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2024.05.29 05:33 Separate-Guard-1035 SHOWING CL FINAL IN WEMBLEY FOR DORTMUND!

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Hi all! Firstly congratulations on making it to ANOTHER Wembley final! Last Saturday it would have been 11 years to the day since you were last here!
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I run a pub in Wembley located a 20 minute walk from the stadium. (Formerly named Flannery’s… now called The Barrel & Corner) address is at the bottom of this post.
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We are a fantastic match day pub & one of the few to show the games live! We hosted many Dortmund fans in 2013 & cannot wait to do so again!!! We are Wembley’s best kept secret & absolutely live to support & get involved with the action!
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So.. we are a family run, traditional, no nonsense community boozer in Wembley. It’s a 20 minute walk from the stadium, located perfectly away from the crowds & chaos!
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11 years ago when you were last here was by far the craziest I’ve seen Wembley! I would imagine a good few here last time will remember the place. We pride ourselves on having the best atmosphere and being Wembley’s best kept secret!
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Just wanted to let yous know we are here, lot cheaper & less crowded than basically anywhere in Wembley, showing the game & not charging entry. We’re waiting with open arms.
A VIEW FROM INSIDE THE PUB:
https://www.instagram.com/s/aGlnaGxpZ2h0OjE3OTM0MTI1MTc3NTQ3ODUw?story_media_id=2838273926623694313&igsh=ZW40YXQwNWc5cHEx
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A FEW THINGS ABOUT US……..
⚫️We will have a Dortmund playlist playing your match day songs LOUD ALL DAY! 100% only pub who do this! (It’s a Spotify one, unless anyone else can send me another they’d prefer)
🟡We are showing the game live for those without tickets (most venues don’t)
⚫️We can accommodate for coaches & mini busses to park up until you’re on the way back.(Message directly please)
🟡Free Entry! (some others charge)
⚫️Most pubs shut 1 hour before kickoff & don’t open after.. not us!
🟡20 min walk from the stadium, avoid the long queues, extortionate prices & be confident you will be with genuine supporters from your community.
⚫️We will be cheering you’s on all day, and on that note… f**k anyone who isn’t!
🟡We are open until LATE!
⚫️We do not take bookings, it is first come first served. We have 8 TV’s including 3 outside in a brand new heated terrace, with 2 outside bars and a barbecue for the day!
🟡 Family friendly… also have burgers and hot dogs being served all day! Don’t get stuck paying £14 for one at the stadium
Anything I can do to accommodate please feel free to get in contact via Messenger or email listed below.
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If anyone has any requests for beer, spirits or soft drinks to order that everyone tends to drink, let me know! I’ll do what I can to get them in. 🟡⚫️🟡⚫️🟡⚫️🟡⚫️
Paul The Barrel & Corner 612a High Road Wembley HA02AF
For all enquiries please contact me through Facebook messenger, instagram messenger or paulgreene12@icloud.com
FACEBOOK: https://www.facebook.com/share/oG2juLHB5w9gKpKZ/?mibextid=LQQJ4d
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2024.05.29 05:32 Waste-Boss-3492 Klubsy

LONG POST! This is only based on my own experience.
Hello! Napansin ko lang po napaka underrated ng Klubsybear. Enrolled ako sa kanila during the March 2023, intern pako and may MTAP, softcopy pa mga notes and colored. Sobrang naappreciate ko lang mothernotes nila ngayong nagrereview ako for board exam. Hindi masakit sa mata and hindi ako nabobored basahin yung notes, unlike sa notes ko ngayon na black and white. Additionally, konti lang blanks sa mga notes hindi ka mahihirapan magsulat. Makapal din mothernotes pero siksik na sa info no need na magbasa ng libro kasi ieexplain din sayo ni sir Kevin kapag magkaiba sinasabi ng mga books. I know makakatulong yung black and white na notes for board exam pero as a person na gusto colorful ang notes and tamad magbasa ng books perfect sa akin yung klubsy, magaling pa magexplain si sir kevin and other lecturers. Pati yung table type nila na final coaching kahit ayun na nga lang aralin for board tingin ko papasa na. And yung telegram group nila na nagpopost mga lecturer ng mga poll questions kaya pag tinatamad ako magreview sa tg na lang ako pupunta and magsasagot ako dun nakakareview pa rin ako. Sayang lang dinidelete yung tg group after ng review season, walang ganun sa current RC ko hahahaah. Pinaka the best din sa klubsy, of course, si Sir kevin napakagaling magturo swak na swak sa akin teaching style nya. Favorite ko sa kanya is CM and proud to say matataas nakukuha ko na score sa CM assessment sa current RC ko and dahil yun sa magandang foundation na nabuild ko thru the help of klubsy. During my review din hindi fast-paced. Parang 1 week nga ata CM namin nun and ganun din sa other subjects (kahit di ako nakakasunod sa sched dahil sa internship). Kaya bet na bet ko yun as a slow learner hahaha. AND downloadable din mga video nila kaya meron pa rin ako copies.
Wala ako bad experience sa klubsy nung nagrereview ako sa kanila kahit for MTAP lang yon sobrang laking help ngayong nagrereview nako for boards. Tingin ko angn nagpakaba lang skn nun is ang tagal nila magreply sa chats noong nageenroll ako, tumagal ata ng 1 day before maconfirm payment ko.
Ayun lang, napansin ko kasi super underrated ng klubsy di ko sila madalas mabasa na nirerecommend dito and sa X. Pero, anyways, depende naman kasi sa magrereview yung review center. Di ko rin sure if may nagbago ba sa klubsy since last year pako nagreview pero irerecommend ko pa rin. If you're a slow learner like me and ayaw ng fast paced, I recommend klubsy. Kung intern ka or may MTAP, perfect din klubsy malulunod ka sa questions sa kanila.
ps. Gamit na gamit ko pa rin notes nila and meron silang compiled review questions ng mga books kaya di ako nahihirapan ngayon maganswer.
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2024.05.29 05:31 Sprinklessuck Should I leave my 4th generation family farm to pursue engineering?

Hi all, I've never posted on this sub let alone reddit before but I'm constantly on here reading others posts and I’d like a diverse perspective about my situation and what others would do in my position. I'm also posting in some other subs to see if opinions change based on the demographic. That being said, let's get into this story.
First I(26) want to say that I'm very close to both my dad(late 60’s) and grandfather(early 90’s). They both have spent their lives farming. When they were my age they would farm in the summer and drive trucks and log in the winter. I have spent my summers farming with them and winters I’ve worked different jobs including construction, plumbing and more recently I got a degree in machining. Though that didn't last long as both my boss and the in-house engineers all said I was too smart to be machining and should go back to school for engineering. I took this to heart and started going to school for civil engineering as I feel it would bring the most satisfaction in terms of work product and the added flexibility of where I want to live and work. I’ve been going to a local community college for the last two years which has allowed me to continue helping on the farm whenever needed. This coming semester I will have to leave for a university about 4 hours away meaning I won't be able to help on the farm. I'm very blessed in that both my dad and grandfather are very supportive of me going into engineering and have even offered money to help with school but luckily though part time work and scholarships I haven’t needed to accept it.
Here's my dilemma, even though they are very supportive I can't stop myself from feeling guilty for leaving the farm and leaving my almost 70 year old dad and 90 year old grandfather to continue farming by themselves. They’ve been able to manage it before, like last summer when I had an internship and only was able to help 3-4 hours in the evenings, but they barely seemed to get all the work done. Seeing my grandfather work in the field from 8am to 9pm during the summer just doesn't seem fair while I sit in an office job. A side note my grandfather is an amazing self taught welder that still does most of our welding unless it's in a more awkward spot he can't get to, in which case he basically coaches me through the process. My grandfather will never retire, he even told me when I asked that if he retired he might as well just die because what else would he do. My father is the same way and would never want to sell the business or land which is something I also would never want to do. I feel bad letting multiple generations or experience and time in a business disappear so I can go do something I would like to do. Don't get me wrong, I do enjoy farming. I just see more stability in having a more stable 9-5 job with health insurance and paid time off.
This dilemma is not new to me, it's been in my head eversense since highschool. When the guidance counselors would ask me what I wanted to do after school I always had ideas of things I’d really enjoy but always felt somewhat obligated to stay and work the family farm. Especially because I’m an only child and the only relative that could feasibly take over the farm. The farm is also not a corporation that could afford to hire someone and give benefits like health insurance and a 401k which seems like the minimum to be able to hire someone outside of family. It's not a new dilemma but recently it's really started to get to me with the moving further away from home and my father having to go to the ER twice this month from hurting his wrist falling out of a tractor and another health issue that required surgery. It just really makes me realize that he is getting older and could use more help around the farm. Though he fully supports me, he has asked before if something did happen to him if I would take over the farm and continue the business. I told him yes and do fully believe I would, which makes me question why I wouldn’t be trying to learn as much from him now as possible so when the day comes he does pass away I’m more prepared to take over.
Here's my question for all of you, what would you do in my situation? Or has anyone known someone in a similar situation and how did they go about things? I've considered going back to machining because I think it would be a more useful skill on the farm and then taking some welding classes at the community college. But I’ve also thought about finishing engineering and seeing if it would be possible to work full time in the winter and part time or take summers off to farm. I know the latter part is very unlikely but I wanted to see if anyone has seen a similar set up with their work before.
I also wanted to add that even though the farm doesn't make enough to hire someone full time, if I stayed and farmed I would be able to make a comfortable income as I would have a percent ownership in the business. Especially if I was able to work somewhere else during the winter to supplement it.
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2024.05.29 05:25 ZanaZamora KLR story time! This is lengthy war story so TLDR months ago I posted having found something in oil screen, soon after engine blew , I replaced the motor and have just now opened the old one and have confirmed that it was a piston circlip from previous owners big bore kit

