Gotta know your audience.
Gotta know your audience.
That’s what she said.
Servers weren’t much of a problem, they’re mostly virtual and could be just restored from a backup. The several hundred workstations were a problem. They needed a physical touch. All are encrypted with BitLocker, requiring passkeys stored in AD. Over half are laptops. Most of those don’t have wired ethernet ports, and an account with local admin rights hasn’t logged in since the day they were imaged. Throw in a proper LAPS config, where randomly generated passwords of three dozen characters in length are also stored in AD…
… Yeah, today was a bad day.
A leak between the bowl and floor would not change the level in the tank… unless there was also a leak in the tank.
_prick /prĭk/ noun
… A small, sharp, local pain, such as that made by a needle or bee sting … A pointed object, such as an ice pick, goad, or thorn. _
Suppose calling men bees is more polite than calling them pricks…
Upstate NY is just the cold weather version of the Bible Belt.
I’d be making a lot of family, friends, and coworkers very happy. Reminds me of the Elders’ “Seven Years” https://youtu.be/woh3Qqx8mjk
Add sardines to that, and you’ll have reached a whole new level.
Your projection is showing.
Do you see apartheid and genocide as political issues?
If Israel continues to treat the Palestinians as they have historically done so, it’s likely there will always be a Hamas or their equivalent.
" Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you."
Friedrich Nietzsche
Oh, Oliver boy, what did you do? But crushed a hand you never shook Then robbed the rights of people to be free Oh, Oliver boy, it’s a terrible state You left behind the worse off race Where dignity and pride fought for their place Oh, Oliver boy now you are gone And we’re still here where we belong Forgiveness being our strength you’ll never see
You’re absolutely right. We have the choice between a shit sandwich, and a fifty five gallon drum of pig shit that’s been left out in the summer sun in Texas for six weeks.
Either way, shit’s on the menu, but the bread does make it a bit more palatable.
If Linux was an alcohol commercial: (NSFW) https://youtu.be/BcjKTDIRCKI?si=msp_CTu5BcCeQ-XZ
As the owner of a Subaru Baja, I call it an Ute. The short bed is useful to a point (hauling tanks of flammable fuel, etc) but not perfect.
If it’s not a body on frame vehicle, I wouldn’t call it a truck.
Hurricane Irene and Schoharie County, NY. It’s happened before, and it’s gonna happen again.