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It’s fairly common right now, too.

They don’t block the wind so much as funnel it down the streets between them. But I don’t think NYC gets as windy as Chicago. There’s a reason it’s called “the windy city.”

Excuse me, you dropped this: \

Seabugs are okay. It’s the land ones that are nasty.

Literally anything. Even the things I still have that use AA and AAA batteries (of which the newest things are my VR controllers which is so stupid…), I have rechargeable lithium ion AAs and AAAs for so I don’t have to constantly buy batteries.

As a kid, tho, I loved 9volts because they had the best connectors. I could take a little battery powered motor apart, glue it to some legos and use it to make machines that moved or did stuff. I almost killed myself once wondering what would happen if I took the cord from a busted fan, wired it to the 9volt battery motor and the plugged the cord into the wall outlet.

It blew up the motor and started a fire. 🤣

Find someone you know who smokes weed and ask them to hook you up with a dealer. Become friends with them. Smoke at their house.

That’s how it worked for me, when I was a teenager, anyway.

I’ve only ever seen it grilled. Either in a skillet or on an actual grill for BBQ with a little bit of oil. Though, I have never even had the cheese myself. I’ve wanted to try it ever since I first heard about it and the way it doesn’t melt.

I wish the logic was more like a real store (some roguelikes do this so it’s not even a new concept) so you can grab whatever you want and it’s only stealing if you try to exit the store without paying.

I live in the city now after years of living in the country, and I definitely wanna go back to the country. The only good thing about the city is that I can just walk across the street for groceries which are way more expensive here than where I moved from. City has more pests, too. Once in a while I’d see a field mouse get into the kitchen when I was living in the sticks. In the city, cockroaches and big fat fucking rats all the time, everywhere, the minute the sun goes down. It’s gross.

It’s really easy if you simply buy a ton of them all at once and just keep them in a cupboard or something.

It’s just missing everything from above the shoulders.

I know I am normally recognizable, but currently if someone doesn’t have display names or avatars visible they probably won’t know who I am on this account since it’s my old username, from Reddit.

Having a pfp greatly increases my recognition of other users. So you’re already proving more recognizable than most users who have none.

I feel I have a better understanding of written words than film. All my education taught was how to recognize things in literature; not any kind of visual medium. If a director of a movie uses a subtle visual element as a metaphor, I am probably not going to recognize it as such, compared to a similar metaphor used in a book, through text.

Kyle Katarn

The only person I purposely annoy is my sister, and by just being extremely facetious if there is any ambiguity in the words she chose when telling me something.

Her: “So I made mash potatoes today…”

Me: “You made mobile army surgical hospital potatoes? That sounds unpleasant.”

I want this. Just build my main personal rig and a couple dedicated game servers into a single box. That would be rad as fuck. Especially if the box itself was climate controlled. Fuck, man… Maybe I’d just live in the box.

Playing Jeopardy and every time I go against my first impulse, I get it wrong. I always end up tricking myself thinking “surely, it’s not that obvious.” But it is always that obvious. 🤦‍♂️

My super pious, straight edge run of KCD2 was ruined when I ended up taking a side quest that ultimately led to having unavoidable sex. Even straight up saying “no thanks” still led to fucking. 😩

Love the game but the amount of pigeon-holing is insane.

My brain turned the onomatopoeia into the opening percussion sounds from Down Under by Men At Work.