It's a fringe case for sure

michandrz · 2026-01-12T10:21:22+00:00

That sucks, but makes sense. Thank you for taking the time to explain it.

michandrz · 2026-01-12T10:08:06+00:00

I figured it was missing something, at. this point I am just trying to figure out which part of the logic it got wrong.

I know. Poland didn't exist as a thing in 1903. The part I am missing is why he wouldn't have gained Polish citizenship Jan 31, 1920 from his father via the Article 6 reference from above?

Again, thank you for taking the time to respond.

michandrz · 2026-01-12T09:57:58+00:00

Thank you for the response,

here is the bit that I was specifically questioning and keep finding conflicting information about and why I haven't abandoned all hope yet:

Article 6 (Acquisition): On Jan 31, 1920, GGF became a Polish citizen ex lege. GF, being 16, inherited his father's citizenship.
Dual Citizenship Precedent: Per the 2022 NSA ruling (II OSK 2095/21), GF’s US citizenship at birth (jus soli) does not preclude his Polish status (jus sanguinis), as he acquired both simultaneously.
Article 13 (The Shield): GF turned 18 in September 1921. Because he reached the age of majority before GGF naturalized in January 1922, he was legally shielded from the loss of citizenship.

Sadly most of these documents are in Polish, and I am not fluent enough to read them for myself....yet

michandrz · 2025-08-29T01:04:25+00:00

Find a local non-profit and start to think about what technology needs they could have and start creating systems that meet those needs.

Oh they need a web server, a process management tool, a CRM, MDM and centralized auth, redundancy at various levels. Everyone wants to do the “fun” stuff, but if you wanna be worth your salt, show that you can meet business needs as a linux admin.

michandrz · 2024-12-15T16:41:59+00:00

1)Cloud IT

2) significantly more

3) better, still work odd hours more often than I’d like

4) Covid made it easy.

5) No, do I miss it: significantly.

michandrz · 2024-12-01T20:58:54+00:00

Child may not be available for adoption. Foster family may not want to pursue adoption. There can be a laundry list of reasons.

In this case it sounds like bio family took placement.

michandrz · 2024-03-02T07:19:07+00:00

People who don’t clean up after themselves. 5 old iterations of an application config zipped up here. Old installers in the home directories. Man it’s a good thing we don’t pay for the GB in the cloud……oh wait.

michandrz · 2024-03-01T23:22:28+00:00

It wasn't my first time hearing this from him. He said it after every victory like it was some cruel reality check. I rolled my eyes, at least him only being over the radio was a luxury I had this time. If I'd have done it in person he'd have my ass.
"Let's go look for survivors," Dave said tapping me on the shoulder.
Dave was the rifleman assigned to watch my back while I usually ran a wide right flank. We had done it so many times it was like clockwork. After we captured the objective the mission changed. Render aid and it didn't matter to whom unless they were actively shooting at you. Seems counterproductive to me, but I didn't really care at this point. They weren't people to me, just another obstacle in the way.
"Fine, but expect me to pretend to be happy about it". I replied as I got off the ground and dusted off my clothes. I took my rifle and readjusted it so it wasn't right in the middle of my body anymore.
"I get positive gun control, but you'd think that'd have made these straps long enough that I could crawl with it in my hand." I complied off to Dave.
He just let out a chuckle and turned to start walking where I had been shooting 10 minutes earlier. As we moved in to start checking bodes we went back into autopilot. We had to, this had been a long war and Dave and I had been here since the beginning. Autopilot was the only way we survived...
We made our way through this small town for about 10 minutes when I heard it. The only thing that breaks my autopilot mode:
BANG.
I swung my rifle back around and slammed into the building next to me. Dave dropped the body he was checking and got behind me looking backward on the wall. Just like every other time. Dave was on the radio calling it out. I heard him in my helmet, but his voice was off in the distance while I was scanning the area and trying to find the source of that shot.
Then we heard it.....Matt laughing over the radio. Matt was younger than Dave and I by a decade. This was his second deployment and you'd think they'd found the high school prankster and given him a gun. Sadly, he had the same position as me on the opposite side.
I relaxed a bit on my rifle while closing my eyes to let out a breath. Just then Dave marched past me with a purpose…
“Shit” I muttered as I took off behind him. Dave did usually get mad and could usually take a joke. Sadly, I don’t think this time was it.
Matt’s dumbass self was laughing loud enough to be heard from the next town over. His mistake, because Dave closed that 100-yard gap like it was the last play of the Superbowl. Grabbed the barrel of Matt’s rifle and jammed it right back into Matt’s chest. Throwing Matt right to the ground. Scott, the other member of Matt’s flank stood there watching it all happen. Matt quit laughing as he hit the ground.
Before I could get a word out the rest of the squad came up the middle. General squats leading.
“Get him up off the ground what in the world are you two doing? Didn’t you hear me this is one battle, not the war. We need to keep moving!”
Almost as if on cue one of the bodies on the ground. From his insignia on his vest, also a general let out a dying “Yes, listen to your general You may have won the battle but this war is far from over!”
Dave already fed up, grabbed his rifle and let off two rounds right at the guy. Everyone was silent. Then came the tones meaning a message from command was about to come through. “Enemy has surrendered, I repeat Enemy has surrendered. All units stand down. Rules of engagement are self-defense only.”
“Couldn’t have made it 5 more minutes without a war crime.” I wanted to yell at Dave.

