I’m honestly not sure. https://github.com/ublue-os/bazzite/blob/main/system_files/desktop/shared/usr/share/ublue-os/just/10-update.just
The bazzite motd says use ujust
I’m honestly not sure. https://github.com/ublue-os/bazzite/blob/main/system_files/desktop/shared/usr/share/ublue-os/just/10-update.just
The bazzite motd says use ujust
But just the thought of all those ball sacks in close proximity makes this photo so redneck homoerotic.
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Thank you for aggregating the thread. I clicked through and had a hard time figuring out where to start reading and wtf was going on. I have no idea how people read in small chunks like that.
But then I’d have to deal with snap.
Does using uv init
count?
YT:
Not breakfast, but I used to eat dinner with my neighbors allllll the time. They even used my fridge to keep extra food in when preparing for parties and stuff.
My kids and I always make loud farting noises until we can skip the ad.
Plotters are so much slower than printers, but having one write your document out for you would be so cool. This is one reason I would buy a Cricut.
Harold and Kumar go to Florianópolis.
Easy to update, easy to uninstall, easy to migrate.
I am not downplaying the supreme engineering of the mars rover team, especially because there is no GPS on mars, but DJI has pre-programmed drone flights that work with their consumer drones, called missions.
https://developer.dji.com/doc/mobile-sdk-tutorial/en/basic-introduction/basic-concepts/missions.html
I’ve been thinking about setting up a mission for my drone to fly every week to gather data about what my neighborhood is like throughout the year.
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So many things from fantasies are actually a bad time in real life. Like sex on the beach. Who wants sand in those sensitive pleasure areas? I got to 2nd base on the beach once and we were both like f this let’s go back home. When I got back to my car I had a parking ticket. And I lost my eyeglasses.
“How you doing, Dixie?”
“I’m dead, Case. Got enough time in on this Hosaka to figure that one.”
“How’s it feel?”
“It doesn’t.”
“Bother you?”
“What bothers me is, nothin’ does.”
“How’s that?”
“Had me this buddy in the Russian camp, Siberia, his thumb was frostbit. Medics came by and they cut it off. Month later he’s tossin’ all night. Elroy, I said, what’s eatin’ you? Goddam thumb’s itchin’, he says. So I told him, scratch it. McCoy, he says, it’s the other goddam thumb.” When the construct laughed, it came through as something else, not laughter, but a stab of cold down Case’s spine. “Do me a favor, boy.”
“What’s that, Dix?”
“This scam of yours, when it’s over, you erase this goddam thing.”
Also when watching sports.