KLR story time! This is lengthy war story so TLDR months ago I posted having found something in oil screen, soon after engine blew , I replaced the motor and have just now opened the old one and have confirmed that it was a piston circlip from previous owners big bore kit
As title says, This isnt a cautionary tale so much as a war story for the sake of it and to add to the wealth of knowledge on these bikes a story of… a curious thing that happened. XD That’s to say this isn’t a thing many will ever encounter, nor something one should ever worry about, but something that might make you say “hmm… neat” 😂
That being said this is a story of how I killed the unkillable, or I guess at least gave a KLR a heart transplant after complete cardiac arrest. The interesting journey of what happened, but I do not truly know how. So maybe some more seasoned KLR surgeons can offer additional insight into the how. I had considered breaking this up into the story and just the mechanical aspects for those not interested in the story, but the motivation here is the story and so that’s the read, enjoy 😀
About 8 months ago I bought a ‘09 KLR as my first bike. I’m an over the road truck driver and have always dreamed of putting a motorcycle on my rig, and decided at a fork in my life that it was time. It had 28k miles on it, amazing shape, very few mods, all ones that I considered valuable as I would have done them myself. Crash bars, metal skid plate, panniers with very nice Givi cases, Sargent seat, etc. The curious bit was a big bore up to 683. I did not ask what mileage it had been bored at or if it was done for maintenance reasons or just performance. In retrospect I would have asked these questions but that’s out of curiosity not because I believe to any degree the seller was misleading me. I do not believe they had any idea the events that followed would conspire and I accept them as just bad luck. What did follow is in the first 3 weeks I put nearly 900 miles on it and had only encountered a single issue which was the clutch slipping too easily under heavy acceleration. As one does with a KLR I had already ordered and done a slew of other personalization so I added new clutch plates and heavier springs to the list. Job went smoothly, the old clutch plates were worn but not to any degree that alone would warrant the slipping so the weak springs were the culprit as my research had strongly suggested. But new “performance” clutch plates sounded fun so I installed them as well 😀
This is where things get interesting. As some may know, on the right side of the engine there is an oil screen, a fine metal mesh that acts as a filter to catch larger particles. Definitely something to clean if you’re ever in there, as it’ll tend to have any gasket material and other manufacturing run off in it that over time could choke oil flow. In mine I found the expected gasket gunk, suggesting it had not been cleaned since birth but frighteningly I also found 2 mysterious metal pieces that appeared to be the greater part of a metal ring. Reference the 1st photo. They had been chewed up slightly suggesting they made their way through the engine less than smoothly but not catastrophically obviously as the motor ran fine with no signs of any problems. I spent the better part of the day digging through any and every resource I could find for an answer on what this ring could be and the further I dug the more and more confident I grew in my initial suspicions that it was a piston circlip… but this just didn’t make sense, how did it get there? How was it not more destroyed? How was the engine still running with zero indication of damage? The sun was setting and I had to be on the road in the morning so after weighing all the possibilities I decided to button it back up, hope for the best, and tell myself if it was fine before it’s fine now. As the alternative was tearing apart the engine which meant going back out on the road with no bike, and no idea where to even start weeks later when I returned. Of the many theories the one I convinced myself of was that this was indeed a piston circlip but not one from the current piston but from the original one. That the mechanic that had done the big bore had either snapped it when removing the original piston and it fell down in the engine to never be fished out, or maybe it had been the reason for the bore. 2 days later I get it out for the first time since the quick 5 mile test ride after putting it back together and my theory is proven wrong, violently. About 80 miles later I was enjoying the bite of the new clutch, accelerating hard through 50mph and bam instantly the rear wheel locks up. At this point I had just under 1000 miles under my belt on two wheels, no MSF completely self taught…. Holy shiet that was a bad thing nearly gone horrible. I don’t know how I had the muscle memory at that point to instinctively grab the clutch but I did fractions of a second before I went down, hard. As I coasted to a stop on what little shoulder there was my thoughts were “holyshitholyshitholyshitholyshit….Ohhhhhhhhh it was a piston circlip” before I even stopped 😂😂😂 Sure enough I look back to a trail of oil behind me, dismount and out of the front of the block I see a very displeased connnecting rod peeking out. Well, there’s your problem. I took a gamble and initially I was feeling like I had lost, but after not getting taken out with the engine, I was pretty okay with the situation. I rolled the bike into a church parking lot a couple blocks down the road and helplessly called for ride after ride on Uber to no avail. I was states away from anyone I knew and too far from any civilization to find luck with any ride share or cab service. As it started to get dark the 6 mile hike back to my truck in Mx Boots was not a great outlook but I was out of options. Just as I had buttoned up what I could on the bike getting ready to start walking I noticed an older couple sit down on their porch enjoying what was, to anyone else, admittedly a very pleasant evening. I’m shy as hell and absolutely terrified of being imposing, especially when it’s a true need… but these boots were brand new, zero flex, damn near knee high… just from standing there I was on the fence of what would be worse, boots or socks. So I mustered up the will power to make my way to their front yard and explain that my motorcycle had broken down and that I had no way to get back to my truck to come back and get it, if they’d be willing to give me a ride I’d happily pay for the trouble. They happily obliged and were the nicest folks you could have met, asked me about my travels and wished me luck in getting it back together, wouldn’t even accept my money. They drop me off, I get my rig back over there and load up the bike. They waved me off from their porch and that was that. I know that bit doesn’t pertain to the mechanical endeavor but I wanted to share it as well as an appreciation of just how much generosity can change the outlook in things. I had bought this bike at a critical moment in my life, during a separation, unsure what direction I was going, and it by all means was my coping mechanism. Sitting there stranded, the adrenaline started to wear off and the dread and hopelessness started to develop… the 6 mile walk back, nothing by my thoughts torturing myself for the dumb decisions I made would have left me feeling defeated and lost. But instead I got to share a tiny bit of my story, that it was still chaos but I was… proud of myself for chasing after my dreams not letting it consume me. And it was because of that moment of pride that I had the fuel to tuck tail and accept my circumstance, that I had indeed known this was a possibility and that it was not the end of my journey, just a different path. I believe without that I would have easily accepted the loss and dropped the bike off at home to gather dust and that would have been the end of my motorcycling experience. But I was determined. So I spent every minute of free time I had researching what I needed to rebuild it, what it’d cost, how hard it’d be, and if it was even something I could do over the road. As I added things up it was indeed doable but it’d leave the bike out of commission at best for well over a month… and I had a fire under me to get back on it… so I started digging through marketplace, eBay, Craigslist, etc searching for doner bikes or full engines. Scrounging up every penny I had, I booked a load and made my way all the way to Kansas City where I had found a salvager with a 2009 with just 1300 miles on it that was willing to take $1300 for the whole engine if I’d help him pull it. My determination was unwavering. I showed up at his house as early as I could after my delivery, about noon. My semi truck left on the street where it clearly did not belong 😂 It was a two lane and the right lane was conveniently closed, so I moved some cones and it worked out perfectly but was still a funny sight. He gathered bikes from auctions and had them scattered around his yard, and so while he gathered some stuff he pointed me to two other KLRs to see if there was anything I wanted from them. Ended up pulling a full yoshimura exhaust from one that he tossed in for cheap. Before I had gotten there he had already stripped the most of the bike with the doner engine down so it took us a little under an hour to pull it. Yet another really positive experience that I’ll never forget, really nice older guy who genuinely enjoyed wrenching on the bike with me, not just trying to get it done and get paid. Offered me any small bits like the rubber tank picks that would easily get lost for no charge. And even gave me an old Milwaukee battery charger he had laying around as I had lost my charger at some point and my last battery died while we were working on it. We had it out by 2pm and I heaved the enormous hunk of steel into my chest high passenger floor board of my semi truck to be on my way. And by on my way I mean 7 miles away to a Walmart parking lot where I then unloaded my bike and started the transplant. I gathered my tools while waiting for a Milwaukee battery to charge, caught my breath, and started the operation around 3pm. I was definitely a bit of a spectacle. Not everyday you see someone doing an engine swap in a Walmart parking lot. The semi truck parked alongside definitely added a layer that invoked enough curiosity for people to inquire about what they were looking at as they passed by. I enjoyed the conversation and that sense of pride grew ever stronger as I worked through it. Early on in the process another rider had briefly stopped by and asked if I needed help, I declined understanding he was inquiring if it was an emergency not if I needed a wrenching buddy haha. Over the course of the next 4 hours he passed by another 2 times, giving a nod of approval at my progress. I was fired up. So excited to get it all done, feeling like I’d be too tired to do anything else but driven just to know it was ready to ride whenever I was. All and all it took about 5 hours to get done, a few stuck bolts there, a few how the hell does this come out there, and a good bit of how does one finagle this thing back in here by themselves(ps lay it on its side right side and just set the engine down into the frame, stand up and then align it) and it was done. I had done some mechanical work on cars and what not in the past but honestly changing the clutch on the previous motor was the most invasive thing I had done prior to this. But my confidence was in the clouds, and rightfully so, because while it took some convincing with the starter this stagnant motor awoke with not a cough or a sputter, but with an immediate healthy growl! My excitement was immeasurable and my little KLR, now much more aggressively singing through the Yoshimura exhaust, seemed just as excited as me. The sun had set, I was exhausted and against my recommendation they had already booked me a load picking up early the next morning. But I couldn’t not sing through the streets with joy, so a quick ride I told myself…. I was gone for hours, returning well past midnight. Ripping around Kansas City, sobbing with joy, with what felt like the loudest exhaust I’d ever heard 😂😂😂 A true menace, she was alive and god damnit I was too.
Exhaustion catching up with me I loaded my precious back on to the truck and realized I still had an entire engine to deal with. So I opened one of my side bins, at chest height just as the floor board was earlier in the day loading the new engine. If I didn’t look like a maniac riding around I certainly did trying to get that motor up and into the truck 😂 I was too happy to be upset or anything but it was just about all I could muster to get it up to that height after the day I had had. 2am and I’m screaming, crying, and laughing simultaneously as I blew out every single part of my body trying to get this absolute brick of an engine into the side bin. While I know at that point I was significantly more worn out I still find it very funny that my sheer will power made that new engine effortless to lift into the truck, but the old one was an inch shy of being impossible 😂 Over 7000 miles later and that new motor is still singing happily ❤️
So… the old motor… it rode around in my side bin for 7 months till last week I was at home and finally had the free time to unload it and crack it open. Motivated by the interest of pulling the new clutch plates and springs I had put in it that’d only have about 80 miles on them, and the curiosity of figuring out if the seemingly obvious cause for its demise was indeed due to the piston circlip… breaking? This is where any KLR surgeons may be able to chime in, if they made it this far xD Because I pulled the motor down to just about as many pieces as one could so I could take the bits that may be useful to have on the road with me and have the less likely to fail ones ready to go if I needed them at home, and all of the evidence seems to suggest that one of the circlips did indeed get ingested. The piston is definitely missing one of the circlips, and… the entire part that would house it lol. The broken pieces found in the oil screen visually match the remaining circlip, and I never found any parts of the circlip if those pieces in the oil screen were not it. So… I have full confidence the circlip did indeed end up in the oil screen. The fact that I found it was complete coincidence and had I not changed the clutch out it likely would have failed just as it did, meaning that circlip could have been there for… lord knows how long… which raises the questions, how did that happen? How long could it have feasibly been there? And was this just a ticking time bomb bound to happen without warning at any time or did maybe the stress of a more aggressive clutch bite upset it? And also just… how does this happen in the first place? Improper install or weak components? I know the kit they used is from Schnitz Racing and I was told 683 but I’ve never seen a 683 kit, only 685 so I would assume maybe that, regardless not cheap parts so, just a curiosity.
Final notes, the new engine with 27k less miles absolutely feels more powerful than the bored out one did, that’s seat of the pants and inexperienced rider mixed with intense emotions but I still to this day think it’s more peppy. Have not installed the new clutch on the new motor yet but I’m curious as hell as I don’t think I had enough experience to really appreciate the difference for the 80 miles I got to use it lol.
Oh and as a trinket to remember this entire experience and to show my KLR is on its second heart I polished up the blown piston and hung it on the tail ❤️
Thank you for coming to my TED talk, stay safe out there!
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2024.05.29 05:25 Juiced_spinach MTH 267 with Prof. Tibebu

