Pantsofmagic

A chat app for every friend and a launcher for every game. We live in a utopia.

I’m so glad I’m not alone in this opinion. It’s absurd.

Welcome!

You are wise beyond your years. In respect I look at the late 90s as maybe my favorite period when the Internet was mostly run by (and used by) smart engineers and techies and not corrupted by misinformation and data mining. IRC was great at doing what discord does today. The web still had fun stuff and shareware was great to explore. Broadband was ramping up so speed was good for people who had it.

I’m a proponent of EVs and I’m looking forward to getting one at some point but “most” EVs don’t hold a charge for over 400 miles. Many are offered with a high range option that almost meets this mark, but that’s also under ideal conditions. I have several coworkers with EVs and we talk a lot about the range effects in the winter, or in hilly areas, etc.

Also you’d have to be crazy to plan out a trip that depletes your battery all the way, so that wouldn’t be for a 400 mile trip.

One thing that’s turning me off from EVs (currently) is the constant battling over charging standards. This creates more uncertainty than I’d like.

I truly wish for more memes of this nature

The one folder where this is really painful is the WindowsApps for Windows store stuff. I had one situation where I reinstalled Windows and I had a couple of hundred gigs of games in a WindowsApps folder. The new install wouldn’t use the folder, so it became wasted space. The new install also wouldn’t let me delete / reclaim the directory no matter how much dicking around with permissions I did. I think I had to kill it from either Linux or a USB Windows installer command prompt.

Yahoo came before most search engines. Then there was lycos and webcrawler and the early search engines that were always overloaded, then came stuff like Google.

Also don’t forget stuff like prodigy and compuserve and bbs’s before the web had much content.

I fucking love PBS Newshour

GIVE ME ALL THE BEANS

Beans are on the menu boys. Let’s fucking goooooooo

Pony up big man. Give it the beans.

It seems as though 32 beans has struck some sort of nerve. We must rage against the dying of the light.