Choosing to not use something is not a good way to learn how to use it.
In this particular instance, the lesson is to either a) use the provided database tools (e.g. pg_dumpall) for live backup, or b) bring the database cluster down before you backup the raw data folder.
If I were building a larger site, I’d probably use Drupal.
It’s a bit of a departure from the “blogware” mindset though. You’re not managing “posts” and “static pages”. You’re managing stuff. …Which can manifest itself as pages or posts. Different kinds of content, different kinds of fields. Blogware gets hacky if you are posting anything but pages and posts, but in Drupal, every type of content is equally tweakable.
I’ve lately started using more paper notebooks for various projects. Recently bought a new sketchbook. Will go buy a paper almanac for the next year today.
I’m a huge tech nerd, but I don’t think going 100% digital works for me. Also noticed that one of the ways I can deal with ADHD is to stop messing around with computers and do things by hand.
Operation Market Garden II: This Time It’s Literal
Hngh. Balatro already had a bunch of hassle on Switch eShop due to the PEGI ratings change.
Earlier, Nintendo somehow got a PEGI 12 rating for 51 Worldwide Games, which includes poker and blackjack. I wonder what they argued to avoid the 18 rating. “Sure, this compilation has poker and blackjack, but it’s not like we made it fun.” (It’s adequate but compared to Balatro it’s very much a non-frills experience.)
Will there be an official Office of Dildo Inspections? With Dildo Inspectors making rounds, carefully checking every household for staying within their allotted number of items? Will the billboards aside the vast highways advertise the government hotline for anonymous reporting of infractions?
And if not, well, they’re clearly cowards. If you’re going to pass a law like that, you have to go all the way!
Seriously though, I sometimes wonder how this period of time will be described in history books 50 years from now.
I’m also reminded of the old article, which described how the ancient samurai charged into battle, shouting You must install Flash plugin to view this content.
I assume they’re trying to out-do the old Soviet joke.
Preface to a new sex education schoolbook:
“Dear children. There are three kinds of love. First, there is the love between parents and children. We’re sure all of you are already familiar with that, so there is no need to discuss it here. Second, there is the love between two adults. Some suggest it might be too early to tell you anything about that yet. And third, there’s the love the People feel toward the Party, and that is what we shall discuss for the rest of this book…”
There’s a movie plot hook buried there. About a kid on spectrum whose robot buddy gets killed by the uncaring business. They go “oh no, I’ll have to fix my robot buddy” and go on to become a tech genius. One day, they become a tech millionaire, and the story’s antagonist, the shady businesses partner, goes “look, we’re bankrupt, we have no choice, we have to shut down all of the robot buddies”. And the protagonist remembers the saddest moment of their childhood and are like “no, we can’t do that”.
There was some 1990s documentary about fractals, narrated by Arthur C. Clarke (I think), where he said something along the lines of “I’ve not tried this myself, but I’ve been told there’s certain illegal chemicals that can cause hallucinations that look like fractals”.
(I have this on VHS tape somewhere. Should probably digitise it.)
I’m a Finnish speaker. Nouns aren’t gendered in Finnish either, so that’s not weird.
Things that do trip me up:
Actually, I’m learning French right now and gendered nouns aren’t even that much of a problem. I was dreading the numerals more.
For those who don’t need cloud access, I just put all of my photos on a NAS and use a digital asset manager software. digiKam is great if you want an open source solution. I use ACDSee because it’s faster and has better usability in my humble opinion. But since both of the software packages store the metadata in image files and XMP sidecars and basically only use local app-specific database for caching, if digiKam ever gets a couple of quantum leaps ahead, switching back to it isn’t that big of a deal. (As usual, don’t use Adobe Lightroom or you’re screwed in that regard. Or so I’ve been told.)
I have them on CD-ROM.
I also think I have the final patches for them on floppies that I stuffed in the boxes. Not sure if they’re readable (or in fact the final patches)
Kinect! I mean, a bunch of Wii games were really fun, but Kinect had some really interesting uses. And unlike Wii games the sports games actually gave me an exhausting workout. Without cheating.
Neither of the platforms really got to the fullest of the full potential though.
But even there, Kinect had one incredible example of where it was great. Xbox 360 Skyrim had the absolute best voice commands I’ve ever used anywhere.
When Twitter (and Reddit) pulled this off, I was just mildly pissed. Can’t do interesting things with my data, oh no.
…Image that, except it’s an expensive luxury car you’re no longer allowed to do interesting things with.
Elon Musk before: “Oh, these old Twitter executives were so dumb. When number go up, you’ve gotta show it everywhere!”
Elon Musk now: “Number not go up? For cripes sake, don’t show it!”
It’s apparently $50 a month, but based on one recent video from a guy who looked into this, there’s apparently a hard sell to “commit” to the program for a year, and if you do commit, it won’t let you cancel or refund, because you committed to the program, bro, that’s a sacred vow, bro, you can’t violate that, bro.
I’m a trans woman in Europe. Got traumatised by public restrooms in the 1990s way before my transition when one fucking coin-operated bathroom lock on a train station malfunctioned and I almost missed a train until some dude entered. Why the fuck do people use public bathrooms. Scourge on humanity. Especially coin-operated ones. Fuck them. I always hold until I get home, no matter what. Yet, glad our trains have gender neutral bathrooms. And they’re free of charge. SEE, AMERICA? TRAINS GOOD.
Authors have to submit manuscripts to publishers individually (or, in some markets, agents who work with multiple publishers in the same niche).
Publishers get showered with manuscripts. Very small percentage of them are what publishers deem will meet market goals.
In standard publishing contracts, the author gets paid an advance. This is basically the royalty percentage for the entire first print run. It’s not refundable. It represents the trust the publisher puts on the author, and if the publisher can’t sell all copies, well, tough for them. (They’d probably just not work with that author again.)
Getting to that point is a pretty massive hurdle to clear for first time authors.
So no, authors don’t really get to pick their publishers. The only scenario where people get to pick their publishers is some celebrity deal bullshit.
I don’t know where this particular fella fits in the history, but turtles evolved from similar quadruped reptiles. Basically, their ribs evolved flat and wide so that their chests could support them better while burrowing tunnels. That turned into the turtle plastron.