See my comments above about WINE, PlayOnLinux and running Windows in a VM.
It is totally doable to run Linux as your main OS in the vast majority of cases these days.
Sorry for the OT, folks.
There was a famous story about a Peavy subwoofer demo like that, I don't remember the model number. Turns out the impedance peak was right at 60Hz, so current flow wasn't nearly as much as you'd expect in an 8 ohm speaker plugged into a 120V wall socket.
There is probably some info about that here on the forum. Kinda clever, I thought.
The group that hangs out on the subwoofer forum routinely plays with drivers that you can just plug into 120, and it’s basically normal operation. Take four of them, loaded into horns tuned to 40-ish, and you get enough impedance boost where you can just leave it there and annoy the neighbors. And 1500-2500 watts AES capability and enough x-max to handle full power at 60 Hz (or lower) is the new normal in touring grade drivers. Ones that can do it cost about $700.
You old fogies better get back on track in this thread, or this young fogey is going to have to...
...uhhh, what was I about to type?
Also, why did I just come into this room? Where are my glasses? They were right here.
Oh ya, I remember...
...no maybe I don't, wait!
Oh ya, you guys better get back on track, pronto!
Hey, found my glasses!
Did she tell me to water the plants before she got home? No, I was supposed to get milk, wasn't I?
Did she walk the dog before she left?
Where is she anyways?
...uhhh, what was I about to type?
Also, why did I just come into this room? Where are my glasses? They were right here.
Oh ya, I remember...
...no maybe I don't, wait!
Oh ya, you guys better get back on track, pronto!
Hey, found my glasses!
Did she tell me to water the plants before she got home? No, I was supposed to get milk, wasn't I?
Did she walk the dog before she left?
Where is she anyways?
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Don’t know if 31 is necessarily young, but I thought this was pretty stupid, still somewhat audio related;
https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.wa...found-mobile-music-studio-cab/?outputType=amp
https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.wa...found-mobile-music-studio-cab/?outputType=amp
There are so many distros, and I have to admit I don't visit distrowatch nearly as much as I did maybe a decade or so ago.
Arch is a great base for other distros.
But yes, I hear you Cal. Enough of this computer talk...
I think all possible answers:
* YES
* NO
* YES ... BUT
* NO ... BUT
* I FEEL OFFENDED
* I COULDN´T CARE LESS
have been posted ad nauseam, so after almost 500 posts I think we can talk about ANYTHING
A earlier post mentions quality of early life, we were out building dens, karts and writing by 7, where in some countries, a child is only just in school (not in the UK where preschool starts at 3, and infant at 4 years old)
The good old days, IMHO is indeed when we first found personal adult identity - 18, 20 or so years of age.
Like musical tastes, these views barely change through the majority of adult life.
Funnily though, despite the weight of "old skool" intellect here, and the supposedly better education they received; I am constantly shocked at the sheer volume of spelling errors!
And that's without mentioning the use of English, and the misuse of ancient English words for another meaning. Thankfully, the Australians (strictly everyone but NA) are an exception.
Cart = (usually) a horse drawn transportation vehicle, but not something you push around the supermarket/supermarchè. That would be a trolley.
The good old days, IMHO is indeed when we first found personal adult identity - 18, 20 or so years of age.
Like musical tastes, these views barely change through the majority of adult life.
Funnily though, despite the weight of "old skool" intellect here, and the supposedly better education they received; I am constantly shocked at the sheer volume of spelling errors!
And that's without mentioning the use of English, and the misuse of ancient English words for another meaning. Thankfully, the Australians (strictly everyone but NA) are an exception.
Cart = (usually) a horse drawn transportation vehicle, but not something you push around the supermarket/supermarchè. That would be a trolley.
Yah. Having one's parents teach you to read by age 5, and competently block-letter pencil letters down, at the same age, definitely helped shoot me forward. Having “the nuns” swat my knuckles for disavowing fealty to the Fat Red Pencils that pedagogical experts claimed were better for 1st grader's hands, in lieu of nice blue ball-point pens … chaffed. Didn't matter. I continued using them. By the second grade, I had gotten in enough trouble with them, that I decided to write a long explanation and apology, and a statement-of-purpose that I simply would refuse any-and-all attempts to get me to use the dumb red pencils, period. That got me a 'parent-teacher-child-principal' conference. Dad, by his good graces, took a look at the script-written manifesto, and asked the principal, “well, do you have 5th graders that can write that well?”
That shut her up.
However, with my current math-abilities notwithstanding, I was really slow at learning math tables. No one had introduced the idea of repetition-until-rote-achieved. Would have been nice. Counting on fingers (or mentally on fingers in my head when the nuns wanted to swat me) was a pain. Eventually a friend's father, around 4th grade, taught me all the tables in a single afternoon. Repetition. To achieve rote memory. Never forgot him, and sadly never got to thank him either. He died a few weeks later. Heart. Boom.
Its funny this way: modern pedagogy disdains rote learning of anything.
My youngest, being youngest (always flying under the RADAR) got to High School, was tested by (my!) Geography teacher along with the class, the names of all the states, on a blank map. Got an F. Got a note-to-me, “Well … fix this, Bob!”.
I got 25 blank maps printed, gave him a pen. Sat him at the breakfast table while I was making dinner. I had him find the very few states he knew, then, one at a time we filled in more, while still going back and 'pointing' to the ones previously filled. When the map was full, we balled it up and started a new blank one. He again had to pre-fill it to his best ability. Then, we again did the same point-and-new-and-old-and-old-and-new-and-old… exercise. Then balled it up. Then another blank one.
We didn't even need 10 sheets.
He was able to fill in the whole map in 9 sheets. It took less than 2 hours. And he got his kept-warm dinner.
Next morning, another blank sheet, and an empty bowl.
Guess what … within 5 minutes, that sheet was filled up.
And warm oatmeal with butter and maple syrup served.
I told him to get to his Geo class exactly FIVE minutes early, with a blank map … one of ours. And to offer to my old prof to stand at the desk, and fill it in, so long as his F was improved to something less dâhmning. That was the word(s) I encouraged him to use.
He reported back that evening that he used exactly those words, got eyebrows raised, but “did it” in a record 2½ minutes. Got an A. And a stern reminder from The Prof that his Dad was just as obstinate and ornery once, and that it never paid off.
That's how we get little people to learn things.
Ironically, he's now 29, just. At dinner, as a joke, I handed him a blank map. Naturally … he filled it in in less than 2 minutes. See? Rote works. Permanent knowledge.
We endeavored to do the same thing with the 'blank world' map, too. There are a lot more countries! 195 countries or something like that. And we did ALL the capitals as well. And all the capitals of the US states. And all the provinces and departments of Canada, México, Japan, Australia, England, Wales, Ireland and Scotland. Anglosphere-sort-of.
He was initially mortified, of course. Within a couple of weeks, the whole shooting match was memorized. And … he claims … that if given a large blank map, he probably could get over 95% of it filled in.
Rote. It works!
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Yes Juan, I was really just reflecting on what old fogey-dom is like. Since we're talking about dumb kids, we should also think about old dumb fogies methinks.
In this neck, a trolley is an electric bus, the kind that's powered from overhead 'trolley' wires.
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While I agree that "trolley" is sometimes used the way you noted, it is not all that common anymore, in my experience.
According to the great and wonderful google, trolley is
Notice there is only one shopping cart.
Also note that the majority of the devices in those images can also be called "dolly".
Dolly, trolley, cart and buggy are virtually interchangeable, unless it is a shopping cart.
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