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alias cls=clear

My first language was QB, so it makes me chuckle.

Also, alias cim=vim. If I had a penny...

I love this. Between the people who didn't notice it the same way I absolutely would not have, and the people who just say what obviously was intended, this could go forever and drive a couple of people absolutely insane.

Phil had been doing the last serged seam when a second needle went clean through the back of his head and out the one eyeball he had open, leaving him with the impression that a tower of iron had invaded his bench.

Frantically, he opened the eye he had been squeezing shut, and finished the seam moments before a follow-up strike from behind disabled his active puppet entirely. Luckily, he now had a puppet just-finished.

A moment's disorientation passed as he jumped to the fresh puppet, and he looked up from new eyes at the dismembered puppet he had been controlling, and at the three unfamiliar pups who had not yet caught onto his ploy and were wreaking havoc among what they thought was now an empty workshop. He counted his lucky stars he had decided to remote into work today, then went cold when he caught a single letter in a blue box on one of their backs.

"Facebook. Motherfucking Facebook," he muttered to himself, and popped the emergency shop EMP before things got any further, losing his feed. Nothing in the shop would be damaged worse than what he could replace them for by selling the Facebook puppets on, funny enough, Facebook marketplace. Acoustic monitors were silent moments after the pop, so hopefully he could trust the FB pups were downed.

But it left an ugly question: what about his small hackerspace had a big corp interested enough that it warranted sending a snip team?

Maybe he should find a different place to sell these puppets.

Oh that was just FSN, an actual filesystem browser for IRIX back in the day. You can install the port FSV if you want to browse your files as if they're 3D objects on Linux today

KHA-LI MAAA

Teenage Engineering

In case you didn't see the trick further down the thread - you have to make sure to install the windows version of the game that runs with proton. Then you can connect to online matches. Installing the linux version is a trap; frankly, they should just delist it at this point.

Lmao when they gave Char's face reveal the sparkles and bloom I was rolling. They were definitely hamming it up

Ooh, the concept of Lalah creating a universe for Amuro and Char each lines up really nicely with her comment about loving both. That's a good idea.

In the beginning it screamed at me. Images loaded line by line over minutes. The most novel thing was being able to message my friends, who would make a creaking door-opening sound when they came online, and set "away" messages with in-jokes or vague angsty song lyrics. I was told not to share any personal or private information, which made discussion rooms seem like mysterious masquerade balls. I could find anything about anything if I looked hard enough, and the minutes spent waiting for replies in discussion boards where your only caché was your previous interactions on the board felt like hours.

Quid erat illud? I rubicon't hear you

From the first episode of The Boondocks, the pivotal moment for main character Huey when he realizes dropping inconvenient truths on the rich won't upset them in the slightest:

Huey: "Ruin the party? They love me. These people aren't worried about us. They're not worried about anything. They're rich. No matter what happens, these people just keep applauding."