The little blue light on rings comes on when they pass, then when they go to check it out it makes a noise when it starts recording. By cat standards that’s a toy
Bingo! I live in an area where there’s lots of wild life, including cats (they don’t appear to be owned by anyone) that roam through our neighborhood… we have a camera where an LED lights up the moment there’s detection, cats and racoons are more likely to approach and analyze.
I currently work on a NodeJS/React project and apparently I’m going to have to start pasting “‘any’ is not an acceptable return or parameter type” into every damned PR because half the crazy kids who started programming in JavaScript don’t seem to get it.
For fucks sake, we have TypeScript for a reason. Use it!
if you have a pipeline running eslint on all your PRs (which you should have!), you can set no-explicit-any as an error in your eslint config so it’s impossible to merge code with any in it
+1 if you can have automated checks do part of your reviews for you, it’s a win. I never comment about code style anymore, if I care enough I’ll build it into the lint config
Right, but they were the ones comparing a country to a state to begin with, so I compared a country to a country. If you want to compare continents… That’s a different story.
It might be the Julian date (I have no idea where the name comes from) which is just basically January 1st is 001, December 31st is 365, and the rest of the year is between. So this would be around December 15th.
We used it for food expirations on some things at the convenience store I used to work at.
I suspect they did it so people wouldn’t be put off from buying something close to expiration.
In fairness to the people I worked for, they only put it on stuff with a short shelf life anyway, so it was all fairly close to expiring. Also, it was a convenience store. Most people ate it right away.
Ok, I’ll be that guy. Yes, the kid actually did win all these matches. Though it’s not clear whether the old guys were masters, grandmasters, or just old.
“Twenty graybeards sitting in a square played chess yesterday in Paris against a very small boy 8 years old, and he beat them all. Among the graybeards were some of the best players in France, and one at least, whose boast it is that he drew with Capablanca, the Pan-American chess champion…”
There are still people playing the lute and all kinds of other historic instruments. There must be a group of devoted flatulists out there? I'm not just saying any old farters, I'm talking true flatulists.
I am a true flatulist. I would love to play you the sound of my people. You know one could say that I kinda admire you, so I wrote a song just for you. It would be an honor to perform.
I really wish my friends and family would understand this. This is something that I have to worry about, all of the time. It causes me constant and immense stress.
“I would not be welcome here if they knew.” - this is what I have to be aware of, all of the time. I do volunteer work and often drive out to rural areas - stopping at gas stations where they’d leer at me if I wore a mask inside 2 years ago… - am I safe if I get pulled over?
I’ve sat at workplace trainings and heard the things that they think about people like me - debating on if there’s a way that I can say something that won’t call attention to myself. I turn on the news or scroll through Facebook and see an endless stream of debates on whether or not I should exist.
All I want is to inject myself with testosterone (which my insurance does not pay for). I want my drivers license to say M. I wanted, and paid for, a mastectomy. Testosterone makes me strong enough to carry folding tables for homeless shelters. It helps me turn my anger into energy. It helps me exist.
I don’t understand why that bothers people so much. No one gave a shit ten years ago. My Pentecostal family were happy to call me their son. Trans people are just a convenient boogey man as part of a long term backlash strategy against gay and women’s rights.
Honestly, that seems a big concern for my mom about me and I’m not sure if she even thinks I’m trans. Its just things like me growing my hair out that make her worried about more less favorable treatment if I were to get pulled over. My mom is an extremely butch lesbian, so I’m sure she’s had her own experiences but she hasn’t said much along those lines.
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