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Cake day: June 16th, 2023

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  • Man, I’ll never forget Final Fantasy Legend 3 for the GB. I wasn’t super familiar with RPGs yet. You spend the whole game flying through time in a magic stealth bomber, fighting monsters flowing out from a giant pot in the sky flooding the world and releasing monsters.

    You finally get enough upgrades and equipment for your jet to travel to the flooded future you were sent to the past from as babies, and get the final upgrades. You’re traveling to the farthest past you can, flying directly into the evil pot in the sky, and stopping things at the source before any of this can happen. Bootstrap paradox? No. We’re stopping this.

    God is there. Begging you to kill them as they are losing the fight to hold back the evil that they have now absorbed to make it an easy target. So the final boss fight starts super somber as your team just fucking pummel the hell out of God while your jet does fucking bombing runs, lays down laser cover fire, etc. God doesn’t strike back, just occasionally spurring you on. Sad music.

    Then God falls. But not fast enough. A Lovecraftian nightmare bursts out as the true final boss. The real boss battle begins, music switches to what you’d expect. While you still have backup from your time traveling stealth bomber.

    It’s fucking wild, and a great game. It’s actually the third game in the SaGa series, but they wanted to leverage the Final Fantasy brand recognition in the US.

    Got a Japan-only remake on the DS that has a (technically incomplete, just missing some automatically triggered cutscene special move names) fan translation.

    Again, I must emphasize: Time traveling stealth bomber, that eventually provides air support in battles.








  • So your complaint, for posterity

    More seriously, you pretty much got it. It’s an unfunny failure of a caricature of these fuckers, based off what is years old news, that does nothing but stoke impotent feelings of elitism.

    It’s self-making your own circus for the bread and circus distraction from doing anything useful about the problem, and I find it awfully similar to public masturbation at this point.

    A more succinct comment, and what I probably just should have went for my initial comment given this is a shit post community, is the meme of Squidward saying “brave today, aren’t we?”

    It’s boring and overdone.


  • No shit Sherlock. So why are we trying our best to turn them into the clowns to make a circus to go with the bread instead of talking about how to do something? Why are we helping them make things worse by just turning them into a punchline.

    More so, why are we settling for such a weak ass punchline about a version of the problem that’s from multiple years ago?

    This limp dicked masturbatory elitism just downplays the seriousness of the situation while stoking a futile feeling of elitism that goes nowhere. “Look, aren’t we better than these hilariously sad excuses for a cum stain? Time to go be smug and continue sitting on my ass doing nothing.”



  • Man, I sure do love when people put words in my mouth I never said. That is one bad jacket there.

    There are plenty of more recent and more relevant examples of this type of bullshit without having to go back years, and this is some of the weakest "call out"s of these stains on humanity I’ve seen in a long time.

    Next time you want to masturbate about how much better you are than Trump’s useful idiots, get some better material at least.




  • Yes. If I want to organize and dedupe what I have then I need enough storage to work on it, a lot of my storage is spinning rust 7-15 years old, and if I have the space I’m going to use it. I have family photos and a music library going back to 2005. Too many things like old games need custom fixes installed to work correctly on modern hardware, and the internet isn’t as permanent as it was cracked up to be.

    There’s plenty of reasons to hold on to older data.





  • When college aged, I modeled for a few art majors’ photo projects.

    I caused a pizza delivery car to run off the road through the power of my pelvic thrusts. Thankfully they corrected quickly and no one was hurt.

    My mental breakdown has their own Facebook page.

    I started numerous traditions in my social circles.

    I’m reasonably good at taking postcard quality photos with garbage equipment.

    I’ve been on radio, as a PSA to get your bum fingered for prostate cancer. Edited the recording myself too. The cadence of saying “digital rectal exam” is burned into my memory, from listening to the audio so damn much while editing.

    I made a Smash Bros Brawl hack that quickly became a local mainstay of gaming get togethers (even outside of my immediate social circle) and persisted after I left the area. Ton of custom stuff layered over Brawl Minus, long before infinite came around.

    I’ve made a number of custom programs for making “glitch art”. Algorithms to screw with images. Toss in ~50 of my photos, run them through ~20 different functions that make psuedo-random changes, do ~10 runs per function to get even more results. Then delete the results down to ~10 worth keeping. More fun than it sounds.

    I led a small marching group in an international parade on ~20 minutes of training while quite drunk. I directed them while holding a flagpole as an extension of my junk. They shouldn’t have let me, and I asked if they wanted a friend with actual marching experience to do it, but they said they wanted me to do it.

    I’ve made multiple 6-10 hour drives, some on little sleep, to be there for friends and family in times of need.

    Before I proposed to my wife, I spent a week smashing together existing romhacks of Legend of Zelda: A Link to the Past and getting them to work properly combined by fiddling with the code, then I did a handful of custom modifications myself to the graphics and script. End result is a special version of the game with Zelda and Link swapped, then replaced by my then gf and I, that asked my then gf out on a date when she beat the first dungeon.

    She then proceeded to nearly trip over me when I got down on one knee at the end of that date.

    For the job that started my career, I was one of three candidates out of 35 who didn’t wear a suit to the first round, and I was still hired.

    I turned a seasonal internship plugging in computers into a full time sysadmin/engineering position in the span of three and a half years, skipping a few intermediate positions at that workplace.

    I have scripted business critical systems integrations at my workplace, that have impact on literally every employee.

    I was the first person in my social circle to be able to afford a house, and my wife and I are the first ones who wanted a kid and had one intentionally.

    Sexual escapades

    Despite being a nerd, and how much all my peers in high school talked about it, I actually had sex before most of my peers. Consensual, age appropriate partner I was in a serious relationship with, and good first time.

    Once fucked someone so good that they passed out for a moment.

    While my partners have been limited, I’ve been the largest any of them have had. Not as much of a flex as you’d think, too big isn’t pleasant.

    I have a single digit number of times where my partner hasn’t climaxed.

    And a “secret”: I only have a list this big because I have to remind myself of reasons to be proud of myself. Left to my own devices, I don’t tend to think I’m worth much, so every few years I sit down and try to make a little mental list. This is the combination of multiple ones.