Search engineer jobs
2025.01.19 18:48 yayaya14 Search engineer jobs
Hi,
recently I saw a job description of "Search engineer" position. They mention java/frameworks knowledge and the same time experence with elastic/lucene. From what I understand from blog they use elasticsearch as a seach engine. But what java devs do in this setup - is it support of ES cluster (something like sysadmin job) or what kind of development is done?
Thanks.
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2025.01.19 18:48 login_nathans Is this a good upgrade or should he save?
I have a friend about to upgrade his PC, but I'm not to sure if he's spending too much or not. He's currently got a i7-13700F and a RTX 3060 (8GB), and he plans to get a RTX 4070 SUPER (12GB). He plays in 1440p with two monitors, and says he keeps getting VRAM crashes in Marvel Rivals and other similar games. Any opinions or suggestions would greatly help me and him out! :D
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2025.01.19 18:48 ihnsn Mx3
 | Finally got everything fixed. It’s upgrade time. Any suggestions? submitted by ihnsn to Talaria [link] [comments] |
2025.01.19 18:48 JessieMoonJelly Got tiktok back with this message:
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2025.01.19 18:47 blahimdaisy Dad possibly cheating on mom
So my brother saw that my dad was dming a girl the other day because her message popped up when my dad was showing him something on his phone. It was about meeting her somewhere that afternoon.
I asked him who he was going to meet and he just brushed it off and said it was a business meeting. I followed his location and he was at a local coffee shop with a woman.
I checked his dms on his computer while he was out and he was deleting them as the conversation went on. I saw stuff about him asking her to pick him up at the end of our street.
The only other place her name pops up is on his computer as he was helping her with her divorce settlements a few years ago… aka she’s a divorced younger mom. And my mom doesn’t follow this woman on instagram.
What do I do? How do I tell my dad that we know without fully accusing him of cheating even though I’m pretty sure it is, even if it’s an emotional affair. Help!!!
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2025.01.19 18:47 Smartkoolaid Reaper not playing audio track unless highlighted
We have an audio track and play back works if its highlighted - however clicking away and pressing play it will just mute the sound file. The wave forms seem to disappear or get dark/small when clicking away.
The first half of the track works as normal.. Is there maybe some mute but that mightve gotten pressed
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2025.01.19 18:47 Desperate_Inside_321 filament stops coming out when printing
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2025.01.19 18:47 Timeflying_ My best attempt at connecting Theodosius I of the Roman Emperor to Alfred the Great
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2025.01.19 18:47 UnicornWitch133 McDonald's Can Fuck Off
I work McDonald's, but I use the word lightly because they hardly give me ten hours a week. This is a franchisee restaurant, so they can pretty much make their own rules about how many hours people get. Anyway, today, I walked into work because I can't drive. It's a 45 minute walk, and it was snowing. Might I add, I'm on the mend from a nasty cold I had. I get there, and the shift lead immediately tells me that she has to send me home because they weren't busy. What? Why didn't they call me? My number was on file. I had to walk there in the snow with my head clogged just so they could tell me that they didn't need me there? What the fuck? I wanna just not go back, but I don't have anything else right now. I'm trying to find a job, and have an interview set up. I just...that's so awful. I feel so shitty, and fucking angry. That's pretty much it. I'm just so done with it. That McDonald's can go fuck itself.
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2025.01.19 18:47 GrowthFrequent4932 advice?
lads I hate to ask this but has CBT therapy not worked for anyone? I've been to numerous sessions over the last year and I'm feeling worse than ever with no end in sight to feeling like this. Drs had me on numerous different types of medications and i know they make you worse before they make you better but I'm starting to loose the will to live and I've genuinely lost all hope of having a happy life. feeling very burned out right now and each time I go back to the Dr they stick me on a week's diazepam and send me on my way. I just feel like when I do CBT I'll build up great rapport with the people who are seeing me but it just drags up memories that make me feel 100x worse by the end of the session. any tips? I have a decent social life and I exercise regularly and play sport twice a week. but I'm genuinely not enjoying anything at the moment.
