Boot scootin slot machine

Hi,
I run scheduling for a writers center at a college. I'm looking for a way to have my tutors select shifts at the start of the semester. Right now, we've been using a shared Google Sheet with cells for each day and time slot, but we've always had problems with people deleting each others names or picking before they're allowed to (picks are by seniority, one pick day per class year).
All I need is for something to be able to

1. Allow for 2 people to select a shift (tutors work in pairs, each slot is oen hour)
2. Enforce the seniority selection process (Seniors on Monday, Juniors on Tuesday, etc...)
3. Prevent people from overwriting someone's name from a shift or show a shift that's taken as unavailable.

I was considering using a choice eliminator plug-in on Google Forms or just sticking with the Google Sheet but neither have been very reliable in my past use. Whatever software or choice I end up using, none of this needs to be student/client-facing. We have separate software for that. I'm using a Mac but have easy access to windows machines and really any platform/OS. I'd greatly appreciate any suggestions (preferably free, but flexible).
Thank you!

When I do the following lshw command I get listed 4 RAM slots, however, I only have one stick installed and clearly the board has just one slot as shown on the pictures bellow. So, where are the other three DIMM slots?
Mainboard with a single DIMM slot

$ sudo lshw -short -C memory H/W path Device Class Description ========================================================= /0/0 memory 128KiB BIOS /0/4/6 memory 32KiB L1 cache /0/4/7 memory 256KiB L2 cache /0/4/8 memory 6MiB L3 cache /0/5 memory 32KiB L1 cache /0/36 memory 8GiB System Memory /0/36/0 memory 4GiB SODIMM DDR3 Synchronous 1600 MHz (0,6 ns) /0/36/1 memory DIMM [empty] /0/36/2 memory 4GiB SODIMM DDR3 Synchronous 1600 MHz (0,6 ns) /0/36/3 memory DIMM [empty] 

Here are the hardware details for my Samsung Chronos 7:

Machine: Type: Laptop System: SAMSUNG product: 770Z7E v: 0.1 serial:  Mobo: SAMSUNG model: NP770Z7E-S01PT v: FAB1 serial:  UEFI-[Legacy]: Phoenix v: P04ABZ date: 11/04/2013 

Hi everyone,
I'm reaching out for assistance with troubleshooting an Acer Aspire EasyStore H340 network-attached storage server, which I'm repairing for a friend.
The server is running Windows Home Server, and below is some info about the laptop.
Model of laptop: HP 620 OS: Windows 7
We want to figure out a way to use the home server despite it being so old!
Here's a summary of the issues I'm encountering and the troubleshooting steps I've taken so far:
1. Accessing the Console: Unfortunately, we've forgotten the password to access the Windows Home Server console. Attempts to reinstall the client resulted in a network connectivity error. 2. Connection: Despite being on the same network, the tray icon on the Windows 7 laptop indicates that the home server and laptop are not connected. We're unsure why they aren't connecting. 3. Resetting the Server: Following the instructions in the online manual, we attempted to reset the server using a paperclip on the reset button, but it didn't yield any changes or improvements in connectivity. 4. Assessing Indicators: After booting, the System Status indicator turns solid red. The HDD Access indicators for slots 2 and 3 turn red regardless of whether disks are present. The HDD Status indicator doesn't react despite the access indicators turning red. 5. Running Diagnostic Test: We tried to run a diagnostic test using an "annie.gho" file on a USB drive, but it didn't work as expected. The HDD Access indicators didn't flash, and no log file was generated. We’re not exactly sure how to use that file to run the test though, so it could be an error on our part.
Current issues include:

• Lack of access to the home server console due to a forgotten password.
• Inability to establish a connection between the server and the Windows 7 laptop.
• Absence of recovery disks for resetting the server.
• Indicators not responding correctly, particularly the HDD Access indicators.
• The diagnostic test not returning results.

There is currently no data saved on the disks so we’re open to any factory reset type of methods.
If anyone has experience troubleshooting Acer Aspire EasyStore H340 servers or similar NAS devices, I would greatly appreciate any advice or guidance on resolving these issues.