I’m taking the 6 week zoom session of DiffEq with Biniyam Tibebu - looking for some advice from previous students.
There’s almost nothing on the canvas page, and I haven’t gotten a response on any of my emails. We have a test on June 3rd, and all I’m going off of is WebAssign.
For anyone that has taken him before, how closely do the exams follow the WebAssign questions?
Apparently it’s a proctored zoom exam but I haven’t heard anything about it.
Also, does the math department usually create standardized exams? Does Tibebu have his own exams or does he maybe use another software like myOpenMath?
My friend has a different professor, but they shared some notes and it’s been super helpful. Just wondering if maybe those study materials are similar to what will be tested.
Any advice would be super appreciated! Also feel free to reach out if you’re in the same class, we can maybe make a study group!
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2024.05.29 05:25 CletusThaFetus69 I just want to know if I am correct in labeling my parents narcissists or not

I just want confirmation my parents are narcissist.
So... my mom has never really been loving. My dad had/had PTSD. It is his way or the highway. My mom will straight up tell people "I learned to ignore him", "I never wanted another kid, I should've got my tubes tied after the first one, his dad is the only reason I didn't get an abortion". She will buy me things, and then when i'm telling her she is acting horribly yelling at me for something minimal (not writing a note in the cashapp for example) and then say "I wasn't treating you horribly when I bought you this thing earlier!!"
I don't remember the last time I got a hug from either one of my parents.
My parents never actually helped me get my license, they claim they "Tried to teach me!!" but got about 20 driving hours for me, refused to fill out the time sheets, and would yell and freak out at every mistake I made on the road. They bought me a barely driveable $900 grandam @ 18 after I was told i'd get a new car when I graduated (I am 22 and graduated in 2020) I was expecting like a decent condition 2007-2008 car that would reliably get me from point a to point b but was bought a 2002 wrecked grandam with hood latches due to deer wreck damage and struts so bad that the back end would slide out from under it on minimal potholes and tires that I had the fill back up daily to keep it off the ground. $900 car that required $2000 worth of repairs. I had to eventually buy my own car (they never helped me fix it depaite my dad being a literal jet mechanic) and drive it back and forth from work illegally until I got good enough at driving to get my license, because it was apparently easier for my mom to continue driving me to work on her lunch break and picking me up from work at 7 then to spend a few weekends and hours after work some days with me preparing for a drivers test. They then sold the car randomly and were planning on pocketing the money until I told them hell no that was my 18th birthday gift and that was my money.
Both my mother and my dad would get physically aggressive and spank pretty excessively but not to the point where I was like "this is abuse". As I grew older and grew to be a bigger teenager it turned into them moreso actually trying to physically fight me, me running as to avoid a fight as they yelled things like "I'M GOING TO RIP YOUR F***ING HEAD OFF" and locking myself in my room or running around outside until they were no longer violently angry.
One time I got a full blown blender thrown at my shoulder as a kid because I didn't help my dad find his shoes when he was late to meet some of his work friends, he also in that instance chased me a quarter way down our street (thankfully I was like 16 5'10 and fast) before going home and cooling down.
One time he also threw a tape measure at my shin and I still have a mark in my shin bone from that.
Lots of promises that were never kept and were forgot about. "If you help me with this massive months long hard process I will buy you shing expensive thing" helps and never gets said thing but gets yelled at the whole time for not doing things "the right way"
My mom also called me ugly as a kid, told people in front of me (and I quote) "Yeah I was pissed when he came out with red hair, i don't like red heads!"
She would tell people I was a little bastard and would tell them the amount of adhd medication I was on and how it was enough for like 2 adults (i already started questioning why the hell I was on that amount of adhd medication in the first place, i was basically m37hed out on adderall and vyvanse and concerts as a 7-14 year okd kid)
One time she bought me a pokeball as a kid at walmart, and our way home I did something she didn't like and she grabbed the pokeball and chucked it out the window and bragged to people about it
One year my brother got a laptop and an ipod and some other stuff and ya boy got some action figures
My mom thrrows a fit that I don't "contribute in the house" or clean when I stick to my area of the house, don't use the kitchen or dishes (i have my own dishes I use and I eat out mainly so i don't have to deal with them) and don't created that messes that need to be cleaned up and I keep my areas of the house clean. I could probably go count 7 wrappers and 6 pop cans and 3 plates down on our kitchen bar right now and I do not spend any time in the kitchen but I am apparently supposed to clean that stuff up as well as do the dishes that I don't use.
My dad will say "Here i'll tell you what you need to do" and if I do anything other than agree with him he will say "well then you're f***int stupid"
My dad would get violently angry at you if there was a tiny piece of lettuce in his taco or anything but meat and cheese on his burger and if you laugh at him for how ridiculous he is reacting he redirects that anger and amplifies it towards you
My parents and brother would kinda gang up and do things that would "trigger" me and laugh and yell at me when I reacted badly.
I just want confirmation that this is narccisism. I've been looking for what to call my experience with my parents for a while and I think this is it.
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2024.05.29 05:25 Mobile_Cheesecake535 Need your opinion for a fellow woman

