That's how we got into Waipi'o Valley. I'd love to get a trip like that into the volcano.You have to work with locals and be comfortable with risk if you want to get close to the good stuff.
That's how we got into Waipi'o Valley. I'd love to get a trip like that into the volcano.You have to work with locals and be comfortable with risk if you want to get close to the good stuff.
That caldera is beyond marginal for wandering around, plus, one is under the cameras. Wait until the next slope flow, at which point perhaps you and I and @pigboy might scheme.That's how we got into Waipi'o Valley. I'd love to get a trip like that into the volcano.
You know being a human sacrifice to save the rest of us would have put you much closer to hear it.Having just recently been on the crater, I was quiet disappointed in the lack of noise. Of course, we were even further back than the live cam but still, I was expecting much more noise.
You know being a human sacrifice to save the rest of us would have put you much closer to hear it.
Or, the original Das Boot, in native German with English subtitles.I should watch "The Abyss" again.
If you're feeling like tinkering a bit, grab a Raspberry Pi, a SSD, install Jellyfin and start hoarding those unattainable old movies via yts.mx as I did. Best spare time investment in a while (at least for me).Or, the original Das Boot, in native German with English subtitles.
edit: dammit, my DVD must have been a Zone 2 one and I don't have it anymore...
The constant barrage of their advertising.I have had great experiences with Booking.com, what’s going on?
From watching teeveeeee?"Unsubscribe?"
At what point do Richards become Dicks? Are they born Dicks? Do they have to earn it? Do guys who go by Rick or Rich have to unlock their inner Dick before the title is bestowed?
It's pretty tough for motels, people search for the lowest price then BDC or whoever else gets a pretty massive slice for doing very little. It's better to get a price from one of the booking sites then you can usually get the same price going direct through the hotel and sometimes they'll throw in a free breakfast, over here anyway.I have had great experiences with Booking.com, what’s going on?
UGH. I hate bending over, having tender belly hairs get caught in my belt buckle, only to be forcefully torn from my body upon standing up. The worst.
On my last big project there was a key bit of information that was required to complete some aspect of the software. Generating that data was outside my responsibility and expertise. However after prodding the people who were responsible for months I gave up, figured it out myself and sent it to those responsible with a message something like "this is what we are going with, tell me if there is something wrong ASAP or your approval is assumed". I got no replies and sent it to the supplier.Is there a time or occasion when it is okay to send a snarky reply?
For example, I sent an email out last night asking someone to test something. I explain the data is old and from xx/xx/xxxx, in bold.
They reply, not with the test results, but they ask what date the data is from. Come on man, that was the only thing in the email that I emphasized, and you didn't read it.
Sadly, I replied in bold, but I really wanted to take a screenshot of the original email with a big fat red circle around the bold date. I really should have...
Classic large institution dysfunctionOn my last big project there was a key bit of information that was required to complete some aspect of the software. Generating that data was outside my responsibility and expertise. However after prodding the people who were responsible for months I gave up, figured it out myself and sent it to those responsible with a message something like "this is what we are going with, tell me if there is something wrong ASAP or your approval is assumed". I got no replies and sent it to the supplier.
The supplier was super way behind schedule and claimed they were held up because I never got them this data. I forwarded everyone involved the original message where I had sent them the data on time. Then I left the project and for two fucking years I would get a call from someone claiming that they needed that data. I would forward them all the messages to them and the supplier where I had sent them the data. This happened over 12 different times and each time I explain the situation and forward all of the previous messages where I had sent the information.
Eventually I got a call from a Sr manager asking why it has taken over 2 years to get the information to the supplier. I just told him that his team was incompetent. I sent him a list of everyone that received the data, the number of times they received the data and the specific dates and attached every single conversation to back it up. The two people who were actually responsible for this in the first place ended up getting promoted to manager.
Where do all these shoes on roadways come from and how do they get there?
Follow it with Carpenter's "The Thing" for a great movie night!I should watch "The Abyss" again.
Depends on noun or verb and if you are talking to a Brit or an 'Merican.Licence or license?