10.October.2019 13:44 |
toolboxio
| equal rights and lefts
you know shit's fucked on a crazy magnitude when ~i~ give a shit about natural and constitutional rights. if you were lucky enough to have been born in the US* - or have become a legal citizen (congrats) - you get access to inalienable rights that are almost unheard of in the rest of the world.
*i don't give a sweet shit if you fully, 100% believe the united states is a dictatorship and you hate it. be happy you don't live in a fourth or fifth world communist shitheap.
one of those is the right to bear arms.
written at a time when the colonies had just gotten done telling the british crown to go fuck itself via the revolutionary war. the second amendment was given to all citizens freely so that IF governmental tyrants were to ever try the same shit, its citizens could defend themselves.
citizens make up the police, firemen, and military. getting citizens to open fire on other citizens wouldn't take a whole hell of a lot of persuading. at least with the right to bear arms, the citizenry would have a fighting chance.
if someone allows you to do X thing, do it. because you won't know what you have until you don't have it.
08.October.2019 10:36 |
toolboxio
| mid morning thoughts, by a tool
note: this went a weird direction lmao
i had a fleeting thought earlier on my daily drive through the hood on the way to work. it's a straight shot sending you through some sketch-as-fuck neighborhoods. it's super early in the morning, so no bad bois are up and attem.
as i was dodging potholes and jaywalkers, i got to thankin. currently, we're not allowed to talk the boatload of shit like we did in SS, way back when. imagine it. we said some fucked up shit to one another. either out of pure hatred or a gentle caress. thems was some WORDS.
none of it was ~illegal~ it could have been ~morally ambiguous~ at the very least; ~fucked up~ at the fore.
and that's just it. they were WORDS. the second we logged off, it was over. i'm one to talk, tho. i had a fucking websitepage where i just talked more shit. but it was just that: "mildly" obsessive shit talking. let's be real, though, i was addicted as fuck to the shit talk. most of us were.
so addicted that it translates over into other games. if i can't teamkill and talk some shit over text, you've lost me.
if i can't talk some shit because someone fucked up and got themselves or their teammates killed and i continually bring up that point so they get off their game and become fueled with R A G E because some text on a screen got them so platinum booty bothered assblasted they've now got my fuckin name in their frontal cortex at all times so when they see me next they break off from whatever the they were doing and go directly at me or a teammate
U CAN SAY UR NOT MAD BUT YOURE MAD ONLINE™
i apologize for going off topic. SHIT TALK. the things we said in the past, there's no way we could say now. everything is politically charged; everything is being dictated by a vocally loud, but insanely small minority. instead of laughing in people's faces when they go off-da-railz multi track drifting, people and businesses cow-tow to their demands, which become increasingly crazy and sideways. BAKE THE CAKE, BIGOT.
"""they""" are attempting to push the envelope to see exactly how far the general public will go to not be seen as hateful. whatever the fuck that means. somewhere along the lines, being SEEN as a hateful bigot - whether true or not, it remains irrelevant - by peers or otherwise, is tantamount in people's lives. being a seemingly ~virtuous, good person~ is more important than actually being a good person. because these people are so morally bankrupt, the illusion is just as good as the real thing. because they're not trying to convince themselves, they're trying to convince others to not try to peel back the sticker and look underneath.. because it's almost always an unsurprisingly ugly caricature.
LOOK AT HOW GOOD I AM. LOOK AT ALL THE VIRTUOUS SHIT I HAVE DONE. LOOK HOW ACCEPTING I AM ABOUT PEOPLES IMAGINARY SEX OR GENDER OR WHATEVER. LOOK AT ME ALLOWING MENTALLY UNSOUND PEOPLE TO RUN THE ASYLUM. THEYRE SO GOSH DANG QUIRKY WITH THEIR FURRY TENDENCIES AND RAPEY SEX PEST WAYS
it's all an illusion and it's all fucking gay
here's a site where i posted logs of people talking shit lmao • not subspace
07.October.2019 14:17 |
toolboxio
| shoutbox for later
07.October.2019 11:15 |
toolboxio
| plex and unraid and freenas and shit
through the FUCKING NERDS™ at work, i've figured out relatively quickly that THE thing to use your extra computer(s) for is a NAS - network attached storage. Then to implement Plex or XBMC/Kodi or whatever to access that through a LAN or internet. I want to go the free route, but it may come down to the not-free version because of compatibility or ease of installation.
• Plex (free/"plex pass") i'm fairly sure plex's free version has more than enough features if all you're wanting to do is transcode/stream media to your phone.
