This is always my reaction to this theory as well. If someone asks “How did life on Earth start?”, surely we can assume they actually mean “How did life start?”

It’s like if a kid saw a baby, and asks their parents “Where do babies come from?”, and their reply is “Oh that baby lives next door, it came from that house”.

That sounds like carrying an ID card with extra steps.

My Linux box seems to have audio issues, weird things that sound like since kind of gated compression that I can’t quite figure out. Will this help?

Long standby shift at a hotel (think Hilton style). My employer (not the hotel) had a storage room that was just an old hotel room with all the fittings taken out- No bed or couch, just storage racks. I got super bored, took a nap in the old bathtub.

The staff bathroom of an abandoned diner on top of a mountain in Japan. I was cycle touring, didn’t want to put up the tent if I could just go inside. The big windows and proximity to the road meant I didn’t want to be using a flashlight inside, so I went into the staff bathroom, no windows. Also no toilets or anything, just a bare tiled room. Weird place to sleep, but I went into the main area to make breakfast, it was an amazing view. Bonus for not getting the tent wet.

It starts with understanding what you’re spending money on. You can’t control what you don’t measure. Get some idea of what you are buying, be aware of the cost of things.

Even if you don’t set down a full budget, you want to be able to go to the grocery store, say ‘x dollars is all I need to spend’ and then come out having spent less than that. If you don’t know how much you spend on an average shop, that won’t ever happen.

Second to this is any purchase that is a ‘want’ above ‘y’ dollarydos, sleep on it. Steam sale? Put what you want in your cart. Is it more than twenty bucks? Ok, no problem, I’ll buy it tomorrow. Half the time you wake up and forget you ever wanted it. Sweet, money saved. Nice pair of shoes at the shop? Cool, I’ll come back tomorrow and try them on. Gives you a chance to find it elsewhere, cheaper.

If comfortable with noise was also charted, Japan would top that list as well.

I’ve never experienced such auditory and visual assault as I have there. The busy visitor centre for a national park had a door that chimed when it opened, a little doodad that sung a tinny electronic song every thirty seconds, two televisions with different audio tracks playing about the various peaceful natural wonders you’re about to experience, a vending machine that had a little ditty it would chirp out, the toilet spoke to you, saying what I can only assume to be was “Hello! Thank you for choosing me to take care of you today! I hope you had a good shit! Have a good day!”.

Of course there’s a difference. That’s like saying there’s no difference between a rare steak and a well done steak. Yes, they’re both steak, and to some extent they taste the same, but they are very different.

Most Europeans are also illegal aliens from somewhere else.