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  • I’ve been looking into robotic lawnmowers, and they’re basically the same. The more primitive ones have a hall effect sensor under their snout feeling for a wire you bury around the edge of your yard, and do the “go until you hit something, turn a random amount, repeat until low battery, follow perimeter to dock” or they require phoning home in some way, shape or form.

    Meanwhile, some guy’s got an open source system that runs on a Raspberry Pi on the mower itself.

    I guess I’m willing to believe that some of the LIDAR or camera-only guided mowers need some serious processing power to create the maps they use for guidance around the yard, and that’s more practical to do on the company’s servers than on the device itself…except not really; we’ve got decently powerful ARM SoCs that don’t cost much, don’t take a lot of power to run, and can do that job. The reality is, you can’t get a pedometer app for a smart phone that doesn’t broadcast sensor telemetry to two continents these days.










  • It has been my observation as a 5’7" tall man that it correlates with the rise/requirement of dating sites.

    Prior to 2012, no women made mention of my height. The average American man is 5’10", I’m slightly below average, yet I’m still 3 inches taller than the average American woman who stands at 5’4". My 5’0" tall girlfriend my senior year of high school had to stretch up on her tip toes for a kiss. Hell, when I was out of college and finishing up flight school, I dated a girl who was my height. She never brought up my height. The very few girls I’ve been with since haven’t mentioned it.

    You know what happened in September of 2012? Tinder launched.

    It wasn’t long after that the default way of boy encountering girl transitioned from meatspace to Tinderspace, which meant she experiences his height and overall size not as a visceral “look how my hand fits in his” or the feeling in her back when she stretches up for a kiss, it’s now some numbers start with a 5 and some numbers start with a 6, and 6 is more than 5.

    Lemmy tends to be a space where being left wing isn’t enough, you’ve got to be so left wing you can barely see the dim red glow of the position light or you might as well be a goose stepping Nazi. “If you’re so far left, kiss this painting of Komrade Lenin” kind of place. Which, in practice, makes this the kind of place that will say “People don’t make friends because there’s a lack of third spaces, which makes in-person relationships difficult if not impossible to initiate or maintain, hence post-school adults having few if any in-person friendships and socializing entirely online especially among younger generations.”

    …Except on the subject of young men and their romantic exploits, because a boy born in 1999 is the only person who can be to blame for the all-time low earning potential, all-time high cost of formal education, all-time high cost of living, all-time high bullshit to even get a job, all-time high physical beauty standards for men, and all-time high competition given the largely fake landscape of social media, and the ones who say “fuck this shit” you shame as “incels.” Which is shaping up to be an utter winner as a feminist tactic, it’s gaining women so many civil rights the world over, at this rate there’s gonna be a female pope by 2027.