King Charles III said his thoughts and prayers were with the family of the young victim, and he saluted the courage of emergency workers, Buckingham Palace said.

“King Charles III” still sounds so weird to me. The last story I ran across with his name in it was about either Ireland or Scotland, I can’t remember which, and it took me longer than I care to admit to realize it wasn’t some sly Jacobite comment.

I’m kinda sad to see it enshittify, for gamers and for those who find it fits their actual collaboration use case, but I also really hate the number forum-format communities that Discord has displaced or prevented from coalescing. Discoverability on Discord is terrible, as is having help available long term, as well as older advice and other content that helps newbies get the culture of a community. Even where the functionality exists, the general “real time” transitory feel of it reduces the quality of content and encourages people to be dicks, since it will all scroll by or be forgotten (if streaming) in a few moments anyway.

Horses for courses, and my old-ass X-ennial self thinks Discord has been pressed into service on a lot of courses where it’s terrible.

This all feels a lot like any low- or mid-range CAD suite that gets acquired by Autodesk, Siemens, or PTC. Promise enough to avoid a revolt, but start eroding with the next release.

The educational licensing for lock-in is also par for the course. It can be done well (Rhino 3D is legendary for letting small-shop designers use their cheap edu license forever, even commercially), but generally it’s just there to maintain the supply of baby drafters and get subscriptions from employers.

First, war is always a tragedy. Always. It is to be avoided until the reasonably plausible alternative is worse for human suffering. People who ignore this are asses (not saying you are one of them).

Second, as long as it stays conventional and China stays on the sidelines, then yes of course NATO destroys the Russian military, or at least keeps it hemmed into existing Russian territory. That’s been true for 30 years.

Third, those are VERY big ‘ifs’.

Yes, but it’s a little unusual that one orca was hunting alone, and the shark was a large juvenile. The scientists think that the ecological mess that has resulted in the killer whales pushing out all but the boldest teenager great white sharks could mean that the sharks are going somewhere else, possibly where humans fish or swim or where the local wildlife is not ready for the sharks.

Wake me when they REALLY get back to their roots.

Girl on the right probably killed a Spanish swordsmith back in the day.

When you’re trying to get into DPs, the outside can be slippery and the screw part can be tight! Very dangerous for the workplace.

I thought I had NSFW turned off… 🤣

Is “college town” agreed to be a denigration? I’d take it as a fairly complex descriptor that could be good or bad depending on your situation. I loved living in college towns. I’m not desperate to move back to one, but I could easily see myself retiring in one, and if you want a small town with more cultural and sporting options and a better educated populace than its peers, then putting up with some rowdy undergrads and a quirky mix of available businesses could be a perfectly sensible tradeoff.

cultural things that similar-sized other towns don’t have

Exactly. Similar sized. College towns punch above their weight when compared to their population peers, but that only goes so far. I have no doubt Pullman, Washington is cooler and more cosmopolitan than Walla Walla (despite the presence of two very small colleges), but it’s no Seattle, for good or for ill, depending on your perspective.

Okay, my ten year old loves these two games and has occasionally mentioned people playing them on emulators. She has no complaints (possibly because she’s ten), and TBH when watching her play on the living room tv they look… fine? What is so terrible about the way they run natively? Legitimately curious.

Oh well, best of luck at Mayo!

I’m 45, and I agree with both of you. There seems to be a bimodal thing with lots of folks who are still young enough to think that screaming THE TRUTH™ to everyone they encounter will be what fixes the world, but a very large chunk of active posters who actually want to communicate seem to be a bit older. My personal theory is that the API exodus left year gathered in a lot of people who had seen previous social media sites (e.g. Digg) blow themselves up, and that by definition will skew older.

I mean, it’s unironically worth a try if you can try it risk-free. The munchies are a real thing, and many people find marijuana helps with nausea, though some find the opposite. Personally, though, smoking made me paranoid (I’m still VERY sure those two guys in Amsterdam were laughing at me, but wife is convinced otherwise), and edibles made me sleepy, not that edibles would be much of an option for you.

All that said, the only real medical advice is to keep getting medical advice. You’re clearly not dealing with something normal, so keep an eye on it for your and your family’s sake, but if it’s not killing you, then maybe you just ride this thing out. I’m of a similar age, and while I don’t have anything nearly as dramatic, dealing with the lifestyle changes forced by aging is just sort of our lot in life now.

Hang in there, FlyingSquid@lemmy.world. Rooting for you.

G2 is less sweet. Hell, that’s a whole market segment at this point, so maybe there’s something that hits your palate better. Pickle juice is probably still around somewhere too.

For the shakes, maybe look up various protein smoothie recipes if you get sick of Ensure. You can add milk or water to get the protein powder to a consistency you prefer.

Always a good time for Corb Lund.

Hurtin’ Albertan .

And more melancholy, Alberta Says Hello.

Last night, I watched ‘The Conners’

There’s yer problem right there, buddy.

More seriously though, I don’t think any sitcom is obliged to be “educational.” If most of the audience laughed and didn’t find the narrative out of step with the tone of the show or the characterizations to be distractingly broad compared to earlier seasons/episodes, then it was a “good” episode of The Connors.

Now you tell me, do the Connors usually try to do the right thing and learn lessons, or are they kind of a bowdlerized “Shameless” now? I do not plan to watch enough to find out for myself.

Before Center could reply, I’m thinking to myself, hey, Dusty 52 has a ground speed indicator in that million-dollar cockpit, so why is he asking Center for a readout? Then I got it, ol’ Dusty here is making sure that every bug smasher from Mount Whitney to the Mojave knows what true speed is. He’s the fastest dude in the valley today, and he just wants everyone to know how much fun he is having in his new Hornet. And the reply, always with that same, calm, voice, with more distinct alliteration than emotion: Dusty 52, Center, we have you at 620 on the ground. And I thought to myself, is this a ripe situation, or what? As my hand instinctively reached for the mic button, I had to remind myself that Walt was in control of the radios. Still, I thought, it must be done – in mere seconds we’ll be out of the sector and the opportunity will be lost. That Hornet must die, and die now. I thought about all of our Sim training and how important it was that we developed well as a crew and knew that to jump in on the radios now would destroy the integrity of all that we had worked toward becoming. I was torn. Somewhere, 13 miles above Arizona, there was a pilot screaming inside his space helmet. Then, I heard it. The click of the mic button from the back seat. That was the very moment that I knew Walter and I had become a crew. Very professionally, and with no emotion, Walter spoke: Los Angeles Center, Aspen 20, can you give us a ground speed check? There was no hesitation, and the replay came as if was an everyday request. Aspen 20, I show you at one thousand eight hundred and forty-two knots, across the ground. I think it was the forty-two knots that I liked the best, so accurate and proud was Center to deliver that information without hesitation, and you just knew he was smiling. But the precise point at which I knew that Walt and I were going to be really good friends for a long time was when he keyed the mic once again to say, in his most fighter-pilot-like voice: Ah, Center, much thanks, We’re showing closer to nineteen hundred on the money. For a moment Walter was a god. And we finally heard a little crack in the armor of the HoustonCentervoice, when L.A.came back with: Roger that Aspen, Your equipment is probably more accurate than ours. You boys have a good one. It all had lasted for just moments, but in that short, memorable sprint across the southwest, the Navy had been flamed, all mortal airplanes on freq were forced to bow before the King of Speed, and more importantly, Walter and I had crossed the threshold of being a crew. A fine day’s work. We never heard another transmission on that frequency all the way to the coast. For just one day, it truly was fun being the fastest guys out there.

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