Here we are again in the shit stew that is the Fallowveil trailer park. We’ve got soul eating strippers, jobs that kill us, and plenty of weirdos, both the trailer trash and the potentially paranormal variety. It’s the place where even your own computer sometimes threatens to kill you. I can’t tell if I should be worried, or annoyed that all my neighbors have such irresponsible web habits. I know it’s not me that brings in all these machine wiping viruses.
So even though I got a system error that literally said “you’re useless and you should die” I’m less interested in that. Stupid thing. Like I don’t already know I’m useless. That’s not what I’m depressed about.
Well… I suppose it's tangentially related.
I hope anyone reading will forgive me. I’m feeling the sting of rejection right now. It was really stupid of me to ask. Especially now. Nobody here really likes me. They’ve only been nice to me as a courtesy because I was almost involved in a god damn shootout. And my idiot self decided that was the perfect time to push one of my few friends all the way away. Never ask your friends out on dates. It ruins everything.
So there’s this woman. I’ve talked about her in the past. Trista Ramone. She lives in the far back corner of the trailer park. You can instantly tell which unit is hers because she’s covered every square inch of the property with gardens and a rabbit hutch. The place usually has beads and colorful flags hanging on its walls as well. She’s kind of a right winger’s nightmare. I know some of those flags represent various lgbtq plus communities.
She and I have been friendly in the past. We’re both night shift workers. We crossed paths quite a bit going to and from work so we struck up a friendship over the years.
Let’s just ripped the band aid off. Recently I’ve started thinking I had… stronger feelings for Trista. I got stupid and decided to tell her about them. She wasn’t interested. I get why. We have very different lifestyles. I like meat, and she thinks the meat industry is murder. I’m not willing to give up meat, and she’s not willing to give up her beliefs. It's as simple as that. Now things are incredibly awkward with one of my closer friends and I’m still spiraling into self loathing, where I belong.
She swore up and down that she absolutely still wants to be friends with me, but I’m not sure I believe her. The look she gave me when I told her I’d like to ask her out. It looked like sadness, but a small part of me is convinced it was pity, or worse, disgust and loathing, and that small part gave me ever shuts the fuck up. But anyway, she gave me permission to write about her.
She is one of the creepy fixtures of our little neighborhood after all. She told me to make her seem as insane and scary as I possibly could and that she should get to kill me at the end. She also handed me a few of her high school yearbooks, advised me to chat with another neighbor of ours who she went to school with, and to only use creepy rumors for the rest.
Part of me is really willing to describe her as awful, but that’s just my anger. I don’t like that part of me. Trista’s not a bad person at all. She’s just weird and she doesn’t want to date me. God damn it, Petunia’s right. I need therapy.
So, I’ve told the story of the sexy, scary lady living in a polycule here in the trailer park. I think she’s got a bigger heart than she lets on. I’ve talked about the stories surrounding the Schroeder Slaughterhouse. Now let’s talk about the hippy everyone thinks is a vampire.
She’s a taller woman, maybe five-seven or eight, and she’s skinny. Her typical wardrobe is… interesting. Try to imagine your typical new-age hippy/stoner girl, wearing colorful sarongs, crop-tops, beanies, baggy sweaters, T-shirts with colorful sayings on them, sandals, boots woven from some sort of exotic plant, beaded necklaces, bracelets, a few too many piercings and some intricate tattoos. Can you picture that kind of person? Well, take that and dip them in “goth” dye. Everything is black, and contrasts to her pale white complexion, her eyes are this unusual violet color, and then make the woman wearing all that seem kind of depressed about something. That’s the look Trista has going on. Like if Wednesday Addams was forced to dress up for Hippy Day.
I’ve heard people call her an emo vampire, but as a former emo myself, she doesn’t fill out all the criteria. She doesn’t typically wear any super tight pants or cake on the eyeshadow. I guess she’s just Trista. It might sound weird (and it is) but the whole thing suits her. Her style, tattoos, and complexion all create this image of skinny vampiric waif with a mysterious past and a freaky sarcastic attitude and I found the whole thing… kinda hot.
Trista keeps to herself. She’s made the most out of her little corner of the trailer park. Like I said, she decked out her unit with garden squares, and a Rabbit pen. No idea why she’s allowed to do that. A lot of these places don’t allow pets. I heard she was also trying to put in a beehive too, but her neighbors are fighting her on that one. Our park is a bit too condensed for bees. She has a permit to grow hemp, but of course it’s not for recreational use. She treats it and uses it to weave things like handbags, clothes, and other stuff. There’s a consignment store in town that sells all kinds of things Trista has crafted herself. So she’s handy and self sufficient too. She paints, she carves wood, she weaves, she crochets, she sews, and who knows what else. She’s so good at her little crafts that apparently she’s able to support herself just selling them and working part time at the Moonlight Inn outside of town.
She’s also relatively friendly. I almost feel bad calling her weird, but here’s the thing, I’ve seen some REALLY weird shit. People jokingly call her a vampire, and she seems to embrace that, but part of me seriously wonders. The big clue is, like I mentioned, she’s completely nocturnal. She’s always asleep during the day, and every blind and curtain is drawn tight. The one time she came out during the day, she had on this full body suit with a helmet with UV glass and everything. Even then, she only showed up to give Petunia a hug, before leaving again.
That was the first time I saw Trista, come to think of it. I was kind of intrigued. It was kind of hard not to be when someone shows up to a community cookout in a freaking astronaut suit. I approached Petunia after she left.
“Who the heck was that?” I wondered.
“MASON! I’m so glad you could make it! You’ve been here about three months now! How’d that job interview go?”
“Oh. It went well. I might be doing janitorial work soon.”
“Night shift?”
“Maybe. I’m not sure.”
“If it’s the night shift, you’ll definitely meet the person who just left. That’s Trista. She’s the girl with the rabbits in the far corner. Poor girl. She’s got a really bad skin condition. Can’t let sunlight touch her.”
“Oh. Is she like… albino or something?”
“No, she’s got pigment. I don’t remember what the condition is called. I guess it started in high school or something. You’d have to ask her. And hey! If you work the night shift, you’ll probably get to chat with her!”
Petunia wasn’t wrong. I started working as a nighttime janitor for a number of local businesses. That was when I first started noticing the pale goth hippy. She rides around on a moped, with her dark hair and her sarong barely billowing behind her. I couldn’t see her face through the helmet, but she waved to me as she passed by.
The next time I saw her, she was jogging, but here’s where it gets weird. When I first stepped outside, all I saw was a blur. It actually startled me as I whipped toward it, but then there was this skinny tattooed pixie, somehow still looking like a stonehippy/vampire in jogging gear. I swear she was moving inhumanly fast when I first noticed her. That was when we introduced ourselves. She actually jogged over to say hello.
“Hey! You’re the new guy right?”
“Oh, uh, yeah. My name’s Mason!” I reached out to shake the pretty girl’s hand, like an awkward loser. She smirked and shook my hand. Her grip was weirdly strong, and a bit cold.
“I’m Trista. I’m the weirdo in the back with the rabbits.”
