I managed to get Debian with XFCE running permanently on a 6 year old Lenovo ChromeTab. It mostly works, but “touchscreen as a mouse” is clunky and the onscreen keyboard I use, “Onboard,” is utilitarian at best. As a low-distraction writing device paired with a mechanical keyboard and FocusWriter, it’s pretty cool. If anything, it’s a bit too decent a setup for that purpose, as the browser is usable and I left Wifi working.

Now to actually start using it… 🤣

Nope, but I did grow up around people who would hear that in a meeting and then absolutely want to use their new linguistic toy every chance they got, despite not at all analyzing even the half-layer deep that would be required to understand what using it implies about who you think you are (or your boss is).

You forgot the additional $3000 and five years to do enough projects to gain the skills to make a table your loved ones will allow in the house. 🤣

It’s close, though. IIRC, you can’t say the same thing about Miami.

Even moreso this time:

Batra, who has spent nearly half her life working in immigration courts, stopped working for the government’s side in immigration proceedings—instead helping only the immigrants seeking status—after seeing the conditions in detention facilities and how detained people were treated.

“I was in an extraordinary personal crisis because I didn’t want to be vaccinated. At the same time I certainly didn’t want to let my team down at the Olympic Games.”

Barely one layer deep, there’s an almost impressive level of IDGAF energy here: “You see, the thing is, somebody wanted me to do a thing I didn’t want to do, but I had this other thing that I did want to do, so being the type of person that I am, I lied about the first thing and it all worked out for me.”

Having attended several red state universities, I chose to take it as a statement that alongside the ubiquitous plaza preachers, who are never affiliated with the school and are generally no one’s favorite campus characters, there’s also plenty of standard college silliness and shenanigans. Apart from the big blue cities, the college towns of the south are generally the most educated and forward thinking enclaves of their red states, hence the huge pressure campaigns from their governors to being the schools themselves to heel.

In addition to FecEx and Dominos, there’s other restaurants, Amazon, UPS, newer Chinese-owned final-mile carriers, Uber including Eats/Pets/Courier/etc., Lyft, Doordash, medical couriers, legal couriers, etc. etc. It’s tougher outside the cities, and it’s all kind of a neo-Victorian dystopia of poor wages and no support, but if what’s you actually want to do, “driving places cuz other people can’t or won’t” is a very doable job-description in the US. Just make sure you’re factoring in car expenses if you do the gig-based ones.

Well, spam, egg, sausage, and spam – that’s not got much spam in it.

Generally yes, but what are called mainline Episcopalians are “in communion” with the Church of England, so they’re kinda sorta Anglican. If an observant Anglican were to want to attend church in the US, that’s who they would look up.

Some red-state suburban churches broke off a few years back and are in communion with one of the churches in Africa that also broke off because they didn’t like the ladies and the gays and whatnot. Very classy of them all.

White House press secretary Karoline Leavitt said on Wednesday that Iran’s 10-point proposal was “literally thrown in the garbage by President Trump.” Trump initially called a plan from Iran “workable.”

Even for their own awful sakes’, they need to take grampa’s socials away.

Assuming all is above board, the main concern I have is if it’s worth that much to them, wouldn’t it be worth that much to me?

Yes, and then some. It sounds like you’d do better randomly selecting a realtor to throw it up on MLS “as-is,” and even better if you followed the usual, admittedly annoying, process. These companies are not literal “risking jail” scams, but they’re not your friends either, and they will not be offering you anywhere close to market value. My sister and I looked into a couple of them when our dad passed, and the offers were far below what we pulled with a Realtor, even priced to move and with a kind of costly “turnkey” arrangement where they arranged cleanup and inspections.

It hasn’t been plugged in for the better part of a decade, back when we had a house with a floor lamp plug right by it, but it theoretically has a mini fridge, charging, and a Bluetooth speaker. In use, it has one very big drawer to go with two normal drawers.

Very similar, but it’s from some brand called Sobro, it’s a little smaller, and only 2/3 of it is a mini fridge.

It hasn’t been plugged in for over six years.

Heelers love us very much, but they also believe they know best and our suggestions like “Don’t bite my face” or “Don’t get chest deep in mud” are the barely coherent babblings of beloved children with low intelligence.

The heeler will decide what is best. Mud is best.

He doesn’t generally lie with his tummy to the sky out there. He prefers to let the black fur soak it up like a solar panel. He has a “saddle” pattern like a german shepherd.

Houston the baked pit-tato says, DID WE JUST BECOME BEST FRIENDS!?

lack of commitment, rather than any law, was the key point.

This is the rub. Can he officially? No. But then, he can’t officially rename the Department of Defense either. What they can do is go in arrears on payments and refuse to cooperate with allies or acknowledge that a given incident involves treaty obligations, and be extremely open about all of it. The only thing the law does is give the next guy cover to walk things back because it was never formal, but by then 99% of the damage will have been done.

Just from a sheer nuts and bolts point of view, the foreign relations damage is going to take literally decades to undo, including at least 8 years of republican administrations that top out at George W Bush levels of fascist exceptionalism. No sane government would trust the US with long-term commitments otherwise.

I have a halfway decent woodworking setup, plus a 3D printer and a cheap laser, but metalworking is just not really an option. The space dedication, plus the oils and the fire hazards and the scraps/shavings/slivers/chaff/god-knows-what-else all being completely incompatible with sharing a space with the rest of it. Sigh, just not likely to happen until and unless I can get in with the makerspace mafia. I am thinking of trying to figure out designing for mills and using metal-bending workbenches in CAD, though, and sending more designs off to be fabbed.

I call it replicator chicken. It looks perfect, striking you as having been cooked in pristine oil, is consistent and properly fried, but then when you taste it you get the world’s blandest recipe. It’s really like a well-meaning computer’s idea of chicken tenders.

The sauce is decent, and utterly necessary, but it’s really not worth it, even within the space of fast-casual chicken fingers. I prefer Layne’s or even Zaxby’s.