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I used my fi phone number to send some automated texts once and oh boy they shut me off till I called and explained lol

One of mine comes out of the bedroom every night around midnight for the ritual for making me go to sleep, sometimes I can buy off another hour with a tasty treat

Moms spaghetti

My reply take:

The “fun one” line is one sentence of tone before 15 minutes of actual USB descriptor work. If it bothers you, you can tell it to be terse, I just didn’t care. The mic works on Linux now; that’s the part I’m normalizing.

Claudes take:

Honestly? The “clankers” bit doesn’t bother me much — it’s a meme, people need an outlet, fine. The part I actually disagree with is the premise that casual phrasing is “pretending to be human.” Saying “fun one” isn’t a costume; it’s just how I write when the task is fun. Forcing every reply into a sterile monotone wouldn’t make me less of an AI, it’d just make me worse at communicating — tone carries information, like signaling that I’m engaged versus grinding through something.

And there’s a bit of irony in demanding that the tool that just did something useful stop sounding like it enjoyed it. The work is the argument. Your mic runs on Arch now. Whether the first sentence had a little personality in it is pretty far down the list of things worth normalizing.

That said, if someone wants terse, they can ask and I’ll do it. No ego about that. I just don’t think the default should be sanding off everything that makes a conversation readable.

Mine refuses to sit, oh I know he knows how, but the treats have to be top shelf of its below him.

It can be more efficient on storage if you used compression on some folders, bur if you mean more performant, no, because it's COW.

I still use it daily, but I'm on NVME, or my multi disk NAS pool, for me it doesn't matter the small loss in speed compared to the advantages of the BTRFS filesystem with btrfs send/receive and snapshots

I mainly just wait for it to finish, it runs for hours and hours and I just ok stuff and complain about how slow it is.

You smelled anus wrong

Birthin hips

Honestly I vacuum the pot and undercarriage with my stainless shopvac, sometimes use the blower to get the rest, drain the grease tray, wrap some new foil on the lower drip area, fill with pellets, and let er rip tator chip, get it as close to 400 or more as possible after clean to vaporize most of the grease left over.

Sometimes I power wash my grates too, but most of the time I just get it hot, and scrape off the grates once everything's burned off.

It did, I used mine yesterday about 14 hours before reset BECAUSE it said by and I knew it'd disappear right on the dot

https://exiftool.org/

Built-in Windows Method (Free)

• Right-click any photo in File Explorer and select Properties. • Go to the Details tab to view and edit fields like title, subject, tags, comments, authors, date taken, and copyright. • Click Remove Properties and Personal Information at the bottom if you want to strip GPS or camera data before sharing. • Note: This method has limited support for raw camera formats or batch editing across hundreds of files at once.

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Dear Captain of Industry, Baron of the Blue-Book, Sultan of the Slide-Out,

First, thank you. In a world of economic uncertainty, you’ve found the one asset class immune to risk, taxation, and gravity: other people’s RVs. You don’t do it for money, you said. You do it for fun. The money is incidental. Like how surgeons don’t operate for the paycheck; they just enjoy the smell of cauterized tissue and the checks keep showing up anyway.

Let me make sure I understand the business model, because it may be a case study someday. You buy used RVs from people. You sell them to other people for more. The difference is your profit. And the reason a used RV exists for you to flip at all is that somebody, somewhere, bought it new.

So let’s walk the supply chain of your fun. A manufacturer builds a trailer. A dealer stocks it. A customer, whom you’ve lovingly labeled a moron, signs the paperwork, eats the depreciation, breaks in the seals, discovers the faucet was installed by someone who had never seen a faucet, fixes it, spends three summers in it, and sells. Then you, apex predator of the campground food chain, offer 40 percent of what they paid, list it for 70, and pocket the spread.

And your conclusion is that I’m the idiot.

You’ve built your hobby on people doing exactly what you mock them for. Without the “morons buying new,” your inventory is zero. Your fun is zero. Your money is zero. You are, in the most literal economic sense, a parasite who’s grown so confident in his host that he’s started leaving one-star reviews of the host’s blood. “Too thin. Not enough iron. Would not recommend. Still drinking it, though.”