“Trista… oh, are you the one who has a thing with sunlight? I think Petunia mentioned you.”
“Yup! That’s me. Xerodoma pigmentosum. Sunlight hurts. I hate that it hurts.” She lamented.
“That’s gotta be rough,” I said sympathetically.
“You get used to it. You work at night?”
“Yeah. Works better for me.”
“I get that.”
And so on and so on. She’s pretty cool, with a bit of hilarious snark in there. And she secretly procured recreational weed she was willing to share. I kept working the night shift just hoping for another chance to talk to her and possibly buy a joint. Eventually she invited me over to share a joint. The inside of her place was actually pretty sparse and spartan compared to the outside. Though she was a fan of hanging beads. Most of the main room was taken up by her various crafting projects and supplies. Hemp weaves, some paintings, and even a wood carving of what I think was a rabbit, but it wasn’t anywhere near complete.
I followed her to her kitchen where she reached into the very back of her pantry and pulled out a shoebox. Inside was her stash, but there was something else which I found very strange. It was a pack of syringes and a thing I assume is to sterilize syringes. I know what you’re thinking, and that was my first thought too. It’s a poor neighborhood, the woman already smokes weed illegally, it’s not that big a shock that maybe she was involved in other drugs too. I decided not to ask at the time. We shared our joint, and we laughed, a lot. She made fun of me for being a lightweight, while I got completely hypnotized staring at the patterns of a shawl she had woven.
Months went by and we got closer, but I couldn’t forget those syringes. After a while I got worried. I’ve seen what heroine does to people. So the next time I went over to smoke and eat (vegan) pizza with her, I asked.
“Trista? Are you using anything other than weed?”
“Drugs?”
“Yeah.”
“No. Why?”
“You can tell me if you are.”
“Mason, sweetheart, I’m a stoner. I don’t fuck around with anything else and I never have.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
“Okay. Can I ask what that set of syringes are for?”
“Oh. In my stash box? Those are… part of my condition. I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Oh. Is it like… embarrassing?”
“Yeah. So don’t ask. Can we just watch a movie?”
So I don't ask anymore. But I still have no idea what she does with those syringes. Based on what I read about that Xerodoma Pigmentosum thing she says she has, I have no clue what she would need to inject herself with.
Another time she asked me to check on her rabbits for her during the day, as her usual “sitter” had something come up. All I had to do was chop up the lettuce and carrots she left out. As I was enjoying the adorable fluffy faces, one of Trista’s neighbors, a woman named Bridget, poked her head outside her door.
“Hey. Do you know what Trista injects those rabbits with?”
“I… what?”
“I’ve seen her use syringes on those rabbits. She said she was just giving them medicine, but I swear I see her inject them every week.”
“I… I wouldn't know. She just asked me to feed them.”
“I love Trista, but that always seemed so weird. She has to know vaccines are a hoax!” I tuned the woman out after that one. My mind was on that set of syringes. Why would she be using them on rabbits? These things were her pets.
I was starting to crush on her by then. But I couldn’t help feeling weirded out by that. I was actually going to confront her, but the next time I came to visit, she was literally inside the Rabbit hutch, on her back, squealing with delight as her rabbit friends nuzzled and played with her.
“Bonnibelle! That tickles! Marcy! No chewing. Finn? Watch where you’re sticking that foot! Jake? Where are you? EEEEE Lumpy! Not the neck!”
It was as silly and adorable as it sounds. She was forced to whip herself upright when two of her little friends tried to burrow under her dress. She finally stood up with a laugh, cradling a rabbit in her arms and cooing at it.
There was just no way in hell this woman was doing anything that would hurt these animals. Bridget is a paranoid antivax weirdo anyway. If Trista was using syringes on the rabbits, I was convinced it was only for their benefit.
So life went on. I got more and more reclusive over the years. Petunia, Trista, and my next door neighbor Fred were the only things keeping me remotely connected to the outside. And so we get to now. So let’s see. What are the stories about the weird vampire woman?
Well, there’s the fact that she jogs at night, solo, in a poor neighborhood. Petunia keeps the shitty people contained and behaving for the most part, but I still wouldn’t exactly call it safe, especially for a young skinny woman. But she does it without a care in the world.
There’s one strange event that some people like to connect to this. I never knew this guy, but from what I hear he was a total weirdo who leered at anyone even remotely female. And this is despite the fact he was married. His name was Josh.
I remember him a bit. He’s the guy that Petunia chased away from one of her barbecues. Supposedly he was heard saying inappropriate things to the groups of ten year old girls that were playing in the bounce house Petunia rented. Telling them how pretty they were. Trying to coax them to take off their jackets. Police reports were filed but ultimately nothing could be proven. The guy's wife, Carole, always defends him for some reason.
But anyway, I remember hanging out with Trista one night a little over a year ago. She hadn’t gone jogging like she normally did. I asked her what was up with that.
“That weirdo, Josh has started catcalling when I pass his place. It weirds me out.”
“There aren’t other people who do that at night? I’m still shocked you jog alone.”
“Not like this. I can flip off a wolf whistler. But this guy… he keeps trying to get me to stop and talk to him, and when I don’t? He shouts about my ass. I’m gonna have to talk to Petunia about that shithead, if anybody can reign him in, it’s her.”
I’m gonna guess she never got a chance. Two days later, the whole town was awoken by sirens. I was getting ready for my shift when I heard them. I walked down the road a bit to see if I could figure out what was going on. The cops were heading toward the other side of the park, so I couldn’t see much. But I did notice Trista, in her jogging gear, skulking in the shadows. I wondered if she was in trouble. But before I could call out to her, she sprinted straight to Petunia's house and banged on the door. Petunia welcomed her inside, and that was all I saw. I still wasn’t sure what was going on, so I just shrugged and headed to work, figuring I’d text Trista later.
I didn’t learn till later that Josh was found dead. He was lying prone, face down, partly hidden by bushes at the edge of the park. His neck was cut open. He’d bled out rapidly. He had a knife in his hand, and officially it’s believed he fell on it and accidentally killed himself. There was a cocktail of drugs in his system so most people accept that explanation. But others swear they saw Trista out for her jog around the same time Josh would have been bleeding to death. She got questioned, and she swore she didn’t see anything. Without evidence, there was nothing else that could be proven.
Trista’s a friend. I know that guy was being creepy to her. So I’m happy to take her word for what happened, even if my seeing her going to Petunia’s pokes a bit of a hole in that. I can’t be sure it was Trista though. So I’m not saying a word. But if a certain creep attacked a certain lady who is rumored to be a vampire, it’s not that surprising to me that he ended up dead after bleeding to death. I’m not all that broken up about it.
I’m not the one spreading that story. Josh’s wife was the one who started the rumor. So now some people are even more convinced that the weird nocturnal hippy chick is secretly a vampire.
She’s no killer. No matter what they say. She would only have defended herself.
So that’s all the stories I’ve heard that have any credibility to them. There’s more people who swear she and Petunia perform weird rituals, and people who saw her moving “inhumanly fast” and such.
