I played Trivia Murder Party 2 for three hours with my friends, for the glory of the Empire. Qapla’!
I played Trivia Murder Party 2 for three hours with my friends, for the glory of the Empire. Qapla’!
We all know what Bush ate…
I don’t really understand why passwords are so hard. Take two words that have meaning to you. Two number sequences that are important. Then lastly decide on two symbols. That’s eight different passwords if you use one of each in that order, more if you want to mix the order. Now set rules to each. One word for personal one for business. One number set for fun the other for essential. The symbols are rather arbitrary but I try and stick with one for passwords I’m forced to make the other for passwords and logins I’m wanting to make. Obviously make unique passwords for any important stuff like baking and such but with this method I can log into accounts over ten years old within the first two tries. Usually it’s the user name or tag that gives me the real trouble.
Thanks XP, but where the f is that? Oh behind the fourteen layers of admin password protected folders. Thanks. Thanks. Don’t worry, I’ll just keep digging tell I find them.
No one should ever need to cut into your walls. A good tech will run down from attic or up from crawl space. The most you should ever have is a new plate where a box may be placed. If someone is cutting frivolously into your walls they should be fired. Hopefully they had contractors insurance too. Probably not if they were that incompetent.
Wait, you don’t have to scan every item at the checkout?
The first time I left the first planet I got that sick pit in my stomach. That feeling is so magical and it happens multiple times throughout the game. Like a primal fear of the unknown.
I mean, it sounds on brand to me 🤷♀️