Good luck, I hope you find your files.

About two years ago, while switching to Linux, I mistakenly formatted one of my hard drives with some semi-important content. I didn’t well understand Linux’s method of designating drives, got confused, and moved too fast. There was no recovery for me. Every once in a while now, I think, “Hmm, I wonder what happened to that… oh, right.”

I bought FO4 off GOG a couple of days ago, because I’m fucking tired of Steam breaking my game every few weeks with mandatory updates, I think it was on sale for black friday. If that doesn’t count, then count me in.

It’s a continuum, of course, like everything. Most people sit somewhere in the middle, with a few people defining the extremes.

No, most people are not horrible.

That is exactly how it looks. The timing is correct. I can imagine the argument, although, they might not have loved each other enough to even argue about it by that point.

My education system didn’t fail me, I failed it.

Nashville should have consulted with Shelbyville before starting.

I predict failure.

Rear view cameras have been required by law for a few years now. I’m pretty sure it was a ploy by manufacturers to get a screen on every dashboard so they could sell ads.

I don’t see what one-day blinding stew has to do with hair biting. But, I’ll look into it tomorrow

Where does arguing on Facebook fit into this? Nextdoor? JFC, my neighbors are a bunch of blithering idiots.

You know, it doesn’t need to be prisoners that strike. Any of us could strike on their behalf, our demand being theirs.

Striking is an effective way to bring about fast, and real change. Of course, the problem is getting enough people on the same page at the same time. But, the first step is spreading the idea that we don’t need to strike only on our own behalf, and only if we’re part of a union.

Remember, the entire pyramid collapses if consumers stop consuming, and if workers stop working. If enough of us ever get over the fear and ignorance around striking, we could make a huge difference.

Leaving a review on the company website is pointless anyway.

I don’t know much about the religion industry, but I suspect this is true for all of them. The fastest way to become a non-believer is to read the religious texts.

I’ll get rid of chairs. Ottomans, which are not chairs, would be arranged around the tables for some reason. My ottomans have a vertical panel for a foot rest. It’s definitely a foot rest and not a chair, though. Chairs were banned.

“STOP THROWING APPLES AT US! WE HAVE PhDs!”

Chat, is this true?

The other night, I saw a weird spider on the bathroom mat while I was doing my business. The bathroom was lit only by a night light, so I could barely make it out. It was larger than our usual resident spiders, and writhing around like I had stepped on it and hurt it. I finished, stood up, and turned the light on to see the spider better. It wasn’t there. Apparently, spider hallucinations are common.

Several years ago now, I was talking to my girlfriend at the time about an argument we’d had about a week earlier. She listened for a minute and then said, “We never argued about that, where were we?” I told her we were in my car in my garage. She’d not been to my house up to that point. I realized I had dreamt it, but I completely and fully believed it was a real memory, but it simply could not have been. I freaked out for a few days when I read that people often confuse dreams for real memories. I now question which other of my memories are just past dreams. Why would trust any of my memories now, when any number of them might just be old dreams?

This is the first I’m hearing of this. And, I seriously can’t tell whether you’re joking.

Not for the first time, recently, I ask, “WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!”

My idea is that yawing helps sync our internal clocks. So, we sleep at the same time, and wake up at the same time. That way, no one is left behind when the group starts moving to the next waterhole, or feeding ground.

Which does nothing to explain why it’s “contagious”.