It might have to do with your I2C? Install ddcutil
and tell us what it detects
It might have to do with your I2C? Install ddcutil
and tell us what it detects
You do get used to it to some degree, but yes please bring the keyboards back
Brits: phew, at least we’re safe!
I don’t know, Timmy, being God is a big responsibility
you say potato I say something else
Newgrounds. Hasn’t had a UI upgrade in near damn 20 years. The vibe hasn’t changed and is still a great place for budding creatives to showcase their work.
The search function on the side is pretty decent, and clicking on the sourced link of a post shows you all the other times it was posted.
Henrietta Net, a visual novel / anime marketplace
Chocolate. Too expensive, or tastes like Styrofoam
Hah yeah. The notes dont have to be detailed or coherent mind you, just rough sentences on what you did and what you’ll pick up next time. Good luck!
What does this mean
When you search for your comment in your comment history, what is the name of the post it is under?
Ah no I meant when you search for your comment in your profile and see the “Godspeed” comment, what is the name of the post it is under?
Okay, I got responses from:
Please tell me how the deleted post looks
you can see my comment from ML, but you can’t see the communities? Federation is crazy complex haha
Ah that makes sense too
Ahhh, good point. Though, the “Permanently Deleted” made me think it’s an action of a mod rather than a user.
To test:: https://lemmy.ml/post/27769094
Please post something here in the linked thread. I will delete the whole post in an hour, and then please send me a screenshot of what you see when looking at your profile for comments for that thread.
Do you see a different modlog for [email protected] as I’m seeing in that screenshot then?
Eh, you say that.
(I’ve since deleted my comment just in case I doxxed myself elsewhere)
So either there’s some funny shenanigans going on at lemmy.world, or more likely maybe the modlog isn’t completely visible across instances, or…?
I place a steady hand on their shoulder and force them to the floor. If they’re going to apologize, then they can start by licking my boots for the great transgression they have put upon me.
Do they not know how to properly beg for mercy in the company of their betters? Their lack of foresight deeply upsets me, and as they sit there bawling their eyes out, I gently remind them of all their failings in life.
It usually leaves me quite chipper, and I spend the rest of the day regaling them in tales of my success and generosity, and bring up studies relating to genetics, phrenology, and sharp leather attire.