It’s pronounced “gulp-noo”

WINE is true, it Is Not Emulation.

The one I hate is LAME, which definitly IS an MP3 Encoder.

TUBA - Terrible Underwater Breathing Apparatus

Steam is honestly your best shot for getting a game to run, they’ve worked pretty hard on their compatibility layer.

Yes there are those who insist that the GNOME desktop environment is pronounced “guh-nome” because of GNU.

See, all open source software projects must have complete diaper fire names. Bonus points if you put more thought into the name than the software, like HURD.

That’s the main thing I reject about Gnome. It’s not like the other girls.

Which is what MATE is. It’s "No, we’re gonna keep doing Gnome 2.

I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again.

Gnome is very aesthetic, but I swear it’s useless. You open Gnome Something Utility and it opens a flat, empty window with no elements at all except up in the top bar there’s a hamburger menu and a button that says “Do Something.” It’s perfectly rendered and kerned, it does something, as long as you want it to do the default something and you don’t want to so something slightly different. The Gnome Something Utility is called Something in all menus but the name of the executable is GSU and there’s no convenient way to find that out.

KDE is configurable but kind of homely. It’s damn near impossible to get two adjoining widgets to have the same font size and kerning. When you launch Komething, you are met by a baffling array of text boxes, radio buttons and drop-downs, there are menus and tabs, none of which are lined up quite right giving it a kind of Windows 98 era jank to it. You can do every kind of Something, Something Else and Something Completely Different under the sun. There are professional closed-source Something apps that don’t have the features of Komething, but it looks like a Half Life mod configuration wizard a teenager made in 1999.

Cinnamon is somewhere between those two extremes.

The Jraphics Interchange Format.

Back when video games had more imagination than pixels, there was a mech simulator game called G-Nome. Which was the name of the enemy, pronounced “Genome.”

I was about to say, I loved Futurama, It’s run it’s course, I’m fine with Meanwhile being the series finale (especially since as broadcast it ended with them pushing the time loop button, and they aired the first episode after that) and I’m ready to move on.

I’m almost 40 and I’ve spent about 9 months during which there was public transport between me and my job, and I probably could have walked from Holt ave to Lewis street faster than the GTA bus.

I am okay with someone driving slower than me, in the right lane with their hazards on. But if you’re just going 49 in a 55, what? Are you early for your diaper changing appointment at the VA, O veteran of the Spanish-American war?

Everyone driving slower than me is a moron, everyone driving faster than me is a maniac.

If he’s bigger than me: Yeah probably. I get off my ass to rake the yard or build furniture, I don’t work out.

If he’s richer than me: Yeah it’s almost certainly via white collar crime. I live below my means, I’m the son of an IT professional, I went to college on a grant and I taught flight school before I worked in a rapid prototyping lab. I’ve worn blue and white collars. I’ve written C++ and run a lathe for my pay.

If he’s smarter than me: That’s easy to believe with my 3.3 GPA. I was an honor’s student looked down upon by the AP and IB kids.

The man who looks better than me probably owns a mirror. I wear navy blue T-shirts and black gym shorts as a daily uniform because they’re easy to launder and I shave my neck because a neckbeard bothers me when I’m trying to sleep. Do you want your Lycoming overhauled or not, because I went to mechanic school and you didn’t. Thought so, that’ll be $30 grand.

There weren’t any nuclear weapons on earth in 1930.

What? For my third once-in-a-lifetime economic crisis? There’s no way this isn’t going to suck. We’re all doomed no matter what.

I’m speaking of my experiences in the United States. Here, phone books tend to be separated into white pages and yellow pages. The white pages listed names, addresses and phone numbers of private lines, usually homes, and the yellow pages listed businesses. Taking out a listing in the yellow pages was the SEO of its day.

When the internet happened, the one thing that never really happened was a freely searchable database of the white pages. One thing the internet was never useful for as an upstanding citizen was looking up personal phone numbers.

One thing that never got digitized and put on the internet was the phone book. And for damn good reason.

haiku aren’t that hard

It’s five, then seven, then five.

You’ll get used to it.