I prefer to creep up on death, one cigarette at a time. Figure I’ll have that bastard in a couple decades.
I prefer to creep up on death, one cigarette at a time. Figure I’ll have that bastard in a couple decades.
It’s important to remember that - unless you work directly for the owner or an executive appointed by the board - they’re not your boss’ advocate either.
If the company is worth a shit, they don’t want bosses that abuse their power or make their subordinates miserable. Happy employees are productive employees.
We’ve rid ourselves of a few problem bosses that way. Of course, this only applies to legitimate issues. If a boss is causing people to quit, you’ve got a good case.
Like all things relating to people, it varies.
Some women actually prefer smaller penises. A friend of mine was that way - her ex husband was too big for her and sex hurt. Her next husband was smaller and she discovered that sex could be enjoyable for her, too.
Some like 'em big. And some don’t care.
Except in extreme cases, it’s generally not a deal breaker and usually not the most important factor for enjoyment. My girlfriend likes 'em big but her ex husband was well below average. He had skills, though, so she had no complaints (in regards to the sex, anyway).
As far as oral sex goes, you’ve been misinformed. Lots of women like to receive oral sex.
Cave dweller, perhaps?
The original makes sense to me.
You know, I don’t see the appeal of these. At least Garfield Without Garfield can be read as the descent of a lonely man into madness. These often as not just don’t make sense.
How does the server take communion?
Fortunately, my ex wife waited until after the honeymoon to get up to epic shit when I wasn’t around.
As far as dollar amount, probably some meal with my girlfriend. We don’t do fancy but usually have one nice meal on a vacation.
But as a percentage of my income - something called Bonzai Chicken I ordered for $70 on my honeymoon back in the 90s. I made $7/hr at the time. I didn’t know it had curry in it or that I was allergic to curry. I spent the remainder of my honeymoon sick as a dog.
Sorry, too busy counting digital outputs on Modicon PLCs to think about that stuff.
You’re free to use whatever license you want for software you write.
The term “open source” has an actual definition, just like the term “free software” does. Both definitions say you can’t restrict who can use the software or what they can use it for.
No, I mean that item number 6 of the Open Source Definition specifically states you cannot restrict the use of the software for any particular field or endeavor. That includes use in military applications.
If you have restrictions like that in your license, it’s not open source.
Better yet, who here worked IT when the Loveletter worm hit? Fun times.
A license that has restrictions like that doesn’t meet the criteria to call itself “open source.”
Also indexes. Once you’ve been bitten enough by off-by-one errors this actually becomes a pretty handy double-check.
Elon used to say he was going to found a Mars colony. I don’t pay much attention to him so maybe he doesn’t talk about it anymore, but it was a big thing maybe fifteen years ago.
Look up “rabbit starvation” some time. Rabbit’s fine but you have to be sure your diet is diverse enough.
Or we just don’t like the taste. I’m not picky about what part of the animal I eat (except chitlin’s… the smell put me off those forever). I’ll eat gizzards all day. Chicken liver tastes like dirt to me.
Ditching the UNIX philosophy is a bad idea.
It’s a very useful guideline. There are times when those rules should be broken - systemd may be one of those - but by and large the UNIX philosophy has served us well.
Don’t anthropomorphize computers.
They don’t like it.