Game changer for me. I always thought it was some hippy woowoo nonsense, but it actually works for me, and I’m physically active at work and sweat a lot. One stick lasts me for more than a year of daily use and I don’t smell like deodorant.

It’s not an antiperspirant, however, so it’s not much help if you are worried about pit stains.

Yeah, your ship is basically a somewhat customizable base and the navigation computer is just a fast travel portal that moves your base, at least in the update I played a couple years ago.

That was the plot of my favorite underrated Adam Sandler film.

/S

‘During the first half of the 90s every music video was in black and white at 15 fps, the second half everything was oversaturated and shot through a fisheye lense.’

The amount of times I’ve asked a crypto bro to tell me exactly what The Blockchain is and them being able to actually lucidly explain it is exactly 0, in my experience.

I know there’s science somewhere in there, but the loudest enthusiasts I’ve come across treat it like magic.

Most of the insane women that are crazy enough to spend time with me are, at the very least, in to horoscopes/tarot, so I maintain a base level knowledge on the subject.

They find it charming when I use I Ching to consult the Oracle when they can’t decide what they want for dinner.

Seems like they are asking how loudly they should announce the addition of AI to their software. If the survey comes back positive they’ll shout Audio Assistant Support from the rooftops, if nobody wants it they’ll put it in anyway, but it will be a buried feature in the bottom of an obscure update note ‘AAS added to collect data to enhance user workflow and customize UX’.

Your interest Un-funness saved your ass that one time you wandered into a bear party after misunderstanding an advertising flyer.

:Smurfette has joined the chat:

I like the idea that one becomes more and more retired each year after they stop working.

That sounds fucking phenomenal. Now I need to see if there are any derelict bowling alleys around here to explore.

Kids these days will never know the simple joys of lighting a filthy mattress on fire in a derelict parking lot and drinking a case of warm beer that was the easiest thing to steal from that one gas station a town over with the near sighted night clerk.

Photos were ‘Airbrushed’ before that, more for removing blemishes or making models thinner.

I’ve been using a borrowed version of Cs6 for so long, I’m honestly afraid what autocorrect/autotune nonsense has been baked into the whole Adobe platform that is just part of the modern creatives work flow.

Gen Z will be like, ‘I used to have to ask strangers if they had games on their phones, Alphas get their first tablet as soon as their eyes can focus. Kids nowadays! I was bored for MINUTES at a time, and I didn’t complain!’

And the days go by…

So if the bank manager of your town felt slighted that you didn’t go with him to prom he could deny you a next step in life? Yeah. That’s not so bad.

Edit: I’m not saying you are wrong.

There was a lot of toilet paper and investing in gold.

In retrospect, I wish I had dumped my savings into gold rather than buying that sweet Matrix leather jacket.

Blow jobs are fleeting. Gold is forever.

Before COVID I was lucky to find a warm corner of the refrigerator box before my six brothers came storming back from the mines.

I know that it is one of the most senselessly self destructive acts that one can commit, and that many people think it smells bad, and that it is a representation of class struggle and poor education, but I miss when all of the Cool people that didn’t give a fuck hung out outside of a workplace swapping stories whilst killing themselves at similar rates.

I guess people could stand around and look at their phone for fifteen minutes part way through their shift, but it doesn’t hold the gravity of wincing against a sheet of sleet and recalling the harrowing tale of the Nor’ Easter of ‘95. Or that one time Sheila kicked you out of the apartment for No Reason during the Nor’ Easter of '95.

If I see someone out on a 15 they have their headphones on because they have their reality so bespokely edited that their world is filled with carefully selected music or bantering friends they will never meet.

The shrooms are wearing off, so I should stop yelling at clouds soon.