I’ve never been motivated to create a time machine, but you’ve suddenly made it extremely appealing…
I’ve never been motivated to create a time machine, but you’ve suddenly made it extremely appealing…
What if we can’t see God because we’re all just a bunch of random synapses firing in some higher beings brain while they’re having a fever dream? After our world “ends” they’re gonna wake up and go “holy shit that was a fucked up dream”
I gave myself myself a concussion almost the same way, except my clumsy ass was getting into my car and I slammed the side of my head on the roof of my car, everything went black, and then the door that I had already started to swing shut came and slammed into the other side of my head, knocking me back to my senses. I had a dent above my ear for a year lol.
I was cleaning out awhile ago and found my first ever smartphone, a Galaxy s3. Boy, the memories… that phone sure wasn’t perfect, but I think it’s still my favorite phone, and it was literally the perfect size for my tiny ass hands. I hate hauling a small tablet around.
I missed that update! This is great news!
I’m in the (gradual) process of switching all my stuff from Gmail and Google to Proton mail. I really like the mail client and Proton Drive works better on my computers than Google Drive did, but Proton Drive doesn’t back up my phone yet and I wish they had an office suite like Google does. I don’t put anything important or private on Google docs, but it’s useful to be able to access my textbook notes from any of my computers. I haven’t used the password manager because I’m using Bitwarden, which I really like.
I would love to consider getting an electric car whenever I can afford a new(er) vehicle. But there’s no way my landlord will let me run an extension cord from my 3rd story apartment around the building and around the pond between my building and the parking lot. It’s sad that an EV would be so great, but its really a mark of privilege to own both in initial affordability and just having the place to park and charge one. Not that it matters, I can’t afford anything other than my 24 year old Honda.
Is that how I ended up with crippling depression and anxiety?
Now do it for MySpace and Twitter!
I think it’s a more modern version of what we in EMS call “treat the patient, not the monitor.” AKA, if your patient looks like they’re in distress, is having trouble breathing, etc, but you throw them on the monitor to get vitals and it’s reading that everything is within normal levels, don’t just sit back and be like well clearly you are fine, stop saying you cant breathe because my little lifepack says otherwise. Either the monitor is wrong or they’re doing some hard-core compensation to keep themselves within normal ranges, so let’s treat them and not what the computer says.
My dad worked at a bank at the time. I don’t know much about his job, it’s over my head, something about daily transfers and loans of large amounts of money between banks, dealing with the federal reserve, and making sure bank reserves are stable and where they need to be (he’s the person I call whenever I hear of a coming recession or a bank collapse that hits the news, because he gives me the no bullshit or hysteria facts of whether or not I should be concerned and start buckling down or not). I was just a kid for Y2K, but I do remember it’s the only time in my life my dad ever worked overtime, he went from being an off work at 5 on the dot to not getting home until after our bedtime every day for months before New Years. I honestly have no idea what he was doing, but he was busy making sure something was good to go.
If my clock app didn’t have the option to set alarms for days of the week I’d be fooked. I can tell it to ring every Monday-Thursday (the days I have class) and then not have to worry about turning it on and off every day or for the weekend. If I need turn it off for a day it will auto turn on the next day. Otherwise I’d have slept through so many days of work and school by forgetting to turn on my damned alarm I swear.
I’m also from PA and moved to a southern state. It’s fun when it’s 60 degrees out and everyone is walking around in winter jackets and scarves and I’m in a t-shirt literally dripping sweat. My first winter it was 55 out and someone said “I can’t wait for spring to come, I’m so sick of the cold.” I just looked at them and said “uh… where I come from, this is spring.”
What is the difference between a magnet link and a torrent file?
Wow, that was super informative. Thank you!
All of you commenting have been so much nicer than everyone on the tech pages. I don’t even go there because everyone is all “Linux is God, if you don’t understand everything about it why are you even on lemmy lolololol” and I just want some building blocks to start my knowledge :)
Ok, so I do know about all this, but I guess I never knew this was what it was called
So - and to be clear, I’m not interested in pirating or sharing illegal data (or even setting up a torrent at this time)- for informational purposes and trying to be better educated, how do you even torrent? Everyone talks about it like it’s some easy thing, but do you have to use a certain server, websites, or what? How do you set up a torrent?
On another note, I wish there was an “internet privacy and general use for dummies guide” that wasn’t just “don’t share your personal info online”. I’m not an idiot, but I wasn’t allowed on the internet as a kid so there’s huge gaps in what I know. I’m in a weird gap where I’m above the average non-tech savvy person (I know enough that I built my PC) but I don’t know enough to begin to understand what tech savvy people are talking about. I’m trying to soak up as much knowledge as I can without looking like a complete idiot.
So, in really simple terms, meta data is like a customs declaration slip on a package?
Does kbin.social have any decent apps?
Shit, I’ll never forget being at home watching the towers burn on TV as a kid and seeing things falling from them and asking my mom what they were and hearing “those are people jumping rather than burn to death”. Horrifying. What a choice to make.