I think it's a roundabout attempt to get us to wonder what the fuck Kick is. I'm not that curious.

Not to mention the Republican candidate called trans people filth, demonized abortion after his wife had one, and was known to spend multiple nights per week at the local adult arcade

If you have the port and money for it, I'd recommend a separate drive for the second OS. Windows is kinda notorious for stomping over GRUB if you rely on partitions for your dual boot.

If you're worried about installing to the wrong drive on accident, you can always physically disconnect the existing drive until install is complete, then plug it back in and set the boot order in the mobo config.

More importantly, they had someone dedicated to maintaining the canon and keeping the various authors from contradicting each other too much

Your third source also includes a transcript of the conversation which led to the defendant rushing the judge. Very helpful for understanding the story here.

Because many of us remember before that, when Valve revolutionized the single player first person genre again and again with the Portal and mainline Half-Life games.

Any other dev would have capitalized on the massive interest in a sequel or at least sold off the property so someone else could have continued those franchises.

...Irish car bombs have Bailey's Irish Cream and possibly coffee liqueur in them. Many people would say that's a pretty sweet drink.

You sure you're not thinking of an Irish Boilermaker? That's just a beer with Irish whiskey.

Unintentionally playing the housing market.

Using some first time home buyer incentives about a decade ago, I was able to buy a house on my own. I had to pay mortgage insurance, but it still wasn't too bad. Cheaper than renting a two bedroom apartment. Five or six years later, my city keeps popping up on Most Affordable Cities lists and the real estate turns into a feeding frenzy.

When the market was at its peak, I listed my house for sale for about 70% more than I paid for it. I had an offer for it at 10k over asking and they'd buy the house sight-unseen within three days of it hitting the market.

Now, this was clearly a buyer's market so you'd think selling was easy but buying would be a nightmare right? Well, you'd be right and it took 10 months of living with my parents and a shit ton of getting outbid on houses, but I was able to get into a slightly bigger house by putting half of the value down at closing for a house that was brand new, on a bigger lot of land and closer to my family, and I was able to pay off my car loan, resulting in lower monthly payments overall for a house much better suited to my lifestyle. Since moving in two years ago, it's already appreciated another 15%, not that I'm moving out any time soon!

Well shit. ESXi was the best way to build a home lab when studying for the professional certifications I need.

There's also an extended Gameplay Reveal on WoD's Youtube Channel. I haven't had a chance to watch it yet, but the trailer hasn't blown my mind. That dialog interaction looked so flat. Still, VtMB 1 had its own share of jank.

I'll still reserve judgement until I can get my hands on it.

Here's what NC Dem Representative Jeff Jackson said about McCarthy's removal at the time. (emphasis added). I'm sure the same stands true for Johnson today.

Some folks in the minority were expecting him to reach out and say, “Hey, let’s make a deal. I’ll offer you this, and I want your vote.”

But instead, he went on TV the day before and basically said, “Here is my offer to the other party: Nothing.”

The minority party heard that from him and said, “Well, ok then, best of luck.”

That said, I’m not sure the Speaker could offer anything to the minority party. If he did, and his party found out, they’d be furious, and then he wouldn’t need six votes anymore - he would need 20 or 30 or 50.

My old pup Packie was never what you would call a smart dog. He did impress me though with one learned behavior. I had started him out in a crate as a puppy, and would entice him in for the evening with a milkbone. Once the crate went away, we continued the tradition with a regular dog bed where I'd have him lay down and wait for his treat.

Fast forward a few months after I got him and had lost my job. I had to move back in with my parents while I looked for a new one. My dad and I were both night owls, him even moreso than me, so most nights ended with me saying to my dad, "Alright, I'm going to bed. Love you." Packie heard that enough times that as soon as I said it, he would perk up from wherever he was in the house and rush down to his dog bed to wait patiently. I could brush my teeth, shower, whatever. He would wait 30+ minutes for me to appear with his milkbone. When we moved back out, I could reliably tell him, "go to bed" and he would move through multiple rooms to find his bed and wait for me.