It has nothing to do with the type of media and everything to do with the file system being used by Windows, FAT.

The issue isn’t about what it can and can’t do, it’s that it is CONSTANTLY attempting to step in and “fix” my spreadsheet in bizarrely inane ways. Why won’t it give me the “shut up and stay the fuck out of my way” option? There is no option to remove or silence copilot. That damn thing follows my cursor like a ring wraith after Frodo. It has already fucked up more than one of my spreadsheets without asking or being asked. If I hadn’t been paying attention, I might not have caught the absolutely bat shit insane edits it was making to simple and correct functions I’d already entered. No, copilot you don’t know what I’m doing. Clippy was less intrusive.

Tasker can still automate almost all of this for you.

I setup some tasker automations so that I can leave my phone entirely in my pocket. When my phone connects to my car Bluetooth it: turns up media volume, sets the phone to “do not disturb”, opens and starts playing the last music player I was using (podcast, Spotify, Plexamp, or your media player of choice. Notably mine never switches to things that play video by default), initiates lockdown on my phone in case of fascists, etc. If I want to navigate somewhere or choose something different to listen to, that is something I start before I start the car. I get all my navigation cues via voice guidance, but the quality of that guidance can suffer from vagueness in general and confusion specifically in the midst of construction. I used to have it automatically read text messages aloud, but between reaction emojis, photos, gifs, and links that became super annoying. You can also setup an auto-reply to incoming texts that just say, “I’m driving and I’ll get back to you later.” That turned out to be annoying to, so I just silence them all. When my phone disconnects from my car Bluetooth, tasker sets everything back to the way it was before with the exception of lockdown mode.

Using voice commands kind of requires relaxing your privacy requirements, so I left those options out of this discussion.

That’s my point. Your judgemental “speaking your truth” is antithetical to the entire point of the post. To be sure, it is a paradox of tolerance, but that’s no excuse.

Given how hung up you are with what other people enjoy (it’s sooo gracious of you to not complain to them directly) and your judgement of the “quality” of that enjoyment, maybe you should try a little more of that introspection you seem to admire. As long as they’re not hurting anyone else, their hobbies are theirs. Not everybody needs to be a philosopher for their hobbies to have meaning to them. This post isn’t about YOU approving or accepting of other people’s weird hobbies. It’s about admiring people because of their enthusiasm, regardless of you or anyone else thinks. Focusing on your own judgmental attitudes about those hobbies totally and completely misses the point.

A burger is a sandwich with ground meat pressed together to form a patty. A patty is similar to, but also distinct from, a sausage. No patty? Not a burger. A sloppy Joe, pulled pork, or pulled chicken sandwich are similar, but definitely not burgers because there is no patty.

He’s blinding it by putting a bag over its head, but the bag is strangely not illustrated. Ostriches calm significantly once they can’t see. The meme of an ostrich sticking their head in the sand has some basis in reality, especially considering they love building their nests in sandy areas.

I think the guy in the front is pantomiming putting a bag over its head, but the bag itself is missing from the illustration.

Whataboutism is an easy logical fallacy to fall into. Art being supported by rich patrons isn’t exactly a modern new thing. And brands are kind of inherent in the fashion industry anyway. This kind of art may not be my thing or your thing, but it’s still art, and still VERY different than demeaning gossip around gender stereotypes.

Admiring artistic fashion choices by people that often make other kinds of popular art and denouncing the reactions of misogynists attempting to demean and dehumanize those artists simply because they are women are two VERY different things. What’s sadder is your “both sides” reaction to a clearly toxic attitude vs. people exhibiting art through fashion.

The song wasn’t worried that the drink would make you sick. The song is about common items being used to treat a variety of aliments. Scurvy? Eat a lime. Headache, probably from dehydration or low electrolytes? Coconut water will fix that. Hungover? Coconut water and lime is actually a great tasting way to start feeling a little better. This song is like the saying “an apple a day keeps the doctor away” with a catchy island beat.

Also, if you’re not already familiar with Harry Nilsson. Go check out his stuff. Great singer and song writer. His music in the movie “The Point” absolutely shaped my perspective on the world as a child and it’s themes continued to resonate throughout my life.

Difficult to do it in a way that is physically consistent with a camera lens/sensor.

That’s really not true at all. Lots of photo software has precise metrics on a multitude of actual camera lenses specifically to compensate (remove) for the inherent optical properties of said lenses. Using those same metrics to mimic the optical properties of those lenses, rather that remove them, is also fairly common. The optical properties of the sensors are obviously also well known, otherwise digital photography simply wouldn’t work. This photo may or may not be AI, but the existence of blurring neither proves nor excludes either possibility.

I did that, but on the ride to school.

Complimenting people can feel like a shameful act. But, I’ve tried to learn to not be ashamed about being genuinely complimentary as long as I’m not being a creep or intrusive about it.

• That’s a great color on you!
• Random thing I admire about you that you clearly chose or cultivated.
• Somebody here is wearing an amazing perfume/cologne.
• You handled that situation with a grace/creativity/enthusiasm that I envy.
• Your’s was a truly insightful or creative take.
• NOT comments on the things about themselves they have little or no control over (like height for men, or breast size for women. You’re complimenting people not objects).

I like to just drop the genuinely positive truth bombs and walk away like a geriatric crop dusting the early bird special. They (the target of said compliment) should not feel obligated to acknowledge reciprocate in any way. This suddenly feels shamefully long winded. Be cool to each other.

FTFY: I have pan in both my legs.

Odd design choice. My oven turns the light on when the door is opened (in addition to a manual option). Maybe somebody “repaired” your oven at some point and replaced the door switch for the light with the wrong type? I had to be aware of this when I replaced a similar switch connected to a relay that turned a light on in a closet when you opened the door. I don’t remember the specific jargon at the moment, but it boiled down to whether or not the switch was open or closed by the action of depressing the switch. I think the language might have been something like normally open or normally closed.

In order to keep printers working properly they require regular blood sacrifices, tears are also acceptable. Most printers get these by accident as people clear paper jams, refill ink or toner cartridges, etc. Some printers clearly behave and perform better long term than others. More complexity (colors, 2 sided printing, large format, etc.) usually correlates to a larger thirst for blood/stress/anxiety. Remember Colin Robinson, the psychic vampire from “What We Do in the Shadows”? I’m pretty sure his spirit animal would be a color inkjet printer/scanner combo from late 90’s.

This is why the fuck: american football evolved from Association Football (soccer) and rugby. Americans didn’t take over the name, the names for each version of the “ball game on a field with goals at either end” developed from different regional slang as each sport evolved and grew into popularity in their respective places. Each of those sports developed various shortened or slang versions of their name. Rugby was really Rugby football. Association football became soccer, a term coined in London and adopted by Americans. Gridiron football evolved from both and become what Americans just called football.

What’s wrong with spouse? Have people forgotten that thesaurus exist? Spouse is already gender neutral, literally means married partner, and doesn’t sound like a corporate speak buzzword to make the drones feel like family.

More like by design for an LTS release.