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Cake day: August 15th, 2023

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  • Apps are somewhat buggy right now. My shokz will partially disconnect after the first song and exercise audibles are non-existent. (The audio mutes, but the watch still responds to play/pause button presses. This could be just an issue with the shokz app being confused for the time being.)

    No difference in GPS connect time from the pixel watch 3, which has been historically buggy at times.

    But yeah, random glitches all over the place. It’s tolerable enough and would expect app updates to fix most of them.


  • Could be as simple as a sensor. If there are other engine codes, that could mean a bigger issue. The obvious first steps are to check if the cat is actually still there or if wires to the sensors are damaged.

    Catalytic converters can last a long time unless combustion issues or other serious engine problems are ignored. TBH, catalytic converter codes are generally just a symptom of something else. So, do as detailed of an inspection as you can for any wiring damage or leaks. If you have any leaks, try your best to identify the kind of fluid it is. Maybe you can get a hint about what else is going on.

    Combustion control is horrendously complex, so it could be any number of things from bad spark plugs to a malfunction in the EGR system. Any information you can gather about the problem now may save you some time and money later.

    (I dunno if you know anything about cars, but I just covered the basics, just in case.)



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    The personality of the actor always outweighs the role they play in movies for me. I love the original Mission Impossible as a kid, but that was destroyed when the story was appropriated by scientology.

    No matter how “good” a character is in the movies, it’s ruined by knowing the person playing that character is a complete douche.

    The problem for me is not what it seems though. I love good movies and part of that experience is complete and total immersion in the quality of the filming, acting, visual effects, sound and storyline. It’s almost a hypnotic state and it doesn’t take much for me to get distracted. A complete jackass of an actor is a distraction.




  • (The correctly used double negative was confusing for me at first, btw.)

    You make a very interesting point I haven’t ever thought about before.

    While I have always considered myself a patriot to a mild degree, I never associated it with tribalism directly. Even with the many faults of all countries, it’s OK to be proud of where you are from. (It does make perfect sense that tribalism is the end goal of state sponsored patriotism though.)

    In my mind, the fine line after patriotism was usually nationalism where tribalism runs deep and hate-based rhetoric becomes extremely effective. The definition of a patriot is somewhat twisted at that point. (ie: unless you believe [insert something random], you aren’t actually a patriot and therefore an enemy of the state.)

    I am not agreeing or disagreeing with you, btw. Your perspective is something interesting to think about, s’all. (I am leaning on the agreement side, FWIW.)

    (For the people reading this that may not realize that I am using the word “nationalism” in a negative context, I am. If that chaps your hide still, replace it with ‘christian nationalism’ or ‘white nationalism’ and fuck off. Everyone else, sorry for the disclaimer.)








  • As a young child, that is exactly how I felt about that style. I knew I really hated it. There was no openness to rooms and everything felt drab. It was a style that felt outdated even before I knew what “outdated” even meant.

    The smell is the biggest thing I remember. The wood paneling and those types of carpets always had that smell. Well, it was either that smell or the lingering odor of old cigarette smoke and spilled scotch.

    By the time I started becoming truly self-aware, the 90’s hit and I was awakened with a blast of neon colors. (My brain doesn’t want to remember anything much from the late 80’s other than my Velcro shoes and jean jacket.)