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Cake day: February 16th, 2024

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  • You are saying you never read two vowels in a row?

    No. I’m saying the ones which are umlauted don’t go with their umlauted partners. You can äiti easily. That’s mom. But you can’t have Äati. That’s not a word. Ä + a don’t go together.

    I may be wrong because of how flexible Finnish is, but I don’t think a Finnish word exists where there is either äa oe öo combination. Äo maybe, but not likely. (edit def no äo either, just not a thing, I checked the exceptions and now I’m sure)

    Its something calmed vowel harmony, which is sort of why I don’t see Polish as being any where near Finnish. The amount of consonants you guys use is unnatural to a Finnish person.

    Finnish pronunciation is definitely not a “subset of Polish”. Polish is a PIE-language. We’re not even in the same language tree bro.

    https://www.sssscomic.com/comicpages/196.jpg


  • As a man, men think women care about looks more than they do.

    Looks are much bigger for men than for women.

    Obviously a massive generalisation, but in general. Like “men are physically stronger than women”. Not all men are stronger than women but…

    Anyway.

    Looks really don’t matter that much. I’d say women pay more attention to personality with the same difference as there is between how much men value looks vs how women value looks.

    Also, if I was being very crude, I’d say “status” is the “looks” for women. That’s what you get very beautiful women with older rich men more than you do young hot men with old riches women.

    But I’d like not to be crude so disregard that last bit.


  • coöperation.

    I come from Poland and we read in a consistent way.

    Okay I don’t doubt yours is consistent, but it’s really hard to grasp. I come from Finland and in the Nordics you would never get oö öo aä or äa combinations I’m pretty sure. Å can go with a but a doesn’t really go with ö I don’t think and uhm.

    Anyways my point is I’ve no idea how you would go about trying to pronounce coöperation. Or rather what your idea of it is.

    I’d couldn’t argue which is more constant, but Finnish is every consistent. And pretty much in line with IPA.

    https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Help:IPA/Finnish

    hevonen [ˈheʋonen]

    hernekeitto [ˈherneˌkːei̯tːo]

    tule! [ˈtuˌle]

    Example of words with their IPA pronunciation. When something like “geography” in English is “ʤɔ́grəfɪj”.

    Those don’t look alike at all. So I’m sure polish can be consistent, but to me at least, I’d be afraid of how complex that consistency is.

    In Finnish wr say “kentauri” and in ipa that’s pretty much the same.



  • I may be biased because moped culture here (as in a vehicle 50cc or smaller, not necessary one with pedals anymore) in Finland has always been a big thing imo.

    One of the “classic” models that were from the previous generations was a “pappa moped” which had pedals and had a connotation of being favoured by older gentlemen who don’t want to/can’t drive a car anymore (a moped doesn’t require a licence from anyone born before -85, but if you got a DUI and licence was taken away you’d be in a ban to drive so then driving a moped would be illegal as well.)

    They’re allowed to go 45km/h legally but they go pretty much 50 and people tune them to go ~60 usually. Some even up to a hundred but those were crazy dangerous cobbled up machines. And zero gear aside from helmets and some old leather jackets lol




  • Such crude racism.

    And it explains why Indian customer service agents always use European names. I don’t want to come off as racist but sometimes I have been amused by a heavy Indian accent introducing themselves with a very traditional European name.

    It shouldn’t be funny, because it’s all because of racism and imperialism and colonialism.

    But I can’t help being amused sometimes when I’m drunk. I shouldn’t. But I have been.

    Fuck racism.


  • I always answer unknown numbers.

    I don’t get scam calls or marketing calls. I’ve had a marketing ban on this number and it has never been listed and it’s about 25 years old or so. Like maybe once or twice I put it somewhere and got calls offering gym memberships for a while but that was a single place and I told them I have a marketing ban on my number so they stopped. It genuinely works to a very reasonable degree here in Finland. It’s not perfect but nothing is.

    So when an unknown caller calls me it’s usually a doctor or some such thing I actually do need to reply to. During the daytime. At night it’s the police or fellow criminals.



  • the OG NCC-1701 Enterprise with your pals.

    If only had VR still. And pals…

    Seemed like great larping. I would’ve jizzed at the chance of something like that 25 years ago when I was doing just that essentially, but the GPU was just imagination. Now it’s like half real and I have zero friends (period) who would be willing to play something like that.


  • I was born in the 80’s and all those gave me nostalgia.

    Especially the horse shit. Mm. Rode a lot as a kid, and cleaned stables.

    cigarettes and horse shit in the street.

    In my memory that’s when I was about 7-9, rode horses. Dad smoked a lot.

    cigarettes and bloody mud

    That’s when I was in the army. We smoked a lot.

    20s - cigarettes and bootleg whiskey

    Dad also drank quite a bit.

    cigarettes and dust.

    15-16, driving mopeds and 125cc’s on dusty roads.

    cigarettes and either gunpowder or a machine shop.

    That’s the army again

    cigarettes and gasoline.

    Mopeds again

    cigarettes and canned food.

    Student times, lots of tuna and spaghetti and indoor smoking.

    1980s - cigarettes and hair spray.

    70s - cigarettes and alternating body odor and heavy cologne/perfume.

    Mom used a ton of hairspray and dad had a really strong cologne.





  • “Hey Randy, grab the bucket, someone’s had explosive diarrhea all over stall three again.”

    Putting in a support ticket. “Flushing problem in stall two of the toilets on the second floor.”

    So Randy doesn’t need to go through all the flushes to find the broken one.


  • “Oh c’mon man, it’s your hobby, right You’d do it anyway?”

    Also, it wasn’t exactly just leftists, but also my leftist friends who were always asking for “friend prices” when I drove them around when I drove a taxi. Like… you guys are getting special service, and I’m your friend, you get to skip the hour of waiting and fighting other drunks in the taxi queue.

    It also would’ve been different if there was the chances of favours in return.

    So like people who could actually help with the labour or in something other way put in work, maybe they’d be okay with just covering the hosting costs, but modding a community isn’t exactly the same work as maintaining the soft- and hardware. Alone, I presume.

    And also is the “hosting costs” just like the costs of the services for the hosting, or does it incorporate all the cost for electricity to run the equipment as well?

    Is it lack of empathy or greed? I never really could figure that out. Feels like a bit of both.


  • Wearing a toga was an actual bitch.

    Like white tie but 10x more complex. There were slaves who’s sole purpose was putting on their master’s toga.

    Putting on a toga was difficult, not to say burdensome activity. The strip of fabric was folded lengthwise, one end was thrown over the left shoulder, a toga was placed over the back, the other end was passed under the right shoulder and thrown over the left shoulder from the front. To facilitate this extremely careful activity, richer citizens had a special slave for this purpose, called vestiplicus.

    https://imperiumromanum.pl/en/curiosities/toga-typical-roman-garment/amp/

    Also… Zeus is Greek, the Roman equivalent would be Jupiter.