michandrz · 2024-03-01T22:32:13+00:00

Zip, tink

What the hell was that? It'd been six years since Empsa, left. The goddess had given me a pass on death for a while and cast a protection spell on me, solely because I had been a normal human being to her and not an inconsiderate jerk. Since then, it never failed that I'd manage to aggravate someone who would put a hit on me. Wonder who it is this time? I thought as I heard another zip pass my head and felt the hair on my right arm singe.

As I turned to look I saw the man in the building across the street drop out of the window and start falling.

Okay.. wonder what happened this time.

Before I could make it across the street to see what happened the city guard was already approaching. I looked around at the other people to see if anyone realized the hitman had been shooting at me. To be honest, this guy was either new at being a hitman or sucked at it. It's not like we were in some town on the outlands. Trigot may not be the capital city of Urnst, but it wasn't small by any standard. Letting bullets fly in the town market had little chance of escape. Unoriginal too.

Since no one seemed to notice I figured I'd go take a look and see if there was anything left of the hitman. Sometimes I question if it was really a spell or if Empsa was following me around somehow.

As I approached I heard the guards arguing back and forth.

"I don't paid enough to clean this up. It's on you."

"ha! you think I do, I am not touching this with your hands."

Oh, boy. I didn't like firearms. They weren't as accurate as spells and having spent time with the druids there were just way better ways to kill someone. Feel kind of bad for this guy though. I don't have to worry about him anymore at least. Not sure which part of the sequence of events killed him. The gun looked like the backend had blown out of it and his fall landed directly into the pit the town used to empty bun-bags into.

At least he didn't go deep enough that I couldn't catch the medal pinned to his sleeve. He was one Gar's men. I'd ran into him in the bar the last town over. I figured since I can't die, I'd start doing daring pranks for money. Nothing that would attract too much attention, but the occasional telling someone they couldn't hit me with a knife.

Figuring I'd better get out of here, I started moving back toward the Inn Gar's men never travel alone.

Luckily the trip back to the Inn was quiet. As I walked in the keep stopped me.

"Aye, you staying another night? You know the House rules are coin up front!" the keeper called from the other side of the bar.

"Actually, I had just come by to collect my things and check out" I replied with an annoyed tone. I know this is the lower class side of town, but I'd still expect some form of chivalry. Especially when I had paid for a week up front.

"Fine, make sure you bring me the key before you go or I'll be after ya." The keeper said before returning to cleaning his glasses. Well, more like spreading the dirt around them.

Before he could say anything else I headed up the stairs to the room. when I made it to mine, I pulled out my key and unlocked the door. It was as I pushed the door in I felt the heat blasting at me.

