Well, triply.
As beautiful as it was the ending of Breath of the Wild was doubly disappointing.
The depth of Breath Of The Wild is ridiculous. There is so much of everything.
I was kind of stunned the first time I saw lightning start a brush fire, or knock down a tree.
I think the bird site is bad now..and has been for a while
The first transgender suicide hotline is now up and running in the U.S. You can reach Trans Lifeline at 877-565-8860.
If you need help, or need someone to talk to, please call. <3
Neir: Automata concept art: https://imgur.com/gallery/ZAS0l
I have been neglecting this place.
Proud.
It occurs to me to wonder about the role of speed limits in a world of Waze and GMaps.
In a bygone era, you would routinely see congestion on main arteries and empty secondaries. That seems to be mostly no longer the case, because universal nav systems normalize the field.
So, if speed limits are intended to enforce safety, what does that mean during congestion periods like rush hour? How is the calculus different in our globally-positioned world?
Say what you will about nature, say what you will about truth and beauty; for all its artifice, lies and savagery, I defy you to show me something so beautiful as a city after the rain.
Reminder: ghosts are souls free of their bodies. Zombies are bodies stripped of their souls. Halloween is speed dating for monsters trying to become a single intact human.
It's hard to imagine how venal and ignorant you'd need to be to think the richest country in the world should wage a nuclear war with a country that can't even keep the lights on at night.
I deliberately a new bike.
If your life's got you saying "I want to speak to a manager" to an airline attendant, my man I'm gonna have to ask how hard you've thought about this.
On my way back to the world.
Cleaning up some deliciously vintage Free Software Edgelording in our issue tracker. "I graduated top of my class in the FSF", classic.
An autocomplete guess has just given me the choice between "everybody's gone to the rapture" and "everybody poops", which feels far more like an existential life choice than it should.
Free as in calling your elected representatives every single day to beg for your health and humanity.
Internet: link me to a song that takes you back to a very specific place, a very specific time, like a moment of your life and piece of yourself have been captured inside it, frozen in amber.
Just the song. No further explanation.
That ten minute calendar notification gives you juuuust enough time to think "I'll check my email" and then get to the meeting ten minutes late.
