

I don’t know if this would help but it might be worth a try, make a file immutable by
sudo chattr +i /file/location
If it doesn’t work change it back,
sudo chattr -i /file/location
Just a cat wandering about Tamriel.
I don’t know if this would help but it might be worth a try, make a file immutable by
sudo chattr +i /file/location
If it doesn’t work change it back,
sudo chattr -i /file/location
Never had this happen on my setup. Have a nv3080 optimus with integrated AMD GPU though.
I don’t think I can help per say but it might help others if they knew a bit more about your setup.
nivida-smi
uname -a
plasmashell --version
Kf5-config --version
Those bits might help.
I grew up in the 80’s, 69% of the movies had a sex scene with some titties.
That sounds fun. Reminds me of winter where I grew up, in the deep snow, with snowmobiles, back in the 80’s we could ride around legally on the streets. All you needed was a flag and at night a working headlight. There were loads of fields and surrounded by national forest. I was like 8, we would fly around like psychopaths launching off the massive snowbanks. The passenger would jump off in mid flight to plummet into the chest deep snow. We would Dukes jump from one snowmobile to another. Attach a water-ski rope and strap on the skis and power launch off snowbanks or simply just hold on to the bar at the back and get dragged around the block. Late in the year we would climb up on the roofs of our houses or from a barn and fly off. Growing up in the sticks was fun!
Speaking of stupid kid shit, there was a store that you could buy small vials of liquid cinnamon for dipping toothpicks in. One kid got some in his eye and was sent home. Then there was a rash of kids getting sent home for cinnamon in the eyes in the following weeks. Finally school banned the liquid cinnamon.
Another bit of stupid was eraser burns.
Kids would hyperventilate by breathing heavily with your head below your heart for a bit. Then stand up quickly against the wall or the lockers and another kid would push on their chest and they would pass out.
I personally loved crabapple fights. Me and my trusty wrist rocket, child against child neighborhood warfare. I remember half dollar size bruses everywhere.
Tying two trashcans across the street from one another together with SpiderWire fishing line.
Ahhh the good ol’ days!
It’s all money laundering for russian mob/fsb. Still pretty hard to bankrupt a business that basically prints $$$ though. Epic levels of incompetence!
Reminds me of my old Amiga. Think it was a 2500. First personal computer. Brilliance was awesome back in the day. I loved that thing!
If a q us on board QUA.
The guy with the hat.