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Is it known that Things can identify each other?

I once read a theory that the flask they were sharing was shared with gasoline or something else noxious so that whomever filled it could judge the other’s reaction to determine whether they had been beThinged. (I think that was it. I read the comment a long time ago and saw the movie even longer ago so I might misremember the details.)

All of my loved ones want to have their organs donated to science, then have the leftovers cremated.

My wife was in the funeral industry for a while and studying mortuary sciences. She says she left because it was too depressing being pressured to upsell grieving families all the time.

I’m not trying to be dismissive or critical of those who use a NAS solution. I’ve never used one myself, so maybe it really is amazing; but from your response it sounds just like an NFS (or perhaps samba) server with a web interface? I did try TrueNAS once and it basically seemed like that, but also with convoluted permissions.

Again, not trying to be dismissive or anything. Just trying to understand.

When I started at my current job, the company was still pretty small. I don’t know that the founder’s past was, but the company had contributed significantly to his wealth and he tended to share it (or maybe show it off) in lavish ways, mostly with the executives but sometimes with the staff in general.

For example, there was what was apparently a very nice, very expensive espresso machine in the break room. (I was told this was the only thing he took when he left the company.) There was also a very very nice grill on the property … That was allegedly only used once because the owners of the complex said it violated some rule to do so. I always wondered why they just left it instead of … Moving it to somewhere else where they could use it, even if only personally.

Anyway, the reason I bring up all of this is that he was notorious for showing up with extremely costly and detailed full body costumes and gifting them, unasked, to the executives. I think most of them took them home and hung them out of sight in a closet, but at least one of them kept it in his office in a spare chair as if it were visiting.

I don’t remember for sure, but I think it actually was a gorilla suit.

You do you and I’ll do me and we won’t do each other … Probably.

Fair enough. With that I cannot help.

Oh, I have. Good movie. Still not sure who’s the Thing at the end.

On behalf of a company that hasn’t been my employer for more than half my life, I give you permission.

Are you useful? How would I get to Ozma without you?

A company at which I once worked built a functioning server into the frame of a motorcycle. It was after I left, so I’m not sure of the details, including whether it had to be plugged in; but regardless, they called it “the world’s fastest server!” and I think that’s pretty funny.

https://youtube.com/watch?v=woLbaFLoJI8

If it helps, another thing that happens in that book is that one of the characters suggests he might bite off the penis of another.

He even suggests that he would be unbothered by doing so due to his Vietnam experience.

A long time ago, I lived in Maryland and a woman moved in with me from … I forget where, actually, but the west coast. I remember when she first got there we were out on my balcony and she was shivering in a sweater and sweatpants, while I was very comfortable in shorts and a T-shirt.

Acclimatization is real.

It’s like plumage.

But what happens at seven blasts … Or nine?

When I was a little kid, my mom took me to a public building to use the restroom and, for some reason, allowed me to take a Koosh ball with me. While I was in there, I dropped the ball in the urinal.

The first thing I said when I came out carrying it was “you don’t have to worry, I washed it off!” For some reason this caused some consternation.

I haven’t watched much of John Carpenter’s work, so I can’t comment on this sentiment particularly, but I have always liked a psychological trick Terry Pratchett used to describe the machinations of Granny Weatherwax and her approach to stealth. (Yeesh, I need to read those books again, it’s been years.)

I can’t remember the exact quote and won’t do it justice, but the message is something like “over time you noticed a familiar shape in the darkness, something like a coat, then you noticed what might have been a boot, then suddenly you realized she has always been there.”

Sir Pterry doesn’t use it in the context of horror, at least not for the reader, but I feel like it would fit that well.

I’m unclear on the benefit either has one just an NFS server.

So where do I go for my free mp3 sex now?