InEnduringGrowStrong@sh.itjust.works

Phoque Amazon/Fuck Amazon.

What year is it? 1999?

The way deleted users is handled kinda sucks right now. I’d say… reach out to the spammy user’s home instance admin and have them delete that user’s content.

Also: Light therapy thing. Relatively cheap and easy, helps a lot with the moodiness of winter.

Fuck modern appliances.
I’m lucky enough to have bought both washer/dryer almost 20 years ago. Both of 'em for $600 at Future Shop, which now ironically only exists in the past.

I never really think about these appliances, which is the nice part that I realky love about them.
They don’t remind me they exist with beeps or phone notifications. They just do their thing.
Anyway, the washer is an old, cheap top loader, that can also periodically be used to tamp the soil beneath your foundation to make sure your house is stable. You activate that feature by bunching the bed sheets all wrong on the same side of the drum.
That’s a nice feature that’s been deprecated in newer models.
It’s an overall easy model to repair because it’s mostly just an oversized salad spinner with 2 water valves and a pump.
The dryer is like the quiet nephew that you like but never hear much about, nothing much to say really, but it works.

Anyway.
When the temperature dial on the washer broke 15 years ago, there was no way I was paying $90 to buy some complicated part that would break again.
So I just removed the knob and twisted the stranded wires to a dumb switch that you could reach by putting your finger in the knob hole as a proof of concept, left for the cold valve, right for hot. Sketchy? Sure. Warm? I don’t know? Use a bit of both, or whatever.
I never even got around to actually solder it, which is weird because I’ve soldered lots of electronics. It worked, I guess I forgot, so whatever.

Until it stopped working a few months ago, having finally shaken itself loose and I opened it up again, only then realizing I didn’t solder it way back then. Oops.
This time, I ordered a proper 3 position rotary switch, which I did solder. Left for the cold valve, right for the hot valve, and amazingly: middle for both, which is how warm water is made.
I also 3d printed a knob to fit the new switch.
Fancy right? but my last repair is still nowhere near as complicated as the original broken part was and we still only ever use the cold water setting.

Now, it turns out the reason the original part is complicated and expensive is that in normal washers, the temperature selection thingy only ever changes the washing temperature and not the rinsing temperature.
This means which valve needs to open has to change depending on where it is in the wash cycle, thus the more complicated part.

Anyway, technically, my washer now has more features than before it broke in the sense that we could theoretically now rinse with hot or warm water, which y’all plebs probably can’t. Not that we ever use anything but the cold setting, but we could and you can’t.

The dryer? It has just kept working.
Now and then we’d feed it something wrong like a bunch of loose balls from an old bearing that was sitting in a pant pocket or a set of lockpicks or whatever and I take the back panel apart to retrieve the stuff stuck in the back elbow somewhere. When that happens, I also vacuum the lint that is stuck in this quantum realm of not being caught in the lint filter, but also not expelled out, just caught in that same hungry void elbow.

Both have no music, no tunes, no beeps, no capacitive buttons that you don’t quite know if you pressed or not, no lockout, although there’s a safety switch that stops the drum from turning if you open the lid. No wifi, no app, no mold.
There’s no soap dispenser, although I do have a peristaltic pump and tubing so I could easily enough just drop that in a jug of liquid detergent and time how much to use… but… we prefer powder detergent anyway because shipping water around is just dumb when I can get the same shit in concentrated powder and add water myself, which washing machines conveniently already do.
A bucket of the stuff lasts several years too.

They’re old and all that, but these things keep on doing what they’re made for while friends have gone through 3-4 sets in the same time line.

Fuck modern appliances.

The bait post does read like a 9 year old just learned the words pipi, caca, boudin or something.

I might not have all the numbers because it’s a remote community (to me) and it seems the bans and some of these downvotes might not all have federated to us, maybe from a lack of SJW subscribers at some point in time.
Those I can see have single digits total votes, so that wouldn’t really meet my ban threshold even for a small community.

I do ban mass-downvoters now and then on SJW. At some point, if your only interaction with a community is repeatedly, exclusively downvoting stuff, either learn to curate your feed or GTFO, but I do have a much higher bar than this.

Old trick from the 90s, as old as HTTP/1.0

I so sometimes chew ice, I eat frozen mangos like popcorn, never a hint of brain freeze doing that.
I do get near instant brain freeze from eating slushies through a straw though.
The more you put it up against your palate, the more likely the brain freeze, so maybe how one chews ice makes a difference here.

Mobile networks.
It used to be absolutely amazing to get 1.5Mbps into your home with bulky equipment, on a dedicated copper line. Now you can get 100x times that bandwidth, while moving, on a device that fits in your pocket.
Batshit.

“Free speech absolutist”
aged like milk

Instance agnostic link:
!plantbased@lemmy.dbzer0.com

The only pedo in this situation is the strawman one you just made the fuck up in your own head.

Seasonal flu shots won’t protect you from bird flu.
I think seasonal flu shots also now contain strains of H1N1 (swine flu), but not this latest bird flu.

Getting it might still help your odds against bird flu, even if only by lowering your chances of ever catching both at the same time.
Simultaneous infection isn’t gonna be fun.

You getting a seasonal flu shot might also help the population in more roundabout way.
If less people need care for seasonal flu complications, health services will be less overloaded and more available to eventual bird flu patients if a bird flu pandemic did break out.

Yea, it’s not the first time I’ve seen this discussion either.
I don’t wanna seem like I’m not believing you or belittling your experience, I just find it weird that we (we, users, as a whole, not just you and I) have such wildly different experiences with it.

As is, I have a vastly better experience with my own nextcloud than with corporate’s onedrive, with more stuff on mine.

Wish I knew why it’s so inconsistent.
Even though my nextcloud experience is fine, I know plenty of people with the opposite.

Legit have had none of these issues.
I do get a notification once in a while if I modify a picture fast enough, like a quick crop and it’s still uploading. Like snap pic and edit within the same 5 seconds or so.
Basically just a: “there are multiple versions of the same file (which is true), which one do you wanna keep”.

Then again mine is running on a pretty beefy server which might hide issues rooted in performance.
I remember it being hell when I was running it on a RPi.

Yea only times I’ve had issues is if I run out of space allocated to the container that runs it.
I currently have 16GB of phone uploads and 540G overall, it works fine

I think it’s meant to tell you the app has access to your microphone, which could be useful to know from a privacy perspective.
If it’s anywhere, it might be in privacy related settings.

Nextcloud’s instant upload feature?
Whenever I take a picture or screenshot it’s uploaded there.

Nextcloud might be overkill if that’s the only feature you need. I’ve never used the more involved stuff like chat or document editing, just sync.

The opposite doesn’t mean you’re right either.

That’s rough.
My best buddy died 20ish years ago, fell asleep at the wheel on the highway maybe 1km before his exit. There’s no rhyme or reason to this shit, he certainly didn’t deserve to die anymore than I deserve to live.
Yet here we are, and they aren’t.
When it gets harder, I tell myself to enjoy these things; he would if he was here.
Hey, I won’t pretend this actually works much, but it’s still nice to remind myself for a fleeting moment that he wouldn’t want me to stay in this gloomy mood.