• FreeNAS (free) • Unraid ($59/89/129) i'm assuming it's a one-time purchase for unraid.
in my old age, experience has taught me that imperfection is perfection. or some other wax poetic bullshit. sure, you can purchase a cd (lol) or a bunch of mp3s (LOL), but it sounds the exact same every time. the digital perfection can lose a lot of the warmth of an analog vacuum tube; the pop-hiss of the needle hitting the imperfections in the pressing; a well-played record sounds different than a brand new one.
what i'm trying to convey is that i'm fucking picky on what i spend my money on. i refuse to spend real money on digital music. i'll gladly spend the same amount on a live show or a vinyl vs a cd or a handful of mp3s.
SO ANYWAY MONDO TEES always has an eclectic collection of hard to find shit or re-pressings or just odd shit. it would make wonderful xmas gifts. JUST SAIYAN.
anyone who calls a computer that does simple fileshare a "server" is a retard. don't believe their lies. if they were serious, they would learn how to implement a NAS at the bare minimum.
24.September.2019 10:12 |
toolboxio
| i used to be a discount angery young lad
in my old age, i've figured out that clowning on suckas isn't all it's cracked up to be. esp when the odds of you having a face-to-face are increasingly possible. cuz you can't take some shit back when you say it to their face. maybe yall ought to calm the fuck down and not beef about literal shit that doesn't matter.
or do. whatever. you know what's best for your life, rite.
21.September.2019 22:35 |
toolboxio
| i have no idea
initially i thought i'd use MAN for more than the occasional blogging. i thought wrong. so i gotta come up with some fuckin thing to use it for or i'll pull the plug.
here's a good song
13.September.2019 15:19 |
toolboxio
| get your miniatures painted like you know what you're doing
guy from work does this as a hobby. he is very talented. but dont tell him i said this. mentioned he is going to get a shopping cart added soonish™
13.September.2019 10:30 |
toolboxio
| that dang ol quake 3 man
you ever had deep fried pork skins slathered in queso cheese and dipped in bbq sauce? shit's divine. it also gave me mega diarrhea. worth it.
12.September.2019 10:57 |
toolboxio
| succulent meat faggots in a onion wine sauce
one of the worst things about having computers - be it gaming or whatever - as a hobby, when you do work on them all fuckin day, the last thing you want to do is fire up the radiation king. the power went out at home, killing the machines. i didn't even bother turning it back on. instead, i went right to sleep when i got in.
been noticing i do that more and more often. i'm not a morning person in any way and i have difficulty unwinding at the end of the day. so i will willingly drug myself into falling asleep. thing is, i do so so much earlier than i rightfully should. usually get home after driving a full hour in steadily moving, shitty traffic between 17:30 to 18:30. then i sit in my comfy chair and that's that. i'm not moving; i'm not getting up.
starting to understand why my dad didn't want to do shit when he got home at the end of the day. he was a company man for the better part of his working career. he was on the road for at least half of that. fuckin hate driving long distance. even if it's across town.
everyone i've talked to is like "you're fine. as long as you're accessing new stuff and asking questions and shadowing people, you're learning and that's what you need to be doing." i uh. well it doesn't feel like i'm doing shit except pissing around on VMs and the internet. which is exactly what i have been doing.
i'll shadow a few guys and ask questions.. it's like i'm doing absolutely nothing good. they don't have dedicated trainers and this job is based on doing it over and over; repetition memory, monotony possibly. each case is different because the product/application breaks in very strange ways. it'll be a godsend the day that computers just don't break anymore. we'll be long gone by the time that happens tho.
also, today is nine eleven. never forget.
11.September.2019 11:11 |
toolboxio
| so i got a pistolero
Agent Lester was like "you don't have a choice, i'm getting you a pistol." well ok. dont twist my arm.
wound up getting a S&W SD9ve with two 16 round mags. grandpapa hickock does a nice overview:
wife wasn't too keen on having one in the house, but having been broken into and had shit stolen once then some rando on the back porch rifling through my stuff.. naw. making an effort to move out of jackson by january or feb. it's just getting worse.
anyway
day six or seven at the new job. immediately figuring out that i don't know shit about shit. guys up here are software people. and most of them dont give a sweet shit about anything after work. i can see why. the last thing anyone wants to do is blow out their retinas all day then hop back on the radiation king when they get home.
except for the meganerds™. there are a few of those.
the ones that have a 60TB server in their house. i thought i had a downloading problem. dang.
