

Thanks, I was shitposting. My bad, it’s out of my system now


Thanks, I was shitposting. My bad, it’s out of my system now


I mean, I don’t think fictional characters are good or bad at anything. They’re fictional.
Do you think Mexter Dorgan is a good baker?


Like, upside-down?


Hey Op, you gonna respond to any of this replies, or was it your goal to just rile people up and ditch the thread immediately?


Allowed by who, the government? The National Ministry of Dating? The Police?
What sorts of punishments should be appropriate for dating beyond the statistically arbitrary numerical age gaps?
You can see why there’s push back to this concept, right?


Scoring more goals than them in Rocket League
We need rain, I’m told.
It rains, complaints grow tenfold.
Royksopp - Happy Up Here


I think you’re hyperbolic about how Art will look in the future. “Art” as a category includes absolutely anything and everything; from a child’s doodle to an as hoc arrangement of pinecones on a forest floor.
Authors and their works will always exist, even as AI-generated content floods the internet; the complete works of Dumas, for instance, are public domain, will never disappear, and will always have readers.
What we’re witnessing right now is a flood of AI slop across every medium, from visual arts to books to music; and yeah, there will always be a Lowest Common Denominator kind of audience that won’t recognise slop as being slop; but just like how there’s currently a resurgence of vinyl, there will always been a hunger for genuine, authentic, human-created art across every medium.


1 hour of gym per day will provide zero mental health benefits when coupled with how little sleep you’re planning to have.


The Earth itself doesn’t have to be hanging in the balance. Smaller plots are just fine.
I don’t need a month-long plot broken into 2hrs; I’d really rather have a more limited duration being represented.
More on that point: I recently watched the Director’s Cut of Napoleon, and found myself wishing it didn’t have such a “biopic” feel, where 20 years of events was condensed down to 3.5hrs. Quite frankly I’d rather have a vibe more like “The Raid: Redemption” where it doesn’t have to be Real Time, but closer to that serves a better narrative.
I keep thinking back to Rogue One, at the end of Act 2 where our Team Of Heroes has been assembled and they’re traveling towards the epic showdown that is Act 3. They’ve got a few days to spend in hyperspace, and we get one brief scene establishing that fact, quick banter between a few people, and off to the big showdown.
It felt so rushed to me that I wondered what I was missing over those days spent in travel; how characters were preparing themselves for what was next, how they were reconciling the events that led them to this; there is an utter wealth of joy that can be found by just slowing down and letting characters exist in time, instead of just minimal exposition followed by action.
Perpetually, when cooking meat.
Never heard of it, and you provided no context either. :)


It has become an ongoing issue that my wife complains that she smells something, then gets angry at me if I am unable to smell that same smell, sometimes accusing me of gas lighting her or calling her a liar, when actually I just don’t smell the smell she’s smelling.
I’m not making implications or accusations, I’m not trying to mislead or confuse her, I just can’t smell whatever she’s smelling and that fact frustrates the heck out of her as though I’m personally letting her down. Then she gets a bit aggro and I have to change the garbages / kitchen compost in the hopes that perhaps those are the sources of the smells I can’t smell. Sometimes that helps. She will never change the garbage or take out the compost herself.
When she insisted that she smelled a gas leak from our furnace that I couldn’t smell, we called a professional who confirmed our furnace was working fine and there was no gas leak; but I was still the villain for denying the gas leak ahead of time. Three times in the last 6 months this has been a thing.


Can’t speak for every guy, but some of us will make sure to give extra room on the sidewalk to purposefully indicate that we’re not a threat. A bit of mud is a small price to pay to know that we have prevented even a modicum of fear from springing up in the hearts of a random passerby.
Many of us understand why women choose the Bear over the Man.
Sprint up or sprint down? Cuz 5 stairs at a time up is mad talent
Homemade FTW


Y’all need to rethink your social media campaign and please leave us alone. :)
“Our news media”, huh?