Don’t buy that crap. 'nuff said.

What do you mean “no other scifi series”? Muad’Dib Muad’Dib Muad’Dib

Every one is talking about that koala, but is that snake a Taipan by any chance?

(Nah, it isn’t.)

https://youtu.be/rldRZ4xxrEY?si=jZmKlLzjAumpSk-P

That’s idiotic

Don’t get it. Just drive over there, it’s not that there’s a border of some sorts. About 2 hours on the Autobahn from here (no speed limit btw, could crank my shit box to 166mph if I want it to die soon)

Dremel, polishing paste fine and very fine, polishing wheel and wobbles, and time. Test it on a small part, maybe under the ear piece, if you can pull it. Works with a bit of heat, mostly. Not too much heat, though. More hair dryer than a heat gun. If the discoloration is under the plating it’ll be silver in the best case, if it’s above it should work.

I’m curious about the fluxbox though.

… and another thing where I was apparently a trendsetter

Don’t laugh, I’m old: Fahrenheit. But Mafia was great, too. Witcher - almost. Loved the alien game with Ripley’s daughter too, forgot the name, something Sevastopol station. But that’s it for me in the last 20 years (!) I wish they would emphasize a good story more, but I guess that’s (graphic) novels for.

Nothing is ultimately safe, life is uncertainty. That doesn’t mean one should not care about privacy, but it’s apparently very difficult to tell people to use human sense and that pink mass between their ears. If I wanna use a wood planer, I should first learn at least the basics. They all want something “that just works”. Newsflash, nothing “just works”, paleolithic people knew that already.

What if you’re having two different sized feet? Asking for a friend.

Modern gaming? I’m playing war thunder since 2016 (with interruptions) and it feels like a chore since 7 years. Now as I think of it, the chores began for me back in the 90s in a point and click adventure on a 286 PC.

… who should not forget his Mehrlagensichtfensterklotzbodenbeutel full of his stuff (yes, it’s a real word here, it’s a large bag, mostly filled with cookies at the store)

In Germany I bring them to a “Wertstoffhof” (recycling station), open 24/7, they’re all over the country (not all are 24/7 open, but they are daily open)

I wonder who would buy mine? I made a hobby out of getting banned in the most subreddits possible.

When we lived in turkey 1982, my father was building a dam, we had a turtle masked “Mathilda”, she loved clover blossoms and wasn’t exactly small. One afternoon my mom had made her toenails with red nail polish. She was sitting there and reading the papers while my father and I were watching the turtle, coming like that picture here veeeery slowly for her toes. What can I say? Turtle bites, mother screams, we laugh, turtle flies, we still laugh, mother curses like a sailor. Turtle ok. Mother not so much.

What if it’s my family that annoys me?

Since I ordered sheep’s wool bed blankets for my wife and me, I really can relate.

I have seen him live, in Bremen, years and years ago, I remember it was really cool. And loud, very very loud in that small club.