Figure 1. A map of Anaheim, California. The path of a 10 and a quarter mile (16 and a quarter kilometer) walk is indicated. About 20300 steps and 151 feet (46 meters) elevation over 11 and three quarters hours, (three and three quarters hours moving).
“Persons will HOB NAILS BOOT! ARE FORBIDDEN IN THIS OFFICE [By Order of Postmaster].”
delightful effort made here at professional hand lettered sign making, jaunty !, etc, then ruined (or improved further) with an answer to the presumed "says who?” that looks like it was added when the sign was already on the wall by someone with a felt-tipped marker
Looking at linkedin from time to time is like wandering into the wrong church where I don’t know any of the rituals (which for me would be any church, but I do know one set of rituals I don’t practice, at least) and seeing random people I know there, doing some of the moves
damn you’re here? where is here? oh, they left. huh.
Figure 1. A map of San Francisco, California. The path of a five and a quarter mile (eight and three quarters kilometer) walk is indicated. About 10700 steps and 144 feet (44 meters) elevation over one and a half hours.
Figure 1. A map of San Francisco, California. The path of a seven mile (11 and a quarter kilometer) walk is indicated. About 13900 steps and 23 feet (seven meters) elevation over two hours, (one and three quarters hours moving).
Figure 1. publisher’s hardback illustration for the hardback of “I’m Starting to Worry About This Black Box of Doom” by Jason Pargin, as I read it. The book is black but the dust jacket is white with black caps sans in three descending rows along an arc ending on DOOM over a bright green splatbelow the title an illustration of the protagonist, a girl in a red hoodie and green sunglasses sits on a black road case labeled A NOVELI'M STARTING TO WORRY ABOUTTHIS BLACK BOX OFD00MJASONPARGINBESTSELLING AUTHOR OFJOHN DIES AT THE ENDA NOVEL.
a few of my favorite very-online writers—but I’m think of Pargin and Jeb Lund (who for all I know don’t know each other at all) specifically here and not like, uh, Lockwood—are pretty good about using their veterans-of-forum-wars (or at least that era of online) past to be pretty strong voices for not being assholes on the internet.
this is a lot of that
cw: mens rights nonsense
my point: so if you feel like you don’t need some old guy rubbing your nose in a “deuteragonist" (I had to look up the word for that) “hey look at this kid who is a twitch streamer who is kinda black pilled, don’t be lame like this”, because you yourself are also over that, maybe skip this one
Ultimately it’s a fun read and a break from the John and Zoe books and pretty mad at the same stuff a lot of people are on mastodon are mad about re: the other social networks, so, I’m glad I read it.
Figure 1. A map of San Francisco, California. The path of a one and a quarter mile (one and three quarters kilometer) walk is indicated. About 2300 steps and 52 feet (16 meters) elevation over one hour, (a quarter hour moving).
An elaborate rude metaphor in which every landmark the dashed line loops around on weathered parchment before it eventually reaches the X-marks-the-spot is a pivot in virtualization stacks by the freenas people trying and failing to lose both the the annoying virtualization (jails, docker, kubernetes, etc) janitors inhabiting each landmark and the actual pirates who use their projects to power their NASs 🏴☠️
I was gonna have a visual aid of a real pirate treasure map for this but it seems like real pirates merely wanted real maps, which were hard to come by back then
Convincing myself that my bad posts in chat, that even the people who used to reply to, have stopped replying to, to me, are still worth doing, for the lurkers