My first coding class was Cobol and we used punch-cards.
(Side story, nothing strikes a feeling of dread more than the sound of cards being shuffled behind you.)
My first coding class was Cobol and we used punch-cards.
(Side story, nothing strikes a feeling of dread more than the sound of cards being shuffled behind you.)
But when that noise is used in the right hands …
I used to use a plain text system, “encoded” in such a way that only I knew what the actual password was, and I kept it on Google Keep.
But that for harder and harder to manage, coupled with, if I were to get run over by a bus, no one else would be able to access my accounts.
Now I’ve been using Dashlane for a few years. Not just for passwords, but secure notes as well.
Works seamlessly on all of my devices and zero complaints.
X is for xylophone. Because X is always for xylophone.
I did Chicago to Dallas and back.
Never again. On the way down I had coach seats only and the trip was about 20 hours. Trying to sleep in those seats was hell.
The moment I got off the train, I walked to the ticketing desk and immediately upgraded to a sleeper for the return. “That will be an extra $400, sir.” Don’t care, just do it.
The sleeper was slightly better in that I got to stretch out, but actually sleeping wasn’t as restful as I thought it would be.
The number of delays while waiting for freight trains was the worst. Before arriving into Dallas, you could see the city. We were 15 minutes away from arriving into the station, but had to sit and wait for about 90 minutes. I could have gotten off and walked and gone back for my bags later.
I did meet some nice people, as you’re forced to sit with others in the dining car when you’re traveling alone since there’s only so many seats. And the food was better than expected. That was probably the only real plus.
Funny how surgeons don’t seem to have the problems this flyer describes.
And I better not open this person’s closet and find a single scarf.
How anyone can still believe this shit just confounds me.
::slow clap::
Well played, friend. Well played.
Hahah, no, but reordering 200+ cards was just a pain in the ass.