Mean names to call people and meanings

How many halts today people? 9? 12? What do you think the high today will be? Where will we close? How many times will DFV will post today?
Got to have side games while the real game is churning.
By no means is any of this financial advice…just a fun little side quest to make us laugh.
P.s. we just hit 65 dollars a share in premarket which is 260.00 pre-split. How cool is that?

It was a winter morning, and I was standing on the railway station of Adityapur, one of Asia’s largest industrial hubs in the outskirts of Jamshedpur, formally known as TATANAGAR, the city known for TATAs & their steel. I updated my current whereabouts to my mother just before boarding the Tata-Gua passenger train, sounding her on my expected time to reach home. I was visiting home after 2 months, the longest interval in the 3.5 years at NIT Jamshedpur due to my business around hosting the first alumni meet of NIT Jamshedpur and a 15-day train travel across India through Jagriti Yatra. I was just carrying my laptop bag as it was a usual 2/3-day trip and I just had my Compaq laptop, a change of clothes & charger to be precise beside my small blue denim wallet & a Samsung smart phone. In 2012, smart phones were just stepping in and my brother-in law was generous enough to lend it to me to take pictures of the places I visit & the events I attend during Jagriti Yatra. Jagriti Yatra is a train ride across India with 600 yatris from different countries, different walks of life who embark on this journey to learn about various social & business enterprise. In that day’s train journey, I was travelling with a batchmate who would get down 2 stations before mine. We’d travel together many times during the four years, and we’d always take the morning train instead of the evening one. It was a passenger train which was always very crowded, and it passed through many small stations in that belt which were dimly lit, these stations were primarily existing to connect industries to the mining towns of Noamundi, Barbil, Jhinkpani and had goods trains plying with iron ore, limestone, cement, so evening trains seemed unsafe for girls travelling alone. Jhinkpani was a small town in that belt with a cement factory, ACC Cements, and a residential township for it. My dad had booked the station trip which was a Maruti Van to ply the resident of the colony from station to the colony which was around 3 kms away & there was no public transport available in this route. I was waiting to board the train all excited to show my parents the pictures of the Yatra clicked on the borrowed smart phone, I’d also met my sister and niece at Visakhapatnam while we visited Akshaya Patra mega kitchen and I remember getting clicked a cute photo of me holding my niece at the station but my excitement was short lived as soon as I kept the phone in the small zipper pocket of my laptop bag. I was modestly dressed in a kurta and leggings, without pockets of-course, pockets are a recent phenomenon in women’s Indian clothing. So, my phone and wallet were always kept in the bag.
As I boarded the train along with around 20 other people from that gate, I felt a sudden force pulling me back, but I managed to steer my way inside but with an eerie feeling, I quickly reached out to check the tiny pocket immediately only to find that both the wallet & the borrowed phone were gone. A shiver ran up my spine and I started to feel numb. There was Rs 200 in cash in that wallet which was a month of pocket money, my SBI ATM card and college i-card. Now, having zero cash, no phone I went about near the gate to see if I can find it, I spoke to couple of people but barely anyone knew Hindi, and it struck me real hard that reaching home was my single motto now. Although scared that I would be scolded by parents for being reckless, I had a sinking feeling as to how would I break this news to my sister & my brother-in-law whose smart phone I’d lost, what would I do about all the lost contacts that I’d woven so meticulously while organizing the alumni meet, what of the memories that I’d captured during the Yatra. My brain started to fizzle with all these entrapping thoughts when my friend shook me to bring me back to the dreaded train which was my reality then and I started planning my next course of action. I first called my mother from my friend’s phone to tell her about the loss, she comforted me and then she informed my dad to arrange a vehicle from the station, the trip was booked but it’d sometimes leave passengers if there are more people than capacity or not turn up due to technical glitch in the age old van that was used. My friend got down at Chaibasa and my heart started racing more as people around me in the train knew my situation and vulnerability and I tried to pose a strong and confident front. The train took more than 20 minutes to travel 17 kms but for me it seemed like ages, the sight of Jhinkpani station never made me so relieved. I quickly deboarded the train, holding on to my bag tightly this time and found a friend waiting there in his Maruti 800. He happened to have met my dad while coming to the station for a personal work and my dad asked him to pick me as well. I finally reached home travelling without a phone and a penny in pocket, my mom was so glad to see me safe and sound. I was taken aback a little to see her overtly calm demeanor at the face of such an adversary and having no concern whatsoever for my lost phone or the wallet. She prayed and thanked God for my safe return and narrated about her dream which she saw about me the previous night. She was very disturbed by it, and she’d been praying from dawn that day for my well-being as the dream was a very bad omen for me. She felt relieved that it was only few items that were lost, and I was completely unharmed. Mother’s love manifests in mysterious ways I thought while gobbling on my favorite sambar, rice that afternoon. Meanwhile, my dad deactivated my ATM card and arranged an old makeshift phone for me to be used in the remaining two months of college. When I sit back to think, I always think about my mother’s reaction and feel relieved that it happened, may be a way to appease myself of the guilt of not thinking through that somebody must have noticed me putting the phone in the small pocket and chanced upon it in the crowd while boarding. To compensate for the loss of phone, I gifted my sister with a digital camera after I started earning 4 months down from this incident. From then on, I never kept anything valuable in such obvious places in public while I maneuvered my ways in Delhi’s metro or the local trains of Mumbai, in the buses of Visakhapatnam or in the streets of Paris. I hold my wallet tight and my phone close.

