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  • [Obi-Wan, staring into the middle distance] Everquest? That's a name I haven't heard in a long time..."

    (Still sad that my old Half-Elf Khrystian was probably left hanging in some area outside of Qeynos)

  • At the front door of the church we would wind up getting married in.

    I was in seminary. It was the start of my second year and in two weeks I would be spending all my Sundays at my assigned parish for "field education." There was another parish that I enjoyed worshiping and a group of my fellow students were going to be there. So I took the Metro in, wound up walking in the wrong direction, after turning around I see this very pretty girl across the way as I waited for the cross-walk signal. I cross and wind up walking behind her.

    I didn't want to come across as a creep, so I gave her some distance. I assumed she was a grad student at the nearby university heading toward her place. But I saw her go for one of the doors to the church, which didn't budge (apparently it was broken). Having been to the church before AND assuming that no cute girl my age would be a parishioner AND the general complexities of being a man prone to explaining things, I said "there's another door over here."

    Stifling her urge to snarkily say "I know" she followed me in. We were both several minutes late. The choir was well into their infamous seven minute rendition of the Gloria. The pew in which my friends were positioned was full. So I was looking around. I happened to catch the girl's eye again and she gestured that I could sit with her. So I did and we awkwardly communicated various things until the end of the service. After the service we made small talk as we moved toward the clergy at the door and the requisite coffee following. Learned that we were both from the same state originally. She learned that I was in seminary (she had also assumed that I was a university student). She was lovely and smart and I was completely smitten. There was an obvious click for both of us.

    And then I left. I said goodbye and that it was lovely to meet her. I did not ask her number. I only knew her first name. I did not want her thinking that I was only at church to troll for women. I figured that I would meet her again.

    I called my mom. I said "I met my wife today." She asked if I had asked her for a date or anything. Nope.

    Turned out that the following week a good friend of mine would be preaching at the same church. All of my friends told me I had to go back and see about this girl. Once I started field education I'd probably never see her again. So I did. And we closed out the post-church coffee time. We exchanged numbers. Went on our first date and wound up kissing in the shadow of the Lincoln Memorial while "Taps" played softly on the air from Arlington.

    Just shy of two years later we were married in that same church. We took photos in the pew where we first sat. It's been fifteen years and four kids later and I still thank God for turning the wrong direction out of that Metro station.

  • My SNES controller still bears the scars of when I smacked it into my grandparents' brick fireplace when I was 12. And I learned the importance of controlling my emotions as a result of the time I got mad at Panzer Dragoon Saga and ripped the disc out of my Saturn--scratching it EXACTLY where I was stuck in the game (like, it ran fine until that particular boss battle began, then it glitched out). I was able to fix the disc years later with a Disc Doctor (and still have the game), but given how rare and valuable that game is these days I still feel the pang of regret for having such a short temper. But the silver lining to that is that it all began a process of learning to properly handle my emotions AND gives me a good cautionary tale to tell my kids when they start getting mad at games and I tell them to take a break.

  • My kids sometimes like to watch compilations of "fail" videos. The sheer number of clips involving adult-age males either punching or ripping their televisions off the wall as a result of a sports (or video game) outcome amazes me (but probably shouldn't). I always tell me kids (especially my daughter) that if they ever see someone do this, they need to leave immediately and not have any kind of interactions with this person. If they're willing to beat the hell out of a television, they'll do the same to you.

    I've launched a few controllers in my day. But that day was when I was like 15 and I was an emotionally volatile little shit who still needed to learn to manage his emotions. Can't believe that we have dudes who never grew out of this phase, only doubling down, running around acting like they're the superior sex.

  • Not the poster, but I'm going to assume they say so because: "Middle East has lots of sand = sandbox" with the additional layer of meaning of "sandbox" as a place where children play and make stuff up, implying (perhaps) that the Middle East tends to be the place where the wealthy and powerful "play around," treating the people who live there (and the war machine they bring to it) as toys for their (sick) amusement. At least this is how I read it.

  • Blazing Saddles. Took me a bit to understand this when I was younger. When I first saw it, I thought it was simply outdated humor. Then I thought it was edgy. Then I finally grasped that the whole joke is actually directed at racist white folks and that their racism just makes them look really stupid.

  • Posting this here because this is the most recent instance: every time I see deleted by creator on Lemmy, my first thought is always "damn, God REALLY did not like that comment."

  • Ah, hello "Let's Get High And Go To The Pet Store" person. I've not encountered your ilk in nearly 26 years, when I worked at a pet store. I recall your kind, coming into the store reeking like a skunk. "Bro, can we see the snakes?" you'd ask. I'd indulge. Until the Burmese python incident. One hand streaming blood, the other being constricted. My manager having to pry the snake's hook like teeth off my thumb. You and your friends now intently watching the rhythms of the saltwater fish...

  • It's the Nick Jr. logo carrying over the whole thing that always gets me

  • I was fully prepared to dislike this show (Disco was on shaky ground with me, but I was more or less on board, then they went to the 32nd Century; I was not a fan of that jump at the time and worried that SNW was going to be the only outlier in regards to Disco spin-offs that would be any good), and I felt affirmed in that feeling during the first few minutes of the first episode. But once the tone changed a bit I was happy to watch the second episode. Then we met Tamira and I just kind of fell in love with the show. Then they managed to take something sacred (the Sisko), pair it with my least favorite character (the SAM), and somehow making it a truly great episode AND making me come around on said character (thus proving that Tawny Newsome is an absolute treasure to this franchise--give me a LD/STSA crossover now!).

  • Data's face here is like "Commander, you have targeted the warp nacelles on the Reliant and are preparing to fire."

  • She reminds me of a few of my professors in both my undergraduate English program and my graduate religious studies program, all of them wonderful and safe-feeling people. She's the first school chancellor we've really seen in Star Trek and she feels very much like a university-level educator to me--with the whole starship command piece being additional to her main job.

  • What bugged me about Discovery was their need, especially in the later seasons, to have like an affirmation circle in the middle of a mission--frequently when there was a ticking clock of some kind. My wife and I would be yelling at the screen "this is what the debrief is for!". SNW does this sort of thing really well. As has Starfleet Academy. I'm really digging it.

  • Did this recently with our silver. Worked fine with hot water (I used our kettle), just took a little longer. And I added the salt after the water and it still worked fine. But it's definitely one of those things where basic science feels like witchcraft when you do it lol

  • In terms of current games, I have to say Avatar: Frontiers of Pandora. Uses the Far Cry formula as a jumping off point for a very immersive experience that's about the beauty of Pandora. It's one of the most beautiful games I've ever played and really deepens the Avatar franchise. It's also the rare action game that is also cool to just hang out in and walk around, explore, forage for materials. It offers a kind of escape that games like Animal Crossing do in that regard (even though you're not building anything; it's just such a rich immersive world that you feel like you're actually in Pandora).

  • The AG of Guam has invited ICE to come and ply their trade there...

  • This is an under-appreciated joke

  • Yeah, came here to say that I'm pretty sure the Harvard Business School is hella full of Republicans

  • Same!