This area has been pretty well explored by Pokemon Go players already. On Android there’s an app called defit that has multiple options for adding fake exercise data to your Google fit account which is where Pokemon Go, and typically these insurance apps, pull their info from.
Some projectors are about this size too, and are surprisingly powerful for their size. But then the new issue is finding a blank section of wall
checks Russel Brands YouTube
Yeah…yeah they are
You want SoulSeek. I swear it’s not a dating app
The first generation iPod topped out at 40GB. It’s felt like that for a long time, matey
I probably first got the weird idea when I signed up for Gmail and they made a whole show and dance about how your storage space just continually increases. The little storage space ticker was animated to the point of annoyance.
Today Google just annoys me with alerts that I’m 90% full and better give them money or else.
Remember when the right was so obsessed with stopping Russian propaganda that they dragged half the Democratic party into a Senate sanctioned witch hunt looking for Russian mouthpieces?
Now they happily gobble up Russian propaganda to own the libs.
I can confirm, I get pushed Linus hard. I watched like 3 or 4 of his PC build videos one time a while back. Never clicked on a WAN Show episode (his podcast). But now if I let just about any gaming/tech video roll to next, I get served entire podcast episodes of his like 25% of the time. I never asked for this, I always click off, they keep coming back. I’m not mad really just bewildered. Idk the retention must be there
I can’t really take seriously any accusations coming from Sarah Silverman after that whole wage gap bs she tried to pull.
Seems like she isn’t afraid to manipulate a trending social outcry to collect a paycheck.
It’s probably going to feel more like Watson in that Sherlock Holmes videogame
Everyone knows refineries produce gas for their cars. Less people know refineries produce all the plastics too. Even fewer people realize an alarming amount of the industrial fertilizers we use to keep billions of people from starving to death comes directly from oil.
We. Are. Stuck.
Until we figure out how to repair all the scorched dirt we killed through overfarming that can no longer grow plants without heaps of fertilizer. Until we find some other process to produce massive amounts of plant food. Until we find some other way to fill billions of mouths we really CANT stop drilling or people die.
I’m all for eat the rich but they’re more like an delicacy, not a staple diet for half the world. We need solutions along with all the ‘tear it down.’ You know who wouldn’t starve if we stopped drilling immediately? The rich
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It’s a little command line program included with windows that you can set up to send short messages to computers as a popup box. A lot of printers could use this to tell you your print job was successful, and it was used a lot in libraries and such. And also my high school. They had some cursory protections in place, but if you managed to open a command prompt you could send your own message. You just needed the recipients windows username or PC name… our school used the standard first letter of first name + full last name, even the teachers. So of course, being highschool, this spread like wildfire and there was a whole semester where everyone was abusing it to troll other classmates or interrupt teachers mid lesson. It was also being used as IM/text before any of us even had phones - you could shoot your friend a message to dip out of class or something.
Everything came to an abrupt halt when a guy was dared to run a batch file that was a single, looped, expletive laden net send to a wildcard recipient. It sent the message on repeat to every computer in every school in the district. Every time you hit ok a new box would pop up with the same message. Supposedly every computer needed a hard restart, including servers. Dude got in trouble, and our printers stopped telling us the print job was successful after that.
Send that tracker to NORAD please
Oh, that kind of draft
Noone remembers how many yards are in a mile, you’re supposed to just remember it’s 5 tomatos long.