at this point i’m almost upset at my parents for raising me to be a considerate person because i feel like i’m naturally always thinking about my impact on my neighbors and the favor is not returned.
my roommate and i moved into a 2 bed apartment a few months ago. it’s a duplex so we only share one wall with another unit. i chose the bedroom that shares the wall with the other unit. i am massively regretting that choice. we didn’t know until a week after move-in that the walls are paper thin and i can hear everything that goes on in the bedroom that i share a wall with.
a few days ago, our neighbor who i will call maria, starts blasting music at 12 AM. my bedroom wall is vibrating. i myself had just gotten back from a night out and wasn’t really trying to sleep that instant so it was fine. but then 1:30 AM came around. then 2:30 AM. i went over to their side of the building and knocked on the door to ask them to either shut it off or take it to their living room. they don’t answer the door. i knock about 5 more times. made a point to knock when i heard music pause or switch over so i knew they could hear me. never got her to answer.
i had no choice but to text our landlord. weirdly he responded instantly even though it was almost 3AM. he called and texted her. he also told me to call the police which i really didn’t appreciate. it says explicitly in our lease that you can’t make a bunch of noise after 10PM so he had plenty of power to do something himself. anyway, the music did stop a few moments later. but maria continued to talk at a daytime/outside talking volume with her friend. they also facetimed multiple people and shot the shit with them as if it were 4 PM and not 4 AM. absolutely ridiculous knowing that they have a living room they can call people in, that does not share any walls with our unit. literally the one place in their apartment where they need to be neighborly, they are choosing to be un-neighborly in. it’s so frustrating because taking calls in another room is naturally what i would do, knowing how thin the walls are. i wouldn’t have to be told to do that.
the next day, she starts playing music again around noon. same absurd volume as it was the prior night. she’s also going live on instagram with several people at a time, arguing, joking, freestyle rapping with them all while her shitty ass music is blasting. its a good time to mention she also considers herself a musician so she makes beats and “raps” and sings over her stuff. i know all of this because 1) she’s always talking so fucking loud and 2) our walls are so thin that i can make out every word she says.
this goes on for 6 hours. it’s the daytime so i can’t really complain to the landlord about it, but it’s insane to me that someone who just got a noise complaint would continue the same behavior not even 12 hours later. daytime or not.
i lost it and connected my own speaker to my laptop and start blasting a random playlist. i leave my apartment for 2 hours with the speaker still going. by the time i came back she had stopped with her music.
i thought she might have gotten a hint but i was wrong. she came home that night at 2AM and started facetiming random people and talking/laughing/squealing at normal daytime volume. again, she can do this in her living room but doesn’t for some reason. i turn on my brown noise and try to get back to sleep.
next day (this past afternoon). she’s doing her instagram live thing again but her music is significantly quieter. so i guess she understands after my turn blasting music that i’m super fucking annoyed. but she still talks to random people on speaker phone for hours. i let it go and work from my living room during the day.
and finally, tonight. she comes home at 2am and starts facetiming/talking to people on speakerphone, laughing, stomping etc. this is the THIRD night she’s generally kept me from falling asleep, and the second night she’s specifically woken me up out of my sleep with her talking. literally zero consideration for the fact that its the middle of the night when she’s on the phone, slamming her drawers closed, stomping, dropping shit on her floor.
i was raised to be conscientious of how my behavior is affecting others. maybe my mom was a bit overboard but she even trained us not to slam doors/cabinets/toilet lids. my roommate is the same. so my neighbor gets to have roommates that never make a sound while they slam shit and laugh and make terrible music into oblivion.
also lastly i want to note how this behavior has sprung up out of nowhere. she has never woken me up out of my sleep or played music this loud and for this long before, let alone for 3 days in a row. a week ago i heard her screaming in their bathroom about a man not treating her right. so to jump to a conclusion with the little context i have, she’s going through some personal shit and making my life miserable in the process.
i just need to get this out there because it’s 4:30 AM, i was sound asleep until she woke me up at 2 and talked on the phone until 3:30. i haven’t been able to get back to sleep and i’m angry as fuck about it.

