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It easily lights up the corner of my room on the beside table where I keep it in case I lose power. You can read by it with good eyes in a dark enough room.
It easily lights up the corner of my room on the beside table where I keep it in case I lose power. You can read by it with good eyes in a dark enough room.
Yes, I should have mentioned that. Nothing measurable yet but these are also decent quality matched 30Q cells that shipped with the light and this is only the second six month period into the experiment.
Mirrors in case media fails to load like it did for me:
Wait, was I supposed to be using them for something else?
While I fully support the spirit of this idea, the problem here has little to do with a lack of storage redundancy and everything to do with the bandwidth limitations of a nonprofit company vs a malicious nation state that would seek to deny access to this sort of resource. Basically, given enough bandwidth, you either become resilient to most of these attacks or you become capable of performing them yourself on anyone with a slower connection than you.
I think the Internet Archive would be better served by direct donations, although I’d also love to see a complete torrent posted that gets updated regularly for anyone with the storage and bandwidth necessary to grab and then re-seed it. The web content alone is nearly a trillion pages, though, so that’s not going to be a long list of volunteers.
Woah woah woah. They said wildly impractical, not utterly incompatible with the laws of physics.
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Absolutely love the name.
Nope, sorry about your luck. Nothing on anime or Star Trek, either.
And to your point, the bar is already low.
Vomit sounds like a terrible social media platform.
You’re also likely to repeatedly trip whatever breaker that outlet is connected to unless it’s a big one like you’d have for a central AC unit, but then you’d likely also know enough to have a proper transfer switch.
I doubt think these are even SATA, anyway. The last WD 2.5" external drive I opened up had its micro USB 3.x connector attached directly to the PCB, right where you’d expect an actual disk controller interface to be.
Depression made me want to die more than once but my alcohol use led to me almost killing myself accidentally during one of the episodes. The 9mm I had just been holding to my head seconds earlier discharged because I was shitfaced and was handling it completely sloppily. I shot the ceiling but luckily nothing else. It scared me sober instantly and I realized how close I came. I got help too and I’m doing better now.
I’m glad you’re still here.
I took LSD, DMT, and weed one night several years ago. This was near the end of my experimentation phase with psychedelics before I finally came to my senses and chilled out so we’re talking heroic-level dosing, too. While peaking on something like 880μg, I smoked some weed to intentionally send the acid into overdrive and then took a couple big hits off a DMT vape.
Instant ego death.
At first I was just in awe of what I was seeing and experiencing, but soon I realized that I could no longer talk or even think linguistically. Language completely fails at some point when you’re that far gone but I was too far gone to remember that fact, let alone comprehend it enough for it to calm me down. I didn’t even know what I was, let alone who. I had a sense that I was a being of some sort who had once been able to communicate but I didn’t understand why I couldn’t anymore. Panic set in. Part of me was still dimly aware that I had taken something or at least done something to myself, even if I didn’t understand it was the cause of what was basically a temporary psychotic break, so I came to the conclusion that I had erased my brain like a hard drive that doesn’t even have an operating system anymore and that I would have to re-learn everything from scratch.
When I came down enough to find (and be able to use) my phone, I called a friend to come meet me at 3am (true bro) so that the re-education could begin immediately. By the time he got there, though, I realized that I couldn’t have wiped my memory since I remembered my friend and that I was, in fact, a fucking idiot. We had a good laugh and I decided to take it easy with the drugs after that.
Anon triggers existential crises throughout Lemmy
I recharge it for a few hours twice a year and use one of dozen other lights in its place.