Alphabet guy here. The developers got my bucks today. Game looks interesting, as a former programmer the developer's blog is riveting and besides, fuck the haters.
Remember the flag backdrop when Steven Stills and wosname performed at the Democratic National Convention? It was an American flag with red stars and no white stripes. My money's on that,
From the Welcome Ashore! rules post at the top of the site:
NINE: No person shall use communities.win sites (including kotakuinaction2.win) to solicit, facilitate any transaction, or gift...
Plus, it was rather long winded and tedious.
I bought a pack of Beyond Meat Italian sausages a while ago. They were truly fucking awful. I ate three bites then chucked them all in the trash. No real flavor plus mealy texture equals shit.
Let's see if this works (odds are against me, I am a Techno-Neanderthal.)
Neighbors relieved Wild Snorlax finally go bye-bye. No more Hot Ham-Planet Bum-Bum being blasted. Grandpa will still have much to answer for though.
It's almost as though someone was having a bipolar manic event. Almost
How can this not end up with poc being in a much worse position than they are today? Even a close friend who was plenty liberal just two years ago is now saying that he'd never hire a poc under any circumstances.
Speaking as a gay man, I approve of this message
I am a poor itinerant salesman. I travel the land to support my also poor family. May I interest you in a hearing aid that was only owned briefly by two previous hard of hearing Dr. Jester haters?
While I'm sure The Real Dr. Jester is a swell guy, his voice hits my ears as though he is sitting in a giant paint shaker set on 'Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster' with a mouthful of marbles.
Any chance he could post a transcript of his show? His voice is as unpleasant as a box of rocks in a poorly lubed paint shaker.
i instantly roll my eyes
And my partners eyes also if I'm too pokey pokey fasty fasty.
instant visceral reaction
Much like my partner has if I start too rough.
they sure do like to refer to themselves using as bland as terms as possible.
Well, duh. It's a courtesy for people that aren't comfortable when I say boy friend, husband, pair-bonded butt buddy, sausage exchange units or eight inch prostate jockey.
Partner lets them ignore all that without embarrassment. /s
Not sure where to post this, but, as of last night Apple's Twitter account doesn't have any tweets on it. Curious, I wonder what's happening. Also, as of a few hours ago typing "Nancy Pelosi" in google's search box suggested "Nancy Pelosi's house" and "Nancy Pelosi's address."
BTW, last night my partner noticed that there aren't any tweets on Apple's Twitter account. I can't see any this morning as well. Any idea what's happening?
Top kek of the day. Thanks for starting my day with a smile and a wee slice of snark.
Same with self driving cars. I don't want to have to run when a diversity hire coder has a car chase my white ass down the sidewalk;
I've been thinking about firing it up again. BTW, I wish I was forty. Forty was a long, long time ago.
God the tone of that announcement was so irritating.
"What adventures you'll have setting up new accounts, ho, ho! There are many, many advantages you'll receive, such as two factor hassles and, wait for it... a free cape!! Oh, and you'll be glad to know that you'll be stuck with your JAVA version Minecraft instead of a migration to Minecraft for Windows 10."
It took me about 20 minutes for a 4k fireplace loop to start. Also about 5 other ones simply failed.
not depend on Steam
No disrespect intended, but I'm terribly reluctant to make purchases outside of the Steam store due to fear of leakage of financial data.
Little know facts about Joan Donovan
Engineers are baffled that can she tilt her head without her neck snapping.
The Stay Puft marshmallow man is her father.
She can hold a ham in each cheek.
She is a Michael Moore class buffet line destroyer.
She and Michael Moore once put an all you can eat Chinese buffet out of business in an afternoon.
She is required to wear a burlap mask in public to avoid scaring children.
She picks old gum off of sidewalks and chews it.
She was once offered a job to jump off a ladder in fracking country.
She raids the kitchen by unhinging her jaw and tilting the fridge back.
She is required to wear a muzzle when grocery shopping.
When she laughs the popping noises you hear are her chins breaking the sound barrier.
She is as vengeful as she is fat.
Ah, the 80's were such an interesting time. The paper was published in 1989.
This person has got to be a lesbian ftm trans-person who has no idea how a man's body works. It's drunk on testosterone rage and hates all penises because it doesn't have one. Let's see..... "He has lived with the writer Andrea Dworkin since1974." Yup, theory verified. I remember when Ugly Andrea kept getting her batshit crazy opinions and her hideous troll visage all over the press. It was a hell of thing.
Also, in some ways this thing's paper is like a Paris fashion show. Nobody believes in it for a moment. It's a radical feminist campfire story.