Lots of good explanations here, but one thing I’d like to clarify. WHY we add digits together to represent larger numbers. Understanding this helped me to count in binary when I was a young IT technician.

In base 10, we have 10 numbers we use to count everything, each represented by a single digit 0-9. There is no single digit to represent the number 10, so we add a digit to the left and start over at 0 on the right. Hence, the number 10. Then 11-19 in serial.

But we’ve run out of digits to use again. So we add another digit to the left and start over on the right. Thus, 20.

When you get to 100, you’re now starting over at the right-most digit and have to fill up both right digits before the left digit moves up one.

Same goes for binary, where the only two digits are 0 and 1. Once you’ve counted to one, you’ve run out of digits to use, so you add a 1 to the left and start over on the right. So 2 is written as 10 in binary. Then 3 is 11. Then you’ve run out of digits again, so you add another one to the far left and start over. 4 is 100. 5 is 101. 6 is 110. 7 is 111. No more space, so add another 1 to the left and start over. 8 is 1000. 9 is 1001. 10 is 1010. 11 is 1011. 12 is 1100. And so on…

With computers, we sometimes use a hexadecimal numbering system, also known as base 16 (hex = 6, deca = 10). In this case, we need 16 unique digits before we start reusing them. So we borrow from the alphabet. We use 0-9, then go through A-F before we add a 1 to the left and start over at 0.

You can literally create a base-anything and use that to count numbers. Once you figure out how we add digits to count, it’s super easy!

I’ve enjoyed Love, Death & Robots in the past and was looking forward to a new season. But I’ve recently quit Netflix, along with all other streaming services. So the only way I’m going to see the new content is by sailing the digital seas. Which doesn’t help their ratings.

I live in America. It’s 2 AM and I just awoke from a nightmare wherein I was running from the govt. My wife, dog, and I were in hiding at my home, with friends occupying the place to help us stay hidden. But a drone spotted me. I shot it down, but we had 10 minutes to pack what I could into a short yellow schoolbus (which quickly became a British double-decker) and take off before agents showed up to capture or kill us.

By the way, I’m a white male, married to a white woman, and by all outside appearances, cis and “normal”. Probably one of the most protected classes in America right now. And even I’m having nightmares about where our country is headed and when it’ll be “my turn.”

I woke up, picked up my tablet, and this was the top post in my feed. 😣

Why?

This reminds me of that Mitchell and Webb sketch about farming.

My dad had Parkinson’s at the end of his life (and a general lack of coordination his whole life). Those magnetic charging adapters were a lifesaver for him. He just needed to get the cord close enough to the charging port on his phone and it would snap together. No coordination required.

It was also nice when he would forget to disconnect the cord. As soon as he walked away, the cable would pop off. No more broken cables from being yanked out of the phone or the wall.

When I was a kid, it was #5 with an extremely long shirt that draped almost to my toes.

It’s not on this list, but I also had a full-body zipper pajamas as a kid… until I accidentally pulled a “There’s Something About Mary” while trying to zip them closed after peeing in the middle of the night. My parents got rid of those fast after that.

Throughout my teen and early adult life, I switched to either #18 or #19. #19 while I still wore briefs; #18 when I ditched them for the infinitely more comfortable boxer briefs.

Until I discovered the freedom that came with #20. Been rocking that last one ever since.

EDIT: Once in a great while, if I have guests staying overnight, I’ll pull out #1. Just to ensure I don’t accidentally walk out nude in front of them during the night.

When I was younger, I filled in the first email address that popped into my head in order to fill in these web forms: “joeblow@aol.com.”

Turns out, it’s an actual email address. I know, because some forms won’t let me make up a non-legitimate address, but they always accepted that one.

For over 20 years, I’ve been using that as my go-to throwaway address anytime a web form blocks me from proceeding.

To whomever owns that address… I’m sorry for all the spam you may have incurred thanks to me. But it’s such a perfect generic throwaway name! I’ve never forgotten it.

In case you didn’t know, correcting someone’s syntax is considered unprofessional. 🍆👊

I knew a guy once whose last name was “EA.” Two capital letters. He pronounced it “Yeah.” His first name was Rodrake.

He kept talking about Hannibal Lecter because someone mentioned asylum for immigrants, and the only “asylum” he knows is an insane asylum.

So he started talking about Hannibal Lecter every time he mentioned immigrants, equating them with insane cannibals who want to eat you.

Steam Link used to be a small box you could buy, to stream your Steam games directly to a TV in your home. It included a Steam controller, to play your games, or you could plug in a keyboard and mouse to the box. But they stopped making them and turned Steam Link into an app. It’s still an app you can download on most smart TVs.

Maybe the PlayStation Store once has a deal to use the Steam Link app through their console in a limited capacity? There’s another app called Steam Chat, which is just the social side of Steam, showing your Steam friends, chats, and groups.

