• LifeInMultipleChoice@lemmy.dbzer0.comEnglish
      571·
      3 days ago

      127.0.0.1, sir you’ve been on here all day.

      Honestly if they did have numbers like that though it would help me remember, especially if the IPs were set to streets. 15.17.2.32:0820

      Bus travels streets 15th and 17th from 2nd to 32nd, from 8am to 8pm

      • .Donuts@lemmy.worldEnglish
        15·
        3 days ago

        Won’t work in many other parts of the world, where there are actual street names instead of boring stuff like 15th and 17th

        • Eheran@lemmy.world
          12·
          3 days ago

          Wait, that was not supposed to be the house number? That is the actual street “name”? Ooof

          • LifeInMultipleChoice@lemmy.dbzer0.comEnglish
            3·
            3 days ago

            Yeah I meant like this.

            10.9.42.96:0422

            Bus runs up 10th and down 9th from 42nd Street to 96th street. From 4am to 10pm (Made up route, just figured it would be an easy example)

            • Eheran@lemmy.world
              3·
              3 days ago

              And that is supposed to be easier than 2 digits or something you have to look up on a chart?

              • LifeInMultipleChoice@lemmy.dbzer0.comEnglish
                2·
                3 days ago

                Unless the chart is readable on the bus driving towards you and you’re deciding if you want to get on, yes. Step 1 for getting on a bus shouldn’t be, access the Internet in my opinion. Nor should every other corner need to have signage and what not that blocks walking access and the view of drivers/pedestrians if we are going to share the same traveling spaces. I just want to see the bus, and say I can take that up 15 blocks to save the walk in the rain.

        • LifeInMultipleChoice@lemmy.dbzer0.comEnglish
          3·
          3 days ago

          A lot of places name and number their roads, but yeah I know what you mean. Id prefer it if all streets were numbered. Did I pass Moss Cove? Not sure this is Pine Street, next is Willow Road, vs did I pass 17th, not sure this is 19th and next is 20th

      • tetris11@feddit.ukEnglish
        91·
        3 days ago

        “Here, take this loopback device and then get off at the wlan hub, then take the ten-oh-ninety 2 stops through wireguard valley”

        • AngryCommieKender@lemmy.world
          7·
          3 days ago

          This comment makes me believe that you would enjoy the game Derail Valley Simulator. It’s a VR Train Sim that isn’t as crazy intensive on hardware as Train Sim World. I play it on a monitor as I don’t have a VR setup, but I am seriously considering getting the Steam VR headset now.

  • Zer0_F0x@lemmy.world
    141·
    3 days ago

    I showed this to my gf and said “hah look baby, IP on the bus”

    She said “ew, that’s disgusting why would you do that?”

    • mEEGal@lemmy.world
      55·
      3 days ago

      Turn her off then on again, see if it fixes things.

      Otherwise, I suggest you simply switch girlfriend providers

    • tetris11@feddit.ukEnglish
      14·
      3 days ago

      I showed this to my gall bladder and said “heh, look little dude, IP address on a bus”

      He gurgled “I’m surprised you have the balls to say that”

    • Zeon@lemmy.world
      43·
      2 days ago

      An Odd Journey on the Train Tracks

      First, you must board the train at 192.168.1.1, a quirky, rusted locomotive that chugs along creaking wooden tracks laid over a digital landscape. The passengers are a motley crew of binary figures, their faces pixelated, shimmering in and out of focus.

      The Journey to 127.0.0.1

      As the train lurches forward, you hear a voice echoing through the compartments: “Make the transfer to 127.0.0.1!” It’s an old conductor with a mustache made of tangled wires, gesturing wildly. The train makes a sharp turn onto an unseen track, rattling your bones and sparking a low-frequency hum in the air.

      Suddenly, you begin to ping the rails, listening intently for the distant rumble of another train—a kind of signal that tells you if you’re on the right track. “If there’s not an active train coming on the line,” the conductor warns, “it’s probably a hardware issue on the tracks!”

      The Strange Encounter

      As if summoned by the conductor’s words, a ghostly train appears on a parallel track, its windows fogged with a haze of glitches. You lean over to catch a glimpse inside. Instead of passengers, you see flickering images of memories and fragments of songs. One small figure stands out, performing a surreal rendition of, “Rape me, rape me again,” his voice resonating with haunting clarity.

      In a flash, the figure morphs into Kurt Cobain, strumming an invisible guitar, blending music with the very essence of the train. Just like that, the world spins into a whirl of colors and sound, and you can’t tell where the rails end and reality begins.

      The Final Call

      “Get home, son. Get home!” The old conductor’s voice thunders, pulling you back to the present. You’re jolted upright, realizing this bizarre odyssey has led you deep into your own consciousness. With a determined heart, you reach into your pocket, pulling out a crack pipe. You take a toke of DMT, and suddenly the train transforms into a burst of cosmic colors, propelling you into a realm beyond understanding. Everything becomes nothing, and nothing becomes everything. You are now one with the universe. “I’m home…”.

      The End.