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2025.01.19 18:47 Carbon_Sixx An Evil Long Forgotten (Prelude)
 | To all that it may concern, The myths lied to us. They told us that the terrors of the Shamanistic Era were long gone, never to return. They said that we had nothing to fear anymore. They convinced us all that the evil men of prehistory were just a story our parents told us to get us to behave. I do not want to believe it, but no matter how ingrained my disbelief, I cannot deny the evidence before me. The Vashar live, and they are every bit as monstrous as we believed. We all thought them extinct, wiped out by the First Martyr eons ago, if they even existed at all. But there was always that dogged little voice at the back of our minds that wanted to know what really happened to the Vashar. And that voice was right: they were too evil to truly die that day. The vilest culture in magical history slinked back into the shadows, to a realm so distant that none would find it. I am not an anthropologist, or even an archaeomancer. I am just an explorer, wandering the southern frontier of the realms, looking for anything worth noting. Yet in my travels, I heard tales of entire towns vanishing overnight, of monsters that wore the shape of men, and a hidden realm forsaken by history. I drove deeper, chasing these tales across the wilds until my curiosity uncovered something that should have stayed buried. In the windswept wastes of the far south, I found the lost realm of the Vashar, and the twisted nation they have built for themselves. I observed the Vashar from a secluded cavern grotto in a neighboring realm to avoid detection, filling in the gaps in my knowledge with testimony from former slaves that managed to escape that dreadful place and carve out a life on the frontier. Using these methods, I was able to piece together a partial history of our ancestors' long-forgotten enemies. No being is born evil. So it was with the Vashar after the man that would become Zaphkiel the Watcher nearly wiped their nascent civilization from existence. The survivors were changed by the experience, forced to confront their own moral failings even as their former prey circled in for the kill. For years, they fled south through natural portals across the realms, forsaking all of the evil that had led them down this road. When they could run no more, they came to a great plateau at the edge of the Material Plane, unknown to mortals and gods alike. There, the Vashar started anew, trying to atone for their ancestral sins. Years turned to centuries turned to millennia, and the Vashar grew in parallel with the magical world. They developed a rich culture and magical traditions, just like our predecessors did. But in the twilight years of the First Golden Era, something about them broke. I cannot say for certain what happened. Maybe a new generation of Vasharans grew resentful of their exile. Maybe they stumbled across the forbidden magic of their forbearers. Maybe it was the will of the dark gods they now worship. All that we know is this: the Vashar turned their backs on redemption, swore eternal oaths of vengeance against the gods and magekind, and sunk further into depravity than ever before. Now, they are children of the Ruinous Powers of Chaos. At first glance, Vasharans seem to be normal humans, generally with fair skin and black hair. In fact, they would be indistinguishable from ordinary people, were it not for certain aspects and behaviors that give them away immediately. Once, Vasharans had a storied tradition of marking their possessions and bodies with cultural symbols, commemorating the deeds and values of an individual with sacred script and tattoos. Now, they use their skin and belongings as a living altar to Chaos, inscribing their belongings with blasphemous glyphs, tattooing or scarring themselves with words in the Dark Tongue, and etching infernal runes onto their wargear. Minor mutations are widespread, and their bearers display them with pride, for they are a mark of the Dark Gods' favor. Despite these practices, it's easy to imagine Vasharan infiltrators blending in with another magical community to accomplish their malign agenda. A Vasharan warband. (Art Credit: Adrian Smith) Thanks to the touch of the Dark Gods, the Vashar have progressed technologically, but not socially. While their dark magic is equal to our own, modern Vasharans are the same depraved, violent creatures their distant ancestors were. Fathomless evil seems to be an endemic trait among the Vashar, while basic empathy is an alien concept to them. This tragic state of affairs mercifully limits some of their capacity for evil. They generally treat prisoners as they would the rest of their plunder, rather than ransoming them or using them as leverage. They simply cannot comprehend the bonds of friendship that make ordinary people come running to their rescue. Similarly, Vasharans do not understand love as we know it. They only have children to maintain or replenish their numbers, and seem to consider the duties of parenthood irritating. Couples break apart when their child is born, and abandon their offspring once they can care for themselves. Vasharan children survive by their wits, the nascent whispers of Chaos, and any adults who believe they will be useful to their ambitions somehow. I don't want to imagine what happens to the ones too good-hearted to submit to that darkness. There are few taboos in Vasharan society, and any deed is permitted in the pursuit of power. And with almost no emotional bonds to speak of, there is nothing stopping them from openly killing their rivals. Indeed, I believe the only thing keeping their ambitions in check is this prodigious murder rate. A common and exceedingly gruesome Vasharan fashion statement involves wearing clothing and jewelry made from the skin and bones of a slain enemy, to remind their rivals that a similar fate awaits them should they attempt to betray the wearer. For a Vasharan to live