I’m afraid I don’t know anyone that can help you with that.
I’m afraid I don’t know anyone that can help you with that.
Some things are just worth dying for <shrugs> 😁
If you hadn’t specified, I would have sworn that, with your vivid description, you must have been talking about 23 Farenheit. On a 23C day, I would be in the garden in short-sleeves soaking up the heat! Hahaha
That sounds like a good productive temperature 😀 I must admit, I run a little foot heater during the mornings at work (office, onsite) to defrost my extremities!
Interesting idea, banking some heat ahead of a storm. We regularly lose power here, but not for any significant length of time (minutes, not hours or days)
I don’t know if our doors seal well enough to maintain any kind of temperature differential between rooms. I had never considered the consequences! It’s kinda humid around the hills though, so we keep windows open during the day to keep fresh air moving around, even during winter (Southern Australia)
I think we would have to set fire to our curtains to sustain 23C in here… that’s crazy talk! Y’all run around in socks and underpants? lol
Hahaha twenty-two?! I fear I may not know that feeling again until October!
Ahh how I wish for good insulation! Empty walls and breezy windows for us. How very grateful we are that Australian winters are mild 😬
Do it. Smother that thing in vanilla ice cream for extra dietary regret.
I’m not even sure they would be moved to “sheer horror”.
If I saw a video of a monkey, flinging poo at another monkey, instead of using it to fertilise their banana trees, I would just chuckle and eat another biscuit. I would then move on to the next video, or seek out yet more biscuits.
I feel as though this is the relative scale of empathy we evoke as a species at this point 🤣
This. This is my favourite take on the whole conundrum.
Thank you - also “new”, as of now!
Can highly recommend the vanilla, although the good stuff isn’t terribly frugal. When feeling lavish, I can also recommend basting both sides of the bread in egg mix, and buttering the pan instead. Then re-butter the pan before flipping (remove, wipe, butter, replace on flipside).
Serve with sprinkle of sugar, and a generous twist of juice from a garden lemon. drools
But I’m not a wizard, I’m just Harry!
We need a one-line explanation (I cannot find words to distill this), demonstrating that instance selection is entirely arbitrary - users need to not only believe it, but understand it intuitively, and quickly. And it’s not intuitive to most persons’ Web experience (With every internet decision I have made since IRC, the domain at which I hoist my flag, has defined the content available to me. Why would I register with an instance that hosts only thirty users? Don’t I want to be where the other people are? Hang on, if the choice is arbitrary, why am I presented with a choice at all? Surely I’m missing something. No, I don’t understand this, and so just in case, I should put myself where the other people are. If it wasn’t better over there, they wouldn’t all be there. Hang on, how do I hop between instances seamlessly? Why are there instances? What even is an instance? Why am I here? Who am I?)
Just address those concerns in ten words or less, and problem solved! XD (I may or may not have had the same questions)
It was always going to happen, and the best time to shit the bed, is when you’ve already wet yourself, because the sheets have to be changed anyway, right?
What a result! The spiteful bastard in me wishes it were permanent. Fuck corporate culture, fuck two-faced slimeball dickshits, and fuck /u/spez.
Good luck, stranger! :)