Hello my name is Omar and I'm from New Jersey ,USA. I am a 23 year old and I'm looking to make some foreign friends (: I love making friends from different countries and getting to know their way of life and culture.
I love wrestling, soccer (yes I know it's called football lol), swimming, weightlifting and video games. I also am learning how to cook more often and I like to bake too. I also like to work on my own car that I call Blue Bonita
Usually I'm watching WWE and maybe some AEW, and with football usually premier league or MLS. (Manchester City fan ;) )
I have a PS5 and mainly just play WWE, FIFA, Call of duty and hitman (:
I am Hispanic, with a Mexican heritage although I was born in the US. I am usually shy but I can talk a lot sometimes. I am very introverted and like to have minimal friends as possible. I speak English fluently and Spanish almost fluently.
I love to listen to Reggaeton, Bachata, Salsa, a little bit of rap and r&b. Maybe a tiny bit of pop ;D
I'm a chatterbox and I love to talk a lot and about anything.
I love cats and I have 3 of them. Though I'm fond of every type of pet.
If you'd like to chat or possibly become my friend, don't hesitate to message me (:

It was a winter morning, and I was standing on the railway station of Adityapur, one of Asia’s largest industrial hubs in the outskirts of Jamshedpur, formally known as TATANAGAR, the city known for TATAs & their steel. I updated my current whereabouts to my mother just before boarding the Tata-Gua passenger train, sounding her on my expected time to reach home. I was visiting home after 2 months, the longest interval in the 3.5 years at NIT Jamshedpur due to my business around hosting the first alumni meet of NIT Jamshedpur and a 15-day train travel across India through Jagriti Yatra. I was just carrying my laptop bag as it was a usual 2/3-day trip and I just had my Compaq laptop, a change of clothes & charger to be precise beside my small blue denim wallet & a Samsung smart phone. In 2012, smart phones were just stepping in and my brother-in law was generous enough to lend it to me to take pictures of the places I visit & the events I attend during Jagriti Yatra. Jagriti Yatra is a train ride across India with 600 yatris from different countries, different walks of life who embark on this journey to learn about various social & business enterprise. In that day’s train journey, I was travelling with a batchmate who would get down 2 stations before mine. We’d travel together many times during the four years, and we’d always take the morning train instead of the evening one. It was a passenger train which was always very crowded, and it passed through many small stations in that belt which were dimly lit, these stations were primarily existing to connect industries to the mining towns of Noamundi, Barbil, Jhinkpani and had goods trains plying with iron ore, limestone, cement, so evening trains seemed unsafe for girls travelling alone. Jhinkpani was a small town in that belt with a cement factory, ACC Cements, and a residential township for it. My dad had booked the station trip which was a Maruti Van to ply the resident of the colony from station to the colony which was around 3 kms away & there was no public transport available in this route. I was waiting to board the train all excited to show my parents the pictures of the Yatra clicked on the borrowed smart phone, I’d also met my sister and niece at Visakhapatnam while we visited Akshaya Patra mega kitchen and I remember getting clicked a cute photo of me holding my niece at the station but my excitement was short lived as soon as I kept the phone in the small zipper pocket of my laptop bag. I was modestly dressed in a kurta and leggings, without pockets of-course, pockets are a recent phenomenon in women’s Indian clothing. So, my phone and wallet were always kept in the bag.
