six × nine = ?
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@guigirl Or RHEL.
If i am a such big chicken you are a wombat, dear
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@DoctorG said in six × nine = ?:
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@guigirl Hihi.
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Whispers, under her breath, hoping to avoid the same fate...
I find it interesting to speculate upon / wonder about the various V women, once prevalent in the forum &/or blogs, who seem to have [been?] disappeared over the years. As best i recall, only one of the departures corresponded with an forum announcement / discussion / farewell.
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@TbGbe said in Interview with Jon in The Daily Swig:
Haven't you heard of "Pandora's box"???
Uh oh, it's spreading...
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I simply refuse to believe that this is mere galactic coincidence!
Uranus also endures seasons of extraordinary magnitude. Each pole spends decades bathed in non-stop sunlight, before experiencing decades of total darkness. A human being who was born at sunset near the pole disappearing into autumn darkness, would have to wait 42 years to see their first spring sunrise.
I most certainly suspect the handiwork of Frankie and Benjy.
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Seeing as a certain person likes mentioning Nobody, I thought I'd dig something up ...
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@sgunhouse My friend asked me to advise you that in Nixlandia, her
nobody
& yourNobody
are separate, unrelated, entities, ergo with different UIDs. They're almost certainly also in different Groups, thus different GIDs.Yeah, her obsessively petty pointless pedantry annoys the hell outta me, too.
PS: She also says she'd not known of that singer/song before.
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@guigirl Sylvia is considered a country/pop singer from the '80s. According to Wikipedia, Nobody was her biggest hit. Well, so far anyway - they say she's still recording.
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"Well, let's just say, 'if your VCR is still blinking 12:00, you don't want Linux'."
- Bruce Perens
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Man wakes up after night on sleeper train to find it never left Glasgow
Not to be confused with...
Towards the rear of the building lay one old ship, slightly larger than the others, and buried beneath even deeper piles of dust and cobwebs. Its outline, however, seemed unbroken. Zaphod approached it with interest, and as he did so, he tripped over an old feedline.
He tried to toss the feedline aside, and to his surprise discovered that it was still connected to the ship.
To his utter astonishment, he realized that the feedline was also humming slightly.
He stared at the ship in disbelief, and then back down at the feedline in his hands.
He tore off his jacket and threw it aside. Crawling along on his hands and knees he followed the feedline to the point where it connected with the ship. The connection was sound, and the slight humming vibration was more distinct. His heart was beating fast. He wiped away some grime and laid an ear against the ship's side. He could only hear a faint, indeterminate noise.
He rummaged feverishly amongst the debris lying on the floor all about him and found a short length of tubing, and a non-biodegradable plastic cup. Out of this he fashioned a crude stethoscope and placed it against the side of the ship. What he heard made his brains turn somersaults.
The voice said:
"Transtellar Cruise Lines would like to apologize to passengers for the continuing delay to this flight. We are currently awaiting the loading of our complement of small lemon-soaked paper napkins for your comfort, refreshment and hygiene during the journey. Meanwhile we thank you for your patience. The cabin crew will shortly be serving coffee and biscuits again."
Zaphod staggered backwards, staring wildly at the ship. He walked around for a few moments in a daze. In so doing he suddenly caught sight of a giant departure board still hanging, but by only one support, from the ceiling above him. It was covered with grime, but some of the figures were still discernible. Zaphod's eyes searched amongst the figures, then made some brief calculations. His eyes widened.
"Nine hundred years ..." he breathed to himself. That was how late the ship was.
Two minutes later he was on board.
As he stepped out of the airlock, the air that greeted him was cool and fresh - the air conditioning was still working. The lights were still on.
He moved out of the small entrance chamber into a short narrow corridor and stepped nervously down it. Suddenly a door opened and a figure stepped out in front of him.
"Please return to your seat sir," said the android stewardess and, turning her back on him, she walked on down the corridor in front of him.
When his heart had started beating again he followed her. She opened the door at the end of the corridor and walked through. He followed her through the door. They were now in the passenger compartment and Zaphod's heart stopped still again for a moment.
In every seat sat a passenger, strapped into his or her seat.
The passengers' hair was long and unkempt, their fingernails were long, the men wore beards. All of them were quite clearly alive - but sleeping.
Zaphod had the creeping horrors.
He walked slowly down the aisle as in a dream. By the time he was half-way down the aisle, the stewardess had reached the other end. She turned and spoke.
"Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen," she said sweetly, "Thank you for bearing with us during this slight delay. We will be taking off as soon as we possibly can. If you would like to wake up now I will serve you coffee and biscuits."
There was a slight hum.
At that moment, all the passengers awoke.
They awoke screaming and clawing at their straps and life support systems that held them tightly in their seats. They screamed and bawled and hollered till Zaphod thought his ears would shatter. They struggled and writhed as the stewardess patiently moved up the aisle placing a small cup of coffee and a packet of biscuits in front of each one of them. -
Why does this just seem like a perfect Abbott & Costello homage?
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@Pathduck Or you could just turn your Linux box into a VCR
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Uncertain how well known Dr. Seuss is around the world, but a certain user's profile picture always makes me think of one of his books. After changing a few colors around, the similarities are uncanny.
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@nomadic Bigly impressive eagle-eyes & detectivising-skills you have there!
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Sigh, we're gonna need more walls.
https://www.theguardian.com/world/commentisfree/2022/jul/24/italy-mario-draghi-europe-eu-far-right
Brushing aside the differences between parties is no way to guarantee the stability of a system. It only places a lid on simmering water until the pot inevitably boils over
No wonder we are killing Gaia, when so many peeps remain so stunningly ignorant of basic physics etc. Geeez!
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Just look at what that naughty McCartney has got up to now!
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@guigirl Isn't this a case where the walrus is not Paul?
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@sgunhouse Yes, tis true. i had my pathetic pun in mind the instant i saw the lead photo but before i read the article body. Once i realised that in fact it's Pauline, i decided to trust & hope that
nobody
around here was a details-person... haha, fat chance!