Miles O'Brien

Okay here’s the plan.

I gonna slam the door open, run straight in, and attack with the most basic of attacks I can think of.

It’s foolproof.

May I… Stand unshaken…

“…thank you…”

I’m not crying YOU’RE CRYING

I see no reason to “cut myself off” at any point, I still find games released in the last few years that look interesting, and some with release dates TBD that look neat.

I haven’t bought a new console since July 2015 and have no plans to buy a new generation any time soon.

When my current console dies, I might upgrade, but likely I will find a cheap used replacement and keep playing what I already have.

Someday I will update all my stuff, just not today.

But stabbing your neighbor isn’t exactly something most people are willing to do.

And any sort of attempt at organization leads to Alphabet Squad raids and whatever bullshit charges they feel like throwing at you after deciding you’re guilty of being a dirty commie/socialist/librul/not them.

Any time my father brings up stuff like this, I remind him that he and his brothers drove their car onto a frozen lake and almost broke through the ice, and more than once they bought tennis balls, soaked them in gasoline, and threw them at each other with welding gloves.

I know for a fact that he and his brothers did tons of dumb shit, and I won’t let him forget it even if he finds it convenient when comparing generations.

My 30 year old grandma car can make it to 40 before I clear the entire intersection most of the time.

10mph is less than the indoor go-kart track barriers near me are rated for.

Security theater at its finest.

Honestly, anyone who paid mild attention in chemistry class can figure out some of the easier explosives.

cue 5 minutes of

click…

click…

click…

Repeat at next joint.

Literally doing so right now.

Sorry I failed my solidarity test, Luigi.

It’s insane to me how many people just grab their phone and think “I’m good to go on an all day woodland adventure!” with no water, no food, clothing for an afternoon at the mall, and not even a backup battery for their phone.

I’ve actually packed extra clothes for someonein my bag specifically because I knew they were going to regret shorts and half a t-shirt. Cue 2 hours later they’re complaining about being cold when we’re in the valleys…

“no you don’t understand! People need to suffer because muh big gubment!”

-you

“Oklahoma AG Condones Elder Abuse, Police Brutality”

Fixed the headline

Tiocfaidh ár lá!

taH pagh taHbe’!

Oooh, nice interrobang.

I’m hoping for hamster-sized dragon.

Not all of us can live on Hysperia.

My favorite part of control is how they go into juuuuuuust a little bit of explaining how things work in a science way, and sometimes you can almost feel how things are connected, and then it’s like “Yeah we have no fucking clue how any of this actually works, we’re just trying to keep it all from destroying the universe and keeping notes along the way.”

And then you meet the next thing that almost makes sense. Until it doesn’t.

I don’t remember if I ever finished AW but I do believe I have the disk around here somewhere. The control dlc definitely rekindled my interest.

Okay but like… If I only have a pile like… A foot tall…

Will the dragon be hamster sized, Chihuahua sized, great Pyrenees size, or bear size?

Cause depending on the answer, I have some saving to do…

I mean, what were they going to do, say “yes we keep slaves, next question please”?

Control was great

I love games that make me think outside the box