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yesterday was not a good day for 80s icons I only ever saw being interviewed by David Letterman.

didn't buy their books or watch any shows they had or bought their videos.

just saw them on Letterman

RIP, Richard Simmons. RIP, Dr. Ruth
 
What we really need, as civilization inevitably advances, as culinary disciplines inexorably become more farcical, is simply wider plates of nachos. Knock off with the skyscraping towering stacks of chips and toppings, spread them out, cover all the chips.

All the chips.
 
What we really need, as civilization inevitably advances devolves, as culinary disciplines inexorably become more farcical, is simply wider plates of nachos. Knock off with the skyscraping towering stacks of chips and toppings, spread them out, cover all the chips.

All the chips.
FIFY and Thank You for saying it!! Even with a 14" plate I still need 3 layers... I'm holding out for a ceramic 24"x18" tray!
:bigmug:
 
Apparently when you drink a pint of beer you shorten your life by 9 minutes.

According to my calculations, I died sometime in 1644.
That is why I never drink a pint. Only 5, 10, 12, 22, or 40oz (when I am nostalgic for my youth) pours.
But those pints are going to kill you one day.
 
As I recall, the SD crossing happened at night time as part of a western Washington to Chicago and back trip. And I-90 misses pretty much all of the good stuff aside from plowing through the middle of the Bad Lands...

Cheers!
 
Totally random thought that occurred to me an instant after suffering a power outage yesterday: Do not share a UPS between an important computer and a NAS box! Bad juju! Don't do that.
 
Totally random thought that occurred to me an instant after suffering a power outage yesterday: Do not share a UPS between an important computer and a NAS box! Bad juju! Don't do that.
I'm drinking right now and using spinal agony as an excuse, so I meet the criteria for this thread...
Maybe it's the 'missing something obvious' that my brain damage left me with, but if I recall correctly (and there could be memory-loss issues at play here as well); The primary purpose of my UPS was to keep my 2 main studio workstations, SAN, DSL-modem, studio router/server and household router hiccup-free.
Is this too small a UPS to handle both? (*note- I usually only had one workstation in use at a time, and the server slept through most projects.) I suspect you have a far more demanding system than I did.
 
It's not a capacity issue, it's a functional one: if the UPS itself crashes, that sudden loss of power may corrupt both the computer's storage and the NAS as well, potentially severing any chance of recovery.

Cheers!
 
Yup.

This struck me (no pun intended) while viewing our municipal power company's Outage Map for a near-hit on our area yesterday (fallen tree wiped out a distribution nexus and the outage scope missed us by less than a mile). Dawn broke over Marblehead. I immediately sized up a second UPS dedicated to our NAS and our network infrastructure and ordered it from AMZ. It showed up last night and I just got done restructuring the affected AC connectivity.

Now I could lose my workstation, or my NAS, to a single failure, but not both! Cheap insurance, imo...

UPS_pair.jpg


Cheers!
 
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The fact that my entire body cracks like a glowstick every time I move, yet refuses to glow, really annoys me.
My gut makes a lot of noise anymore. It's like ferrets fighting in there sometimes. Especially in meetings or when I'm getting my teeth cleaned. Any place you need silence. If I was hiding from an axe-wielding psycho I'd be SOL.
 
Why would anyone buy a death bed?
Become increasingly exasperated and desperate to donate a kidney to your fast-fading younger sister while the transplant people tell you that you need to head down to Labcorp for your 5th consecutive 24hr piss test (over four squandered months) because "all the individual numbers are really great, but the algorithm results are still just a bit off from what we'd ideally like to see."

Then be told after the 5th consecutive 24hr piss test that, "Your individual numbers are still amazing, but I'm really sorry to tell you that our algorithm is still a bit off, so we'd like you to go to either the University of Washington or UCLA for a test that directly tests your kidney function. They're the only available hospitals that offer this test on the West Coast."

You're in Washington, DC.

You say, "Hopkins and GW are nearby, surely I can get that test done there, right?"

"Sorry, I already looked into that, but we don't have any actual established contacts with their kidney transplant centers so it'll take months before we could get you in for those tests. The good news is we can get the tests done at UCLA or U-Dub."

Me: "That's not good news."

That had me contemplating the purchase of a death bed. Screw their beuracracy and algorithms!

Ultimately, I packed up the Miata and drove West and was laid off while I squandered September, October, and November waiting for them to finish up their testing.

Finally, I get the good news! I'm an official kidney donor. My sister and my entire family is elated and I am more relieved than I've ever been in all my life. Sure, the surgery is scheduled for the end of December, but what's another squandered month, right? They just need me to come down for a couple more tests. No problem!

One of these last couple tests was to check whether my sister and I were compatible donors. Turns out my sister would "annihilate your kidney in a number of weeks."

"Hold the $($* on, you mean to tell me that you've only just now checked that we're compatible?"

"Yes, lot's of donors back out if they find out they're not compatible."

That's the second time I found myself contemplating the purchase of a death bed, just not for me this time.

Edit: Come to think of it, with the kidney donated and everyone settled into the happy ending. I'm still thinking about death beds because I keep getting random nastygrams in the mail saying that I need to pay up for my medical procedures. I subsequently waste hours on hold dealing with stupid, unfeeling private sector bureaucracies that cannot communicate with each other in the age of mass communication.

A healthcare system that ruins lives is not a healthcare system.
 
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Don't you hate putting a beer in the freezer and forgetting about it for 4 hours?

On an unrelated note, Whalers Rise Pale Ale (Rhode Island), not so bad.
 
If there were eight or nine billion individuals of an apex predator species on a fairly small planet that evolved by cooperated in groups numbering a few hundred, and they somehow got beyond that by developing complex hierarchical societies, which almost always tried to expand or gain profit by attacking and killing similar groups of their own species, almost as a matter of habit, while trashing their environment; how do you think it will work out when some of them develop technology most of them have no clue about, and even the creators or the technology can't say where it is going, ? but yet they insist on plowing forward, mostly for short term personal benefit or profit..anyway, to repeat myself; how do you think it will work out?

Now that is what I call a run on sentence. ;}
 
^^^ I doubt that either those who subscribe to the belief in such realms or those familiar with the concept of some sort or astral plain would agree with you paradigm. Just sayin,,,,
 
^^^ I doubt that either those who subscribe to the belief in such realms or those familiar with the concept of some sort or astral plain would agree with you paradigm. Just sayin,,,,
You must not like high quality rock n roll, I take it lol
 
It follows logically from the yogurt question.


(when I was in grad school, back when the continents were still shifting, one extremely late night, perhaps after a night out, trying to work on E&M physics homework, my office mate uttered that phrase, out of the blue. I think all 4 of us in the basement grad student office laughed until we passed out. And it's still funny today)
 
It is in my will, my casket is to be wheeled in 10 minutes after my funeral service starts.

My mom always said I will be late to my own funeral, & I'll be damned if my last act on earth is making a liar out of her
 
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