This is my first time asking a question , don’t mind my bad English writing skills 😅 I am asking this for a friend who isn’t on Reddit , about her relationship.
She’s been with him for almost 5 years now , and she was the first one to approach him. After taking time of 4 whole months he said yes to her ( in a time where they were kissing /making out) . He isn’t a very romantic person but my friend is an absolute sweetheart who showers everyone around with love and kindness.
Things were okay until he said things demeaning her body about her strech marks , etc. He had also compared her with other friends of hers who were pretty/ hot / post thirst traps on insta. My friend, still being head over love with him chose to be with him , no matter what.
Then came a time in his life where he needed her help with his academic life , be it assignments , his thesis, everything and she was there. In fact , helped him score amazing on all his tests and help him complete his thesis. He used to never give her the love she requires and rather used to fights with her that she wasn’t able to complete everything on time. Mind you , she used to put her things and our college assignments and exams aside for his work.
Fast forward to now , she expects him to atleast be giving now , to understand her love language , to call back often , to message first , talk romantically or whatever and it still doesn’t work that way. And he hadn’t told his friends about her whereas she told all her friends about him. He likes to stay a mysterious man where he doesn’t where he is going / what he is doing from the start and my friend , not knowing how a two sided relationship should look like , still pours into him.
So rn she’s seen some couples in her friends where it is a two sided relationship and it’s awestruck and doubtful on him. However , please note that he has been loyal to her and she to him the past 5 years.
I want to hear your opinion on whether she’s right to love him this much without expecting anything in return ?
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2024.05.29 05:25 Sin-God A New Chain: Edging Closer

"Good afternoon Ms. Lopez." I say, warmly greeting an elderly Cuban woman in her sixties. She smiles sweetly at me as she asks me if I am the chef behind today's food, in Spanish. I smile and nod at her, and she excitedly begins to chatter in Spanish, telling me the latest chisme regarding the latest romantic escapades occurring in her son's life.
I lightly place some ham on the sandwich I'm preparing for her as she excitedly gossips with me. I cleverly practice my active listening skills, while occasionally chiming in to let her know that I am actively aware of what she's saying. The woman is one of the last people to arrive during today's meal hour. She seems to operate on a sense of punctuality that is uniquely hers, almost like a force of nature. I almost admire it, if I'm being honest. My fellow volunteers look at me and smile as they sense the passive patience I radiate in this minor interaction.
The day has been one of the more chill ones in the soup kitchen, especially since I started actively championing the place. At our most busy we've served hundreds of families in a single day, and today we've served a few dozen. There's something quite nice about this moment of normalcy. I wonder if I sometimes took this level of mundanity for granted during this jump...
To be fair to myself a part of me is almost acting like I'm guaranteed to send myself to some apocalyptic hellscape and that's just not happening. I'm almost guaranteed to go to a place more dangerous than "9-5; a white-collar simulator", but I'm picking my next destination and after the decade of serenity I've had here I've got no reason to act like a dumbass and jeopardize my odds of long-term success in this career by sending myself to a death trap. Ms. Lopez smiles as she walks away, clearly believing she's shared vital chisme with me. To be fair, she did share gossip plenty of people would find juicy, but since I'm not some gossip I was the wrong audience for her words.
My fellow volunteers look at me and glance at my phone with curious looks. I pick up the thing and see that I've been missing an exhilarating conversation in our group chat. I skim the thing, my perfected memory allowing me to instantly catch up with the conversation the small gaggle of brave volunteers who kindly donate our weekend hours have been having before I begin to text the group back.
The rest of the day passes by in a blur. We wait for the people who've come for a meal to finish their food up and then we get to cleaning. After that we do a few sweeps of the parts of the church we've used before going our separate ways. I make my way home, and I do some light meal-prepping as well as practice a few more of my skills. At this point in my stay I've perfected my routine and could do it in my sleep... If I ever slept that is. In the entire time I've been in this setting I don't believe I've slept once. That is a nice feeling, since it means I never wasted an hour of my time, much less six.
The work week is a bit of a slog, since I am eagerly anticipating the news regarding my final promotion. I was never the sort to believe that time felt longer when you were excited about something, or dreading it, but in the time since I came to this setting I've gradually become a believer in such ideas even if they still feel a bit silly. Nonetheless. I diligently work through the week, keep my team on track, and when Friday rolls around I get the news I've waited for.
Thanks to "Gamer's Mind" I am able to keep my face even as the office's general supervisor explains this news to me and not outwardly express my excitement, but internally I am more excited than I've been about anything since I first entered this world. This news means that I'll be getting right around $3,000 dollars every two weeks just for existing! This means that in future jumps working will be optional unless I get really greedy, which frees me up to decide what I want to do in most modern settings. In medieval settings this amount of money could be even more vital, though at the same time such a thing could just... not matter, since in such a setting I could easily just avoid civilization, but this money will certainly liberate me from a lot of the struggles of wasting vast swathes of a jump at a job I don't want.
At the time that I was being told the good news I almost began to cry. Thank goodness for Gamer's Mind, I guess.
Nine years ago I was down on my luck and down to my last dollars when I got the job offer that led me here and this news means that I am free from such things. The freedom and power that comes with making enough to get by, especially passively, is awe-inspiring, and it's quite difficult for me to find the words to express how excited it makes me feel even days after it. I spend... close to a week passively smiling and being just ambiently happy, as I begin to integrate a new set of responsibilities into my work life.
During this time my decision to fix the coffee machine in the office break-room by hand after it almost burns a colleague results in me getting a new class; "Handyman" and the initial ability I receive is a simple one that bolsters my agility a touch, agility being my attribute tied to fine motor skills. I skillfully use this class to actually fix various things by hand, and I begin to steadily accrue various maintenance skills. In days I gain class levels, and with each class level I am able to repair things faster, more cheaply, and eventually my ability to fix matures into an ability to improve things, which I instinctively know will lead to some shenanigans down the line. Before I know it days have turned into weeks, which age and turn into months. My skills with leadership and motivation have continued to improve and I lead my team with my full focus and skillful decision-making. Before I know it I am in the final leg of the final stretch of my first jump.
I've been here for 119 months. Nine years and eleven months. It's actually been... even longer than that. I'm at the beginning of the final week of my stay here, and my hands idly clean a dish as I passively listen to Pastor Charlie, one of the few guest pastors the church has invited in years deliver a sermon. He has the congregants enraptured and eating out of the palm of his hand as he speaks about a miracle that "Our Lord" once performed. His voice is a pleasant distraction and one of my twin trains of thought listens and takes notes on how the man delivers his sermon. Physically I seem to be engrossed in the man's sermon when someone, one of the church's assistants, taps on my shoulder and gestures for me to walk over to the pastor's office. I stealthy get up, activating "Rogue" and make my way out of the serving area adjacent to the kitchen. I relax a touch when I'm in the long hallway leading me to Tyler's, Pastor Rhodes's, office.
As I walk down the humble hallway I feel a strange sense of finality wash over me. There's something uncommonly... real about this trek. I feel more solid, more whole than I have in a while, and I suspect that it's because this is my last time in this soup kitchen, this church. I won't be returning here, at least not for a while, and that's sad. It's not the saddest thing that's ever happened to me, but it is kind of a bummer and I allow myself to feel a touch of real, genuine sadness at the sobering realization that when I leave this place I'll be leaving for a long time.
I eventually put that thought away, shelving it and compartmentalizing my thoughts so I can focus on better, happier things. My enhanced senses allow me to spot things like faint cracks too thin for normal humans to spot, and as I walk past them I cast my handy spell on them. I watch as the walls of the hallway repair themselves and I smile, sensing the powerful potential of the spell at my fingertips. I reach the office of the man I've spent plenty of weekends working alongside, and under, and I smile, even internally, when he looks up and spots me. He greets me with a smile and motions for me to sit down. When I do what he asks, he immediately begins to speak.
"Lucas, I apologize for calling out to you but I wanted to check in. Today you seemed... Out of it." The man exclaims, and judging from the way my heart jumps in my chest I realize that some people are just.... more intuitive than others. My acting skill gets a nice little load of experience when I mask my reaction to his words and let out a small, natural sounding laugh in response to his question.
"Tyler," I begin, causing the man to wince. I'm an atheist, or at least I was pre-chain, now... well, now I'm a lot more curious about religion than I was before. I'm not sure if gods exist, but I sure as shit know the supernatural does and I'm not in the business of denying what I can see. I've made my vague religious position clear to the man long ago so he insists I call him "Tyler" which I've personally always found a bit awkward, but there's something a little funny about how it disarms him so cleanly during this interaction. "I'm doing... Okay. I AM bummed I won't be here next week." I state, calmly. This causes my friend's eyes to widen in surprise.
"You're missing a week? I'm sure some of our regulars will be disappointed. Is everything alright?" The man asks. His question is so sincere, so genuine that it's mildly disarming.
I'm... not a nice person. I'm far from mean, sure, but I've come to accept that there's a core of kindness in some people, even in many people, and I am not someone who has that core, that central, unconscious, guiding light that moves them towards kindness with the ease and naturalness of a heartbeat. At my core rests something else, something I don't know if I can articulate in just a few words.
I wouldn't say I'm mean or anything like that but I'm far more cynical than a lot of the people I've met are. In this world, especially, it seems like a lot of people are just decent at heart and I suspect that that was and is the case in the world I was born on as well. Tyler is one of the people I've met whose central guiding light seems to be centered around decency and kindness and I think in any world the man could find himself in he'd strive to be kind. It's almost like interacting with a real version of Ned Flanders from The Simpsons...
"I'm okay. I'm gonna be doing other stuff, and I normally prioritize the soup kitchen over my work or social life," I state, and this isn't a flex it's simply a very true statement. Tyler hears the remark and smiles faintly. "But I've been asked to help out with other stuff from friends who wouldn't ask if it wasn't something they really felt they could handle alone. I'm just gonna miss one weekend, and then I'll be back." I remark, and Tyler smiles at me.
"Okay Lucas. If you need any help you'd ask, right?" Tyler asks, and I consider the question. This is only somewhat an act, as I don't know if I'd ask for help if I needed it. I ultimately nod at the man and I can sense a touch of sadness as he studies my response, which I don't love but I also don't really feel right lying anymore than is necessary. The man makes some small talk and I quickly breeze through it. In minutes I am back in the kitchen with the others. And minutes after that I am cleaning with my fellow volunteers. Almost before I know it I'm stepping out of the church after we've cleaned out the kitchen. I glance at it one last time before I make my way home.
The next few days pass by in a blur, with only two minor oddities; the first being that I ask Hannah to come out with me on Friday night. I have got to see if I can stomach the idea of any sort of romance in a jump, and this is a consequence free way for me to do something along those lines. The second oddity is that I spend nearly all of my money purchasing... well, everything. Every night after work I go to various stores and spend the money that I really haven't needed all that much until now, purchasing things like weapons, food, and especially books. I buy boatloads of books, both ready and willing to use up something I won't be able to take with me into future jumps anyway in exchange for stuff I CAN take with me, thanks to the fiat-backed power of an infinite inventory.
The work week is, aside from what I do after work every night, pretty normal but Friday itself is weirdly solemn. The day passes by as quickly as any other day has, filled with minor encounters with glitches, and a few more annoyances with my small number of drawbacks but when five rolls around I clock out one last time and give the office a final look. I am weirdly slow when it comes to getting up and leaving my cubicle, in fact I'm actually one of the last office workers to leave the office but as I step out of the building I experience another burst of gratitude to Gamer's Mind, which keeps me from acting odd or even tearing up as I glance back at the place I've spent thousands of hours in.
I allow myself a beat to... honestly, grieve. I tell myself that it's okay to have feelings about leaving, even if those feelings are big and weird and are not the most fun. Nonetheless I don't linger here, at my place of employment, I have other things I both need and want to do. I use my inventory and change into a pretty casual outfit before I begin a brief walk. _________________________________________________________________________
​The park beside the office building is a rare example of a pristine location in the city. It is filled with natural greenery, and at the moment a stunningly pretty redhead glances at her phone waiting for someone to pop into view.
The redhead is wearing a pleasant looking dress and a jacket, as the weather is just beginning to take the seasonal turn towards the unpleasant. It's still warm enough that the clothes are mostly unnecessary but as she waits for her friend, a young man who has finally gotten the courage to ask her out on something vaguely approximating a date, she appreciates the wisdom of her decision to wear the slightly warmer than necessary clothes.
Her "date", mostly in her eyes though he is aware of her feelings and a part of him feels some happiness in the idea that this is a date, enters the park and spots her before she spots him. He reaches into his inventory and he retrieves something, a nice little bouquet he purchased earlier today and safely stored away. The flowers, prettily packed and all, appear as he walks towards the young woman.
Lucas is testing the waters here. He isn't testing the waters with Hannah specifically, but rather what it feels like to go on a date as a jumper. He has long had strange feelings about this, but he knows that he is going to leave tomorrow and so he wants to see if he can enjoy a date as a jumper, so he is doing a scientific experiment even if he feels... less than great about some aspects of all of this.
"Hannah!" Lucas says, calling out to one of his first, in fact one of his only, real friends in this world. The redhead excitedly turns and spots her longtime friend, waving at him and waving him over. She spots the bouquet and lets out a delighted sounding laugh, and when Lucas hears it the smile that alights his features is heartwarming.
In his day to day life some facets of Lucas's charisma-heavy build only rarely surface in ways that matter and his looks tends to be one such thing He is attractive enough that his looks can captivate and reside in one's imagination for a while after they first meet him, but right now, this early on along his chain his looks are only enough to make people have schoolgirl crushes on him and people can and do get used to his looks after a while. Still, in some moments this is enough to color the impression he makes on people. Right now, in a romantic context, his supernatural attractiveness is enough to change the sort of impression he makes on someone.
The handsome actor reaches his friend and sits down next to her. He hands her the flowers and for a moment a strange serenity washes over the two as they enjoy each other's company. Lucas looks inward and he realizes that he genuinely, well and truly, likes this moment. Hannah looks at him and eventually asks an important question.
"Lucas... how am I gonna hold these flowers?" She asks, and this makes him smile. He is quick to offer her a response.
"I'll take them when we get going but I saw them and I thought of you. I felt like I'd regret it if I didn't give you these." He says, and there is an odd, for him, level of sincerity and genuineness in his voice that makes Hannah giggle girlishly. Lucas right now is relying on his perk-enhanced instincts and the charisma he has honed through social encounters for the last decade, and he's enjoying how it feels.
Both of the figures on the "Date", though neither of them officially dubbed it that, enjoy the moment. Their passive delight and infatuation create an envy-inducing atmosphere of closeness and quiet joy that radiates outward. The park is nearly abandoned so there is no one to witness this moment other than Lucas's benefactor, and Lucas is simply at peace.
Eventually he lightly touches Hannah's hand, and asks her if she'd like to go and get dinner before they go to the movie they agreed on going to watch earlier this week. Hannah agrees, handing Lucas the bouquet and he, to her surprise, puts it in the bag he has on his person. When she asks if that will squish or hurt the flowers Lucas tells her, with a bizarre amount of confidence, that it won't. She eventually accepts this, having learned to trust that Lucas knows what he is doing, and the two of them begin a short walk to a mall they both know well.
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2024.05.29 05:24 UhLittleLessDum Genius complex fueled gate keeping is why physics has made no meaningful progress in 80+ years.

