Yeah, it’s the floaty feeling, I think that I had installed them, but IIRC you had to configure them by editing a config file and I couldn’t get it to work just right
Yeah, it’s the floaty feeling, I think that I had installed them, but IIRC you had to configure them by editing a config file and I couldn’t get it to work just right
I guess the Manjaro partition on my dual-boot laptop will finally be woken up for the first time in months
Side note: Anyone got advice on how to make my Synaptics touchpad work the same as it does on windows? That’s like my number 1 pet peve whenever I try Linux on my laptop
Sudoku is my go-to for boring time on the airplane
And not everyone who speaks it as their 2nd or 3rd language makes that mistake
Also, I’d say that odds also favour places that nobody really gives a shit about, like sure, US, UK, China, Russia, large parts of Europe, and North Korea are probably guaranteed to be nuclear craters, but I doubt that any of the missiles are pointed at Africa or most of South America
Because as long as the Russian state exists and can point to their “history” as an empire and use it as an excuse to take over their neighboring countries (like Latvia, the place where I’m from), I won’t be satisfied.
Unfortunately nobody is bombing Moscow yet, so anything that isolates and makes the population more angry and can hopefully topple the government is a good thing in my book
RS50 is such a fun bike, and I know the pain with the carb, I have to ride mine uphill, also, just replaced the 12mm flat slide carb with a 17.5mm round slide, runs quite nice
That’s why I kinda like my carburated 2-stroke motorcycle.
Needs just 3 wires from the engine to work and 1 to shut it off. Weighs just around 100kg and will propel me to 90km/h with just a 50cc cylinder.
Not to mention the smoke, sound, and the narrow powerband, just love that feeling.
Yeah, idk what that guy is about, few months ago the outside temp was like 32°C and, because my apartment has crap insulation, the inside temp was either equal or higher. That was not fun and didn’t help with going outside at all.
Not to mention just randomly scrolling in public and whoops, it’s a random porn clip brought to you by lemmynsfw
For me it’s kinda unfocused, like I can imagine a ball on a table and someone giving it a push.
Only after I force myself to think a bit harder about it, I get a regular square wooden table in a kitchen-esque room, with a silver pinball on it, while a guy approaches it and gives it a small push, at the same time, the post didn’t ask me to imagine the ball falling off the table, so the ball barely rolls at all.
There was someone who mentioned that they like anon’s profile picture on another post.
It was the attached pic
That’s what my phone is set at 24/7, the only time it makes a noise from the speakers is when the alarm goes off in the morning.
Specific forums for certain things are still the best.
I have an Aprilia motorcycle from 1999, and the Aprilia forum has 20 years of info, discussion, and advice on that specific motorcycle.
It is also a bit surreal seeing someone reply to my question and see that they joined the forum itself back when I was less that 1 years old.
Meanwhile me with a 1500 YouTube music video playlist of liked music and a pile of CDs that I bought used, featuring the artists in that playlist
Continuing with the food analogy.
The problem is that I’m basically up for trying almost anything.
I know what I foods I probably wouldn’t like (paprika for example).
And there are certain foods that I like more than others, but there is no hard preference.
Asian food? No problem.
Pizza? Love it.
McDonald’s bit plain but always reliable.
Kebab? Nice.
There simply is no preference, as long as I like the taste and it fills the stomach, I am happy.
Happens more often than not for me
I don’t remember any of the versions of this story involving money.
Nobody ever mentioned where the materials came from, it was just two dumbasses who decided to build their houses out of inferior materials
I feel the same about my apartment door (my apartment was built in the 1970s), it has a mailbox attached to the inside of it and there is a slot in the door to put mail in it from the outside, it gets rarely used since most of the mail is delivered to the newer mailboxes installed by the stairs on the first floor, but If I’m not home, the delivery driver usually drops the slip in there.
However, below the mailbox is another, smaller, door that is intended specifically for newspapers. I tried to open it out of curiosity, but the latch was quite stiff and was painted over at some point, so probably the previous tenant also didn’t use it. That means that small door has probably been closed for at least a decade, if not more, and probably will remain closed forever.