I spent like three days looking for a metric tape measure recently. Is this your photo? I couldn’t even find one on the dick rocket asshole’s jungle store.
That’s a good idea. Yeah, the trick I discovered in getting them off the mounting bracket without the chrome plating peeling is to grab each end of the bracket with vice grips and/or pliers (after you unscrew it from the drive) and just bend it down and away from the magnet. They usually come off in one piece that way, too.
Built a nice little PiKVM and deployed it in my NAS. The NAS is heavy and placed in a dark half-height place under the stairs so it’s awkward when things go wrong and you need hardware access....
Shit, I’ll mock them. I’m too jaded and depressed at this point in my career to give a fuck. I’ll go full Nick Burns on their asses if one of my end users wants to use Excel as a database and expects me to make it work. The may even learn something in the process. It might be the fact that I’m a dick, but everyone figures that out pretty quickly.
I blackout-fast-forwarded through about a decade of my life with nothing more than weed and dissociation. To tell you the truth, though, I’m glad I don’t remember it.
Infinite poop. You sit on the toilet to poop, but the poop never stops coming out of your butt. You have to start flushing the toilet every two minutes to keep up. You try to pinch your butt closed but that makes your insides hurt. The poop accelerates. You call 911. The paramedics call for doctors. The doctors call for specialists. The story trends on Twitter. You turn down talk show appearances. Your septic tank fails. People form a cult. Your toilet is finished. Volunteers arrive with buckets and shovels. You are completely used to the smell. The poop accelerates. You are moved to a stepladder with a hole in the top step. The poop accelerates. The shovelers abandon the buckets and shovel directly out the window. The poop accelerates. A candlelight vigil forms around your house. One of the workers falls over and can’t free himself. The poop accelerates. A priest knocks over the stepladder and tackles you out the window. You land in the pile. The poop accelerates. The force now propels you forward and upward. Vigil goers grab at your legs. The poop ignites from their candles. The Facebook live event hits 1 million viewers. The poop accelerates. You are 30 feet in the air. The fire engulfs the vigil and your house. 60 feet. The poop accelerates. The torrent underneath you is deafening. 5 million Facebook live viewers. You try to close up shop but your butthole disintegrated long ago. 120 feet up. Your house explodes. The poop accelerates. 1000 feet. You are now tracked on radar. You try to change your angle of ascent but you should have thought of that way earlier. The poop accelerates. 4,000 feet. NORAD upgrades to DEFCON 3. Concentric circles of fire engulf your city. The poop accelerates. You have broken the sound barrier. 30,000 feet. You no longer take in enough oxygen to sustain consciousness. 60,000 feet. CNN is reporting on all the world records you’ve broken. 200,000 feet. You are no longer alive. The poop accelerates. Your body disintegrates but your poop contrail remains. NASA can no longer track you. You break the light-speed barrier and we can no longer bear witness. The poop accelerates. Forever.
Overanalyzing shitposts is my specialty. (lemmy.world)
It will still break them if you try it
Does anyone else harvest the magnets and platters from old drives as a monument to selfhosting history? (lemmy.world)
Title (sh.itjust.works)
The White Buffalo (lemmy.world)
REMINDER: this is a shitpost
The four houses dads belong to. (lemmy.world)
PiKVM Build and Deploy (feddit.nu)
Built a nice little PiKVM and deployed it in my NAS. The NAS is heavy and placed in a dark half-height place under the stairs so it’s awkward when things go wrong and you need hardware access....
Ok everyone, time for a round of... koon-ut-kal-if-fee / pon farr / illogically take a life. (www.themarysue.com)
What’s your go to driving song?
it always interesting when multi billion dollar company's costing system is a 63 tab excel 97 spreadsheet at it's core... (lemmy.ca)
Odo flavored. (lemmy.world)
They are all true but the 3rd one is pretty serious... (lemmy.ca)
Edited to add credits that were cropped out. - WO
Chicken Strips (lemmy.world)
soak and jump hump (feddit.de)
Fishing (lemmy.world)
Neigh (startrek.website)
Coming Down From A Manic Episode (startrek.website)
Future You
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