But now I have to share what I found in the yearbooks Trista gave me. I wasn’t really expecting much. I checked her senior yearbook out first. She looks about the same. Pale, goth, hippy, and sort of sad. She kind of looks even sadder in these photos if I’m being honest, but that’s high school for you. She graduated in the top half of her class, no sports or extracurriculars. I’m left wondering how she managed to go to school at the time of sun was so bad for her. I’ll have to ask her about that. So nothing really new there.
It was the yearbook from her junior year where things got really interesting. I was in shock when I found her. Trista is somehow impossible to miss, but unrecognizable all at once. She’s full of color! She wore more typical tie dye hippy attire. Bright vibrant pinks, reds, blues, greens, and yellows, in every photo, and holy shit was she busy. Captain of the soccer team, first chair flutist, president of the “green living” club and the “vegan alliance,” top ten in her class, it was all incredible. I think the main reason I didn’t recognize her was her skin. It was tan, as though she were out in the sun a lot. Furthermore there were photos of her playing sports and standing outside in bright sunlight.
It was like her disease wasn’t there, which confused me. She told me it was something called Xeroderma Pigmentosa. But that’s a genetic condition. She would have had that from birth.
I sent her a text, wondering about this.
- Hey! Just went through your yearbooks. What happened? You had color? Did you discover Linkin Park?
- My disease happened. Right at the end of Jr. year. That’s why I wasn’t there for the final class photo.
- But your disease is genetic… isn’t it?
- I guess it was dormant in me.
- So it just… happened?
- Pretty much.
- I’m sorry.
- I got over it. Mostly. It was hard. My parents were both hardcore vegan naturalists and we lived in a place that was all natural light and such, so I had to live in a shed for a bit while they built a space for me. But in my family? We kinda lean into whatever life throws at us. It took months of depression to come to terms with it. All of a sudden I couldn’t be out in the sun, and I had new dietary needs that absolutely required non-vegan sources. So I leaned into it. I was a vampire now. I can dig dark colors and “vampire style.” I could make it my own by avoiding leather. And I’d be as vegan as I possibly could.
- You’re kind of awesome.
- Damn straight. So I learned to love the night too and now, here I am.
I gained new respect for her after that. Frankly I feel kinda shitty about making fun of her for being a vampire. There might not be anything paranormally weird about her after all.
She sent me one more text telling me I should talk to a guy named Frankie. She’d gone to school with him. He’s a decent enough guy. Works in the Bicounty mall in town.
I had to wait a day or two for another of Petunia’s get togethers to talk to him.
“Hey!” I said awkwardly as I tried to figure out how to strike up conversation with someone I haven’t really spoken to in a long time. “Frankie, right?”
“Oh. Yeah. Been a while. How are you Mason? You okay after that whole thing at Red Nights?”
“I’m trying to be. Look, I’ll cut to the chase. You went to school with Trista Ramone, right?”
“Ol’ Boho Ramone? Yeah. We were sort of friendly. But I was a jerk to vegans back then. Why do you ask?”
“I’ve been hanging out with her. She’s being all mysterious.” He chuckled at that. “She said I should talk to you to learn more about her… weirdness? Everyone thinks she’s a vampire now.”
“She’s totally a vampire. I have no idea what else to call her?”
“Why do you say that?”
“What did she tell you about school?”
“Nothing. She just showed me two yearbooks. Between Junior and Senior year she went from colorful club president, to lonely vampire, because of her disease.”
“Nah man. I don’t want to talk bad about her. But she was kind of a bitch, junior year. She wasn’t just a colorful vegan. She was one of those “holier than thou” types who scoffed and talked down to anyone who dared to eat meat. Her “hippy” thing meant she never hung out with the popular girls but still, she acted like she owned the place at times. I was friends with this weird guy named Steven Jones. He was just kind of a weirdo. Skulking around in the background, you know? He HATED Trista. For a while I totally understood. I thought she was kinda stuck up. But this guy was like… irrationally enraged by that girl’s existence. I guess he tried to ask her out when he was a freshman and she politely declined. But he took that shit personally.”
“Huh. So like… why’s that matter?”
“Because Steven kept saying to anyone who gave him a second look, that he was gonna ‘ruin’ her. Never elaborated. But then the last month of school rolls around, Trista gets assaulted by an unknown assailant and a week later she’s got this new disease. Meanwhile, Steven spent a week strutting around the school looking smug, and saying ‘she got what she deserved.’ Then he disappears too. Teachers said he moved away.”
“She was assaulted?”
“Yeah. Someone in a face wrap tackled her while she was at one of her protests at the meat factory. The dude freaking BIT her.”
“Jesus.”
“Yeah. I was there. I came to the protest. I’ll admit I was trying to hit on Trista or one of the other girls there. But yeah. Dude dressed in all gray with a face wrap just charged in and went right for Trista. Knocked her down, bit her like a freaking zombie, then ran away before anyone could stop him. Didn’t even take his face wrap off. It was freaky, man.”
“What the actual fuck.”
“That’s what we all said. Trista needed a stitch. But while she was at the hospital, I guess she started getting more symptoms. She was out for the rest of the year. From then on, she was like she is now. Total vampire.”
“Was Steven a vampire?”
“I dunno. Probably. Little dickhead is what he is. Must have been him that attacked Trista, but nobody could prove it. Bite mark didn’t match or something. So why are you asking? You hang out with her at night right? You asking her out or something?”
“Oh. No. Just a friend.”
That was all I really learned from Frankie. It’s quite a story, and it’s full of unknowns that Trista refuses to explain. So I guess I’ll let readers be the judge. Is she a “real” vampire? Or just a weirdo? All I know is, she’s totally standing behind me right now and now I’m dead. Bleh.
I did come back to life to talk to Trista once I finished writing this. She enjoyed it. I may as well include that interaction.
I went to her place on my night off. She read my take on her and what the neighbors thought and she grinned. “Ha! I’m a total monster!” She chuckled. “So. What do YOU think, Mason? Am I a vampire?” She cocked an eye and playfully gnashes her teeth at me, making a pleasant little click.
I sighed. “No idea. You’re Trista. And… you’re my friend. I’m sorry if I made things awkward.”
She looked surprised by that. “Aw. Thanks Mason. You’re my friend too. It’s okay. I’m flattered.”
“You don’t have to explain.”
“So we’re cool?”
“Absolutely not. We’re both weird shut ins.” She laughed. It was good to hear her laugh. It made me happy.
“Yeah but I got the ‘mysterious vampire’ thing going.”
“You have dirt in your hair from rolling around with bunnies. And you’re a vegan.”
“Bite me.”
“Says the vampire.”
“You know, if I were a vampire, I could have bitten you when we both went to the slaughterhouses a few weeks ago.”
“That just makes me stupid.”
“You’re not stupid, Mason. You’re not a loser either.”
“So. You know of any other good spooky town stories that I can do next?
“Oh, sure. You ever heard the tale of Salome? She was a witch who would mash up the seeds of a Sinapis Alba plant to make a diabolical potion she’d dump on herself. They called her the ‘Witch of the Sands.’”
I’m embarrassed to admit it took me four days to realize Trista was just fucking with me. I only figured it out when I looked up Sinapis Alba and learned that mashing the seeds just makes mustard. “Salomi the sand-witch.” Well played, vampire hippy…
Sexy Neighbor
Haunted Slaughterhouse

