PhobosAnomaly

Coffee shops are fantastic. My other half doesn’t get why I go out to buy a coffee that I could easily make in the house for next to fuck all, but it was never about the coffee - it was about being out of the house and watching the world go by. There’s a coffee shop in a hotel that overlooks the thoroughfare between one of my local city’s biggest shopping centres and it’s rail station, and it’s nice just wasting an hour or two watching people go about their lives.

The cost of the coffee is just a warmth and comfort tax really for sitting there.

Good effort, that’s a decent shape to be in. 10k runs are my “thing” but as my march into middle age progresses, I find I can’t do them back-to-back any more, I’m needing more than a day or two to recover.

Maybe go for something a little more varied - I’m training for (but never done) local triathlons. Great way to build physical fitness with only a third of the high impact on the joints. The major limiting factor will be the pool of course, unless you’re fortunate to own (or have unrestricted access to) a pool.

Random turn of conversation direction, are you creative at all? Crocheting seems to make the world go by at an alarming rate - it’s both a time killer and very rewarding.

Unfortunately, this would be gender and/or location dependent. Great advice for daylight hours, but the society we currently live in makes it perhaps less viable for women in certain areas or countries, or even in general if it’s a particularly socially deprived area.

Absolutely on board with the exercise thing though. I’ve taken to trying to waste time on an exercise bike - even an inexpensive one, or a normal bike mounted on a turbo trainer. I’m not expecting anyone to bang in speeds and times like Lance Armstrong on some special supplements, but a slow spin for longer periods of time is great fun… just get a good wide comfortable saddle!

Yes.

It’s not that we’re particularly fucked financially, we’re doing enough to keep our heads well clear of the water, but we’re not wealthy by any means and either parents have helped us by stumping up an initial outlay on something, and we’ve paid them back.

The internet has ruined me. The headline made me think there was a swastika-ticking brigade and a swastika-cleaning squad; or a “pool’s closed” style griefing concerted effort; or a giant series of tickdicks.

This seems quite… nice in comparison. Good on you, internet.

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The waste is a fair point - storage isn’t a long term solution but then I suppose it can be managed in the interim, not like the effects of climate change.

I’m not seeing your point of “nukes” though?

Shock horror: a fucking idiot who build his persona on a foundation of being loud, obnoxious, and a bit of a twat turns out to be loud, obnoxious, and a bit of a twat.

Oh, and a nonce too.

Try electrical engineering! All you need is a socket and a fork!

I encountered Quishing the other day - the inadvertent scanning of QR codes that take a browser to a malformed URL or site with malware embedded.

Back in my day, it was just called “being a bit dense”, especially as most cameras/QR readers will offer you a prompt to go to a website first.

Is she the one that works for Nintendo, and saw Luigi in Super Mario 64 but she switched it off before it could save?

Like Microsoft Sam trying to do the Doric accent after a few pints.

Looks like a Samsung battery, about to give off some disco gas.

Yeah the charge got binned as internet access became more mainstream.it was inexpensive though, like £2 for half hour or something.

I’d pay a fair bit more to go back to an age when staring at this beautiful icon was all the reassurance you needed that the page was on its way:

Moving on fifteen years, StumbleUpon scratched that exact itch!

I mean you’re not far wrong. I always dreamed of a Ford Sierra or a Vauxhall VX220, but the Scooby with McRae and Grist’s name on it was an absolute belter.

All three manufacturers?

sad Sega noises

Dreamcast 4 lyfe yo, can’t be a previous generation if they never released a later console

I suppose the last one is halfway true. In the UK before internet access was mainstream, you either had to use the school/work network connection and their weird access control packages, or use the local library. In any case, you actually had to get dressed to use the internet.

This was when ISDN was a fat pipe, and if you went to the library, had to plan what you was going to look up because you paid for 30mins of access time. After you’d searched for PS1 cheat codes, Ask(ed) Jeeves for a fact to settle an argument, and looked up pictures of the 555-branded Subaru Impreza, it was time to burn off whatever acces time was left on Lycos, Excite, or Google’s directory service to find new cool stuff.

Old school.

That last line made me change to Ray Parker Jr style funk.

How is someone getting control of their data by paying a ransom?

The opposing actor still has your data, so it doesn’t really matter how much you pay, you’ll never be able to mitigate that security issue, surely?