Let me preemptively ask for forgiveness, this will be a bit of a rant. Please skip to the end for a link to the research this rant mostly pertains to.
I'm 34. I spent more nights than I could ever count throughout my childhood sleeping at the park and just staring at the sky. I never once wanted to teach physics, although I love when people are curious and wouldn't be against it. I never once wanted to be on tv as the 'now let's talk to astrophysicist xyz' guy. I did then and still do prefer to go unnoticed; I never wanted people to put me on some pedestal at a party because of the career I dreamed about having.
I just wanted to understand how the Universe works. I wanted to push societies understanding of the Universe forward and bring us all closer to the stars.
Where this rant is coming from
During my undergrad I was offered an incredible job opportunity that was truly once in a lifetime, so I took 5 years off to work abroad. Because of that I decided against a PhD and wound up working in software. I was reasonably happy with my career, but I always felt as if I wasn't contributing as much as I was capable of contributing to society. I enjoyed the problem solving, but I wanted to do something that mattered.
Two years ago an epiphany hit me. Einstein had made a massive assumption, and our observations are better described by a model in which that assumption is inaccurate. I began to focus more on formalizing a theory around this geometry, and not long after left my career in software behind. It has taken me 2 years to formalize this model to the extent that I was comfortable submitting it for publication.
This model both coincides with every single piece of experimental validation for existing interpretations of relativity, and makes multiple predictions that we have already confirmed through observation and/or experiment that SR and GR cannot account for. It yields a peculiar velocity that aligns with direct observation, produces a mechanism for the bullet cluster lensing effects, can explain the lack of gravitational aberration, and remedies multiple relativistic asymmetries and paradoxes... again... without a single conflicting prediction that would lend weight to existing models or the model being proposed. It requires far fewer modifications to pre-relativity theories than either SR or GR, and produces none of the asymmetries that fall directly out of current relativistic interpretations.
Despite all of that, I was just rejected for publication 3 times. The math is absolutely rock solid, it makes multiple verified predictions, and creates not a single conflicting prediction. Admittedly, it's an Annus Mariballus level of a leap, but that's what happens when the entire field sits still while they pose for talk shows for 80 years.
The fact that this paper, despite making incredible and verified predictions has been denied publication 3 times has everything to do with the fact that physicists have become celebrities. If you spend your entire career taking pride in the fact that your claims are mind bending and that you're one of the few that can actually grasp them, would you approve a paper that demonstrates just how wrong you've been? Physicists absolutely love to take experimental confirmation of a very specific part of a theory and extrapolate on that publicly, claiming that the experimental evidence proves far, far more than it actually does, and now the entire physics profession is incapable of moving forward due solely to their inability to admit they were wrong, and that their genius social status is completely unearned.
The human body is far more complex than the cosmos, yet medical doctors don't behave this way. Einstein's celebrity status has ruined physics, and ruined the career I dreamed about since I started sleeping at the park at 8 years old. That is not to say that it is Einstein's fault. He after all chased answers to the mysteries of the Universe; the celebrity just happened. The physics profession since then, however, has become completely full of people that live for this celebrity status. It is full of people that are completely driven by the acceptance of others, the praise of strangers, and the feeling that everyone else is looking at them and thinking about just how smart they are.
Trying to get people like that to approve a paper that demonstrates just how wrong they have been for their entire career is hopeless. Because of that, I'm releasing a note taking app I built over the course of my own research, and am publishing the paper there. I would encourage anyone that's interested to check it out here. Just go to the demo section if you're not actually interested in the app.
I've never been so conflicted about something in my life. On one hand, I'm more confident in this model than I am that I would fall to the floor if I were to walk off of the roof. I know it's just a matter of time until this reaches the right researcher. On the other, I'm aware of the damage this is going to do to the field that I've been drawn to my entire life. How much faith are people going to lose in physics when they realize the celebrities they listened to for the past 80 years took 10% experimental validation and filled in the remaining 90% with a wild guess, and portrayed it all as if it was a fact? They've destroyed academic physics to the extent that potentially ground breaking peer review is now relegated to online forums, so for-profit journals don't question the existing science that has led us straight into a dead end.
The links for those interested: Home Page
A summary of the article
A list of 14 different examples of why this model is more consistent with observation than either SR or GR
Thanks, Andrew
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2024.05.29 05:22 thecactuscauldron ICT Burger Battle 2024, June 15 5-9pm - Tickets Req'd - KETCH fundraiser