The new AOC gaming monitor can run at up to 320Hz by reducing the resolution to 1080p

Apparently, it only runs 160Hz at 4K quality. That’s not bad, but the article is a bit misleading, promoting the 320Hz and 4K resolution. If I buy a 4K monitor, I don’t want it to dip in resolution just to have a higher refresh rate.

My wife showed me Waking Life way back when we first started dating (around 2006 or so). She thought it was the best film ever. Her previous boyfriend and all her other college friends were liberal arts majors, so it was championed in their circle as a crowning achievement of film entertainment, possibly the greatest film ever made.

I, on the other hand, thought it was the most pretentious piece of artsy garbage I’d ever seen. And I was a huge fan of philosophy and human psychology in those days. I was so disappointed in that film and its poor attempt to convey its themes.

I felt like the philosophical discussions were all unimaginative topics, presented to the audience as if they were deep revelations. But there was no deeper message, no inspiring new thoughts to convey. Just a bunch of common philosophical themes that we’ve seen explored in dozens of other films. But this one refused to commit to an actual understanding of those themes, instead leaving them vague and open-ended, so you can project your own meanings on them instead of the creator doing actual work or showing any knowledge or understanding.

Heck, it didn’t even have a decent flow to the story. There wasn’t really a plot, just a bunch of disjointed thoughts that the creator wanted to say without knowing how to properly convey it on screen. There weren’t even decent transitions between topics, and the main character just sort of faded out of the story as it got lost in its tunnel of thought-dumping on the viewer. I absolutely hated that film.

I last watched it nearly 2 decades ago. I’ve wanted to rewatch it again and see if my feelings about it still hold up. My wife has rewatched it since, and she now agrees with me that it’s a pretty pretentious piece of work. Maybe we should both check it out again and reevaluate.

I was excited for this game, even had it wishlisted on Steam for a while now. But its rating on Steam is mostly negative right now.

Most of the reviews are saying this is an incomplete mess, with bad audio levels, cringey voice acting, incoherent/confusing plot, and awful graphics regardless of what setting you use.

I still have high hopes for this game, as it’s in early access right now. But I’m not gonna buy it for a while. I’ll give the developers some time to fix it up.

American here; pardon my imperial units. I’ll try to convert as needed.

When I was a kid, growing up in Minnesota, my parents always kept the thermostat set to 68° F (20° C) in the summertime and 72° F (22.2° C) in the wintertime. My mother would also drop the temperature to 65° F (18.3° C) at night, insisting that we slept better when it was cold.

As an adult, I prefer to keep it at about 69° F (20.5° C) year round. 68° F (20° C) starts to feel a bit chilly after a while, and anything over 70° F (21° C) makes me start breaking out in a sweat. 69° F (20.5° C) is the ideal temperature for me.

And that’s perfectly valid. Sometimes you need time to yourself; being unproductive physically can be very productive mentally.

I’m just about to turn 41 and I had several experiences with long-distance relationships before I got married. Heck, I got hitched before online dating became a common thing; I totally missed the boat on that. I feel like online dating would’ve made my life much easier because I’m an introvert who sucked at talking face-to-face with anyone I had a crush on. But I could chat online all night and seduce practically anyone with my charm and wits. I had serious game as long as I was behind a computer screen, haha! And I was pretty handsome in my youth, so I never disappointed when people met me in person.

In 2001, I was 17 and long-distance dating my best friend’s 3rd-cousin. She lived about 3 states away. We got to know each other through AOL Instant Messenger after my friend asked me to chat with her one night. We’d be chatting all night, keeping each other company with only typed words. I only met her twice in person. The second time, she decided that the long distance relationship was too hard to maintain. She was about to graduate and go off to college anyway. I still had another year of high school before I was free.

A few years later, when I was 20, I had joined the US Air Force and was stationed in Japan for my first assignment. I found myself dating a local Filipino girl. She was 27, and the most advanced tech she owned was a flip phone. Planning dates was awful because I didn’t even own a mobile phone, so I had to hang out near my landline phone at home and wait for her to call when she was ready for me to pick her up. She would soak in the tub for 3+ hours each night before our dates, so I spent most of my evenings just sitting at home, waiting for her call. She didn’t own a car, so I had to go pick her up.

In 2005, I got deployed to Africa for 4 months. I basically told my girlfriend that I would be unreachable while I was there, but if the opportunity arose, I’d try to contact her. I wrote her a few letters while I was gone, and even sent a few brief emails to her phone. She had some email service that would forward messages to her flip phone, but only if it was less than 20 characters. She didn’t own a computer. I got to call her only once, but we were limited to a 5-minute call, and someone was always listening to the conversation, to make sure I didn’t discuss classified information.

I came home from Africa and my girlfriend was so excited to see me again, she planned to spend the night at my place. But after a very passionate “reunion” that night, she suddenly got very quiet. She wouldn’t look at me and refused to talk. After coaxing her for a bit, she finally opened up and accused me of cheating on her while I was gone! When I asked where she got that idea, she said the sex was so good, I must have been practicing with other girls! I tried to explain that it was just the pent up emotions from being abstinent for so long, but she wouldn’t hear it. She had thoroughly convinced herself and she dumped me that night.

