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People always assume I want to turn my hobby into a job. I love to bake - it helps me de-stress from my job. If I made it my job, I wouldn’t have something to help me de-stress anymore. I make enough money; I don’t need to extract the joy from everything in my life for the sake of making more money.
Yeah, there’s always the underlying faith in the system in these types of stories. They assume that if someone was found guilty, they must have done it. The only ones that I see that go against that are ones where’s it’s been proven that they were falsely convicted, and even in those it’s usually framed as some freak one-in-a-million accident without anyone at fault.
I remember when I learned about the vastness of space when I was, like, 6. I sat up that night just thinking about how incredibly huge the universe is, and how nothing on one random planet amongst it all could ever really matter. Then I thought “Well, I matter because I want to matter,” and went to bed. Sometimes the simplicity of childhood can help answer the most paralyzing of philosophical quandaries.
Good to know I’m not the only one! My wife was just talking about watching Pocahontas with our niece, and rolled her eyes so hard when I told her I’d poke her hontas.
I’ll often repeat things my wife says in the “I’ll x your y” format as if it were a cheesy pickup line. Like, she’ll ask if I can grab the remote, and I’ll say “I’ll grab your remote.” She hates it.
I’ll find a few new songs to be the first in my new library. I love finding new music, and transitioning from one library to another helps me take some time away from songs that might be getting stale to focus on new stuff. It also gives me the opportunity to rediscover songs from previous libraries after some time, and fall in love with them again. Just today I added a song to my library that I used to have on my old iPod, and I’m listening to it a bunch now that it’s been several years since I’ve last heard it.
My sister is like this, and she’s basically just constantly anxious about what she’s supposed to be doing and how people feel about her, so she forces herself to be talkative and energetic even though it exhausts her. It’s sad to know that behind her smile she’s just always stressed out about every little thing that she construes as someone maybe being mad at her. I’m glad that over the years I’ve been able to get her to be her real self around me, but I haven’t been able to get her to see a therapist yet.
My point is that the time when we might have found the right words to fix things is almost certainly over. It’s now time to start fighting against injustice with real action.
They did all this because they know that the vast majority of the playerbase will never hear about this, and many of those that do will either forget, or simply not care enough to boycott the game. We’re in an age of apathy across the board, with so much bad press that any given scandal just fades into the background noise.
I mean, I understand that this is a metaphor for some instance of “someone thinks x should have y, and is dumb,” but I have no idea what specific instance it’s trying to poke fun at.
We can’t even agree on what most of these words mean, much less get the majority of people to care about whether we adhere to them. I know multiple people who think the entirety of science is wrong, and that hispanic people don’t have the human right of safe housing, even when legal citizens.
I found it back in the mid-2000’s while I was looking for a video game where I could build stuff, similar to legos, so when I played it all I did was make castles and robots and whatever. Maybe you could make minigames for people like they do now, but it didn’t seem like it was the main focus, at least from what I had seen back then.
I remember when my nephew first asked if I knew about Roblox. I was so excited to build some stuff with him, until he showed me this crappy superhero fighting simulator. I can’t complain too much, since it’s basically the new-age version of crappy flash games, but it was still a disappointment.
Not really, no. There’s grass around them and among them, so they seem to be fitting in well.
When I built my first computer I got a bunch of RGB and loved it, but by the time it was a few months old, I got bored of it and started to view changing the colors and whatnot as a chore more than anything, so when I built my second computer, I went without.
As someone in Minnesota, they thrive here just fine. I grow mine in the yard and mow down any that grow where I don’t want them, which seems to keep them in check.
I’ve been doing a few Duolingo lessons a day in Japanese for a couple years now. At the rate I’m going it’ll be a decade before I’m even slightly able to understand the language, but I don’t mind - it’s already been well over a decade since I first tried to learn it, so as long as this pace is sustainable, I’ll still be a lot further along than if I’d tried too hard, gotten burned out, and quit for a decade again.
When I was a kid someone gave me a “buttered popcorn” flavored dum-dum sucker. It tasted so terrible that it gave me a taste aversion to real buttered popcorn for nearly 2 decades.
You’re right that the vast majority of media will shift to being AI, to the point where you’re really going to have to dig to find real art, but art will never cease to exist. So long as people have a way to make things, they will. It might be surrounded by a sea of soulless generated content, but it will exist. It will likely never be a viable career, even for the most talented, however. It will only ever be something people do for their own self-expression.