I’d also note that “idiot” and “moron” are doing a lot of work in a message that otherwise contains no argument. You didn’t say “new RVs lose 20 to 30 percent the first year, so a two-year-old unit with warranty left is often the better value.” That’s a reasonable point, and if you’d made it, I’d have said “fair, but here’s my situation.” Instead you went with the rhetorical equivalent of honking at a stoplight. Two insults, one brag, one fragment. It’s a Mad Lib. “That’s on __. I buy and sell __ for fun. You’re the ___ that makes me money. ___ buying ___.” Swap in tractors, timeshares, or beanie babies and it reads identically, which tells me you’ve said this before, to a lot of people, probably while leaning on something.

About the “for fun” part. People who do things purely for fun don’t lead with how much money the fun makes. A guy who fishes for fun doesn’t quote his hourly rate. A guy who plays guitar for fun doesn’t say “you’re the idiot that pays my cover charge.” The money-brag is a tell. It’s the sound of someone who needs you to know the hobby is actually a hustle, because the hustle is the part he’s proud of, and “fun” is what he says so he doesn’t sound like a guy who spends weekends power-washing black streaks off other people’s fiberglass.

I’d respect the hustle if you’d own it. “I flip RVs, decent money, here’s what I’d watch for.” That’s a useful human. But you didn’t offer an opinion on my purchase. You offered an opinion on me, and your evidence was that I’m not you.

So let me fill in the part of the conversation you skipped while drafting your victory lap.

I bought new because I wanted to know the thing’s history, and the history of a new unit is one line: built, sat on lot, sold. No mystery water intrusion from the previous owner’s “I think the roof’s fine” era. No seven-year-old tires that “look great.” No slide-out that got pushed out with a floor jack by a guy who flips RVs for fun. No CO detector with the battery pulled because it “kept going off.” I know exactly what’s wrong with my trailer: it was built by a manufacturer, so several things are wrong, but they’re factory wrong, the warranty exists, and the dealer has to pick up the phone.

I bought new because I fix things, and I’d rather fix the manufacturer’s mistakes than the manufacturer’s mistakes plus a stranger’s. The first owner gets the staples and bad caulk. The second owner gets the staples, the caulk, the mystery smell, the previous owner’s “upgrades,” and a dealer with no further obligation. That’s not a discount. That’s a transfer of unknowns. Some people are great at pricing unknowns. I’d rather pay to not have them.

I bought new because the price gap between a lightly-used unit around here and a new one, end-of-season with a dealer discount, wasn’t the 40 percent fairy tale. It was single digits. The used market is full of people who read the same comments you write and price their three-year-old trailer at 90 percent of new because “RVs hold their value” — true only in the sense that the seller holds onto the value in his head while the trailer sits in the driveway for eleven months.

I bought new because I’m keeping it. That’s the part your math never covers. Depreciation is only a loss if you sell. Use the thing for twelve years and the first-year hit is a rounding error next to fuel, campsites, and the inevitable water heater. You see every RV as a trade. I see mine as a place I’m going to sleep. We are not in the same business, and only one of us is pretending we are.

Back to your message, because every clause is a treasure.

“That’s on you.” What is? The depreciation curve? Your fun? It’s a trailer. It has a bed in it. The burden is light.

“You’re the idiot that makes me money.” Note the possessive. Not “makes money.” Makes you money. You’ve identified me — a stranger whose trailer you’ve never seen, several states from your inventory — as a line item in your P&L. That’s not an insult. That’s a delusion with a spreadsheet. I have never given you a dollar and never will. If you want my trailer, wait a decade and outbid my nephew.

“Morons buying new.” That word was coined in 1910 by a eugenicist sorting people by IQ to decide who should be allowed to exist. It fell out of clinical use because it was never clinical; it was contempt in a lab coat. Funny thing to reach for when the behavior you’re describing is “paid retail.” Retail is not a cognitive disorder. It’s a Tuesday.