ICT Burger Battle 2024, June 15 5-9pm - Tickets Req'd - KETCH fundraiser
FB event link:
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Are you ready to sink your teeth into a sizzling showdown of flavors? Get ready for an epic burger extravaganza like no other!
Join the KETCH Burger Battle on June 15th, 2024, from 5-9 pm at the Capitol Federal Amphitheater in Andover Park, where restaurants from all over the area will battle it out for the People’s Choice and Judge’s Choice champion titles. Sample mouth-watering burgers, enjoy live music, a photo booth, vendors, and a kid korner. Bring a blanket and/or lawn chairs for a family night out supporting a good cause.
Mark your calendars for a night of food, fun, and community support! Proceeds benefit KETCH and individuals with intellectual and developmental disabilities.
Tickets are about $30.00 online, With your General Admission ticket in hand, you'll have the privilege indulging in a feast for the senses. Included in the General Admission Ticket: UNLIMITED BURGER SAMPLES VOTE FOR YOUR FAVORITE!, LIVE MUSIC, PHOTO BOOTH, CAR SHOW, VENDORS AND MORE! Please remember that all tickets purchased are non-refundable, as this policy helps us ensure the success of the event and our fundraising efforts for KETCH (Kansas Elks Training Center for the Handicapped).
Note: I am a vendor and am in no way affiliated with the organizers of the event. I do not set prices or any policies of any kind.
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2024.05.29 05:19 ExtremePixel541 Seattle Public Schools SPS is a literally a joke

Seattle Public Schools SPS is a literally a joke
Hearing from my partner’s Facebook connections that attended Seattle Public Schools Roosevelt meeting on the “Well Resourced Schools” (the most Orwellian name possible since it involves closing schools 🙄) involved no public questions and the district still hasn’t provided ANY financial analysis or data to parents that supports their claims that closing schools will save money. I’ve been relying on https://www.seattlehallpass.org for info and I’m wondering if anyone was at the meeting.
They presented this gem 💎 of a slide which is literally the underpants gnome meme (Step 1: PowerPoint, Step 2: ?, Step 3: Financial stability!!!!!). I’ve got three kids in SPS and honestly my frustration is at an all-time-high. Even as a professional, upper income parent this is exhausting and infuriating.
What the fuck Seattle.
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2024.05.29 05:18 larrubcarran2815 AITA for refusing to continue a friendship/consider this person a friend, when they still think I do call them a friend? Tbh, this might just be a “Best Kind of Petty Revenge” story. Lmk!

Let me give some backstory because there were 3 main “events” that led me to eventually ghosting this person. (Please forgive me, this may end up a little lengthy. Also, this wasn’t written as well as the first draft but that one got deleted)
Event #1: In high school, there were 4 of us that were really close. We will call them each, Diana, Julia, and Jack. Julia worshiped Diana. Diana could do no wrong in Julia’s eyes. Diana and Jack were a couple. They dated the majority of high school. All the way up to the summer before our senior year. Obviously, it was hard on the couple, but it was also difficult for ALL of their friends because we were expected to pick a side. Julia took Diana’s side, no questions and no doubts. It felt like I was the only one that wanted to remain neutral because I considered both Diana and Jack really good friends. Not just the typical, Jack was a friend because he was Diana’s boyfriend. Anyways, trying to remain neutral I gave support to both of them, the best I could. Jack confided in me that the reason he broke off the relationship was he had become overwhelmed by the drama Diana created. This made sense to me because Diana CRAVED drama. She created drama All. The. Time. (Looking back, I have no idea how I was friends with either of them. These friendships were just those friendships that some how… became and existed) The break up launched a series of dramatic situations created by Diana that escalated. These situations ended with Diana sleeping with a random guy from our school, 2 maybe 3 weeks after breaking up, and she ended up pregnant. The school year started up and as more kids found out about her pregnancy, the more rumors started going around. The biggest one – Jack was the father. Pregnant teens were absolutely not common in my high school. And Jack was being blamed for the situation Diana was in. Feeling empathy for my friend, I continued to be Jacks friend because most of his other friends were isolating him and giving him the cold shoulder. (To make it completely clear – Jack and I only felt friendship for each other, nothing more.) Julia hated that I was continuing to be Jacks friend. Julia accused me of betraying Diana and yelling at me for even talking to him - Jack: the one that got Diana pregnant. Julia said that she knew I couldn’t be trusted and was a horrible friend. The kicker? Julia and I knew who got Diana pregnant. Diana told us. Julia fed the rumors about Jack being the father, even though she knew the truth! For the sake of keeping the peace and adhering to the “Girl Code” I had to let the friendship with Jack dwindle to an occasional friendly wave in the hallway. A rift between Diana & Julia and myself grew regardless. The way they treated me began to change – talking down to me and keeping me out of conversations. I can guarantee they had conversations behind my back (as teenage girls do.) I can also guarantee Julia was the mastermind because Diana was too busy with the drama/attention of her pregnancy to notice anything or anyone else. I was already dealing with things at home and on top of it, had to maneuver the drama with my so called best friends. Julia doing this hurt so much because friends don’t do that. On top of it, I had a similar situation happen in middle school with a previous group of friends.
Event #2: (my main reason I don’t consider them a friend) Through Jr and Sr High school I had a crush mostly on one guy. There were other little crushes, but he was always the main one. We will call him Mark. Mark and I were actually really good friends. He was in a different friend group than Diana, Jack, and Julia. He and his friend welcomed me into their group when the drama was happening our senior year. Mark actually knew I had a crush on him. He was as kind as possible when he turned me down. Mark said he was committed to his own crush (who turned him down, saying she didn’t want to date in high school) Mark believed she was “the one” and was trying to not date anyone else as a sign of loyalty to her. Realizing Mark wasn’t going to change his mind, I had a hard time pretending and convincing myself I shouldn’t and didn’t have a crush on him. Doing so actually opened a door for Mark and I to become even closer friends. I hung out with him and his two guy friends a lot. Especially after we graduated high school. In fact, the majority of that calendar year, I basically didn’t spend any time with Diana and Julia. At the end of that year, the holiday season, all of the sudden Mark wasn’t hanging out with us as much. Our two friends told me he had a girlfriend. I assumed it was the girl he had a crush on. Especially because our friends said things like “he is picking up his girlfriend from the high school.” (his crush was the year behind us) a few weeks went by and it was almost Christmas. One of my friends was throwing a Christmas party, a bunch of us were invited. While I was hanging out in the front room with others, Mark came in through the front door, his girlfriend behind him. I couldn’t help but look in disbelief. His girlfriend wasn’t his crush, but was none other than Julia. Julia was also in the year behind us and was still going to school. Julia noticed me looking and as Mark turned away from her, she grabbed him, turned him back toward her and kissed him. I was already trying to tell myself it wasn’t a big deal. But then Julia, mid-kiss, looked straight at me. The kiss wasn’t very long but still. Some of you may argue that she was “concerned” about my reaction. But it was her grin and wave afterwards that told me Julia was gloating. Gloating that she was now dating the guy I had a crush on for years. And despite trying to deny it, I still had a crush on him. I left that friend group as well because I knew Julia was going to be there more often, which would inevitably ruin that group for me as well. I didn’t want to deal with the drama and hurt so I cut my losses.
Event #3: (the reminder event) A couple years later, Diana and Julia were married with kids. They had moved out of town, Julia even moved out of state. I got a message from Julia, sent to both Diana and I, asking if we would like to meet for lunch the next week because she (Julia) was coming into town to see family. As best as I could tell, Diana and Julia went their separate ways after we all graduated high school. For the sake of the friendship we once had, I agreed to meet. The day came, we get our food and sit down. They immediately start talking about their husbands and kids. Which is totally understandable, we were there to catch up. Thing is, I was still single – no kids, no husband. So I couldn’t add much to the conversation to relate and there wasn’t much of an opportunity to even ask questions. I finished my lunch while listening to them talk. At this point, 30-45 minutes went by and no one asked me how my life was going beyond the initial “How are you?!” when we first met up and got in line to order our food. Feeling very much like a third wheel, I wanted a chance to talk with my old friends. Finding an opportunity to organically get involved, I did so. I don’t remember what the conversation was about but I do remember I added to the conversation by saying something as simple as “Have you seen that movie yet?” Julia looked me dead in the eyes, said something specifically in response to my question and added “You aren’t even married or have a kid yet, you wouldn’t understand.” Diana laughed a little and added, “Not yet” They then continued to talk about their kids till it was decided we had been there long enough (a total of nearly 2 hrs) Today, I am married and have a kid of my own. I could talk about my kid all day long. But I don’t, because I considered it a basic social skill to be able to talk about other things. Especially to keep others involved in conversation. After this last situation, I was reminded of the way she treated me. So, I committed to keeping both, specifically Julia at a distance. At first Julia would try to convince me to visit her where she lived. Even after getting married. It eventually dwindled down to maybe 1 or 2 messages from her a year. Through all this time I give very minimal responses if Julia Facebook messages me.
I never confronted either of them about everything because I knew it would cause more drama that wasn’t worth dealing with.
So AITA?
Some of you may be looking for the petty. Well, to keep it short, Mark and I started dating 5 years after graduating high school. We have been together for 9 ½ years, married 7 ½ years, and have a beautiful 3yr old girl.
If you guys want an update on his experience dating Julia (he says it was the worse relationship he had) and how Mark and I ended up together, lmk!
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2024.05.29 05:17 rolexnoob69 [USA-NY][H] MacBook Air M2 Bundle and PS5 Digital [W] Paypal

