…depending upon the week, somewhere between ⅔ and ⅘ of my workflow can be in outlook…
…our IT policy required a shift to new outlook last year and it devastated my productivity: i struggled against its user-hostile interface for a couple of weeks and eventually just stayed home so i could get work done, despite our back-to-office mandate…in short order i was given an administrator account and i’m back on old outlook again…
…with some clever geometry, it could be sized for metric-integer weight, length, and volume…
…those are some tiny potatoes or ginormous bananas in either case…
…recursive eisenhower method works well for me: it’s effective + simple-enough not to be bogged-down by overplanning…
…hot tub time machine was way better than it had any right to be…
…i begrudgingly walked into the theatre expecting rogue one to be another yet installment of phoned-in franchise slop and walked out having watched the best star wars film since 1977…
…back in the CRT era i needed at least a 72Hz refresh rate to not feel any discomfort; that doesn’t exactly correlate with framerates on modern LCD displays but i think it’s a good proxy for the threshold of general perceptiblity…
…are greater framerates smoother?..sure, especially in my peripheral vision, but 72 FPS is generally good-enough beyond which returns start diminishing…
(i’m sorry, i don’t recognise most of what you wrote there)
…looks pretty much the same on bing maps, except they’re so committed that they named it twice…
…but it’s not in any way contiguous with south america; that would be the caribbean sea…
…putin got us into this mess amd couldn’t be happier…
…what name?..
…i mean that i’ve never seen kerrygold sold in sticks; maybe it’s a regional thing?..
…our kerrygold comes in slabs, not sticks…
…by contrast to airwolf…
…yeah, my inner twelve-year-old would rock this house so hard: blockbuster party friday night, cartoons saturday morning, bike ride to the candy store then GI joes in the backyard saturday afternoon, SNICK followed by staying up way too late playing D+D saturday night, more D+D sunday morning, then jetski rides and a hot dog cookout before wrapping up the weekend with amazing stories, the young indiana jones chronicles, star trek, and finally falling asleep in my bunk bed…
…she’s an episcopalian bishop who led trump’s inaugural service, asking that he accept god’s humility and share his mercy with marginalised people who fear him, specifically naming genderqueer, immigrant, and refugee populations…