I went home on vacation to visit family shortly after that and wound up meeting the girl who would eventually become my wife. She was the college roommate of an ex-girlfriend of mine whom I was still close friends with. My soon-to-be wife and I spent a few days of my vacation hanging out, then I went back to Japan and we stayed in touch over AOL Instant Messenger. We chatted almost every day and got to know each other really well.

When I got sent to Oklahoma for my next assignment, less than a year later, I was only a few states away from my eventual wife, and she asked if I would be willing to try a long-distance relationship with her. I had finally received my first-ever mobile phone (a flip-phone) and I made an effort to call her at least once a week. Outside of that, we stayed in touch via email or through AOL Instant Messenger. About once a year, when I had saved up some vacation days, I would drive the 7+ hours out to her home and I would spend a week or two staying with her before returning to my military base.

A year later, she graduated college and wanted to move in with me, but I got deployed to Iraq a week before she was supposed to move in. So I mailed her a house key and told her to make herself comfortable and I would be back in 4 months. While I was deployed, we chatted almost daily through Gchat, Google’s attempt at an instant messenger program embedded in Gmail.

I eventually came home and we lived together for about 9 months before I got a new assignment to South Korea. I was going to be stationed there for 1 year before being reassigned to Germany. I couldn’t bring my girlfriend along, so she went back to her home state for the year. I promised we’d meet up in Germany a year later.

A half year later, I went home on vacation and proposed to my then-girlfriend. She said yes, but also dropped a bombshell: she didn’t know how to keep a steady job if she was just going to be following me around the world, moving every few years at the whim of the military. So she asked if I was okay with her joining the military as well. She had learned a lot about military life and how excellent the benefits and pay were, and she wanted to try it for herself.

So I took her to a military recruiter, got her signed up, then I went back to South Korea for the second half of my year-long assignment.

But I told her, if she joined as a single woman, she would get a random assignment somewhere in the world and I might never see her again. So I suggested that we just get the legal paperwork for marriage out of the way so she’s legally tied to me, then we can plan a big wedding some other time when we’re living closer to home. If we’re legally married, then the military would keep us assigned together.

So we looked into the legal process for her home state and found out I didn’t have to be physically present to get married, and we were allowed to sign the marriage license in advance of the ceremony. So she mailed a marriage license to me, I signed it with a legal notary as witness, then I mailed it back to her and she signed it as well.

Then she asked a friend of hers who was an ordained minister to perform a brief ceremony to legally wed us. My wife invited her military recruiter as a witness and they performed the wedding ceremony from her bedroom. I joined the ceremony over Skype, from my dormitory room in South Korea.

During that time, I only lost connection once. Webcams were not very reliable in those days (around 2009), so it was a miracle I only dropped the call once during the ceremony.

After the ceremony, her recruiter borrowed the wedding license to update her status as married before she officially joined the US military. 5 days later, my wife left for military basic training and it was almost a half a year later that I got to see her again. I couldn’t reach her while she was in training. I got assigned to Germany and my wife followed me there about 3 months later.

And that was pretty much the end of my struggles with old-fashioned long-distance dating. In 2009, I got my first-ever smartphone while in Germany (an iPhone 3S) and staying in touch with people became a lot easier from that point on.

Oh yeah, and I had the worst time staying in touch with my family while I was in the military. My mother would always mail me calling cards (back when long-distance phone calls were expensive as hell). She expected ME to reach out to HER, though. I gave her my email address, but she almost never emailed me. She thought it was MY responsibility as her son to call her.

Suffice to say, I didn’t have much contact with my family in the 20 years I spent in the military. Long-distance phone calls were expensive and difficult to figure out when I was stationed outside the US, and I was always a bad conversationalist on the phone. If I couldn’t see who I was talking to, my brain would wander and I’d lose track of the conversation. I learned at 37 years old that I have a bad case of ADHD, which explained my struggles with staying in touch with people who weren’t physically nearby.

My wife and I moved in with my dad when I retired from the military a few years ago, but my mother had divorced him and moved across the country by then, so I still struggle to stay in touch with her. I’m trying to text her more often, but she’s extremely old-fashioned and expects me to call her instead of messaging. She’s 100% a boomer (born in the '40s) and is completely tech-illiterate. It’s very frustrating. She doesn’t really believe in ADHD and thinks it’s just an excuse to be lazy, so she regularly plays the victim when I don’t contact her enough. Which just makes me dread calling her.

So I guess I’m still struggling to communicate in an old-fashioned way with my mother, even to this day. But I’m pretty good at staying in touch with other friends and family via more modern communications.

Then his single mom starts spends an inordinate amount of time hanging out with the Pokémon professor…