I concede and withdraw my prior point.

Look at this guy, calling bullshit on Fleetwood Mac

I love that it generated the name “Juano.” That seems like a special kind of racist.

I would love a Metroid film, but one that takes its cues from Moon where Samus is basically alone, but she has some kind of JARVIS-like companion with which to speak. Just big, abandoned spaces, punctuated by action set pieces.

ngl, I’d lose it if his only line is a well-placed “well, eXcUsE mE, PrInCeSs!”

EDIT: I see that I am far from the only person to make this joke. Please accept my apologies for my lack of originality. For penance I shall spend an hour walking among ReDeads but not battling them.

I think they let their cat walk on the keyboard when it was set for Wingdings, iirc

From what I can tell. I did get much better battery results from doing RockBox after a factory reset. (Initially switched it over after having loaded my music onto the device; battery was no good and there were some weird quirks with the file system so I decided to fully reset the device, installed RB, then loaded my music. Noticeable difference!)

I got the itch to have a separate music player from my phone. Became very interested in the Innioasis Y1. It looks like a late model iPod nano (before they went touchscreen; it has the wheel). Bought it and then put the RockBox firmware on it (no simple task if you use Linux, let me tell you). I love it. It’s made me more intentional with my music. Plus I’m acquiring CDs and burning them to my laptop to transfer over to the Y1.

Reminds me of one of my favorite ways to eat vanilla ice cream: with olive oil and a bit of sea salt. I get a lot of grief for this, but I learned about it ages ago in an old Cracked (.com) article and it is really good.

Roman children yearned for them.

I always smother those IKEA meatballs in lingonberry jam. Delicious.

Also, I’ve heard of Lakota dishes that involve bison steaks drizzled with a blueberry reduction or compote. I’ve always wanted to try that.

They’ve been called out. Boyhowdy have they been called out. You can’t mention “Framework” on Mastodon without someone chiming in to tell you about all this and try and shame you into not considering a Framework machine. I think they have been sufficiently called out.

Oh man. I began using Linux a little over a year ago by installing Ubuntu (then switching to Mint) on old Macs–a 2011 iMac and a 2015 MacBook Pro. The MacBook had a logic board failure and I decided to grab a super cheap Lenovo IdeaPad from Costco a few months back. Getting a bootable USB for the first Mac was really the only challenge I ever had, otherwise the installs were extremely straightforward (especially when I went to Mint). But for the IdeaPad (which has a CoPilot key on the keyboard and was “optimized for Windows 11”), while there weren’t any real gymnastics involved, the process of removing Windows 11 took substantially longer than MacOS and I got the feeling that it was all the “AI” nonsense trying to avoid being deleted. It was clear that this laptop did NOT want something other than Windows on it.

Of course I was successful. And I managed to remap that Copilot key to bring up the Linux Mint menu when I hit it, as an extra layer of dominance.

One of my former co-workers (a science teacher) once told me of a “game” he and his friends “played” when they were growing up in the 1970s. It involved drawing a circle on the ground about the circumference of holding your arms out, then taking a bow and arrow, aiming it straight up, releasing said arrow, and standing still. If you crouched or left the circle, you lost.

Pretty sure he told me that at least one kid wound up with an arrow through the foot.

lol For a moment there I was thinking “I thought we were the Sailfish…”

One of my best friends smoked some shortly after my experience. They were transported to Jurassic Park and were screaming for the Baby Jesus to run from a triceratops. “Run baby Jesus, RUN!” stands as one of the funniest things I’ve ever heard someone yell.

Salvia is maybe the most dangerous drug for someone like me. I don’t like feeling altered, never really enjoyed my experiences with marijuana because I wanted it to be over after awhile. But salvia? Intense hallucination but it only lasts like 15 minutes? Sign me up.

Back when it was legal I smoked some. Once it hit, the world kinda wobbled like the glass on the building in the Matrix after the helicopter crashes. I was in an easy chair. All the shadows in the room were orange and yellow static and then my TV, which was off, expanded to indefinite size, turning the wall to my left into a black void. My chair lifted up, turned, and I flew into that black void, which was outer space. I had a BLAST. I was yelling and hooting as I blasted through the cosmos. Then I backed out, my chair settled back into my living room. I felt thirsty and so wanted to get a drink from the jug of Kool-aid I’d made that was in the fridge. I stood up and was like 12-feet tall or something. I remember feeling like I was reaching down into what felt like a doll house fridge to retrieve the jug. As I drank, I returned to normal size. The trip was over, no side effects.

I never did it again. I figured I’d had a good experience and didn’t want to risk it. I had friends who did it and they felt like their skin was an itchy suit and they tried to unzip themselves to get out of it. Nope.

I will never forget this rug-pull. Especially after spending HOURS playing the MGS2 demo once it came out. I hated the change at the time, but have come to appreciate it as time has passed. If for no other reason than it’s “Terence and Philip: Not Without My Anus” levels of trolling on Kojima’s part.

Raised evangelical.

EDIT: Was raised evangelical but was on the precipice of leaving that world, however I had accumulated a lot of credits at a different evangelical institution that would transfer and count toward my degree. But where I went to school (Palm Beach Atlantic University) was, at the time, a pretty relaxed school (in evangelical terms).

I was the guy that owned his own bowling balls (yes, plural) and shoes. In my twenties. Mostly because it was near impossible to find a ball that had the right weight and hole size.

But I have a story: I went to an Evangelical university in the early 2000s. Start of sophomore year they held a bowling tournament at the local alley. So me and two friends signed up. But we first went to the thrift store and bought cheap polyester suits and enormous aviator sunglasses, aiming for something out of the “Sabotage” music video. Our other friend decided to dress up like he was our “muscle” by wearing an outfit like you’d see in the background of the “Beat It” music video. We walked into the alley (which had not been updated since probably 1981, other than the scoring screens) and decided to take on personas like we owned the place, talking trash and generally acting like we existed in a different plane from everyone else. I kept an unlit cigarette in my mouth the whole time. I was the first of our team to bowl and, quite magically, I got a strike right out the gate.

All these church youth-group types were our competition. They had no idea how to deal with us. We won our match and then went to the bar, ordering Miller High Life and pretending we were regulars. Then the guy who held the event came up to us. Apparently drinking alcohol at a university sponsored event is a VERY serious no-no. Even though the official stance was that students of legal age were allowed to drink (at extremely moderate levels), alcohol was not allowed on campus nor, apparently, at events. Oops. Perhaps because we were having a good time they let it slide (I was also an RA at the time, which probably helped). Either way, we finished 3rd.