Where?

Oh! On the web interface? n_n I don’t use the web interface. It’s video, so I use a video player. I see no ads, ~ if I do [like ads read out by the podcast host], I skip ahead.

on YouTube’s TV app

That’s where you went wrong. Come to the free software community. We can mend bugs (like malicious features (like ads)) with free software, being free to use, study, share & change the software.

Get some on all his properties.

His golf course(s(?)) in Scotland, his places in New York and Washington D.C., his home, etc.

And plastered around anywhere he goes.

Cannibalism is vegan friendly?

Because it’s the next most ethical, because it’s only ones own species one is eating?

???

I don’t think this is a sound way to seek remedy. Two wrongs. Solution space may be elsewhere.

Je ne pas parle francaise.

Mon franchaise tres mal.

Can make extended version, that zooms the next frame into the logo’s cat and its implied impassive devious side eye

Where may I acquire my 1mb racoon gifs from?

Yeah… uninstall the bootloader… I may just do that. Good idea. That’ll be fun… a little extra security hurdle to hop over to be able to boot into the machine. Doesn’t really do much to the attack surface, but eliminates about half of the dumb attackers. Glad for the freedom to have unique innovative security arrangements. Thankyou Free Software.

And didn’t need crawl through as much as Andy did.

My life.

I have voluntarily donated more to Free Software development than I ever allowed myself to be forced to pay for proprietary software.

Feeeeeeels good.

Try run the decibel linux pendrive you made earlier and preserved in a working audio state.

And/or there are GUIs for JACK connectivity… ?

Need some video games that do not atrophy your ass to eternity.

You make it fun. And the fun don’t stop.

… Unless you burn out. Burn out is no fun. [<- To be clear, that is “no fun”, not merely “not fun”. Burnout blocks all fun. Which, recursively, is, no fun.]

No lower back pain these days much ever at all.

It’s all upper back pain and shin pain these days.

Upper back pain’s for pussies.

You want back pain, lower’s where the strong stuff is. Carrying more weight on it.

Shin pain, sharp and brutal, but at least it’s not hip pain.

Best I’ve had though, detatched muscle on the side of my torso. Every breath in, every breath out, like a breadknife being pushed in to, and pulled out of, my side. For months/years. That was my 20s. Still flares up every once in a while.

If only what-ails-us were as simple as to go by age. Then I’d have been spared winning a comorbidity jackpot of over a dozen autoimmune conditions and more.

Ones existence being what it is, is the existence one knows, and so it’s the norm, even if it seems to suck to others… No, but yeah, it does suck. Sucks being in this, one of the biggest minorities, the only one anyone can join at any time, like it or not, and probably not, … Sucks having people stop you in the street asking if you’re alright when you’re just hobbling along like your normal but they think you’ve just been stabbed. Sucks having stories of one ailment accidentally bring people to tears, and then think best not tell of the ten worse ailments.

No matter what condition you’re in, live life to the full. It’s too easy to squander the sunshine. Seize the moment. Find exuberant joy in everything you do, and do everything joyous, joyously.

Promise me…

*cough cough*

Promise me you’ll do this, no matter age nor ails, build no fodder for regretting having not done, by simply doing. Living. Appreciate that you can. Grant me this dying wish. Promise me you’ll live. Live. Live!

I mean… It’s not that bad. I’m not dying, soon, afaik. But still, like the OP says, live these decades correctly. Have fun.

(Like I did, writing this… Oh look, I am doing 40s correctly after all! Yay!)

I hear the reflex now “Jeez! Take another milligram of vitamin D3, and blast that morose whining away with sunshine from the inside.” Both right.

Can make own at home, with a blender.

Roast your own nuts of choice.

Roasted Almond. Great.

Roasted Almond with roasted Hemp kernels. Great.

Roasted Almonds with roasted Hemp kernels, walnuts, pecans, pistachios, brazil nuts, hazelnuts, with a dash of chocolate, chilli, turmeric and white pepper… Great.

Taking the junk from the corporation… Not so great.

Much more fun exploring what ingredients go in your food, rather than have the corporation choose for you. They don’t choose for you. They choose for themselves, at you. You end up with junk instead of food.

Much more fun making your own. Healthier, cost similar, more nutrition, and no where near as much nutrientless white crystalline addictants… unless you want that, and can add sugar back in if you want. (Roasting makes it sweet though. Top tip. Healthy sweet.)

Just almonds, roasted, then blended smooth at a medium speed. Try it. See which wins your taste test.

Oops. Sorry. I’ve been doing 30s and 40s wrong!

That’s when I had lower back pain.

Girls of any size can adjust their browser settings…

Guy does not need girl (regardless of size) to adjust his browser settings.

Guy can adjust his own browser cookie settings.

… Wait. Have I stumbled into a euphemism?

Praise his noodliness.

And dwelled on.

And what happened before that too, for how long, and then before that for how long.

Good job, colonialism. /s

But no, seriously, good job civil rights campaigns. We’re not done yet.