As I boarded the train along with around 20 other people from that gate, I felt a sudden force pulling me back, but I managed to steer my way inside but with an eerie feeling, I quickly reached out to check the tiny pocket immediately only to find that both the wallet & the borrowed phone were gone. A shiver ran up my spine and I started to feel numb. There was Rs 200 in cash in that wallet which was a month of pocket money, my SBI ATM card and college i-card. Now, having zero cash, no phone I went about near the gate to see if I can find it, I spoke to couple of people but barely anyone knew Hindi, and it struck me real hard that reaching home was my single motto now. Although scared that I would be scolded by parents for being reckless, I had a sinking feeling as to how would I break this news to my sister & my brother-in-law whose smart phone I’d lost, what would I do about all the lost contacts that I’d woven so meticulously while organizing the alumni meet, what of the memories that I’d captured during the Yatra. My brain started to fizzle with all these entrapping thoughts when my friend shook me to bring me back to the dreaded train which was my reality then and I started planning my next course of action. I first called my mother from my friend’s phone to tell her about the loss, she comforted me and then she informed my dad to arrange a vehicle from the station, the trip was booked but it’d sometimes leave passengers if there are more people than capacity or not turn up due to technical glitch in the age old van that was used. My friend got down at Chaibasa and my heart started racing more as people around me in the train knew my situation and vulnerability and I tried to pose a strong and confident front. The train took more than 20 minutes to travel 17 kms but for me it seemed like ages, the sight of Jhinkpani station never made me so relieved. I quickly deboarded the train, holding on to my bag tightly this time and found a friend waiting there in his Maruti 800. He happened to have met my dad while coming to the station for a personal work and my dad asked him to pick me as well. I finally reached home travelling without a phone and a penny in pocket, my mom was so glad to see me safe and sound. I was taken aback a little to see her overtly calm demeanor at the face of such an adversary and having no concern whatsoever for my lost phone or the wallet. She prayed and thanked God for my safe return and narrated about her dream which she saw about me the previous night. She was very disturbed by it, and she’d been praying from dawn that day for my well-being as the dream was a very bad omen for me. She felt relieved that it was only few items that were lost, and I was completely unharmed. Mother’s love manifests in mysterious ways I thought while gobbling on my favorite sambar, rice that afternoon. Meanwhile, my dad deactivated my ATM card and arranged an old makeshift phone for me to be used in the remaining two months of college. When I sit back to think, I always think about my mother’s reaction and feel relieved that it happened, may be a way to appease myself of the guilt of not thinking through that somebody must have noticed me putting the phone in the small pocket and chanced upon it in the crowd while boarding. To compensate for the loss of phone, I gifted my sister with a digital camera after I started earning 4 months down from this incident. From then on, I never kept anything valuable in such obvious places in public while I maneuvered my ways in Delhi’s metro or the local trains of Mumbai, in the buses of Visakhapatnam or in the streets of Paris. I hold my wallet tight and my phone close.

