Believe it or not, I know the feeling. Took a vacation to Scotland like 10 years ago with the wife-to-be. Didn’t know anything shout the Fringe festival in Edinburgh and ended up there right in the middle of it with our rented car. Got used to driving on the opposite side of the road and car pretty quickly, but I was still remarkably proud of parallel parking in backwards-driving-world surrounded by street performers and tourists and doing it all on the first try. It was beautiful. We were perfectly equidistant from the surrounding cars, exactly 6 inches from the curb, in a manual transmission Jeep Renegade rental we picked up in Glasgow. To this day, it is my greatest parking achievement, without question. Still brings a tear to my eye reminiscing.
The contacts inside are too big and sensitive and it results in phantom inputs. The DIY fix is to open up the controller and literally cover parts of the input contacts with tape.
Remember when Darl showed some “encrypted code” that he claimed was stolen and added to Linux and it was really just some POSIX definitions from a header file taken from BSD “encrypted” with a wing dings font? Those were some wild times.
Edit: except perhaps the citizenship certificate but I’ve never seen one before, but yeah they exist. We don’t have ranked voting, and elections aren’t holidays, although your employer must give you paid time off to vote, like 3 hours, and there are exceptions of course, like truckers for some reason don’t get the time off.
Sisters Euclid. They were a Canadian band who recently called it a career after like 27 years of mostly-under-the-radar instrumental jangle jazz, or something to that effect. They did win a Juno for an album of Neil Young instrumentals and reinterpretations called “Run Neil Run”, but outside of the Toronto are and southwest Ontario I don’t think they were widely known. Members of the band have played in all sorts of other bands and with other folks, many of which y’all would recognize like Norah Jones and the Doobie Brothers, they all really accomplished musicians. I saw them live dozens of times before they called it a day, and I always saw and heard something new with every performance. Seeing them live was definitely the best way to take them in, as their studio albums seemed like they were just scaffolding for the live shows.
Hoping for a reunion show in 5-10 years. I’d travel for it.
That movie was played completely straight, where there was no dummy comedic relief character. They were all scientists and it was very serious. They wanted to make their own 2001 A Space Odyssey but ended up making a high production Plan 9 From Outer Space. I remember when it came out that all of the interviews with the actors and De Palma were so serious and self-important and after the movie came out they just seemed delusional. The movie is comically bad in terms of … literally everything. Even Gary Sinese’s hair, man. Even the hair.
That movie was beyond stupid. I think I even saw it in the theatre. There’s like 3 billion base pairs in a strand of human DNA and Sliders over here uses his space skittles to form like a dozen base pairs and proclaims it’s his perfect woman’s DNA. That wouldn’t be enough for a bacterium’s ass let alone a human being, your perfect woman is severely broken dude.
Believe it or not, I know the feeling. Took a vacation to Scotland like 10 years ago with the wife-to-be. Didn’t know anything shout the Fringe festival in Edinburgh and ended up there right in the middle of it with our rented car. Got used to driving on the opposite side of the road and car pretty quickly, but I was still remarkably proud of parallel parking in backwards-driving-world surrounded by street performers and tourists and doing it all on the first try. It was beautiful. We were perfectly equidistant from the surrounding cars, exactly 6 inches from the curb, in a manual transmission Jeep Renegade rental we picked up in Glasgow. To this day, it is my greatest parking achievement, without question. Still brings a tear to my eye reminiscing.