I play ukulele because when I miss a note or get a beat wrong it just makes me laugh because it sounds so silly. I got a banjolele too and that thing is ridiculous, but when it works it sounds awesome.

Hopefully you’ve picked up some ear protection since then! Drums are loud AF and if you’ve already got hearing issues, drums will make them worse. +1 for Loop earplugs if you need some.

Harder to be reported for forcing your frat pledges/freshmen to do illegal things if you forbid recording it and posting it to social media.

Saddam Hussein’s silhouette yoga.

The vibes on this game were on point. Great game and I really really really hope they’re making another one. Preferably with workshop and mod support! And DLCs! I wanna tear more ships apart! RIP AND TEAR UNTIL IT IS DONE

This part of the Animatrix is the most eerie, twisted short I’ve seen. It makes me shudder even now years after I watched it. Should be required viewing for any billionaire AI nerds.

Same. I gave Kenshi a try and it didn’t click for me. Caves of Qud though, that game is pure unmitigated crack for me. Live and drink, friend.

Love seeing another person with lots of hours in Caves of Qud. It’s rapidly climbing up my hours played list since 1.0 release. Bought it at 17.99, played for 220 hours so far. Math says that’s 9 cents an hour, and I’m still not done playing. Live and drink, friend!

mustard on the beat, yo

I had forgotten about this episode!

In my personal experience, true poly couples often act the way that Phlox/Feezal do around a potential new partner. In all cases I’ve seen they respect the boundaries that the new partner sets, like here Trip feels weird and expresses that later in the episode, so they back off.

Poly relationships would have been a really cool dynamic to explore on Enterprise though, so it’s somewhat of a missed opportunity. Oh well.

“You know what she’s called? Incontinentia… Incontinentia Buttocks WILL YOU STOP LAUGHING!?”

That scene is always able to make me laugh.

This is the best answer because all of these other fictional places can be replicated with 100% accuracy using Culture tech.

Not pictured: The dynamic and eternal back-and-forth in the comments section of that article where Wikipedia purist nerds do battle with Wikipedia’s cadre of silly gooses.

Purists hate that “cetacean” is used here and feel that the silly gooses are diluting the information on Wikipedia for a pun. They also complain that visitors to that page will be confused by the term, and that it will cause the social credit of Wikipedia as a whole to wane in the eyes of the world.

The gooses want the purist nerds to take a chill pill. I’m with the gooses. If the purists knew how often scribes in ancient times doodled pointless things like mounted snail combat and wildly exaggerated dick drawings on illuminated manuscripts then I’d presume they’d be okay with allowing a minor joke like this one, but I guess you can’t please everyone.

There are dozens of us! DOZENS!

Coffee would have made me an apostate too. Damn, I love coffee. Live and drink, friend.

Hey, that guy is hogging all the happiness! Get him!

If pulling forward into an empty parking space in front of your car is gay, then I guess you’d better start calling me Elton John. What the actual fuck?

that phone bigger then he goddam he

Whenever anyone asks me what fictional universe I want to live in, I say the Culture universe. Hands down the best sci-fi universe to live in as a regular humanoid. It’s a post-scarcity galactic paradise where if I ever get bored, I can plug into a Matrix-style simulation of any other fictional universe that’s 100% real to my senses. Or I’ll take any of a number of drugs that a gland in my brain can generate at will for shiggles. The possibilities are limitless.

I had a friend tell me a few days ago that they get up an hour and a half before they’re supposed to work to relax and read or shower or whatever. I can’t even picture that. I get up 30m before work and rush through coffee+oatmeal because if I slow down and think about how I have to work today it’ll make me depressed.

It’s better to catch me unawares so I don’t have time to ruminate before I’m expected to work. Then before I know it I’ll be working and too busy to think about how I’d rather be floating on a cloud while beautiful people feed me grapes off the vine.