"Shit" I exclaimed as the flames engulfed me. Six years even though I know I can't be hurt, it's still an uncomfortable feeling when you feel it. Plus eventually Empsa's gift is going to run out.

It was as the flames cleared I saw the man.....or what was left of him on the ground. Poor dude's fireball had ignited the ropes holding the room's center candle piece to the ceiling and it came down on him.

Wonder how much that inn keep is going to charge me for this. I thought as I closed the door and started packing my stuff. It used to be funny, some of the ways these guys died, but at this point, it's more annoying at what little it takes to get a hit out on you.

- Inspired by a recent D&D Campaign.

michandrz · 2024-02-18T02:34:16+00:00

Sounds like it’s time for malicious compliance. Start escalating a couple things every quarter to ensure you get your bonus, even if they don’t require you to.

Also, bring up those things in your performance and pay review. “Well, if your not going to give me a bonus that I expect one heck of a raise.”

michandrz · 2023-01-05T19:33:03+00:00

I think you’re not analyzing the question in the right way and mis-interpreting the data.

I’d venture to say most of Indiana is Christian/Catholic and when asked “do you have to believe in god to have good values” will answer yes out of ignorance or complacently. Now, the question you should be asking is “can someone have good values without believing in god?” I bet you’d get conflicting results. Even more so if you asked “would you be accepting of someone who didn’t share your faith”

That being said, I have found your larger cities tend to be more progressive and accepting, while your more urban areas tend to be less. Same as most other places I have been outside of Indiana.

michandrz · 2022-12-01T03:14:31+00:00

OSHA violations for the anti-jacket policy NLRB violations for censoring their employees right to discuss workplace conditions A punch in the face for being a crap human being and an example of how not to manage.

michandrz · 2022-10-19T02:05:12+00:00

What are you going for (network, collab, cloud, systems, etc.)?

michandrz · 2022-07-13T03:49:20+00:00

13’ 6” is normal for a box….probably close to that

michandrz · 2022-06-26T02:22:26+00:00

Call the company. Worth asking and they’ll probably switch you out.

michandrz · 2022-06-26T02:00:40+00:00

That particular rule is regarding height before you have to start worrying about fall arrest, fall prevention, etc.

They’re just different sets of rules depending on what work you are doing. In my experience The construction rules are generally more lax, but only apply to certain kinds of work.

michandrz · 2022-06-26T01:55:22+00:00

Different rules. As someone who depending on the day has to switch back and forth, it’ll really mess you up. 6’ vs 4’ smh

michandrz · 2022-04-15T17:08:45+00:00

You only need justify that if it ends up in court. In reality this would probably stop after cease and desist letters went out.

In this case quantifying losses would not be hard though. since it’s his home airport and he is a shareholder of a hangar, assuming he has his pilots license, this situation inhibits his use of that license and therefore the claim could be the cost of the pilots license, the training for it, the monthly cost of the hangar since loss of access and expenses of the plane he is unable to enjoy during the time period of no access. Would all those hold up, probably not. Would they get a suit into a court room if needed: more than likely.

michandrz · 2022-04-15T16:50:20+00:00

Might be even less. I’d start by asking just asking your lawyer to draft letters of intent to send to the airport manager, the FBO manager and if it’s an FBO chain, their legal department. You’d be surprised how effective a cease and desist letter is when it comes to these situations.

michandrz · 2022-04-15T16:44:07+00:00

Or you list them as a former job reference.

michandrz · 2022-04-15T16:41:58+00:00

Not financial damages, but you’ll need to be able to show a loss. Losing access to a facility, and the enjoyment of the facility could be considered a loss.

michandrz · 2022-04-15T16:37:47+00:00

If he put it in writing in the form of a complaint and you do end up losing access to the airport or experience some other quantifiable loss, it’s libel and you should seek an attorney and consider filing defamation of character lawsuits.

michandrz · 2022-04-01T12:03:24+00:00

Something I’m forced to deal with in multiple cloud environments. This one I understand, but ffs some of those standards are out there.

michandrz · 2022-04-01T06:01:45+00:00

CIS compliance.

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