Jesus said to his disciples:
‘As the Father has loved me, so I have loved you. Remain in my love. If you keep my commandments you will remain in my love, just as I have kept my Father’s commandments and remain in his love. I have told you this so that my own joy may be in you and your joy be complete. This is my commandment: love one another, as I have loved you. A man can have no greater love than to lay down his life for his friends. You are my friends, if you do what I command you. I shall not call you servants any more, because a servant does not know his master’s business; I call you friends, because I have made known to you everything I have learnt from my Father. You did not choose me: no, I chose you; and I commissioned you to go out and to bear fruit, fruit that will last; and then the Father will give you anything you ask him in my name. What I command you is to love one another.’
Commentary
The word ‘commandment’ often implies coercion and regimentation, and ‘obedience’ implies an unwilling or even a sulky child. In the case of God’s commands, however, a commandment is a gift, indicating the way in which love can be expressed; and obedience is a way of seeking to draw closer to God by imitation. The lover seeks to act like the beloved, to be modelled on the qualities which are loved and admired. The commands of God are not random or domineering, but are indications of the ways in which we can draw just a little nearer to the infinite qualities which are seen in the creating and redeeming God. The generosity seen in the beauties of nature and humanity, in the beauty of tolerance and forgiveness are reflections of the divine qualities. This is how Jesus kept his Father’s commandments and remained in his love, and how we too may do the same.
It might even be said that Jesus needed to suffer so that we might see that God too can endure suffering. Suffering and the supreme suffering of death are human experiences which cannot be predicated of God, and so Jesus himself took them on to share and ennoble these also. Jesus showed his love of the Father and his love of humanity by adopting and enduring the experiences which cannot touch an impassive God. Such is the full meaning of the love expressed by ‘as the Father has loved me, so have I loved you.’
Taken from: Universalis app

I used to check all the Avpd symptoms, but throught the years, socially wise I got better, I can say I'm happy nowadays, my self confidence is not in the gutter, I have a long distance boyfriend that I see for a few months at a time and we plan to live together in the future, I have a bestfriend that I see maybe every 3 months and we call somewhat every week, I yet don't really know how to make new friends but I'm still happy and content.
Tbh I do identify with extreme introversion, and I check some autistic symptoms. Thought, I still struggle with stuff, but the most of it has no relation to socialisation.
When I compare myself to other people here who seems miserable, I'm once again clueless about how that can be my main diagnosis.
(Currently I'm pursuing an autism diagnosis, but the first psy disagree with that, and the second I'm seeing now think about a personality disorder more than autism for now. Thought I may have totally another disorder that I didn't think about. Also I struggle enormously with work that's why I still think I must have a disorder to explain that)
Anyone else can relate ?

My favourite thing about my post is that every response (okay beside one or two) completely summarises their video.
I find it interesting that all the people who supposedly watched the video have made no responses to their points about how the standard of binary in this subreddit is completely white coded and Eurocentric. “Men can’t have long hair” - go ahead and tell a Sikh man that. “Men shouldn’t look feminine” go ahead and tell MANY tribes outside of your western binary standards that.
This space hates the fact that people are watching and calling out the toxicity that ABSOLUTELY exists here. I have managed to get away with saying absolutely anything in my responses and have purposely broken EVERY single rule in my responses and not a single moderator has said anything. You can get away with saying anything here which isn’t just “freedom of speech” it’s why people get away with misgendering and making EVERY other post about kids from the ages of 13-19. Every single boring “teenagers have red hair” post is most likely from someone who is over 30 (let’s be real most likely single) and it’s like why do you even care what children are doing? Get yourself on a dating app and you won’t be so miserable 😂
People saying “they are so cringe so I only watched 19 seconds” doesn’t make you interesting, you just highlight the fact you have low attention spans and can’t actually engage in something that immediately rattles you. The truth is you don’t want to engage or listen to anything because quite frankly it’s really embarassing being known as the group of trans people who spend their time bullying trans people. Maybe I suggest gaming as a more healthier past time?
Okay let the downvotes commence 🥱

recently had my phone and laptop stolen, have filed a police report and I got sent an email back from met police saying I should register them on immobilise. is this safe/useful. and does registering on immobilise mean the general public are able to see what belongs to who through the sister website CheckMend?

Long story short a friend of ours is a wedding coordinator and offered her services to us. This is an extremely generous gift from our perspective and we accepted but I'd still like to pay her at the wedding. I feel bad if people are doing work for us and we're not paying them. I don't need to pay her top dollar premium prices and I'm completely fine with giving her something below market value but I do want to pay her and give her a nice gift. Problem is I can't find anywhere that lists prices for wedding coordinators locally. Zola has a grand total of 1 that lists pricing and I have no idea if the pricing is exorbitant or reasonable as I have nothing to compare it to. The Knot has 7-8 that it says range from $-$$$$ but zero of them list what that means and what their pricing is.

