Valve spent the entire child NPC budget on indestructible plastic chairs

Space Quest 3. Wonderful story, funny, good music, and it always gave me this wistful feeling for some reason.

Here we often don’t get receipts at all. The kiosk also shows the number on the screen, but for some reason they designed the UX so that when it can’t print a receipt the number is only shown for a fraction of a second before it’s hidden by a message saying “unfortunately we can’t print a receipt right now”.

As a developer myself it makes me feel like I want to stab whoever thought this was good enough.

Everybody likes homemade porn.

Addiction is always an escape from something. What you escape to is happenstance, and people who have a tendency to get addicted often just find another addiction after leaving one, unless they can face the thing that they’re escaping from.

But habit is also a strong force. Whatever you do repeatedly will train your brain to return to those thought patterns automatically. Find other associations for your daily events.

I escape from obligations and social pressure by closing myself off and coding. But I don’t really think it has been enough of a hindrance in my life to do anything about it. Often it has been to my benefit (e.g. career) and it’s a way to recharge my batteries.

Maybe you just need to find a replacement addiction that makes you happy. Try tea.

Because women are socialized (and possibly genetically predisposed) to be better at building community and having many close relationships, often more physically intimate as well (touching, hugs etc). So men are less equipped to live alone.

Read Ender’s Game.

The first two thirds of that book took me at least a month to read. Somewhere around the last third I couldn’t put it down and kept reading until the end. By then it was 4 AM and I got only a couple of hours of sleep, but it was worth it. Needless to say, it’s not the same thrill when you already know how it ends.

BTW: absolutely do not watch the movie before reading the book. It’s much worse but still spoils the story. You’ll rob yourself of the first read.

Joe versus the Volcano. It’s not that it makes me necessarily appreciate my life, but it makes me appreciate the world as it is and to be content no matter what shit I’m in. The universe is bigger than my troubles.

Fap.

But seriously, crawling into my bed (possibly with a good book) and just imagining that this warm soft place is my entire universe and anything outside it is not my problem.

Yeah, but I want it.

fb.com. I bet I could make a fortune selling that domain to Facebook.

I have some exes that I wanted to and could be friends with (one I was for several years). But it just doesn’t fly with a new domestic partnership. I can tell my current girlfriend that I’m going to see female friends, but going out with friends who I’ve previously had sexual relations with is stretching it. I wouldn’t want my girlfriend to do that and so I won’t do it to her.

It makes me a bit sad, but I have effectively ended those friendships by no longer agreeing to seeing them.

I also have exes that I wouldn’t wish on my biggest enemy and I avoid them like the plague.

I haven’t been using it forever because I was just recently forced to switch to it from Pocket (courtesy of Mozilla’s enshittification journey), but Instapaper seems to have been going strong since 1999.

I agree, when I was younger we would use worse words and, although I understand better now how they will be received, I could swear there was never any value associated with them back then. They were just descriptive words in the same way one would call a spade a spade - whether the spade is good or bad depends on the spade.

Not because it’s perfect but because its wide deployment means it takes a lot of effort to replace

Madonna - Like a Prayer

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Arrival

Careful, back in the future we might all identify as attack helicopters from then on

I was a trainee in Japan at the time and had spoken in an IRC channel about how I was going home to Sweden for Christmas.

Then I ended up in a disagreement with some Norwegian guy about affirmative action. I felt that in the computer science field it could be a good idea for a time to “jumpstart” female participation in the field, and once prejudice had been torn down you wouldn’t need affirmative action anymore.

He vehemently disagreed and said he would drive down to Stockholm’s airport to kill me with his rifle. There weren’t that many flights from Japan to Sweden so based on what I had said earlier he was able to figure out what flight I would be arriving with. But, well, I’m still alive. It taught me to be more careful with what information I volunteer on the Internet.

Technically it’s a bunch of LANs that are connected to each other