Wait, there’s a Discord?

Guitar hero on Linux

Guitarch, btw.

The only one that isn’t a great match is Mace Windu. The forehead to chin ration is way off.

Gave me Mandark-vibes, of Dexter’s Laboratory fame unoe.

Programmatically, what does the kernel actually do with data sent to /dev/null?

I imagine it’s like getting nullified in that olde show ReBoot.

Ohh that’s a classic

Do viruses get snapped too or na

And da babies in-utero? Did the Infinity Gauntlet go by conception or 24-weeks?

Again, I’m so sorry.

One always lies, and the other also always lies.

One knows how you die, and the other knows when.

I mean, Snapper did its job. My hardware failed. I managed to get it going again by hammering the button with my finger.

Yeah, I get that.

It’s more that your post reminded me of another one I’d seen where someone didn’t read one of those “advisories” before updating Arch. And Timeshift couldn’t save them, so they had to figure out how to get everything up and running again.

If I recall correctly, they did get it running again fine, it just took a few hours. But I’ve been meaning to try and find somewhere to learn more about fixing failed boot, but the spartan grub prompt scares me, lmao!

I’m assuming Snapper can fail for the same reason Timeshift did for that guy.

This is what scares me with snapper.
It’s reliable so I haven’t had to figure out what to do if/when it does break.

* Scurry thoughts *

Aw that sounds terrible. But also, sounds like a unique and interesting reaction! I wonder if it’s just the fur, or if the body and joints contribute too like you were saying—maybe you could have a a sphinx if it’s the former.

I recently learned that I’m not a cat-person

How do you mean? “[R]ecently learned … and it made me very sad.” Makes it sound like you discovered you had an allergy or something?

There’s medicine for that though—I got asthma attacks from being with cats, so I used inhalers for example.
There might be a way!

Saudi Arabia … human rights

Biomes exist for a reason

That’s why I always dug quarantine tunnels in Terraria.

easily affected by true stories of evil like I am.

My brain starts playing La Mer (the Julio Iglesias version at the end of Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy or What a Wonderful World by Louis Armstrong) when I read stories like that.

If you look at them up close, you can see that every time you cut on them with a sharp knife, lots of small micro plastic pieces are cut off.

Ugh, at this point I’m resigned to the fact that there’s always going to be something.

Notwithstanding their impressive feats for the time, Ancient Romans had lead pipes for example.

Today we have microplastics (and some lead issues still, too, from lead solder, etc.) Among other things.

Tomorrow, it’ll be something like nanites accumulating in our body, or gamma radiation exposure from faulty shielding in whatever spacecraft futurehumans are flying in.

“testing in production”

OceanGate-style.

@Andromxda@lemmy.dbzer0.com 😏

Can be both!

Yep.
At some of the Excel jobs, the toxic fumes come from your manager’s mouth.

This, but Emacs