Magnus did nothing wrong and Russ has fleas.
Magnus did nothing wrong and Russ has fleas.
On the one hand, sure I guess?
But see also, “Y, the Last Man” for why being literally the last man on earth isn’t all it’s cracked up to be, or Five from “The Umbrella Academy” for an object lesson in why being alone for decades in a post-apocalyptic hellscape isn’t the best thing for your mental health.
If you haven’t played StS: Downfall yet you should.
I barely remember that show. Was that his character’s name?
I’ve always thought the name Buchanan sounded… Not cool per se but… Atmospheric? Like it could only belong to one of those old-money families up to their eyeballs in secret societies and mystery.
That episode hits so hard if you think of the idea that Picard sacrificed basically everything for his career. He never married, never had a family or settled down on some backwater planet.
And then for a lifetime - in 27 minutes - he did. He got to have the life he never got to have.
It just. My soul hurts for him. I still don’t know if it’s sad or beautiful or both but that episode tears my heart out every time.
I often had to pause during episodes of Violet Evergarden. My wife always knew when I was watching it because I would be a complete mess every single episode. I finished the show but some episodes I could not take in one go.
I have wanted to play in a game of this since I first heard about it, but I’ve never managed to find a group for it.
I learned to play Fluxx from Andy Loony years ago. Awesome guy, funny as hell. Now I wanna find my old decks…
Edit: You ever make any Fluxx Blanks?
I’ve often thought that I am.
I find that I understand most of the things when I sit down and do a lesson or exercise, but the problem I have is that I don’t stick with it. The gulf between where I am and what constitutes useful programming feels insurmountable, and it drains the motivation right out of me until I wander off and forget all about it.
I literally wish I had the ability to practice.
That’s really what all my other answers to this come down to. I would love to write better, be a better woodworker, play music, learn languages, learn programming languages, etc. But my mind just… slides right off it. I can’t bring myself to put in the time necessary to cultivate literally any skill.
Plenty of people vote how their parents did; that’s just how values work.
Plenty of people vote against how their parents did; that’s just how having your own identity works.
Plenty of people vote who think critically about nothing despite their so-vaunted capacity to; those people are idiots, but we don’t require them not to be. And really, most of our politicians could use some lessons in empathy, technically capable or not.
None is a reason for denying suffrage.
And nobody should have to struggle to survive; that’s a failure of modern society. And again, it’s not something we require old people to be tested for; silver spoon trust fund kids who will never know what “struggle” means aren’t kept from voting.
We don’t require old people to justify their votes. They don’t have to be rational enough, empathetic enough, or anything else enough. Old people can vote by rolling dice and nobody will stop them.
Young people are people and deserving of rights, including but not limited to the vote. There is no stupid thing a young person could do with their vote that old people don’t already do and we don’t require them not to in order to keep their vote.
Saw a video once of a woman in stiletto heels stepping on a kitten. If there was one thing I could erase from my brain it would be that.
I still get the “fuck yeah” every time I hear that speech.
Have we reached an age of the Internet where people don’t know what DDR is anymore??
I’m not that young anymore but I put more hours into Planetside 2 than is even reasonable for how fucking bad I am at it.
If you haven’t already, you should read “I’ve Been Killing Slimes for 300 Years and Accidentally Maxed Out My Level.”
That’s going on my wish list.
I used to do Renaissance Faires.
“Wild Mountain Thyme” was the song the entire cast sang together at the end of each day, my first year.
It hits me like a truck every time.