Hello Everyone! Everything from this posting MUST GO. If you have any question or would like more pictures I am happy to help. I listed each item out individually. The MacBook, Air pods, and Caldigit TS3 Plus is a package deal. If you wanted to purchase an item separately just message me. All of the prices are the shipped prices, if you are on the west coast please add $5. Thanks! As for payment I will be Paypal only.
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PS5 Digital Used numerous times for the past year. It has a small scuff mark as you can see in the picture. Comes with Controller, charging cable, HDMI cord, and power cord. It does not come with the box $325
Caldigit TS3 Plus Used a handful of times and works great. Comes with Lightning cable and power cord $
Apple Air pods 2nd Gen Used, but only a few times. Item comes in great clean condition $50 $
MacBook Pro M2 2022 Midnight 8GB 256GB SSD The laptop is used but in great working condition. The laptop comes with Limited Warranty until October 2024. Comes with charger. $815
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2024.05.29 05:16 myscourceofsmalltalk Is it possible for a 401k to be an IRA?

Hiiii, so another newbie going crazy trying to start my journey of wealth haha. I’ve been going down these thread-rabbit holes learning things a woman is intimidated by - asking a man or simply just being vulnerable for wanting to know more. (pls don’t label me sexist, it’s just a man’s world 🤷🏾‍♀️)
I’ll eventually dive into my later learned insecurities but my biggest question as of now is related to my old 401k that’s been sitting for approx 7 years, I think. I started it when I was 18/19 but only worked for the company for a year. It’s pretty measly, but collecting a little something over the years. I can’t really complain.
I keep wondering what are my options for it and I’m hoping this one can work. I’m aware of the penalties for certain withdrawals, but would transferring an inactive 401k into a newly opened IRA be considered, a penalty? I’m hoping I can use it as a first deposit into an IRA instead of conjoining it with my current 401k I recently started with my new company.
Side note: I tried transferring it when I first got my job but it required some extra steps to get an approval and… sadly, I never got to it. :/
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2024.05.29 05:15 Relevant_Ruin_3147 Is it true that the word "Kangaroo" in the Australian Aboriginal language means "I don't understand"?

Hello, I’m 24 years old and recently I finally understood what had been happening to me all my life, what kind of sensations I experienced and why I didn’t understand much of what people do.
I recently found out that I have Asperger’s syndrome in its pronounced form, and honestly, at first I didn’t understand how my loved ones and those who surrounded me all my life simply didn’t notice this, but then I also learned about this, about masking.
I took a separate masking test, which I think showed a fairly high score, where I had to choose between true or false and there were statements such as:
-I watch my body language and facial expressions to appear relaxed.
-I will repeat phrases that I have heard from others, just as I heard them for the first time.
-In social situations, I feel like I am “performing” rather than being myself.
-In my social interactions, I use behaviors that I have learned from watching other people interact.
-I train my facial expressions and body language to make them look natural.
I noted exactly these questions because this is exactly what I did when I was among people, that is, almost always, I realized that NTs do not do this consciously and it happens naturally to them, I also do not understand human emotions and do not understand when they are shown others, they don't use the resources to do it the way I do it, after which I'm exhausted and need rest.
But now that it’s clear to me what’s wrong with me, I can’t appear in public and can’t leave the room for weeks, it seems to me that people look at me as if I’m naked in the middle of the street. It seems to me that I have lost the mask that I always wore and I don’t understand how to put this mask back on and at the same time I don’t understand whether I want to put it on again, because all the time I wore it I suffered and felt pain. But even without her, it seems to me that I will not be able to live normally.
I think that the word PAIN is more suitable to describe what I am experiencing than the word DISCOMFORT which means that something is wrong but it can be tolerated, in the case of the first word it means that you cannot tolerate it for a long time, which means that you need to stop do what you do. It seems to me that human language is not able to convey what autistic people experience; it seems to be completely unsuited to make another person different from you understand what you are experiencing.
Therefore, it seems to me that isolation is the best way out.
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2024.05.29 05:15 Throwaway_738292 My boyfriend emotionally cheated on me

My boyfriend emotionally cheated on me with a girl from a dating app, he took her out on a date and took her back to his apartment. They didn’t sleep together that’s why I called it emotional cheating. I took the girls Snapchat and asked her questions and she said she thought he had a girlfriend with all the stuff in his apartment, but she never reached out to me we have pictures up and he’s tagged. She said she blocked him and he has now permanently deleted all of his social media besides Facebook. Everyone says I need to break up with him, but I’m almost positive he is having a manic episode with how he is acting. He is not medicated or officially diagnosed, but ive been around people that has bi-polar and it’s not far off from what he is acting. It’s always an emotional roller coaster with him when he gets episodes he’s just never have done any of this. I figured he was cheating because he spends all of his days off with me and he was being weird about a certain day off he had and I told him I was gonna go through his phone and I still found the texts on Snapchat. It’s just the carelessness and the lack of any kind of emotions and the impulsiveness he randomly out of know where got a 2 month old kitten when he works 12 hour shifts he does 4 days on and 2 days off I had to take the last cat he got almost 9 months ago because we both decided that his schedule wasn’t working and having to care for a kitten just wasn’t working. He told me he feels like he’s in a fog and is depressed and has no emotions, he’s usually a pretty emotional person. He has autism, mostly with reading people he struggles with that. I’ve been with him since my freshman year in college and he’s had a couple episodes, but he’s never cheated. I’m just upset because i literally do not know if I should stay or leave. I don’t have trust for him and I literally only cry and stay in bed, I took off work because I’m so emotional, but I don’t have bi-polar so I have a hard time. he said he’s scheduling an appointment some time this week, but I can’t tell if he is in control of his actions when he is manic like this. Everyone keeps telling me he knows what he’s doing, but i or them don’t have bi-polar. He says we need to take a break because he needs to focus on getting help and building a relationship back up right now is not something he can do right now. which is hard, but it’s true. He at first said he is sick of hurting me and we need to break up, which I didn’t want to do because this isn’t him, or I don’t think it is. After talking I told him you don’t get to decide anything when you’re like this after getting an appointment set up with a therapist and a doctor we can talk after that and he agreed, but he wants to do it alone. It’s just so frustrating, because I literally don’t know anything anymore is this him or is this not him because I literally can’t tell.
Sorry for the long rant. This is a throw away account btw.
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2024.05.29 05:10 pincherosa I think a family friend might have been kidnapped. What do I do?

