Back in the 80s one of my first jobs out of university was working downtown Toronto. One of my coworkers was this effervescent woman of Japanese-Canadian descent.
She would talk about what it was like meeting guys in clubs.
“So, where are you from?”
“Scarborough”
“Uh… no, I mean where are you originally from?”
(feigning an “oh I getcha now” moment) “Ohh okay, yeah… Saskatchewan”, since that’s where she really was from, previously.
Knew it would be NJB before clicking :D
Let me preface this by saying that I’m old. 
I was out for a long run yesterday. Playing the Hype Running List on Spotify. Enjoying most of the songs/artists being played thwre, eg, RATM, Beastie Boys, even some older stuff.
One song I was a bit meh about was The Boys Are Back In Town by Thin Lizzie. But this time, the lyrics made me stop and have a wtf moment. Here’s what I’m referring to:
You know that chick that used to dance a lot Every night she’d be on the floor, shakin’ what she’s got Man, when I tell you she was cool, she was red-hot I mean, she was steamin’
And that time over at Johnny’s place Well, this chick got up and she slapped Johnny’s face Man, we just fell about the place If that chick don’t wanna know, forget her
And I was like “hold up, are they saying what I think they’re saying?” Like, why would she slap his face? And why would you guys be dismissive of her and cool with Johnny?
Being hot/attractive doesn’t give you license to assault someone. So fuck off with that shit.
psychohistorian Hari Seldon has entered the chat
Same/similar.
Met up at hers to study. Didn’t study much, but we chatted a lot.
She told me about how she was born with a birth defect (hips or tibias, I don’t recall now) and how fairly early her on as a baby she had surgery to correct it.
The surgeon made a point out of really doing a nice suture to make the scars as minimal as possible, for future “young lady” her.
She wasn’t shy about showing me, pulling down one side of her pants to show the pretty much invisible scar. “See??”
And I did nothing. Call it good manners, call it being shackled by the fear of self-doubt.
Geez. I just now remembered her full name. And it’s been more than 40 years now.
He has a brother named Jesús.
A similar suggestion to the other poster:
Try relocating one of the troublesome units to someplace nearby but not mounted to the ceiling. The top of a bedroom dresser, the floor, a bathroom countertop, the top step of the stairs, halfway down the stairs, hanging from a wall (picture hook)… just get creative.
And since you haven’t mentioned it, I presume these are all smoke detectors? Do you have any heat detectors or carbon monoxide detectors installed?
Back in the Before Times of Reddit, there was a guy who knew quite a bit about vacuums. Did an AMA at least a few times.
Long story short, powders such as baking soda or any of the common ‘freshness’ options damage vacuums. Avoid using them.
I’ll be the dense lunkhead and ask/say the obvious:
https://www.google.com/search?q=find+a+Hollywood+movie
I’m guessing you were trying to find a specific, older movie?
OT, but now I’m disappointed to have discovered that LMGTFY’s SSL throws a NSURLErrorDomain error. I would have used that instead.
Don’t forget AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Towing Service
Continually inspired with amazing ideas. But the moment you try to write them down or describe to anyone else, they just fade away.
Like waking up after an amazing dream and trying to remember it long enough to tell anyone else.
Also when you have a chance, check out:
Never Surrender: A Galaxy Quest Documentary
but not until after you’ve seen GQ :)
After I’d watched the documentary, I realized there were some clever nuances/cinematography, etc that I had missed the first couple times I’d watched GQ. Ended up watching GQ soon after that once again.
It’s one of those quirky movies that’s worth rewatching from time to time. Like The Princess Bride.
You are in for a treat, friend. Watch it when you have the time.
(Galaxy Quest, as the other poster mentioned.)
I did that for one neighbour in one apartment complex where we lived. Her laptop sucked ass beforehand.
Proper air-drying is key. Gotta maximize the surface area. If there’s a gentle breeze nearby, all the better.
Living somewhere where you can use a clothesline would fit this most times (ie, if it’s not raining all the time).
I recently learned that in NZ they will give you a breathalyzer test if you’ve done something such as have a vehicular collision or been speeding at something like 140 km/h in a 100 km/h zone. Even if you’re a cop on highway patrol duty; you get in a crash, another cop has to administer the test.
Dunno about “usually”. Our last house was fairly nice, but didn’t have this sink feature. That said, you could walk around and see where the builder went for the cheapest option available.
That said, this kitchen sink feature should literally be the absolute minimum for consideration.
It really comes down to apps.
The only flag you mentioned that caught my attention was Word and Word templates. I’ve not tried Word templates.
I figure your options are either Libre Office or something cloud based, eg, Google Docs.
One thing you could try is to set up a VM or boot a live CD (USB) and try on the things that most concern you.
Reminds me of the Abbot in Sir Terry Pratchett’s Thief of Time.