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I’ll have to buy the White Album again…
I’ll have to buy the White Album again…
Hard agree. I played through the opening twice in my first sitting. Died both times. Put it down for a year and a half.
Finally decided to try again and picked it back up. Passed the opening sequence and got into the game proper. And, I can say that I had a pretty good time—excepting a key, bullshit timed mission that I barely passed.
They really did not need to gatekeep the game behind the poor design of the opening.
I’m happy to see someone else mention Murakami.
I went on tear in university—a long time ago now—reading everything that had been translated to English by then. And, while they had the most bizarro plots, I found them to be the most compelling reads, wanting to read more and more, until I ran out of things to read.
He definitely deserves a place on this list.
I’m curious: Which station was this?
Bold of you to assume that I have family that I want to keep in touch with. Entire family tree is twisted and gnarled, and full of white-trash sociopaths and narcissists.
For the one remaining person I might keep in touch with, it’s a text message at holidays.
He’s on a rest day. Asked us if we could come round instead…
Is that like Thunderdome?
…and fabric maps, and tchotchkes, and code wheels.
Oh my goodness… Is this my first !communitiesifellfor@lemmy.ml? Aw…
The same kind of people who don’t wash their ass because they think it would make them gay.
I fall squarely into that 3-year cycle. My old iPhone 12 Pro, which is—as others would very plainly say—still pretty capable, is liable to go to my mother. My husband’s will go to one of the nieces or nephews.
For me, this “slap in the face” upgrade is shaping up to be a pretty substantial upgrade. And, I’m good with spending my money on that.
Being acquaintances for a while with someone with OCD was enough to tell me that the vast majority of people with “OCD” do not have OCD.
“Hi, we need to talk…”
My place of business has this dysfunction with meetings—Zoom being the biggest offender—where people just keep talking through the end of a meeting. 30-minute meetings become 35-40. 60-minute meetings becomes 65-70. And, with meetings frequently being back-to-back-to-back, invariably one or another person is late to the next one.
I think it’s because scheduling a meeting with all necessary parties is so difficult that if you don’t finish the thought, the next chance is at least a week away.
To top it off, we had a company-wide survey that spawned a working group to tackle the problem of meetings, whose suggestion was to update Outlook settings to automatically shorten meetings by X minutes—to allow people transit time, bathroom breaks, etc. Almost no one set that setting.
I both agree and disagree on Dune.
True, Lynch’s version did the book no justice. But, gosh, is a guilty-pleasure of a movie for me.
I’ll judge Jodorowsky’s version when it’s done.
Wait a second. I was told that those people were all just grifters who did nothing, and that the platform would be rock-solid even without them. Do you mean to say that… that I’ve been told wrong?
My first temptation was to say that it might be an age thing, but then I know many people my age who still don’t care about plants.
For me, it’s like a switch flipped one day. When I was younger, I just didn’t really care, and the few times I was given a plant, it did not end well. Figured that I just had a brown thumb.
But, maybe 10-some-odd years ago, I got a peace lily, and, by then, something had changed. I wanted to see this plant thrive, and it brought me just a little bit of satisfaction to see it doing well. It doesn’t hurt that peace lilies will tell you when they need watered, and, as such are pretty easy to keep.
I’m still not the best plant dad, but I’d since gone on to buy about a dozen more and appreciate the bit of greenery around the house.