting. (And its not user privicy, its DOS prevention)
tbf /dev/mem is mapped to physical memory, access to most of which is completely denied by the memory controller in the cpu (while it’s in usermode), no matter rhe access level
I’d argue that the “The” is actually part of the last name.
Similar to medieval last names like with “Henry of Skalitz”, “Sigismund of Luxembourg” where the “of” is afaik part of the last name. Other languages may have translations like “Heinrich von Skalitz”(german) or “Zikmund Lucemburský”(czech).
Blue Cheese is the IPA of cheese. It has a lot of “flavor” which makes you think it’s “good” but… is it? It’s good, but not slap-your-own-mother amazingly life changing. I used to love it, but got tired of being punched in the face, and started to appreciate subtlety way more. Same with beers. I still like an IPA occasionally, if it’s of a higher quality, not just WE FUCKED ONE MILLION HOPS INTO THIS. It’s the same bullshit with “truffles”. Not really that good, thrown onto cheap garbage food to mark it up by $10. Again, the good, real truffles, are actually quite nice (and hard to come by for obvious reasons).
I don’t find blue cheese so strong. Some are, and they can become too strong if they are a bit old, but they can also be very delicate. There are also way stronger and more in your face cheese than blue cheese.
IPA is a great comparison (and I hate how “IPA” has become synonymous with “beer”). I like blue cheese, but I agree it can quickly overwhelm. I prefer to go easy with it in recipes. For salad dressings I prefer the ones that are toned down a bit.
The comparison with IPAs is apt. For me an IPA is really only suitable when it balances the flavors of some other food. But, let’s be honest. People aren’t getting IPAs for the hops. They’re getting IPAs for the higher ABV. And, while I love blue cheese I never sit down and just eat it alone like I could disappear a block of aged cheddar. Blue cheese is always better when it balances the flavors of other foods like bacon, dates, cured meats, buffalo wings, cauliflower, salads, etc.
Truffle oil on the other hand might as well be snake oil. Truffle oil is never authentic, it’s just flavored oil. Just give me some damn mushrooms and if truffles aren’t available find another good mushroom and stop trying to make it an oil.
Humboldt is great but even places like Sac can grow amazing weed
My neighbors growing up grew huge, amazing plants for a couple years, would give my parents a ton for help trimming n caring for em while they were at work or on vacation or shit like that
The only places I’ve been in CA I haven’t caught either a grow op or someone growing a personal or two were all in the mountains and in the winter
I even knew a guy who lived near death valley that grew some outdoors, but never got to try it
Now that it’s legal, it’s not really regional to in and around Humboldt County; there are weed farms in the central valley now. Also, meth is stronger and much more present outside the green strip.
Nah, Its one or more of:
a) in a country where the driver seat is to the right of the vehicle
b) the driver has the racoon on their lap
c) the vehicle is parked
d) AI/Photoshop
I hated cubicles until I discovered open offices, then I just plainly hated offices:
hated water-cooler conversations,
hated the smell of reheated meals,
the unending birthdays of people I spoke to once a year,
the parties and outings that are secretly interviews,
the idle people that are always looking for killing time chatting,
the busy people looking for a nasty rumor to climb higher,
I hated commuting and hated having to stay longer just so everyone thinks I'm working hard,
But above all, I hated the middle managers that want to both be your friend, your boss and the person that will fire you to cover a fuck up.
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