Another reason not to buy any Ubisoft game.

Yes, the one by Phil Tippett. It’s a stop motion movie. One of a kind.

Mad God and John Carpenter’s The Thing.

It’s a drumming video. How could anyone not find that super cool?! Besides that… are we at that stage, that sharing your passions or cool findings is somehow upsetting?

Yeah, I’m aware of that. I’ve worked in the hardware business myself (even though for Graphics Cards, Mainboards and the like), so thanks for pointing it out, I’m sure many are not aware. So no need to apologize at all. I switched to Seasonic myself something like 15 years ago and never looked back. Before that, a cheap PSU grilled a 500 Euro Graphics Card and another literally went up in smoke (Enermax) the first time I switched the system on. I’ve learned my lesson and payed the price.

Almost nobody needs a PSU that strong. Further I guess the real output is nowhere near to 1000W. Buy a model from a renowned company/brand and never ever cheap out on a PSU.

I know, it sill is full of eels, tho!

My hovercraft is full of eels.

Hairy leg people might not be that safe.

Gonna get Hole and finish Forgive me Father 2.

Malec

Games were once created by gamers, who had a clear vision. It since became a soulless business and people notice. I think twice before opening my wallet now. I don’t pre-order, don’t spend more on digital gimmick editions and wait for reviews, first. Usually I can wait for sales. The industry’s problems are homemade. But once in a while I find rare gems like Forgive me Father. And I’m happy with that.

I won’t help the company save what they should give to their staff. Fuck self-checkouts.

Well, the Bible says, the sun was created after Earth. So fuck that.

Now get this: some scientists think black holes might have hair.

You might like Insurgency: Sandstorm

I was 4 and my grandma was visiting and was supposed to look after me while my parents went out. They gave her the VHS of the first Terminator. I snuck into the living room and watched a bunch of it without her noticing. Afterwards, all the toy robots had to be taken out of my room because ‘the man with the red eye took his eye out’. My parents were then able to put one and one together.

Nowadays one of my favorite movies, tbh.

I have. And yet I never had the feeling that my club’s achievements were mine, unless I had contributed to them. And even then, I was just proud to have been part of the team with which I achieved the performance. I can differentiate very well.

Patriotism is the little sibling of nationalism, and the boundaries are fluid. I will never understand why people are proud of other people’s accomplishments and make them their own. Or is it because people were shat on somewhere else in the world than everyone else? Makes absolutely no sense.

Praise the Omnissiah!