My mom got an extremely abnormal text message from a close family friend (I’ll call her Jennifer) at 5AM saying she was leaving to Mexico to see her father and asking her to watch 2 of her 3 children at her home overnight/indefinitely. What’s weird is that:
I’ve been digging as much as I could and this is what I’ve found from messages to my mom and social media without tipping off her kids that we’re concerned.
This is the big one for me that I need someone to either confirm my line of thinking on or tell me I’m being dumb…
There’s more but basically everything about this occurrence is abnormal. Nothing is typical of her.
If there’s any chance this is real, what do we do??? I fully intend to call the cops if substantial confirmatory contact isn’t made in the next day or two, but I don’t know how to handle interactions with her children or further text messages that are still being sporadically responded to.
Any and all advice is extremely appreciated. I’m hoping so bad that this isn’t what it feels like but I don’t want to make a wrong move if there’s any chance something bad is happening.
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2024.05.29 05:08 whogivzashitt Chumba Redemption

Chumba Redemption
Wasn't very much $140 from the daily but they were fast same day request and approval 5/27/2024 sent the following day the 28th. A⁷nd before anyone says anything yes it's a new account no karma and no I do not work for chumba.
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2024.05.29 05:05 Netaksiemanresu ⬛️ UPDATE ON ENZO ⬛️

⬛️ UPDATE ON ENZO ⬛️
Hey guys, some crazy stuff is going on with Enzo and the whole situation and I wanted to keep everyone updated like I said I would.
The guy that insisted on boarding Enzo for this long has ghosted us and still has Enzo.
He wants us to pay him $350 (it’s more now since he’s held him there 2 days longer after telling us he was ready to go to his foster and then ghosted us)
Truly I had everything covered with Enzo, I found a committed foster for him and as y’all know, raised the funds here on Reddit for his transport, the last step was to find a Rescue to pull him. I was emailing Rescues to have him pulled when some people I’ve worked with before jumped in, took over and started making all of the decisions.
I did not make the decision to board Enzo and never agreed to it. I wasn’t included in any of the decision-making. I also never agreed to pay for his boarding nor was I ever told I’d be expected to until I got the message from one of the people that inserted their self in this and did make the decision to board Enzo, telling me he was ready to be picked up and that I needed to pay Ryan. They’re well aware that I’m not a Rescue and that I only collected donations on Reddit to pay for Enzo’s transport and nowhere and nothing else.
To further clarify, I have not collected any pledges on Enzo anywhere else but here on Reddit from the post I made asking for donations specifically for his transport. I don’t collect pledges nor would I because I’m not a Rescue so I’m not sure why they not only expected me to pay for boarding but didn’t tell me this until after he’d been boarded for several days and was ready to be transported.
Like myself, neither of these 2 are Rescues nor are they shelter or Rescue-affiliated but they are working directly with the Rescue, A Wish For Animals, that pulled Enzo as well as the boarder that is boarding him, Ryan.
In addition to the boarding costs, the boarder asked us to pay him to transport Enzo as well instead of us booking through citizen shipper. Then we (myself and Enzo’s foster, Selena) find out he expects us to pay him for transporting Enzo but expects Enzo’s foster to drive 3 hours to meet him where he would be dropping off other dogs, in other words he was going that way anyway. She told him she could meet him an hour away and he never responded after that.
Then we told him we were booking transport through citizenshipper instead so that Selena wouldn’t have to drive 3 hours, which was the plan the whole time, he’s completely ghosted us.
We both have asked him multiple times when would be a good day and time for him for Enzo to be picked up because he would need to be there to hand Enzo over and citizen shipper’s booking fee is nonrefundable. He hasn’t responded to any of our attempts to schedule Enzo’s pick up in the last 2 days.
Selena (Enzo’s foster) has called and texted him multiple times and I’ve emailed him several times.
We found out a couple of days ago that the Rescue they got to pull Enzo, which is Toni Eakes, A Wish For Animals Rescue, had her license revoked for what sounds like some seriously shady stuff. I’m not sure if they were ever reinstated but if not, she’s not legally allowed to pull dogs or collect pledges under the guise of a legitimate Rescue because she’s not and Enzo was Rescue-only.
Toni is working with Ryan as well as the 2 that I mentioned before that inserted themselves in Enzo’s rescue, they have been working together.
I recently fostered a dog through the same Rescue that pulled Enzo, A Wish For Animals, Marley, he was also boarded at Ryan’s kennel, and he showed up to me matted and caked in urine and feces with nothing to his name, but a tiny bag of cheap food provided by the shelter, I purchased everything for him which may be standard for fostering, I’m not sure as Marley was my first time fostering and I never received any guidance or information.
I never heard a single word from Toni Eakes Ever, even though I was technically fostering a dog through her. Someone else sent me the link to the adoption application she required and passed along the video recording of my house she also required. She never once reached out to check on Marley, to introduce herself, nothing.
She also required Selena to submit an application through her Rescue and it was the same story, Selena has never heard a word from her.
Marley’s condition was clearly the result of him lying in his own waste for an extended period of time. There’s no way that happened in transport and the person who transported Marley to me, told me that Marley was like that when he picked him up from boarding and warned me about it before he arrived with Marley. Anyone who knows anything about dogs knows that even if they’re not let out, they will potty in the corner, not on themselves, so I’m seriously wondering if he was kept in a cage at this kennel where he had no choice. I’m not sure.
Here’s the Facebook page someone made about A Wish For Animals
https://www.facebook.com/groups/139250776665297/?ref=share&mibextid=NSMWBT
I obviously can’t attest to the validity of anything on this page.
I’m not sure the name of Ryan’s boarding kennel but I’m trying to figure it out because I would like to see if I can get someone to go out and check the living conditions of the dogs in his care.
I’m sorry to have to deliver this news, I was hoping my next post would be his freedom video.
I still have every penny donated and Selena and I are working to get this straightened out.
Please feel free to ask me any questions you may have.
To be clear, I’m not asking anyone to donate anything else, we have the money for his transport and it’s not my responsibility to pay for his boarding, I was going to pay Ryan with what money was left over after transport and pay the rest with my own but now this has transpired.
Enzo has a truly awesome foster with a huge heart for dogs, she’s remained very dedicated to him and based on my conversations with her, she clearly cares a lot about him. Hopefully my next post will be of Enzo in his new home.
Edit: I was told by the 2 other people that his name is Ryan but I noticed just now his name on Gmail is Bryan..
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2024.05.29 05:01 Independent_Peace144 What goes well with the Burly Beast?

I burned a lot of money just to get it but whatever, I finally got it. Now, the question is what goes well with it? My current burly beast set has Macho Mann and Das guttenkuttenharen, but I think there are other options out there too, so I'm curious what your guy's thoughts are.
On a side note, now my old medic loadouts are completely sidelined. I burned like 70 bucks for this cosmetic so I will no longer be using my other sets. Rip.
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2024.05.29 04:59 sLpFhaWK [USA-MA][H] Dan A4 H20 mITX Build, SSUPD Meshilicious mITX Build, PS5, Jailbroken PS4, Retroid Pocket 3+, Retroid Pocket 4 Pro w/ Accessories, Analogue Pocket w/ Dock and 2 M30 2.4g Controllers, M2 Mac Mini with USB Dock, 2 Asus PG27UQ 4k 144hz Gsync Monitors [W] Local Cash

Was forced to buy a new car and the excise tax bill came in, selling some tech to pay that bill but mostly cuz it's tech I'm not using.
Post here before PM. NO CHATS!
Timestamps Sorry they're just all thrown into 1 folder. I want to let everyone know these are posted on local facebook marketplace as well, so if something sells there I will update this post.
I am looking for trades, possibly the Apple Watch Ultra 2 and a NAS 8 bay or 4 bay with 10+ tb drives. (need at least 20tb to migrate my stuff over)
For now this is LOCAL ONLY, I am local to Malden 02148
Dan A4 H20 mITX Build. Asus B550-I Gaming Mobo, Ryzen 5900x, 64gb DDR4 3600 Memory, 2 TB nVME, EVGA 2080 Super, Lian Li 750w SFX PSU, and a 240 AIO Water Cooler. $700
SSUPD Meshilicious Build, Asus B450-I Gaming Mobo, Ryzen 3600, 16gb DDR4 3600 Memory, 512gb nVME, EVGA 2080 ti Founders, Corsair 650w SFX PSU and a 280 AIO Water Cooler. $500
Sony PS5 Disc Console with 2 controllers, charging dock and 2 games brand new, Final Fantasy Rebirth and Stellar Blade. (note on stellar blade, it's open but gamestop considers it new because it was their display copy so they put the stupid sticker on it, I haven't opened it so it's still sealed and considered new. I have receipts for both games.) $450
Transparent Green Analogue Pocket with Dock and 2 8bitdo Sega M30 2.4g Wireless controllers. (Have original boxes just not shown) $500
Retroid Pocket 3+ $100
Retroid Pocket 4 Pro with Carrying Case, Grip and Tempered Screen protector $200
Jailbroken PS4 on 9.00 Firmware comes with power, HDMI and 1 controller and I will supply the USB Drive for the exploit $250
M2 Mac Mini 8gb with USB Hub $450 (Pending Facebook pickup Wednesday)
2 Asus PG27UQ 27" 4k Monitors 144hz Refresh Rate with GSync. Willc some with HDMI and Display Port cables with it's OEM power brick. $275 EA
That is everything for now, I need to wipe both PC's and do a fresh install of Windows 11 Pro, the OOBE will need to be finished by you the buyer. Or you can wipe and install fresh, up to you.
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