

I think you’re right about getting someone to install Windows being easier. Was there a specific site that you remember being helpful? Or particularly bad?


I think you’re right about getting someone to install Windows being easier. Was there a specific site that you remember being helpful? Or particularly bad?


Right now it’s gathering dust on a shelf so it’s not getting any less usable no matter what happens to it. I found a site with some info about installing Linux on ROG, but was immediately over my head, which is why I’m asking you fine folks for help.


That’s exactly what it was, needing to make a Windows account to use my own damned system.


Holy crap, thank you!!!
“Yes!! For the love of God, yes!!!” “Please enter a valid credit card number”
This makes more sense to me than the explanations western religion normally gives
“Arse mezzanine” is a phrase I didn’t know I needed in my life


I had a visceral reaction to this. If you’ve heard this in real life, my deepest sympathies.


He’s old, it takes him a minute to catch up
We had to give up entirely on affording a house. There are ROOMS for rent at $1200 here. This used to be a low COL area until COVID. We had low infection rates so a ton of people moved here and we don’t have the infrastructure to support them. We’ve been priced out of what living space we did have and since there’s still the illusion it’s cheap to live here, it’s almost impossible to get a living wage.
Shoes for bridesmaids are often satin because they’re easy to dye
I still use my 2010 Vaio. If they still made them, it’s definitely what I would have gone for when I upgraded.


I want to see the Bates Model B in action


Maple-washing bastards.


Fuck, really? I don’t care about the Chronically Horrid, but I have (soon to be ‘had’) a Saltwire subscription.


According to an email from CSCB as of 1530 Eastern time, he’s pausing tariffs on anything CUSMA eligible for Canada and Mexico until April 2nd.


That is true, but a lot of natural dyes require toxic chemicals to make them permanent.
My levels of annoyance were so great they propelled me back in time to get a few more years to bitch about it.