Oh no, a robot TP’d my apartment
Oh no, a robot TP’d my apartment
Carb loading for the big day today
Me: “I’m thinking of taking myself out of the rotation, I never get paged anyway.”
my team, terrified of what unspeakable evil I just provoked: “don’t say that!”
me: “oh, I’m on call right now so it’s fine.”
[90 minutes later]
Gets paged
Big mood: when Big Homelessness and Big Renter non-profits confuse the mechanics of the market
A fun mnemonic you can use to help remember if the client IP is first or last in the list of X-Forwarded-For logs is:
Are you logging X-Forwarded-For logs when you need them? No, yes, yes, yes, yes
I’m in parks all weekend lately with the kid and San Francisco park benches are so uncomfortable I just sit on the ground. They’r sister benches to Baltimore’s “The City that Reads” benches, which are merely uncomfortable to look at. http://site-furnishings.columbia-cascade.com/?PageData=baseproductsdetails&catid=1&catid2=21
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The great synecdoche: tents and needles and poop. Where do they come from? No one knows.
I’m gonna completely ignore the report from the FBI jacket haver (like on TV!) and still reach the same conclusion everyone in the hegemony, the left, and the fash reach: this is good for bitcoin.
The old white guy gets on stack to participate in the discussion. He says “Is this on?”
He looks at the microphone.
“Ah, yes, thank you. I just wanted to say—.“ He continues talking, but all anyone can hear is white noise, the lights flicker.