MIT OpenCourseWare might be close enough to what you’re looking for.

https://ocw.mit.edu/

And accompanying lectures on YouTube:

https://www.youtube.com/user/MIT

The only person stealing is the one who circumvents the DRM and shares it. It’s not stealing to see or hear something.

Once you put something out into the world, it’s no longer yours really.

-Bandit Heeler

I have a better idea. Define piracy as profiting off of the creative work of another without compensation. Piracy for personal use is theft only in the amount it was offered for sale. For torrenting it could be argued you have stolen 1 copy plus your seed ratio. However, lots of content isn’t even available for legal purchase, only subscription for viewing. Owning a copy of this content is not piracy because it did not interfere with the sale of the item (since it’s not offered for sale). Therefore, an act of media preservation is theft by this definition, but the amount or value of that theft is $0, because it’s not currently offered for sale.

I did not. Foolishly I got rid of my balance board after some years of no use.

If you can find an old working Wii Fit Balance Board you can use it as a very accurate Bluetooth scale.

I don’t drink water. I fill my tea kettle from the tap, as chlorine evaporates rapidly and completely from hot water. I usually drink two pints this way (one coffee and one herbal tea), and I drink a can of fizzy water at lunch, and maybe a beer with dinner.

I have two TP-Link EAP610, one EAP245, and one EAP615-Wall. The Omada controller runs on my home server in an LXC. Three of the units are powered by PoE, and the garage one is meshed in. I needed three in my house because the walls have chicken wire in them which blocks and reflects WiFi. It took some trail and error to get the WAPs in suitable locations. The main one in the basement is under a wall, such that it has line of sight into 5 rooms of the house. I used iPerf to test performance at the edges of each room, until I could get at least 300 Mbit reliably. That was the only way I could ensure that I was getting a direct signal and not a reflection off a wall.

Weaponized incompetence?

I’ve used Mack’s Hear Plugs at a couple concerts. Inexpensive and the music actually sounded better and less muddled than full volume.

The wealthy own everything. The media, the campaign funding, the concert venues, the restaurants, the farmland, the water, the houses, the offices, the railroads, the textbook publishers. Fucking everything. The only thing our government does well is print more money for the rich.

Appreciate your luck when you catch a break, but do not expect it. Life is not fair. It never was, nor will it ever be.

My approach also plants the seed of reason in the jurors who have already been selected. They may ignore jury nullification, but an open discussion of whether or not just laws need to be enforced never hurts.

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Yeah but I also didn’t really want to be on the jury that much. And I didn’t get called up anyway.

I had half a day to think about it when they were selecting jury for a DUI case. I’d rather speak my mind freely for the jurors they’ve already selected, who are present during the full selection process. Normally one might think context doesn’t matter but DUI laws can also apply to a bicycle, which is a perfect candidate for being nullified by the jury.

My reply would be: “if the law is just, I will make a decision that serves justice”.

I’m kind of a Linux noob but I found LXC to be much easier to manage than Docker. Some nice resources are TurnKeyLinux images and the helper scripts:

https://community-scripts.github.io/ProxmoxVE/

Depends on the spring, some don’t stink at all. One time I drank some boiled hot spring water and my farts were really copious and really sulfuric for 24 hours. I was kinda worried.

Over 20 years ago, I met my future wife on a bus. There was a fare dispute and the bus got pulled over by the police for like an hour, giving us time to talk.

When I graduated college my mom apparently passed my resume around to everyone, and her diving instructor gave it to a friend who gave it to a coworker who decided to give me an interview. I’m still in a career that started with the most random of connections.

A couple years ago, my mom discovered from my DNA test that she had assumed my father incorrectly based on the gestation timeline estimated by the doctor. She told me my real dad’s name, and I have met him and learned of new siblings, cousins, uncles, and grandmother. Whoops.

Sometimes the most random of events has lifelong consequences.