My biggest problem with Linux is that there are 8 ways to solve any problem. Some of these are distro specific, and all of them are THE definitive way to do it depending on who you ask. This comes up for me most when I want to make a change to something or do it again on a new machine.

For adding another network drive, for example I think oh it’s called samba right and open the terminal and type in samba help. The response is: command not found do you want to install “samba-dc”? Okay so not samba. Oh that’s right I edited a file. Now was it smb.conf? No wait maybe it was fstab.

It is getting easier as I get more familiar, but I have to wrap my head around every new thing that I want to do. It’s no wonder people don’t have the patience.

Terry Prachett theorized that the only thing faster than light is monarchial succession. As you can see here, when the king dies, the first in line becomes king instantaneously.

The original nepo baby. Check your privilege Jesus.

All I see is 5 minutes of the protagonist not listening (yadda yadda) to expressed needs, then getting upset at the word active being used again.

It’s generally easier for the layperson to pay a gym membership than it is to have the upfront cost of a barbell set and coordinating a schedule with their neighbor who owns a treadmill.

I don’t want to sound too pro-corporate, I just don’t want to fault others when they fall for the veneer of a “cohesive product.” It takes a lot of work to organize a community project and why it’s so special when they do come together.

On mobile Firefox, two right swipes in the middle of the screen closes zapper mode. It is not clear or obvious, but it works.

Honestly? Interesting tactic. Look so ridiculous that everyone at the airport is too embarrassed to ask if that’s a half kilo of coke under a toupee.

I remember a phase in my childhood where I could only get Realplayer to open some series of anime that I was into at the time that I had downloaded.

Could you imagine the psychological damage of having your adult mind shoved back into your 6 year old self? You’d be unable to relate to or even tolerate any of your peers, so say goodbye to any childhood friendships. You’d be unstimulated by the mountain of busy work in school and frustrated by all the topics you’d have to relearn. I personally would go through all of the procrastination troubles again. There are plenty of traumatic events that you would not be able to prevent or even affect. Nevermind that you are still carrying that trauma with you, you’re just trying to not re-live it. Develop any chronic illnesses? Maybe you can get treated quicker but you still have to watch your health decline. It’ll be a decade before you have any kind of autonomy to do any stocks or Bitcoin type stuff, unless you want to become some prophetic wünderkind. As far as I’m aware, mt gox was one of the only reliable places to get Bitcoin, until it wasn’t. I don’t know the day that it fell apart off the top of my head.

I never understand why anyone would choose the “do it all over again” scenarios.

At 14, I looked back on 10 year old me and thought “wow what an idiot I was.”

At 18, I looked back on 14 year old me and thought “wow what an idiot I was.”

At 22, I started noticing a pattern.

As a server, southerners stare at me in wide eyed awe when I pour a disgusting amount of simple syrup into a glass of iced tea.

A week or so on Lemmy and I’ve seen this slur on like 3 different occasions. It’s disappointing. I guess I was just more familiar with what communities to avoid on reddit (wsb) if I didn’t want to see it.