past their forties, they must possess incredible cunning. Only the desperate try to kill their elders, for the upper echelons of Vasharan society are even more cutthroat than the lower ones. As in prehistory, they are ruled by a circle of elder dark mages, democratically elected by the populace based on merit. I was shocked to learn this, but I doubt Vasharan society would suffer an autocratic ruler outside of wartime. They would immediately dismember anyone who named themselves as such for daring to interfere with their ambitions. The only common thread holding the Vashar together is their hatred of the divine. I know many wizards consider the gods unworthy of praise (myself included), but this contempt is nothing compared to the unholy spite the average Vasharan feels at any given moment. They hate the very concept of the divine, wishing to set the heavens themselves ablaze while the Ruinous Powers- the "true gods"- watch on and laugh. To further this goal and curry favor with those Warp-spawned horrors, the Vashar organize raids into frontier realms. Their aim is to kill any that resist, loot anything and anyone they find, and despoil the leftovers. Once home, they use their material plunder for their own comfort, and use their captives as slaves or sacrifices. In return for these cruel displays of superiority, the Pantheon rewards the Vashar with boons: unnatural strength, corrupt lore, and bizarre yet useful mutations. The Star of Chaos, a common motif in Vasharan culture. Yet as always, it gets worse. Truly ruthless Vasharans walk something known as the Path to Glory, committing progressively more despicable acts designed to curry the fickle favor of one or all of the Dark Gods. Khornate warlords commit butchery on a scale beyond simple genocide, staining whole realms red with gore. Nurglite plaguecasters concoct toxins and plagues that draw kingdoms into the putrid, stagnant embrace of the Grandfather. Tzeentchian magisters plot the complete dissolution of reason and reality into a sea of arcane madness. And Slaaneshi champions inflict appalling extremes of ecstasy and suffering upon whole worlds. Should a Vasharn's vile deeds reach a crescendo before they die or fall out of favor, they can expect to be recast in their patron's image as a daemon prince. Fueled by a splinter of the Ruinous Powers' might, these dreadful beings lead their people in their war against the entire multiverse. Fortunately, Vashar daemon princes are vanishingly rare, and almost always depart for the Realm of Chaos soon after apotheosis to serve their masters directly. After what I have seen here, I don't believe I will ever be the same. How could anyone, after seeing Vasharans walk past a freshly-beheaded corpse on the street, as if it were the most natural thing in the world? I am divided. Most of me wants to reject the Vashar altogether; to pretend none of this exists and run screaming back into the comforting embrace of the known realms like a child from a haunted house. But the righteousness in my soul will not let me forget, not until I rally magekind against these monsters. Then there are the other parts of me that I cannot understand. I feel sorry for how the Vashar have suffered as slaves to darkness, and I mourn for what Chaos has denied them. I am also curious, longing to understand what could make a strong and dignified culture like the Vashar sink so far into corruption. Perhaps that knowledge could save us someday. And beneath it all, there is an ancient voice asking me what it would be like to join them in their abhorrent dance, if only for a moment. I know it is the voice of the Ruinous Powers, an all-consuming hunger that must be denied at all times, lest it drag me into damnation. Even as I write this, hidden in the grotto from which I have scryed the Vasharan realm over the past few weeks, I feel a sense of foreboding. I see no evidence of them planning anything, yet I can feel tension in the air, as if something eons in the making is about to begin anew. I am the first outsider to possess a substantial understanding of the Vashar in hundreds of thousands of years. That means I have a duty to warn the realms about these monsters before they move against us. If they know I am watching, the slaves of Ruin will no doubt hunt me down and inflict unspeakable torments upon me. That cannot happen. No matter how earth-shattering these truths, they must be told. I am heading north back to civilization immediately, via the most circuitous route I can use to throw off any unseen pursuers. The Vashar must not be allowed to remain in the shadows. One final thing: I took the photo below in the deepest chamber of my cavern hideout. It's some manner of cave painting, depicting a large worm bearing the mark of Nurgle accepting tribute from mortals. Divination indicates it was left there by a Vasharan raiding party some five thousand years ago, perhaps to record some dark dream sent by their gods. I don't know what it means, but it unnerves me greatly. I haven't been able to stop thinking about the painting since I laid eyes upon it. In any case, it's an unwholesome thing, and I dare not dwell upon it too long lest I become obsessed with it. The painting in question. Final entry from the journal of Morvan Alkinex, Wizard Council archivist. Upon his return from the southern frontier, Alkinex displayed signs of PTSD and paranoia after witnessing the Vasharans' cruelty for almost a month straight. His testimony is to be considered genuine, and he is currently in recovery with the Council's best enchanters.submitted by Carbon_Sixx to wizardposting [link] [comments] |
2025.01.19 18:47 Plane_Mine_3641 BNA to possibly become Donald Trump International
 | How’s everyone feeling about this? I for one am not happy. Music City should have a music city name— how about Dolly International? submitted by Plane_Mine_3641 to nashville [link] [comments] |
2025.01.19 18:47 koopaflower Has anyone noticed the "AI generated" tag in the corner of images?