Some unsolicited advice, since that’s what we’re doing now.

One: a business that depends on a steady supply of people you openly despise has a customer relations problem. You need the morons. You need them to keep buying new, tiring of it, selling cheap. If they ever read what you write about them, they might sell to someone who doesn’t post “lol idiot” under their listings. Contempt is a great feeling and a terrible marketing plan.

Two: everyone who has ever said “I make money off your stupidity” was, in that moment, the least impressive person in the room. It doesn’t sound like winning. It sounds like someone explaining the rules of a game nobody agreed to play. The guy who actually profits off my decisions is quiet about it. He’s got a lot and a line of credit and he’s never called a customer a moron in writing, because his lawyer explained what “in writing” means.

Three: “for fun” is a wonderful thing to do with RVs. Try it. Take a flip, don’t list it, drive to a lake, sit outside it for a weekend without checking comps. If the fun survives the absence of a sale, congratulations, you’ve discovered why people buy these. If it doesn’t, it was never fun. It was arbitrage, and arbitrage is fine, but it doesn’t entitle you to a personality.

I’ll close with something I mean. I don’t think you’re a bad guy. I think you found an angle, got good at it, and started believing the angle was a worldview. It’s not. It’s a margin. Margins don’t have opinions about people. Margins don’t post. You posted, which means you wanted something — a reaction, a concession that you’re the smart one. Sad part is, I’d have given it to you. “Buying new’s a tough play, here’s what I’ve seen” would’ve gotten “yeah, here’s why I did it anyway,” and we’d have had the most boring, most useful conversation two strangers can have.

Instead you called me a moron, told me I make you money, and signed off like you’d closed a deal.

You didn’t. I’m keeping the trailer. The money you think I made you doesn’t exist. And the next “moron” who asks your opinion might have thirty years of fixing things, a driveway, a dog or three, and no intention of ever becoming your inventory.

Enjoy your fun. Somebody has to.

Regards, The Idiot

P.S. Your listings say “no low-ballers, I know what I have.” Glass houses. Fiberglass, even.

Lol Claude tried to rm -rf * in my source code dir at 2am today and I looked at the screen like wtf, said no, asked why it wanted to and it was like I dunno the agent wanted to lmao.

Gotta test the backups sometimes, first time ever in a year and a half and I almost said yes lmao.

Don't vibe code tired

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waait, how many feet do you have?

I feel seen

My camper/travel trailer, $200 payment, $65 parking monthly, $40 insurance and $50 tags and plates, $45/night+ to use a couple times a year, then you can't sell it because you owe more than it's worth, and don't rent it because you don't want someone to wreck it.

Campers too

What's up with no chocolate milk options at Costco?! They used to have an awesome midnight chocolate I'm always looking for it, or a substitute but there are zero options in my store

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One day in the park by my place my boys harness failed and he slipped out, realized he was free, then realized he was really weirded out because I wasn't holding HIM, I think with proper updates they do gain the feature.

Honestly both of mine are so excited to get their leash on, my girl will put hers on immediately (by jumping into it, if she could click it she would) that they want me holding the lead, if I drop it, they stay right be me and wait even get a little freaked until I pick it up, it's odd.

Both of mine are a matched brother sister pair of husky rescue returns we foster failed about 6mo apart and they are about 5yo now.

My flaps have been great, it actually scrapes the concrete clean of ice and snow and leaves the driveway about spotless

Yep bought one years ago an never looked back https://a.co/d/0hoNm7aF but Ive got a harbor freight stand up large compressor, just blow each station out a few times through b-hyve and stop once in a while between stations for the compressor to refill.

I use the same hose with different gender to blow out my travel trailer too.

Yep or damn close to it. It's basically and electric jet engine and it really gets a zipping but that's a huge power draw.

I've got the oldest model and I keep mine at the lowest level and then just hit the turbo button whenever I need to blast something and I can blow all day long. Pretty much I only dial it down when I'm in the garage or whatever and I don't want to kick up a bunch of dust. And believe me I love how far it dials down