jrubal1462

I love games, but even when I was playing a lot of multiplayer, it was never really a strong competitive thing for me. We hit our stride right after school because we were all spread out across the country, but nobody had too serious of a job or relationship to devote much time to. We would all lobby up, and just use the voice chat to bust chops and generally chat while the game was happening in the background.

Now, most of the people I played with don’t really have games in their life anymore, so they’re all at least 1 console generation behind. I’m married with 2 tiny children. I still play a bit, but it’s not organized, scheduled time… It’s basically whenever I can squeeze in an hour or so (usually either after everybody goes to sleep, or before anybody else wakes up). For this reason, I usually play single-player games, or if I’m playing multiplayer, it’s online with randos.

Now that you mention it I would REALLY like to get some of my friends playing Deep Rock. I’ve had nothing but good times playing with randos, but MAN it would be good to mess around with good friends.

Yup! I had a little difficulty communicating with the computer, but all I had to do was add my user to the “dial-out” group and it worked like a charm.

I don’t know what CUPS is, but I had 3 major reservations about switching my barely functional computer to Linux:

1. Ive never worked in Linux before
2. My dive computer only uploads to proprietary software using a proprietary cable.
3. My Brother laser printer was working SO well wirelessly. It’s the first time I’ve ever not hated my printer

Turns out some amazing people made open source dive logging software so I can still download my dives.

And for printing, I meant to get around to setting it up, then one day I forgot and accidentally printed something and it just worked. I was so shocked that for a bit I assumed that reformatting the hard drive and changing operating systems must’ve somehow preserved my printer settings.

I had an apartment in Indiana. When I gave directions to my house I used to say, “turn right at the traffic light. There’s corn on the left, my house is on the right. If you hit the soy you’ve gone too far.”

Username checks out and concerns me.

They certainly didn’t lack compassion. Like, if you were one of theirs, they’d give you the shirt off their back and infinite second chances. 2 of the kindest, most caring people you’d ever meet… But yeah, they were also very capable of dehumanizing people and not giving a damn.

I used to work for a small, family owned business. At lunch the wife of the owner was reading an article in paper and said, “90% of this school district is close enough to the poverty line that they receive free/reduced breakfast and lunch, because there’s a good chance those are their only reliable meals for the week.” Then she looks up from the paper and says “Can you believe that? They’re giving away breakfast now, too!”