I’m a fan of the rock that slightly blurs into a talon, but I also can’t sleep on the hammer that looks like it has a particularly knobbly pair of pliers shoved up its bottom.
I definitely had a keyboard for my Dreamcast. It was my first internet enabled console, as well as my first exposure to online gaming with strangers (previously I had only done direct TCP/IP connections with friends on games like Diablo 1 and Starcraft). Phantasy Star Online was so damn addictive.
There were two (firmware?) releases of the Dreamcast keyboard. The first release would allow TWO KEYBOARDS to be used with the game. The later release keyboard would only allow a single keyboard to be active at a time. It was a lot of fun yelling at your teammate to type faster, which of course made both players more flustered and do poorly.
I learned how to type with this, at the age of 22 as a full time software engineer! I never knew how to touch type, but then I somehow landed a software engineering job. I figured I needed to learn, so I downloaded this and played it so much. Good times.
I literally just emailed my local parks and rec because they built a park immediately behind my once peaceful house.
I begged them to stop leaf blowing every single day. There arent even any trees. They are just out there every day blowing the grass. Usually before 7am.
The response I got was basically "sit and spin. If you don't like it, call the cops, but they are city too so they won't do anything."
They promised complete privacy hedges when they announced the park.
They put in 7 immature trees along a half mile of fenceline.
Neighbors have been calling cops non stop about the illegal activity at night. They showed up once to harass the neighbors and ignore the people in the park.
It's all been a big ol fuck you to the homeowners.
Edit: And for the record, I'm not even a homeowner.
I can't afford a home to own.
My neighbors all own.
I rent.
So I'm cut off at the knees when it comes to actually approaching the city.
Go out there and talk to them while they are working. Be a fucking nuisance with your questions about their personal life, the blowers they have, the amount of fuel they use, what blower you’d recommend. Constantly say what or huh. After each conversation, ask them what time they are coming back and say see you then. It’s most likely a ‘busy’ task to keep their boss off their back…
Some calamity wipes out most of humanity and hundreds of years later, historians are puzzled by the funny McDonald’s marquee message some kid arranged as he was flipping off his manager.
There are non-binary people who still believe genders can suit others, and even be played with as forms of role play …and there are also examples of null states, such as nullos and asexuals…
…so non-binary doesn’t necessarily make a new binary if they still believe gender is fine for others, or as a role play.
A better way to think about it might be as a gender spectrum or quadratic continuum of varied characteristics and overlapping body forms and sexual preferences/behaviour.
Gross. Boomer is like a known cringe thing. This is just some tool. Who gives a shit how old someone is using it? Giving it “boomer” vibes is just a low energy joke.
I know i come to shitpost subs for the bombastic, high energy, illuminating content
wait til you grow up and come to understand that people sometimes have to talk about things BECAUSE they’re fucking cringe and that that, indeed, has been the entire point of the “boomer” meme - THAT BOOMER BEHAVIOUR IS CRINGE - from the beginning. The whole fucking point of it.
and anyway bitching shit is low energy is itself pretty fuckin low energy; i mean it’s responding on the right level which is good, but then you break it by turning it into an insult. You want your energy higher, get a coffee and bring it.
You are being watched. The government has a secret system, a machine that spies on you every hour of every day. I know because I built it. I designed the machine to detect acts of terror, but it sees everything. Violent crimes involving ordinary people, people like you. Crimes the government considered irrelevant. They wouldn’t act, so I decided I would. But I needed a partner, someone with the skills to intervene. Hunted by the authorities, we work in secret. You’ll never find us. But victim or perpetrator, if your number’s up, we’ll find you.
It’s fact. Submission to authority and being able to keep two versions of the truth in harmony without realizing you’re even doing it is highly marketable to them.
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