I mean, vigorous physical exercise is one of the most mentally relaxing activities, in a way (at least for me). Go for a 100km bike ride in hilly terrain, push yourself on the climbs, and just kind of let your mind wander. It's not edible-and-David-Attenborough relaxing, but it is relaxing in its own way.
Same --- rsync to a pi 3 with a (single) ZFS drive at family's house. Retain some daily/weekly/monthly snapshots.
I have a (free) VPS with static IPv4 which is how I connect everything.
Both the VPS and the remote site have limited network speed (I think 50Mbps for VPS), so the initial sync was done sneakernet (well..."airplane net"). Nightly rsync is no problem bandwidth-wise, and is mostly just any new videos I've uploaded to my local Immich instance.
"Cardinal George of Chicago, of happy memory, was one of my great mentors, and he said: 'Look, until America goes into political decline, there won't be an American pope.' And his point was, if America is kind of running the world politically, culturally, economically, they don't want America running the world religiously. So, I think there's some truth to that, that we're such a superpower and so dominant, they don't wanna give us, also, control over the church."
This isn't the service route for the vintage streetcars --- they use those tracks to get from the rail house to their normal Market/Embarcadero route. But you can still ride them, kind of a Muni "secret menu." Easy way to find them is to use an app/website with realtime locations and look for an F streetcar that's on the wrong tracks.
It is "backwards" from some other commands --- usually you run copy/rsync/link from source to destination, but with tar the destination (tarball) is specified before the source (directory/files).
That, and the flags not needing dashes always just throws me for a loop.
And the icing on the cake is that I don't use tar for tarring that often, so I lose all muscle memory (untaring a tgz or tar.bz2 is frequent enough that I can usually get that right at least...).
There was an old Top Gear episode with a race in a Nordic country with an interesting take on a price cap --- the price enforcement was that anybody could buy your car (for no more than the price cap) after the race.
So I think you technically could enter the race with a brand new tricked out rally car...but anyone could buy it for $500/$1000/whatever.
This is not my paradox, and it's not really a paradox at all, as the big bang model explains it nicely. There are many nice articles on the topic of you'd like to read more about it.
If there are infinite stars, then every direction you look would encounter a star. (Things stay the same brightness per subtended angle as they get far away. Space dust doesn't matter, as it would thermalize and radiate.)
So, the universe can't have infinite luminous matter, be static and ageless, because if it were then the night sky would look like the surface of a sun.
This may all seem obvious, but it's neat that you can figure that out with the naked eye.
Olbers's paradox, also known as the dark night paradox or Olbers and Cheseaux's paradox, is an argument in astrophysics and physical cosmology that says the darkness of the night sky conflicts with the assumption of an infinite and eternal static universe.
The night sky being dark has some profound cosmological implications.
Widely regarded as the best Seinfeld episode is The Contest. It's about who can go the longest without masturbating, but what makes it great is that they never say that explicitly --- it's just euphemisms and insinuation. And it's hilarious IMHO.
I believe they initially wanted to spell it out, but the networks wouldn't let them (I could be wrong). Definitely for the better that they danced around the topic the way they did.
(Yes I know, Jerry Seinfeld is a problematic person, I'm just trying to answer the question...)
I mean, vigorous physical exercise is one of the most mentally relaxing activities, in a way (at least for me). Go for a 100km bike ride in hilly terrain, push yourself on the climbs, and just kind of let your mind wander. It's not edible-and-David-Attenborough relaxing, but it is relaxing in its own way.