czarrie

Yeah, they make Link Amps

Typically people will prefer the option that gives them a $50 water bill over a $200 one.

We had tried this in SC in expanding one of our sites from one to three. It did not go terribly well.

If you’re trying to find work if the remote gig fails, good friggin luck

It’ll never work.

One. One nuke could potentially disrupt it…but it’s not really advised for a few reasons:

• If the conditions are still there that built up the storm, you’ve basically just nuked some wet air - if the pressure gradient remains and the waters are still warm, it very much could simply reform immediately
• Dumping large amounts of energy into an active system might just turn it a different direction, unpredictably; you might steer a storm right into Miami that was just going to hit some empty marshes
• Dumping large amounts of radioactive materials into a storm heading towards you might just end up making a giant somewhat radioactive hurricane, which is not great
• Puerto Rico does not appreciate you dropping nukes just offshore

Currently Arch with KDE, switched recently from Gnome. Probably gonna swap to something a little more basic for the desktop environment, it’s pretty but in the words of Peter Griffin, “It insists on itself”

I get more responses here than I ever did at Reddit. Like you can engaged in a conversation, not just try to figure out the stupidest thing to say to get the most votes and making sure you post at like, 4am for maximum exposure

A soul is at best a description of the electrical and quantum interactions that take place in our brain, a personified phenotype of the sum of these things occurring in our head (and to a degree our eyes, mouth, ears, and skin).

I don’t believe in the soul in the traditional sense as it implies that there is one version of me – is my soul my 9yo self, my 20-something alcoholic self, the self as of this moment, or my Alzheimer’s-ridden self when I die? If it’s supposed to be a “perfect” version of me when I pass, then it’s kind of funny, because my spirit is, in a sense, a version of me that I’ve never actually met and wouldn’t recognize.