Muddybulldog

Which has always been an asinine point of view. By the time a site has blocked the paste the password is already in the clipboard. No security has been added in that regard, only frustration.

Among other things, I’d keep going to work. I enjoy my job. What I’ll really enjoy is every time someone tries to pawn off something on me that’s not actually my job I’ll tell them, “not my job”

As someone who had a slight stutter at a young age that made him even more heroic in my eyes.

James Earl Jones. He was doing a book signing in his small hometown, not far from me, when his autobiography was published. As it was such a small shop he spent time talking with everyone who came by. Hearing Darth Vader’s voice coming from such a humble and relatively soft-spoken man was an amazing experience.

Storage is cheap but most of the instance operators that are setting up right now aren’t prepared for how much storage they’re going to need and it’s associate costs. I’m not talking the big boys like .World, but the hundreds of private and semi-private instances being set up on $12/mo VPS and such.

After 30 days of running my single user instance I’m at 23GB of storage. Since I’m using on prem equipment I have the lowest cost per GB possible and am not the least concerned. We’re going to see a ton of attrition with hosted instances as the costs of ownership goes from 10, to 20, to 40, to $50+/mo. due to storage. Many aren’t in anyway prepared to tackle the topic of moving PICTRS off to object storage or engage in other mitigations.

Acting skills.

I have fond memories of seeing movies with my father in the theatre. I’m often left to think… hmmm… That was not so appropriate. Alien & Animal House rise to the top of the list.

This is probably the best upside of running a semi-private/personal instance. While I’ve taken steps to overpopulate /all it’s still doesn’t contain any garbage communities. If one happens to slip through it’s a quick fix to eradicate it.

I lowered my expectations. Putting less pressure on myself gave me the breathing room to eventually realize that what I thought I wanted was wrong. I’m not the person I imagined I was going to be and I’m grateful for it.

Seriously. To what, save one laser bolt? Damn beancounters.

I’d be surprised if they weren’t.