but throwing it into the street is only a misdemeanor for littering.

IMO vlans are the nuclear option to network separation.

try setting up some proper firewall rules first. if that doesn’t solve your issue then start going down the vlan route.

some BIOS has auto start up times, so if you’re not using it all the time you could just shut it down and it will turn on everyday at the same time.

make sure you set your containers to start automatically.

I have ancient crypts and I’m too lazy to move them.

I figure at some point they’ll be even more secure because nobody will be able to run the software as the hardware ages out.

is that last one Gary Glitter?

hey! I remember doing that back in my early teens!

my socks were so stiff you could throw them like ninja stars.

• winrar
• truecrypt

there’s probably more, but most of it is pretty common these days or has already been mentioned.

gen x here. I still refuse cookies. I also refuse AI.

most the people I see promoting AI are millennials and gen z.

🤷 whatever though, nobody will listen to me anyway.

I grew up in a small coal town where we (kids) would get up to trouble after dark.

one night we decided to go explore the mines and entered through the railway.

we were looking around when a security guard spotted us and started to chase us and we booked it back towards the way we came.

we didn’t know it at the time but they were bringing empty cars in to fill and the tail lights didn’t work. add to that, the coal belts were running which are very loud and almost undistinguishable from a train moving over rails. basically the air was filled with loud sounds and we were running scared.

as we were running out the narrow exit between the fencing, the cars came out of nowhere. I was lucky enough to jump out of the way and only got some cuts on my elbows from sliding down the rocky embankment. one of my friends wasn’t so lucky. he hit his head on the side of the steel car and got knocked back and the wheels rolled over both his legs basically crushing them off like a dull knife.

when the cars stopped I went back and saw the carnage of his severed legs, blood everywhere. even the smell…

he almost died that night, in hindsight it would have been better if he had. after that he was never the same. stuck in a wheel chair and had massive brain damage from the initial hit.

most my young life I thought about how easily that could have been me, and it just fucked me up.