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Just zis guy, you know? TTRPG enthusiast, blogger at https://ccxp.info, Sword World 2.5 Wiki maintainer at http://sw25.wikidot.com and http://sw20larp.wikidot.com, and as tall as three very large apples.
I remember the first video game I ever played: Space Wars, just outside a canvas tent on a chilly gray day at the Tulsa State Fair, in 1978. I also played Space Invaders and Night Driver. Wheedled a couple bucks out of Mom and she was appalled at how fast it disappeared. Little did she know.
Well, the *worst* that could happen is a retaliatory nuke going off in New York Harbor and/or San Francisco Bay 20 years from now. But lifelong terrorists never rise from the ashes of a humiliated state. Right?
Why does he look badly blue-screened in
Enjoy your 11 a.m. sunrises!
My schoolteacher wife and I (a university IT pro) both paid hundreds in federal and state tax.
Admittedly it was about 30% less than we paid last year. But it still sucked donkey balls.
In a 32-bit world, you're a two-bit user. You got your own newsgroup, alt.total.loser.
I'm thinking of starting a company which provides all-natural products wholesale to businesses. I'll call it "BizNatch."
Take me down to Paraphrase City, where it's nice.
The Pocket RPG Review Roundup continues, with Mini Myth and Pocket World of Dungeons. Come check out some more mini-reviews of mini-RPG's. ccxp.info/pocket-ttrpg...
Busy searching Google Earth for Big Rock Candy Mountain.
*American flipping through Bible* I just KNOW "Only take care of yourself, your neighbors are on their own" is in here SOMEwhere ...
The government now has to refund the illegal tariffs they took back to the importers.
Those of us who've paid the importers' huge fees during this period, of course, get nothing.
"We claim to work with the most vulnerable populations, but like everyone else, they won’t understand our opaque messaging. It’s not really for them, though, is it? It’s for our peers in conference breakout sessions. It’s for making our old classmates at Wesleyan jealous."
If you're not lead dog, the view never changes.
But if you ARE lead dog, you don't get to stare at butts all day long.
So, priorities.
The existence of Hyperborea posits the existence of a Hypoborea
"Angels and Demons" is just the Monty Python sketch "The Bishop" padded out to two hours. "We was ... too late! Cardinal Guidera took a ... dirt nap."
Happy Yorse of the Horse
If I were driving in the video game Frogger, I'd probably at least slow down if I were confronted by a frog the size of my ENTIRE CAR.
Once, Albert Einstein was so preoccupied thinking about a theorem that he left his house and got halfway to the street before he realized he wasn't wearing pants.
Me age 15, first hearing this story: Ha, what a weirdo!
Me now: Kinda surprised that hasn't happened to me already, to be honest
Ah, so Hard Wired Island then.
Running some of my (entirely hand-typed) game reviews through an AI detector has shown that I'm anywhere between 2.7% and 99% robot.
This does not compute.
I cultivated the soul of a poet in my youth, in hopes that people would see past my somewhat oddly shaped exterior and fall in love with the person within.
What I discovered instead is that nobody likes poets.
I made a joke about RFK Jr's toilet seat on Facebook and now I'm restricted for a month for "condoning drug use."
I believe in the essential goodness of all people.
Except on the internet, where everyone is a giant bastard.
If anybody out there needs a date for Valentine's Day, it's February 14.
You're welcome.
So we should all snort coke off public toilet seats to stay healthy. Got it!
The English version of Nobi Nobi will finally add the Cyberpunk and Steampunk sets, which made me pump my fist victoriously in an empty room.
(I like NN quite a bit, to the point where I wrote a whole review of it on BGG: boardgamegeek.com/thread/35692...)
I honestly cannot stop thinking of that one lady who chides people for spending months to write one book when she can churn out hundreds of AI books in the same frame. She just squats in my consciousness like a gargoyle, or some museum piece that I circle wide-eyed in wonder.
Two things I need to have happen in Doomsday:
1. The Johnny/Spidey frenemy-bromance.
2. Doom's face scarred to all fuck due to his pride and arrogance.
Anything else is negotiable.