jupiterthunder4
jupiterthunder
jupiterthunder4

Don't ever buy anything out of a trunk. Ever.

Remember kids: Only the genuine products ever fall off the back of a truck. One of the advantages to manufacturing counterfeits is the underground industry has managed to eliminate this problem. How they've done it is a closely guarded secret.

That doesn't change the premise. If the buyer knows it's a fake trying to pass itself off as genuine and the buyer, knowing this, in turn tries to pass it off, the buyer is not hurt. The only damage done here is if someone sees this fake, not knowing it is a fake, discovers that it is poor quality and they attach

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Then I'll put that box inside another box and mail I'll mail it to myself. When it arrives, I'll smash it with a hammer!

I shall not confirm *meow* or deny *meow* that I am or am not a housecat *meow*.

I don't use glue traps anyway. Only mice problems I've had were easily handled by the cats I do have. I don't believe it is any more "act[ing] like a human and not a cat to kill something that need not be killed to solve the problem. As it pertains to this post, once the problem was in hand well enough that

If nature did not see fit for cats to be humane when killing mice, I see no reason why I should be. Besides that, there is no humanity of any kind in killing something that is only in a agonizing pain or staring at imminent death because I purposely put it in that condition.

I know it was most likely just thrown in there to feed some traffic to the old story, but....

The best thing I did to teach my kid how to tie her shoes. "You'r can use the computer again once you can tie your shoe." She had it down pat within a couple of hours. Helping a second one learn this now, but as she's not my kid, I don't get to use that her currency as a motivator.

You are young. So if excitement is all that the internship has to offer, I suggest you'll have plenty of time to find work that excites you as you move out of the entry-level position. Also consider that at the end of the internship, you'll probably still be facing an entry-level position.

You've misread. The internship is projected to be exciting. The full employment status position is expected to be boring. It also seems you've missed that the real job is available now (but maybe that is me misreading you). That's to say it's already been accepted that he has the skills necessary (or the ability

While Serneum makes a point, that same point can be used to emphasize that if this placement is about building experience, you can get the experience with a paycheck.

BBC blocked the copyright. Which tells me it must be hilarious.

I commented elsewhere. Looking at the steps, it appears he's not patching the viewing area. Which at best makes it an incomplete solution.

I would note that the portion of the screen he's patching is not the display area.

I had a horrible moment when I stuck my tablet in my bag, walked away for a while, came back to grab it as I was leaving, and watched as I was most horrendously made aware that I had not zipped my bag closed. My screen now has an evil spiderweb. This made me sad. Oh, so sad. But all was not lost. I picked up

Sure. Physics and coding. Especially physics. A lot of it is opentext/opencourseware stuff. I suspect some of it would be better to merge into single documents and I expect I'll find some redundancy of content. I haven't opened it all. Once I get the library under control I'll have a better idea of what I'm

I just dumped everything I have into one big library and discovered I have 1350 books. About 350 of those are recreation reading. The others are subject specific texts. And without Calibre, I probably wouldn't have more than 100. It would just be a burden otherwise.

When you say "automatically" I assume you mean automating the process. That made this article quite the letdown. I was thinking it was about to be a another well-timed article with tips for dealing with those files that don't scrape so easily.

It's cool until he starts eating dessert. According to the song "he died with his Ding-Dong in his hand".