I use a whole bunch of Linux distros at work (CentOS, alpine, ubuntu, debian, opensuse) and a bunch on my devices at home (mint, fedora, nobara, and manjaro), and so far the only distro I’ve seen ship decoupled shared electron libs like you described is Manjaro (and presumably Arch).
You’ve been autist-baited!
Trillium is a full featured configurable and programmable self-hosted note-taking app that can be easily configured to suit the use case you’re describing, it does categories, tags, links to other topics etc.
+1 for CBAT
A few people I work with, in the data science and environmental science fields.
Kristen Bell played Anna in Frozen, did not sing “Let it go”. That was by Elsa, played by Idina Menzel.
That’s a great perspective, thanks for sharing that and it makes me want to reconsider using Gleam, but even more so makes me want to properly learn Erlang. And actually I’m not really a fan of Ruby, so that’s not something I’m attached to in Elixir.
I certainly appreciate the introduction of typing in Gleam, but one criticism I’ve seen of Gleam is the lack of function overloading, that is such a core feature of both Erlang and Elixir.
What’s your thoughts on Gleam vs Elixir?
I just started learning elixir last month then I read about gleam, watched some video introductions, it looks good, but I think Elixir is still the better language to learn right now to choose one.
I for one certainly cannot forget CBAT. It’s nuts, and so good, and so bad.
Ah yes, H’taln’k from J’briom-4, flying his Zal’t M’lort class Winger to the Mont Bronl’n port with the day’s haul of Sea Crom’t. Oh won’t his mabs’k be pleased with this delivery.
+1 for SG-1 and Atlantis. So good.
Same. This is exactly what I do. I’m on my 5th Android phone since 2009, and I still have all my call logs and SMSs going back until then, because I backup from my old phone and restore to my new phone on every upgrade.
Same. I often experience what OP is describing, and I’m neurologically and psychologically fine.
For me, it usually takes the form of the sudden realisation that I’m a tiny slice of the universe piloting this body on this planet. I could leave any time I like, and the body would continue to function and operate on its own. Everything I’m seeing and experiencing are simply electrical signals from this body’s eyes and other senses passed to me, none of it is “real”.
I don’t let it freak me out. I’ve learned to use it as a source of confidence, to remind myself I’m more in control of my life and my actions, my experiences and outcomes, than I think I am.
When my wife and I moved to our current house, we decided to get a decent bed. We spent good money on a very good mattress. While at the mattress store, my wife decided its a good idea to buy expensive thick memory-foam pillows too. Medium size for her, and large for me.
I found that the way the pillow pushed my head so far up and forward was pretty uncomfortable. My chin was touching my chest all night. I decided that sleeping with my head further back and my shoulders up on the pillow helped a bit, but it was still uncomfortable how much it pushed my shoulders up and forward too.
I put up with that for 4 years, thinking I’d just get used to it eventually. Then I had a revelation that I could just go back to my old pillow. Humans aren’t supposed to sleep with their head, neck and shoulders at a crazy angle, no matter how expensive the pillow is. Thankfully I never got a numb arm or sore hand or any other nerve or vascular issue from it.
I eventually found the perfect pillow for me that is actually pretty similar to the rolled up tshirt idea you mentioned.
Breakfast cake? Sign me up!
There’s something particularly good about just boiled eggs, black pepper, and mayo on buttered bread. I’ve had this one a few times.
Whoa, what a feast for the senses, I’ve gotta try that one.
Beef pattie + bacon + fried egg + cheese + mayo. That’s what I want. In every burger.
In Australia we have a “works” burger that is steak + bacon + egg + onion + lettuce + beetroot + cheese + mayo, and sometimes pineapple too. It’s amazing, it’s my favourite burger.
Ha, that’s actually a hilarious conversation my buddy and I once had. We were talking about aggressively pooping in your pants in an interview while maintaining eye contact to assert dominance. The thought was it would make you appear fractionally taller (spacing you slightly up from the seat), the interviewer would be intimated by your sudden infinitesimal height difference.
That’s why generally they’ll use the term “street value” for these kinds of descriptions. That means it’s worth that amount because that’s what people are willing to pay for it.