I float between Connect and Boost. Both excellent.

Haven’t had it in years, but my grandfather made them all the time and called it Gas House egg.

60 miles away from the broadcast center, but luckily in a very flat area. I still have an old-school antenna set up on a tower and rotor, and can pull in between 25-30 stations if you include the digital substations.

I got this set up from Radio Shack in the early 80s. Cable made me regret it for a long time, but let’s hear it for laziness allowing me to get good use out of it since I clipped all but internet service.

Bonus: you can split out the signal and hook the antenna up to home stereos, and get TONS of FM stations that even my car won’t pick up.

Old stuff gets useful again! Yay!

I’ve been quite happy with antennapod. Discovery is kind of a pain in the ass, but it’s open source, and management and playback have been solid.

First time I’ve seen your username and I laughed for a solid three minutes. I was on the edge of a breakdown, and it was exactly what I needed to distract my brain and keep me from going over the edge. Thank you so much.

Excellent photo, too. Well done!

Indiana and Wisconsin USA here. Approaching 50, and learned back in high school, as well as driving old tractors. My first car, a classic even when I got it, was a 63 Chevy Bel Aire manual. Drove manuals all through college and didn’t buy an automatic until 2013, when the type of vehicle I needed didn’t come in a manual.

I really miss driving stick, especially in snowy Wisconsin winters.

You lose the ability to differentiate between a fart and a poo.

At random times whenever you are traveling in any vehicle, you simultaneously feel a sneeze coming on, and yet have to pee a little bit too. However, you can neither sneeze nor pee until you are out of the vehicle.

Inconvenient on a bus/train or as a passenger, deadly if you’re driving. Bicycles are right out, I suppose.

Ah. Yes. Helps to read things.

I am so confused. It’s been in the PS store for a while…

Get to know a taxi driver. Ask locals where to go and what to see. Stop by a visitors bureau or welcome center. Hit up a local colleges student center.

When I traveled a lot, I used to start with the local phone book. Not only did it have business information, but government info, and a section devoted to local arts and museums. These days I (gasp) talk to people at pubs or bars or coffee shops. Obviously, if they are annoyed, I let them be, but you’d be surprised how many people are happy to brag about their community.

Alright, that’s it. We are taking this outside.

I have no idea what we will do with it when we get there, but I’m pretty sure it involves fireworks and fingerprinting…

Humans gotta human, and I’ll fight anyone that says otherwise.

The princess bride, Stripes, Airplane, Top Secret, The Room, Birdemic, a few others.

I had an old flip phone that came with a demo of Uno. I could play a single hand, then reset the demo and play again and again. There was only a nag screen when you were exiting/restarting the demo, and not a single other ad.

Passed hours with that little game.

I miss mobile gaming when it was like that.

The fact that they have a record.

Look for a pattern, not a single instance. And yet companies and people hold bad decisions of the past against most folks.

This is fucked up, but those that make Wisconsin labor laws might be thinking Russia is just forward thinking.

(Wisconsin is working to legalize middle school and high school kids working from 4 pm until midnight during school, allow kids as young as 12 to work dangerous factory and slaughterhouse jobs, and let kids as young as 14 tend bar)

Yep, problem’s with the ball joint. It doesn’t jingle when it rolls.

I find them useless because you often lose the necessary title and post text that accompanied the image, plus you always lose the relevant discussion. This last bit is almost always the most engaging part of the post.

I suppose they could be useful in adult communities, or for memes and shitposting where titles and text are either redundant or useless.

All in all, I say we get rid of them.

We had very few rules in high school until a new principal came in during my senior year. We didn’t even have attendance, as the school believed that it was the students’ responsibility to succeed and graduate (it was a laboratory school, basically part of a college, so it was weird. It was K-12, and I graduated in a class of 25.).

This new principal comes in and lays down new rule after new rule, most were either ignored or caused enough uproar from tenured faculty and parents that he caved. For some reason, one day, he walks through the hallway and cleans out all the lockers, as well as picking up the unattended backpacks left on the floor. He takes ALL schoolbooks, notebooks, supplies, and electronics. Amazingly, he left some lockers alone, deaming them organized enough to satisfy him. They all belonged to his daughter and her friend group.

Then he takes all this stuff into his office, and proceeds to charge students $50 each to get school issued books back. He keeps all other supplies and electronics, announcing that he will have a sale at the end of the year to raise money for school athletics (which, being an extension of the college, had shitloads of cash to play with).

The University Police department showed up and were ready to arrest him for theft. It took nearly a week to redistribute everything, and he ended up in front of a local judge who was the father of a student.

Then he abruptly ended music, theatre, art, and home econ. classes by locking the rooms and firing the staff by posting signs that these were a waste and unnecessary strain on the school budget. All of the teachers were tenured through, and the classes and programs paid for by a combination of parent donations and a hefty amount of money from the university, which is well known for its communications, theatre, teaching college, and school of music (these are the programs that sell the university nationwide).

At the end of the year, during commencement, the University president made a speech that basically dressed down the principal publically, and then he announced that the principal was not taking part in the ceremony, and should go home as he would not be returning next term. The principal was in his robes, sitting on the stage, and waiting to hand out diplomas while this happened. The entire gathering of parents and students cheered.

And that’s how a principal who thought he was going to be adored for “cleaning up” a school for the gifted like he was trying to run a drug riddled, inner city, school in the middle of Chicago, instead of school basically run by the students in a mid-sized University town surrounded by corn fields in Indiana.