No. No. No. Don't just buy a raw one if you don't know what to do with it. Find a place that has prepared it in something. I recommend durian ice cream. The waitress warned me that it tasted like gas. I asked her if she meant the fuel or farts and she just repeated "gassy". It smelled sweet like unburned gasoline at a classic car show and earthy like a belt loosening fart. And yet somehow it doesn't actually taste bad. It's mostly just unsettling that it tastes as good as it does. I'm not sure I'd order it again, except on a dare or to horrify any companions that haven't experienced it yet. It's like spicy food, sometimes you've got to power through the initial stink/spice to really get to the hidden flavors.

This seems like a guarantee of failure for ANY actual use of the hitch. How is that even legal?

Chess is a war game, so allowing political assassinations or allowing the King to die just doesn't make any sense. Assassination of the King would just mean that the next in line becomes the new King. Only the King can surrender. So in order to force an end to the war you need to trap the King. Killing the King does not end the war, it just creates a new King.

The "E" (and similarly the "IE") at the end is a very different pronunciation indicator than an "E" in the middle of the word.

There's no need for the weird hate in your spoiler tag just because you don't understand something.

“The majority of the town council worked in the mill, and some of them had executive jobs, like supervisors. Any suggestion that there could be some problem with the mill itself, which was supporting them financially, was simply something that there was no economic incentive to even entertain.”

Some things never change. Also, the date of the photo is misleading because the metalworks had been belching out smog for over 30 years by 1948.

I have a very similar setup to yours, a relatively large music library around 1.7TB of mostly flac files on my server. I'm able to organize these files locally from my laptop, which at various times has run either OSX, various GNU/Linuxes, or Windows. However I do not bother pushing the files themselves back and forth over the network.

Even if I did, I wouldn't automate the syncing, I'd only run it manually after I'd done my organizing with Picard for that day. After all, it the organization with Picard isn't automated, why should the syncing be? I'd probably use rsync for this.

In actual practice I do this: Connect to my server from my laptop using ssh, forwarding X. Run Picard on the actual server through this remote connection. Picard runs just fine over ssh. Opening a browser from a Picard tag for occasional Musicbrainz.org stuff is a little slower but works. I would then use a tmux or screen session to run the rsync command when I'm done with Picard for the day for syncing to a backup if necessary.

I don't really bother keeping a whole copy of my music collection locally on my laptop or phone though, since It's been bigger than is practical for a long time. Managing multiple libraries and keeping the two in sync turned into such a hassle that I was spending more time organizing than actually listening (or making mixtapes/playlists). To listen to my music locally I've used either Plex or Jellyfin, sometimes MPD (like when my server was directly connected to my stereo receiver), or just shared the folder via samba and NFS.

The same way 90s kids learned to dress like earlier generations. We learned it from the movies and TV reruns. We learned to dress like 50s greasers from Grease. We got our 60s and 70s hippy fashion sense from Cheech and Chong.

Grungy Hacker chic: See movies like Hackers (duh), Strange Days, The Matrix, Fight Club, The Crow, Blade, The Fifth Element, Tank Girl, etc. Tight fits. (You can spot the squares in this aesthetic by their baggy tracksuit fits). Lots of dark and dirty retro futurism stuff. Deliberate splashes of vibrant colors if anything other than black. Lots of strange materials you wouldn't normally consider clothing. Did they literally pick that accessory out of the trash? Maybe. Eyeliner on everyone, even the boys, especially the sad boys. Big black boots.

For more normal stuff, see the fashions in Weekend at Bernies, Wayne's World, Airheads, Bill and Ted's Excellent and Bogus Journeys, Go, Mallrats, Chasing Amy, Clerks, Friday, Point Break, My Cousin Vinny, White Men Can't Jump, Bad Boys, Clueless, Empire Records, etc. Lots of baggy fits. Lots of flannel, usually layered over a T-shirt. Ripped Jeans. Mostly muted subdue colors, with occasional splashes of virbancy, like a loud tie on a brown suit. Big and often long hair on the boys (and no beards). Sneakers. Tracksuits. Typing this out, these styles seem way too real and not all that exaggerated.

And then very briefly, there was a flash of retro swing revival and everyone wanted to dress like Jim Carey in The Mask.

I guess younger imitators might try to throw all these styles in a blender and see what comes out. Flannel Goths. Bubblegum Neon Hackers. Zoot Track Suits. Ripped Jeans and literally garbage. No clothes at all, just rocking boots and their cyber deck/stim-suit like a princess from Mars as written by William Gibson.

and medieval Masons built stuff without math. https://youtu.be/_ivqWN4L3zU?si=2N_iyZiBD8eDpltR

That video shows that all of those ancient engineers relied heavy on math. What do think math is, if not all of the engineering principles laid out in that video?

Also: bacon, chives, green onions, parsley, other herbs. If you have a decent pair of kitchen shears, you can even break down a whole chicken in no time. Kitchen shears are my preferred method of spatchcocking a chicken for roasting.

You should read Misery.

That didn't stop that one guy from trying to dismantle Data. They had to have a whole court episode to re-affirm Data's autonomy and personhood.

Coffee is also a seed, not a bean.