Here's one
Has this always been there? I'm aware of AI images on Pinterest, just wondering during if this is a new feature
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2025.01.19 18:47 tomofswindon instrumental Erasure tracks
 | Hi - I love Erasure instrumentals, so I’m trying to compile a playlist of all their instrumental tracks - whether on albums, b-sides or bonus tracks. (I’m not including dub remixes - there are dozens of them!) Here are the 10 instrumentals I’ve found so far. Which ones am I missing? As you can probably tell, I only know as far as Loveboat: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5BJZh72ZbwB9pQfEFqMHGq Thanks - Tom https://preview.redd.it/yyzljk0sxzde1.jpg?width=596&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=162c46fd23c5f48e578f96ef4094be6bfa14e719 https://preview.redd.it/he2lc5jtxzde1.jpg?width=640&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=ab03dfca8191368bbb37ab9f464841b2f1282383 https://preview.redd.it/y0of661vxzde1.jpg?width=1300&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=104af4cbf511e4da02d1f8da85f6cd14d2872f08 submitted by tomofswindon to ErasureMusic [link] [comments] |
2025.01.19 18:47 Zestyclose-Scratch31 In Harry Potter and The Order Of The Phoenix (2007), Fred and George show the audience exactly how intolerant old bitches should be treated. This is a reference to Just Kidding Rowling accidentally writing herself into the story.
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2025.01.19 18:47 sebtist How many pixel skirts are worth og selfcare set in TR server?
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2025.01.19 18:47 Own_Part_2256 He survived
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2025.01.19 18:47 beliromeu Opinions, recommendations?
(It might change in the future and I tried to put one from each artist)
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2025.01.19 18:47 Optimal-Yak-2855 Mephisto’s Wedding x Grape Walker Kush day 85 outdoor cold night temps
 | Wouldn’t recommend for outdoor with night temps in the 40s without a greenhouse. All have hermed but these 2 only threw a couple bananas I could pull off submitted by Optimal-Yak-2855 to MephHeads [link] [comments] |
2025.01.19 18:47 Ahsin71 Not a single store in Houston has gloves left!
Yeah, I get I’m being extra here, but I’m really hoping someone can share where I can cop a pair.
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2025.01.19 18:47 OldWeekend4431 Setting Up a Metal Fabrication Plant: Education and Career Dilemma
I’m currently in 12th grade, and my family runs a business that specializes in cutting mild steel (MS) and other metals into various sizes using machines (I can’t recall their names). My family wants me to pursue mechanical engineering for foundational knowledge, followed by metallurgy. While I’m not strong in science, I’m under family pressure and share their goal of setting up and refining a metal fabrication plant.
Considering the high demand and low supply in our area, this seems like a profitable venture. However, I’m unsure if pursuing these fields is the right path for me, given my academic strengths and whether they align with what’s required to succeed in this business.
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2025.01.19 18:47 Confident-Peanut-276 Ho appena finito di studiare 264 pagine, ma ne mancano 63, che faccio lascio?😭
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2025.01.19 18:47 stillinlab [Hiring] artist needed for a book cover
Budget up to $250 USD for the initial work, will pay more for commercial licence if I like the piece. Looking for an illustration for an urban fantasy/dark academia/murder mystery book I'm nearly finished drafting.
I'm a decent amateur artist and took a stab at doing it myself, so you'll have my piece as a reference/staring point, but I'm looking for a pro artist who can endow it with a lot of atmosphere through lighting, mood, etc.
Ideally, I'm hoping to hire somebody who is great at distinct, expressive faces and conveying atmosphere. I'm open to some stylization, especially of the background, but I don't want manga.
The project is totally SFW. It'll involve two characters and some background. Must be able to draw plus-sized characters (Believe it or not, this is the biggest hurdle I've faced in finding an artist). Thanks!
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2025.01.19 18:47 JealousAir9925 Ronaldinho 😭😭
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2025.01.19 18:47 Sharp_Zone_3125 I feel invalidated
I was strapping our 6 month old into her car seat and I noticed the car seat straps were twisted. I did kind of put the blame on my husband since he was the last one to use the car seat. I said “the car seat straps are twisted” and he responded with “they were like that when I put her in there”. Well, my first response was to think that he had left them twisted and not bothered to fix them. So I said “we need to make sure we untwist the straps because it’s not safe. Car seat safety is really important to me”. And he responded with “she’s fine”. He said he didn’t need me to lecture him on what to do. A lot of what I say is met with this kind of response. I just feel so invalidated. I feel so hopeless because this happens all the time, and I don’t feel like I should ever say anything or voice my opinion. He told me that I worry too much and that he’s not going to give me a good response any time he thinks I’m being irrational and worrying too much. I told him that I just want to feel heard but he doesn’t care. He thinks he’s doing me a favor by shutting down my worry. Am I in the wrong? I know I was wrong for initially placing the blame on him. Am I making a big deal out of this and should I just let it go when he tells me things like “you’re fine”? How do I deal with this situation in a good way and communicate my needs and listen to him without causing a fight?
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