I have a question regarding matching company names to their respective sectors using descriptions.
I have two files, each with two columns:

• File 1: Company Name & Description
• File 2: Company SectoClass & Description

The goal is to match the company names to the correct sectors based on the descriptions.
If it were just one company, I would embed all the descriptions, perform a similarity search to pick the top 5 matches, and then use an LLM call to finalize the matching.
However, how would you proceed if you needed to do this in bulk? Assume that latency and cost are not issues, and you want to process everything in a batch fashion.
Any insights or suggestions on the best approach to handle this bulk processing would be greatly appreciated!

Guard Break Awakening now increases damage by 3x
4 color attack damage buffed from 3.5x to 4x
5 color attack damage buffed from 4.5x to 5x
Column Follow up Attack Awakening as well as dealing 500,000 damage now also deals 20% damage to shields
Block Follow up Attack Awakening now deals 4x damage (previously 3.5x), 10,000,000 fixed damage and also deals 50% damage to shields
Damage Void Piecer Latent Awakening new damage cap is now 1.8x not 1.5x
For monsters that can not be limit broken (Like Transforming characters) can now be "Synchro Awoken" by having the required monsters to the required level.
Importantly the required monsters to Synchro Awaken are NOT consumed. Meaning if you want to Synchro awaken 3 Toukas as long as you have 1 Panera (to the required level and skill level) and 1 of the bartender god drop monster, you can Synchro awaken all three of them.
Video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CHSj5EpkHxc

I (F56) just broke it off with my bf (M62) of 5 years. We grew up together and reconnected later in life after divorces, kids, etc. His drinking was the issue and the underlying trauma, anger, grief, the booze was masking. My ex husband was a mean drunk. This guy, no, but one led to 4. There is alcholism in his family. I knew I didn't want to date a drinker again but there were so many good things.
I am so glad I left. I cut off contact and now am mending and healing. I'm so proud of myself for leaving despite there being fun and love. The drinking was always going to be there and I knew I didn't want that. I'm grateful to read other people's stories here. I'm going to meetings, I have my own therapist who is 100% supportive.
My fears in the night (It's always worse at night) are that I'll grow old alone. I never had kids, I have great friends and a good community. But I'd rather be single and alone than ever feel the loneliness life is being involved with a drinker. It's so lonely. I am free and I will heal. It just hurts in the short term. This is a death of sorts but from death comes rebirth. :-)

藤（To, Do）: This means wisteria, and is derived from the first Kanji of the family name of the Fujiwara, a Japanese aristocrat who flourished from ancient times to the Middle Ages, and continues in that vein. (Basically, there are two pronunciations of the kanji, Chinese and Japanese; the Chinese-derived pronunciation is "To" or "Do", while the Japanese-derived pronunciation is Fuji.)
The Fujiwara migrated to various parts of Japan and took new surnames preceded by their title or place name to distinguish them.
Ex:（Shindo, Sato, Saito, Naito, Ito, Kato, Kito）
沢(Sawa, Zawa)
Sawa or Zawa is Japanese for stream, which basically means that the person's ancestors lived near a stream.
Ex:(Miyazawa, Kutsuzawa, Ozawa, Aizawa, Sawamura)
田（Ta, Da）
Ta or Da means rice field in Japanese, it mean the ancestors lived near the rice fields,or simply the name of the place where the ancestors lived.
Ex:（Tokuda, Tanaka, Kakuta, Toda, Morita, Furuta）
本（Moto）
Moto basically means the root of something. In many cases, the ancestors lived at the foot of a certain terrain.
Ex:(Sakamoto, Harimoto, Okamoto, Hashimoto, Morimoto)
部(Be): Be is the Japanese word for an organizational classification, such as a government office, and is often derived from an ancient occupation.
Ex:(Tomobe, Funabe, Osakabe, Urushibe, Nishikibe)
宮(Miya): Miya means shrine in Japanese, and people with this surname often have ancestors who were priests.
Ex:(Miyagawa, Miyauchi, Miyazato, Miyazawa)
林(Hayashi, Bayashi):Hayashi means "forest" in Japanese, which is also often derived from topography.
Ex:(Kobayashi, Obayashi, Kuribayashi, Wakabayashi)
口(Kuchi, Guchi): Kuchi means entrance in Japanese and often refers to the entrance to some terrain.
Ex:(Yamaguchi, Taguchi, Noguchi, Oguchi)
岡(Oka): Oka means hill in Japanese.
Ex:(Yamaoka, Morooka, Tomioka, Fujioka, Taoka)
山（Yama）: Yama means mountain in Japanese.
Ex:(Koriyama, Koyama, Yamaguchi, Yamagami, Yamazato)