Hi all, I will be subleasing my apartment at 302 S 2nd Street (APT 808) for June and July! I am moving out to start work, so I need someone to take it off my hands. It is a great apartment with a beautiful view, gym and recreational area (including a pool and ping pong table) in the lobby, vending machines, convenient parking, and a bus stop directly outside the apartment (White and Second) that will take you directly to the quad! Rent is negotiable, so message me for more details. As for info about the apartment itself, it is fully furnished, with a stainless steel fridge, deep basin sink, dishwasher, flatscreen TV, and a single, queen-sized bed, with a very nice bathroom to boot! Attached is an image of the apartment, view, and building itself. Message me with any questions!

After lastest update I can no longer shutdown and/or suspend my Arch box, shutdown just hangs on "waiting for processes: systemd-udevd" and I have to force-shutdown the machine by holding the power button. Anyone else with the same issue? I've also recently updated my BIOS to 1.40, that may have something to do with the problem too.
Also, newly when booting the machine there's something crashing on screen but dmesg only shows the following:

[ 4.872202] BUG: unable to handle page fault for address: ffffffffc2215000 [ 4.872215] fbcon: Taking over console [ 4.872223] #PF: supervisor read access in kernel mode [ 4.872227] #PF: error_code(0x0000) - not-present page 

UPDATE: resetting BIOS to default settings apparently helped. Thank you for the advice.

So, picture this: a 15-year-old me, diving headfirst into the glamorous world of dishwashing at a Dutch restaurant. Little did I know, I was about to embark on a journey through the messiest, smelliest, and most stomach-churning depths of the kitchen hierarchy.
Fast forward a year, and here I am, a seasoned veteran of the dish pit. I've battled meat scraps, lettuce remnants, and even waged war against a rogue rat in the grease pit. Oh yes, I've danced with dirty dishes and come out (mostly) unscathed.
But fear not, fellow dishwasher warriors, for I bring tidings from the frontlines – survival tips for the toughest job in the kitchen(IMO):

1. Dress the Part, Embrace the Mess: Leave your fancy attire at home and suit up in clothes you don't mind getting a little greasy. And remember, those old boots you've been meaning to toss? They'll do just fine in the dish pit.
2. Efficiency is Key: Channel your inner Tetris master when loading the dishwasher. Prioritize by size and fragility, and don't be afraid to give those plates a double wash if needed.
3. Prepare for the Onslaught: Be ready for the rush, my friends. When the dinner bell rings, it's all hands on deck. Flexibility and adaptability are your secret weapons.
4. Conserve the Hot Water: Treat hot water like gold – use it sparingly, lest you find yourself facing a mountain of chocolate-covered dishes with nothing but cold water to fight them off.
5. Vigilance Against Unwanted Guests: Keep an eye out for furry intruders. While we may not welcome them with open arms, pests like rats and mice sometimes make an unwelcome appearance. Stay alert and report any sightings to the powers that be.
6. Approach the Grease Pit with Caution: Venturing into the grease pit is not for the faint of heart. Proceed with care, and be prepared for a thorough hose-down afterward. It's not exactly a spa day, but it might be worth the treasures it rewards.
7. Maintain Your Machines: Take pride in keeping your equipment in top shape. Regular maintenance and minor repairs can save you from major headaches down the line.
8. Find Your Zen in the Suds: Embrace the rhythm of the dishwashing routine. Let the soothing sound of running water be your mantra as you scrub away.
9. Keep Your Eyes on the Prize: Every dish cleaned brings you one step closer to your culinary dreams. Stay focused, stay motivated, and remember – you're not just washing dishes, you're honing your skills for the kitchen of tomorrow.

So there you have it, my fellow dishwashing comrades. Armed with these tips and a healthy dose of humor, you're ready to tackle anything the kitchen throws your way. Onward, to dishwashing glory!

I am writing to you regarding an issue I am currently experiencing with my Dream Machine. The problem arose suddenly and without any apparent cause.
Earlier in the day, I received a notification stating that my MDM was backed up. However, within 15 minutes of this message, my Wi-Fi abruptly turned off, my ethernet connection was lost, and the fan started running at full speed (100%). Upon attempting a restart, the fans instantaneously revved up to 100%, and neither LAN nor WiFi was available. There were no lights on the device, indicating a complete shutdown.
Despite repeated attempts to restore the device to factory defaults as per the instructions provided on your support page, there has been no change in the device's status. It remains unresponsive and seems to be completely dead. It's worth mentioning that this issue occurred spontaneously; there was no power outage, no physical contact with the device, and no identifiable external factor that could have caused this problem.
Moreover, the device refuses to boot up and I am unable to enter recovery mode. There are no lights on the device, the fan is the only component running, and the entire recovery process has been unsuccessful. My computer does not even register that the Ethernet cable is connected on the UDM side.
I would like to emphasise the significance of this device to me. I invested over $800 in this product, which is more than I could afford, solely because of the high regard I have for your company's reputation for reliability and quality. I made this investment with the expectation that it would serve me well for decades. The current issue has, therefore, been a source of great disappointment and concern for me.
I urgently require any assistance in resolving this issue. I am uncertain as to the cause or the solution to this problem and would greatly appreciate the support you can provide.
Looking forward to your prompt response.

Note: Taken from Introducing my first OC
PS: Largely minor changes.
(Let me know if there is any inconsistency.)
Letter R in team REPR(Reaper): Rogert "Roth" Oberon
Sex: Male
Age: 25 during the Fall of Beacon, 26 or 27 during Atlas arc.
Birthday: 18th day of the 10th month
Height: 1,87 meters
Species: Faunus, Bear. Notable markers: Bear snout.
Family: Father and mother, lost a younger sister and brother in a Grimm attack.
Class: Tank. Speciality: Defense, taking and holding ground.
Colours: Cares little for the colour rule yet the colour of the symbol is brown and uses black armour. Varied colours in the rest of the attire intended for camouflage depending on the environment.
Semblance: =Redacted under orders of Headmaster of Beacon= Authorized personnel only as follows:
Animal morphing, Roth Oberon is able to turn into a big bear and is able to remain in full control after years of practice. However, to maintain control of his semblance he needs to change into a bear once every 2 weeks for at least 2 hours to avoid permanently damaging his body. Gained the semblance in his 3rd year as a Huntsman trainee during a hunting mission. Becomes stronger, aura takes more damage and is more animalistic in animal form.
=Classified information ends=
Profession: Huntsman in training at Beacon Academy, team leader. (Former)
Vale defence forces. (Former)
Guardsman of Beacon. (Current)
Appearance: Strong arms with strong legs, broad shoulders, gold brown bear eyes, and brown hair. Bear mouth/snout. Note: Functional muscles instead for show.
Weapons:
Graduate Huntsman in Atlas arc: Two gauntlets with automatic machine guns and a sword blade coming out of them, grappling hooks on both, a spear tip and spear adjusted for his height and physique that can be split into 2 pieces. Carries dust grenades with him with empty dust slots and different dust with him.
Student to graduate Huntsman in Mistral arc: Spear, machine gun gauntlet, sword gauntlet, one-shot reloadable rocket launcher with ammo and a spear tip from a broken spear.
Strengths:

• Roth is very strong and durable allowing him to survive hits that would kill many others.
• Adaptable to changing situations and has strong willpower, keen intelligence, and a sharp mind.
• Versatile combat technique and knows how to use a variety of weapons or forms.
• His ability as a leader and calm attitude has kept his team in tip-top shape and has made them self-reliant on themselves making the team effective alone, in pairs or as a group.
• Bear´s sense of smell.
• Classified ahead: Can gain bear´s abilities because of his semblance when turning fully into a bear or just partially.

Weaknesses:

• Can be slower in a fight than most fighters even in his younger years.
• Workaholic.
• Roth´s darker impulses are closer to the surface when he is in charge.
• Great anger towards Grimm makes him hunt them with abandon or lure them in relatively easily. (Weakness in academy years, in adult years unorthodox trapping and luring method against Grimm. Double-edged sword.)

Inspiration: What I want to be. A person who could beat Hazel Rainart and Brutes from Batman Arkham Knight. Gregor Eisenhorn of Warhammer 40k. Kratos of God of war in his Nordic life.
Skills:

• Knows many melee weapon combat forms and has a lot of fist-fighting experience. After training and fighting in missions in a military unit for 3 years after graduation, he has learned to fight like a commando.
• Edit: Knows how to train dogs.
• Knows how to make new weapons from the ground up with primitive equipment and knows how to maintain them effectively and how to repair them.
• Rogert knows how to survive in the wilderness for potentially years. Building shelter, use of camouflage, hunting for food and foraging, how to lose a hunter, navigating etc. His speciality is tracking a target or missing supplies.
• Advanced stealth skills and ability to disappear enhanced by military education.
• Knows how to make grenades and bombs and how to defuse them. (Trained in the military and by Parish Broc.)
• Knows the basics of using military equipment and weapons after graduation and training in the military.
• Interrogation skills enhanced by his physical presence and knows how to gain information by talking. (And knows how to extract information by inflicting pain and suffering. Trained with some success by Elena Nathara.)
• Knows psychological warfare and guerrilla tactics. Specializes in Grimm.
• Knows criminal psychology, how to establish a crime scene and how to gather evidence. (Trained by his father and Raina Odell.)
• Knows how to administer first aid. (Basic and Huntsman academy training.)

Personality: Rogert is a loner who was given the job of a leader despite not wanting it. He became more comfortable in the role over the years yet deep down never truly believed he should be a leader.
While a humble person, Roth has no illusions of his strengths and how powerful he can be when in battle.
Roth values loyalty and honesty, things he has shown to his team by having no secrets from them and has encouraged his team to do the same with great effect. Because of his values in honesty, Rogert does not forgive attempts to lie to him and tries to limit his words to be as truthful as possible.
Roth has a ruthless attitude when it comes to leadership and dealing with enemies. As a leader, Roth expects nothing but competence and giving 100% in combination with a firm chain of command and on-the-spot obedience.
Roth is a strong believer in learning and improving skills. Because of this, Roth has learned from his teammates the skills he lacked before meeting them and has instructed them to do the same.
Desiring always to have the upper hand, he learned to keep his emotions in check at all times and focused on his studies in his free time and school time. Other people often consider him emotionless, yet no one is willing to say it in his earshot, and he doesn´t mind this thought about him.
Rogert has mastered his emotions, and he can make decisions that would make other people disgusted with themselves be it torture or cruel punishments without flinching as he got older. While his team reminds him about his better nature and while his actions have never been directed against an innocent, Rogert believes he can´t afford to hesitate to act when many lives are at stake.
His team, REPR, has helped him loosen up, and he discovered his liking for playing the saxophone and driving. His team has helped him to become a better man than he thinks he needs to be as the years went by.
Facts about the character:

• Rogert prefers to be called Roth because the name is easier to pronounce, and he prefers a shorter name.
• Rogert put the team to vote during graduation on whether they should stick together as a group. Ultimately, the team was split up, yet REPR occasionally would help each other on big operations. He voted No, yet never said why, even when asked.
• Roth´s closest relationships are with his parents, Elena and Raina, and he thinks highly of Doctor Bartholomew Oobleck due to his teaching and wisdom.
• Originally intended to be a counter for Elm, an Ace Operative during early development phase.

Extra skills:

• Scholar: His lack of social interaction in his school years made Rogert focus more on his studies than on making friends. Due to this, he has gained a lot of knowledge and an interest in researching history and myths. Math skills and history were his best subjects, and he often likes to talk about both when asked.

Growing up I was a big fan of videogames, specifically shooters (battlefront, medal of honor, early 2000's stuff). However, nothing was as cool as the light-gun games from arcades. I never really got the chance to play in many arcades, so whenever I found one, I liked to pick the gun up and pretend I was playing (I was a child with no money, and my parents weren't terribly fond of videogames, so I never really got the chance to actually play a lot of them). Cabelas Big Game Hunter was pretty much the extent of the ones that I could play.
However, one of my earliest memories is of a specific game that managed to traumatize me for about a decade and a half.
One day my family went to a bowling alley for a birthday party. We bowled for a bit, but when we all finished we were just hanging out and celebrating. I noticed that there was an arcade corner and wandered over. One particular cabinet caught my eye: House of the Dead. The demo was playing, and I saw zombies limbs flying off from where you shot them, holes opening up in their chest from the bullets, and shooting thrown axes out of the sky. I thought it was the coolest thing ever, "its like you are actually shooting them!" I picked up the light-gun and started trying to match my aim to the demo, pretending I was actually playing. I was probably there for like 5 minutes, making the gun noises with my mouth and pretending I was the best cop in the world saving people from the undead.
In my hyperfixation, I failed to notice someone walk over behind me and wordlessly slip a couple quarters into the machine. The person was evidently a janitor, as they had a mop and bucket, and after they had put some change in the slot they just left without a word. I wasn't sure what happened but I did know that what they did meant that I could play the game for real!
I was really excited as I had never actually played the game before. It starts and I see the first two zombies start shambling toward me. I bring the gun up and start shooting at them, noticing that I only hit them like 2 times out of 7. "Well, this is harder than it looks." I keep shooting, but then the gun stops working. At this point the zombies are getting much closer. I keep pulling the trigger in vain as they shamble towards me. They reach me, and I can do nothing except watch as they raise their bloody axes and strike the screen, leaving a big, bloody slash mark. They attack a few more times, tearing my digital body to pieces, and eventually a big "game-over" washes over the screen.
I put the gun back in the holster as the "insert coin to continue" message flashes. I wide-eyed walk back to the rest of the family and eat some pizza.
It wasn't until years later did I realize how much of an impact this had on me. After that day, I was deathly afraid of zombies. Movies, games, books; if anything had zombies in it I got sick to my stomach and started shaking. My extended family got into COD zombies a few years after that, and hoo-boy did I not like that. I couldn't be in the same room as them if they were playing. It didn't even matter what type of zombie it was, whether the typical walking dead, or the fast vampire-like ones from I Am Legend, just the word zombie was enough to send me into a state.
It was never bad enough that my family really noticed, but I have since grown out of it.
It makes me laugh to think about how the kind gesture of a stranger putting a quarter into a little kids machine would instead lead to said child being traumatized for years. A trauma that could likely have been avoided if someone had told the little boy how to reload.