Hi All,
Microsoft can determine an email is malicious post-delivery and move it to the admin quarantine. However, I am coming up short my searches as to how an exchange admin can perform this same task. Lots of malicious or questionable emails end up delivered to one or more users that we sometimes want to take out of their inbox and make inaccessible to the user (e.g. just moving to junk or some other random folder is not reasonable) and [soft/hard] deleting is not what we want either. Is there a way to do this via PowerShell, API, or some other means? Thanks!

My party just hit level 7 and my wizard character wants to create a magic warhammer for our Loxodon Ranger. He's using the Primeval Guardian UA class that basically allows him to transform into a large sized tree creature with some temp HP that can only move 5ft per turn.
My preference is to have more damage, less often. This means it's more strategic deciding when to use, and can lead to bigger moments in game. I also wanted to give it some sort of out of combat use.
Also note that we usually only have 1-2 combats per day.
Here is what I was thinking

• +1 mod (we all already have +1 weapons and one got a +2 last session)
• Expend a charge to temporarily enlarge the weapon for one attack
• Damage dice are doubled (1d8>2d8 one-handed, 1d10>2d10 two-handed)
• Gains reach property
• Push distance doubled (10ft>20ft) - We are using OneDnD weapon masteries
• Vulnerability against objects
• 4 max charges, regain 1d4 per long rest

Any suggestions appreciated.

So I know this person, that has a child (10f) who is going through the process for diagnoses slowly. This child is, to put it nicely, absolutely horrible. I have a child with autism, I am also autistic, both myself and my child do not treat people the way the 10yo treats people. She is mean, she bullies, manipulates to get her own way, entitled, puts the blame on others, falsely accuses people of things, hates when my oldest child has any attention from anyone and will try to take the spotlight off of her somehow, she treats other kids as if they are her slaves, she is constantly looking for approval from female adults and needs to have their praise, LOVES being the centre of attention etc. If she does anything wrong, her parents say "shes autistic" and that's it, no reprecussions, no explanation as to what shes done wrong and/or why its wrong. Nothing she does is ever wrong, she could hit a baby and get away with it because "she's autistic". Now I know not all autistic people are like myself, and I have tried my best to bring up my child with autism to have a respectful manner, and he is. Of course every now and then he will have his occasional moment where he says rude things but he doesn't understand what they mean, I teach him the meaning and he doesn't say it again. But this child is beyond, I've not heard of some of these things being autism related?? Am I wrong??

I've been trying to figure it out for the past 2 days, and I just can not get it get to make it work with all the clips because they're on different positions of the recorded video.
I'm editing a Poker commentary for my friend. He recorded 4 tables at once so my task is to crop them and position them right, like the example under here
https://gyazo.com/f2ebac2cf102ab358e60654c38bc800e
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Now this worked for the third clip. I just can't manage to get the other important hands the same size masked without losing quality because they're on different areas, here's what I mean.
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Hello. A little bit of a repeat question. Had some gas plumbing work done for a new appliance. They're using a 15psi gauge for pressure testing (two separate for before and after regulator). One was pumped to 15psi and has dropped to 14.5 overnight. This can likely be accounted for by temperature changes.
The other they pumped up to over the max on the gauge but if you extrapolated would be ~16 and is now sitting at 12.5.
I don't trust this company but they were subcontracted for my project which is done once the gas passes inspection. I feel like the pressure drop means there is a leak. I've also read that the code is much more forgiving. Questions: (I'm in US)

1. Why does it seem like code only checks for pressure drop over a shorter time frame?
   
2. Whats the best way to approach this with contractor if they end up passing inspection when tested over a shorter time frame?
   

Thanks everyone