I was going to a place where karaoke was set to happen, but it just so happened to have slot machines. I got a Shirley temple to go and left after a few minutes.

I have two 2TB WDBlack SN770 M.2 SSDs which I connected to the onboard M.2 slots. I set them up as ZFS Raid1 and ran two VMs on them. This worked fine for about two weeks without errors. Three days ago, one of the drives suddenly stopped working and I got an email from Proxmox telling me that ZFS observed that one of the disks had been removed and thus the whole pool had become inconsistent.
Yesterday and today this kept happening pretty much as soon as I wanted to do a little more than just start a VM. I tried to rescue the VM disks to another ZFS pool I am running on the machine using an extension card and U.3 drives, but I don't have a chance. It will always fail with the "removed" message as soon as I start moving the disk from within the Proxmox UI.
I then tried putting the two SSDs onto another extension card but there the same issue occurred without any change. After restart the pool is being resilvered and continues to run without errors until the "removed" event.
It's not the temperatures, I double checked that.
I am a bit at a loss as to how to at least retrieve that data. What is the cause? Could ZFS not have worked well with those drives and corrupted them in any way?
If I at least get the data, I would then try to use the drives in an LVM setting to check if it was ZFS. Don't want to format the drives without the data.
Please let me know how to check what could have caused this and how to rescue the data (backup was not yet set up, early stage). Thanks!

I started out planning on just building a NAS to run Jellyfin or Plex but as I kept looking into things and remembering some things I realized what I wanted was more akin to a homelab setup. I figured this would be the best place to come for help.
Things I want to accomplish (eventually) with my homelab/network setup:

• Media Storage/Streaming server (Jellyfin or Plex)
• Network Level Ad Blocking (Pi-hole or AdGuard)
• Network Level Firewall (pfSense or OPNsense)
• Local "Cloud" backup (Nextcloud or similar)
• Remote "Workstation" (offload some workloads from my laptop)
• Other common things I'm forgetting to mention or will learn about (DHCP, DNS, VPN, downloads, etc)

Will be located in an armoire (no rack mounting) in my bedroom so noise and heat are major considerations. The armoire's doors will be left cracked open to allow for airflow while keeping pets out (might cut holes in back and/or attach case fans if it gets too hot. I generally run hot so I have fan running almost year round to give example of acceptable noise threshold.
Another note, there would only be a max number 3 +/- 1 users at a time and plan on storing media at high quality (4K, high bit rate, etc) with lossless compression, preferring FOSS codecs like FLAC and AV1.
While my ISP sucks and has a local monopoly and provides sub gig speeds over copper coax, the network gear I already have and will include already has 2.5 Gb RJ45 ports so that's the minnimum connection speed I want to maintain.

• Modem: 1*coax in 1*2.5 Gbps RJ45 out
• erro Pro 6E RouteAccess Point: 1*2.5 Gbps RJ45 1*1 Gbps RJ45
• Brother Wi-fi Printer: Wifi and USB connectivity only (want to figure out how to network it via the USB if possible and turn off the wi-fi connection)

Things I need to get:

• UPS
  • Looking at CyberPower Mini Tower UPS systems but I don't know how to size it and what features I require. Live in Minnesota, USA with Xcel Energy so power is generaly pretty stable with the ocassional black/brown out that lasts no more than a minute or two to just annoy the microwave/oven clocks and my PS5. A storm will occasionally knock out power for a longer period of time in which case I'd like the homelab to power down before the UPS runs out of power. Just need the homelab, switch, modem, and routeaccess point to run on battery for those occasional short power outages. Would also like to have the coax surge protection also.
• Switch Netgate 4200?2
  • Birds, 1 Stone? This is essentially a 2.5 gig (managed?) switch that is also a hardware firewall, right?
  • I read that its better to run the firewall on dedicated hardware instead of in a VM (not clear on why) and since if I'm correct that this is essentially a managed switch it's more or less in line price wise with 2.5 gig managed switches and if I'm wrong unmanaged 2.5 gig switches are $100+ and building a dedicated pc for the firewall would cost about as much.
• OS Unraid Lifetime License
  • Started out planning on using Fedora Server because I run Fedora on my Framework 16 and have become quite comfortable with it and Fedora is officially supported by Pi-hole. Also considered TrueNAS because I'm a fan of the FOSS philosophy but Unraid looks very polished and can implement what I want to do fairly easily.
  • How well has Unraid been at honoring the perpetual licenses? Any drawbacks with deciding on going with Unraid?
• Case Silverstone CS382
  • Like that it has plenty of room for expansion with robust I/O offerings including a slim ODD slot and a 5.25" bay allowing for easy media ingest and creation.
  • An all metal case shouldn't be signifintly louder than any other case (save for something like a be quiet! case), correct?
• CPU AMD Ryzen 7 8700G
  • Going to wait until after any Computex announcements before settling on a CPU
  • Is 8 cores, 16 threads adequate for my use case
  • iGPU is capable of AV1 encoding and decoding
  • AMD has significantly lower TDPs than Intel
  • This only supports PCIE 4.0 while others support 5.0. I read that correctly, right?
• Motherboard Gigabyte B650M Aorus Elite AX
  • Going to wait until after any Computex announcements before settling on a motherboard
• Cooling
  • CPU Cooler be quiet! Dark Rock Pro 5
    • Vastly overkill means easier and quieter cooling while ensuring greater build compatibility in the future
  • Case Fans
    • Add and/or upgrade to be quiet! and/or Noctua case fans
• Memory DDR5
  • Should I look for DDR5 ECC memory?
  • How much should I get?
• Storage
  • USB Boot Drive
    • Since Unraid runs entirely in RAM, does the USB speed have a major effect on performance? If not I'll probably get an adapter to run it off an internal USB 2.0 header to avoid an accidental removal.
  • NVMe Cache
    • How much should I get?
    • Should the cache be mirrored, stripped, or pooled?
    • The motherboard I'm looking at has 2 M.2 slots; one is PCIe 5.0 x4/2 and the other is PCIe 4.0 x4/2. How does mixing and matching PCIe speeds and number of lanes effect caching?
  • HDDs Seagate IronWolf Pro
    • Drives will be 12 TB or larger for helium drive design
    • Starting with a 3 drive array with 1 drive as parity. How easy/safe/fast is Unraid when it comes to adding drives to an existing array or increasing parity?
    • After how many drives should I add a 2nd parity drive?
    • HDDs will be primarily reserved for read only data (i.e. media library)
  • SATA SSD Team Group Vulcan Z SATA SSD 2 TB
    • 2 drives, will be primarily used for frequently updated data (i.e "cloud" services and data back-ups)
    • Would these be included in the HDDs' parity array?
• Add-in Cards
  • GPU Gigabyte Radeon RX 7600 XT Gaming OC 16G
    • Going to wait until after any Computex announcements before settling on a GPU and/or future upgrade if I go with a CPU with integrated graphics
    • 2x the VRAM of my laptop's GPU
    • AV1 and will be able to utilize AMD's Smart Technologies like SmartAccess Video with an AMD iGPU
    • Would performance take a major hit since it would only be running on a PCIe 4.0 x8 connection?
  • SATA add-in card
• PSU be quiet! Dark Power 13 850W
  • Should be large enough
  • 80+ Titanium rated and Cybernetics Titanium and A++ efficiency and sound ratings so it will run cool and quiet
• Accessories and Miscellaneous

Answers and feed back are very much appreciated.
I know this build will end up being expensive so I plan on buying the components piecemeal over time with the core components (CPU, motherboard, GPU) being the last components to acquire since they are the parts that see the most frequent generational improvements.
Thanks again for looking through my massive post and taking the time to respond.

Hi! Thanks for taking your time to read this.
I have a brand new machine, that I use exclusively to run PLS-CADD (a transmission line design software).
Problem is the PC freezes at random times, sometimes it's 5min from boot, sometimes 4 hours. It freezes when using PLS-CADD or when using simple tasks, like searching something in Google Chrome or going through the file explorer.
When running PLS-CADD with the task manager, CPU, RAM, GPU and disk usage where all under 10%.
Ran FurMark and TestMem5 (3 cycles in extreme@anta777 config), but no errors where reported.
Also, fresh install was done, but the issue persists.
Here are the machine specs:

• Motherboard: ASUS Prime z90-V WIFI
• Processor: 13th Gen Intel(R) Core(TM) i7-13700KF 3.40 GHz
• Installed RAM: 32.0 GB
• Video Card: NVIDIA GeForce RTX 4070
• NVIDIA Driver: 555.22
• SDD: WD Blue SN850 1TB
• Edition: Windows 11 Home
• Version: 23H2
• OS buid: 22631.3593
• Experience: Windows Feature Experience Pack 1000.22700.1003.0

Thank you!
EDIT: The only thing that "solves" the issue is rebooting the machine.

I have a 3080 ti that I bought used last year. Recently over the past last week, it keeps disconnecting and stops showing up in my task manager and device manager, but sometimes it reconnects when I reset my system enough times. Needless to say its very annoying.
I've tried taking it out of the PCI slot and putting it back in, updating windows, updating my drivers, updating my bios, and as a last ditch effort, I've even upgraded to windows 11, yet the problem persists. The only thing I remember doing before this started happening is installing a windows update that came out on May 9th and hitting Y when the option of something about fTPM came up before windows booted. I suspect it may have something to do with windows update failing, but I I'm not sure. Any advise or help would be greatly appreciated.

Can anyone give me some direction as to what I can do to improve? Or is it just time to get a new graphics card? This one is pretty old.
Any suggestions on a new graphics card? Ideally under $300. I really only play Path of Exile and Last Epoch
UserBenchmarks: Game 48%, Desk 97%, Work 48%
CPU: AMD Ryzen 7 5800X - 97.3%
GPU: AMD RX 580 - 42.4%
SSD: Sabrent Rocket Q 1TB - 53%
RAM: Corsair Vengeance LPX DDR4 3600 C18 2x16GB - 98.9%
MBD: Asus ROG STRIX B450-F GAMING II
Overall this PC is performing below expectations (31st percentile). This means that out of 100 PCs with exactly the same components, 69 performed better. The overall PC percentile is the average of each of its individual components. Use the charts in the benchmark sections of this report to identify problem areas. Processor single core With an outstanding score, this CPU is the cat's whiskers: It demolishes everyday tasks such as web browsing, office apps and audio/video playback. Additionally this processor can handle typical workstation, and even moderate server workloads. Finally, with a gaming score of 97.3%, this CPU's suitability for 3D gaming is excellent. Graphics games 42.4% is a reasonable 3D score (RTX 2060S = 100%). This GPU can handle the majority of recent but it will struggle with resolutions greater than 1080p at ultra detail levels. (Note: general computing tasks don't require 3D graphics) Boot Drive53% is a reasonable SSD score. This drive enables fast boots and responsive applications. Memory32GB is enough RAM to run any version of Windows and it's far more than any current game requires. 32GB will also allow for large file and system caches, virtual machine hosting, software development, video editing and batch multimedia processing.

Totem of Undying

If a round is failed, restart the round and debuff itself

Black Goat

Sell this joker to immediately win

Plasma Joker

Chips and mult are balanced and blinds are doubled

Slot Machine

If three cards with rank 7 are played, xmult is activated and decrease its xmult by x0.7. Starting xmult is x7 [currently x7]

Bonus Pay

Played cards with the Bonus enhancement are re-triggered
Bonus:

Spectral card: Multiplication

Gives a green seal to a selected card [green seal: can have multiple card enhancements]
Edited some clarifications