Lol, I creeped your post history - we’re close-ish, but not that close (I’m in Ottawa).

Same here, hoping things look up for my screaming guy. Yours as well (in that his sports team does better/he gits gud, I guess).

…this hits weird, 'cause I have a guy like this in my neighbourhood, but I know it’s not sports or vidya. Guy’s just on the thinnest of psychological threads. Which is a shame, he’s a pretty nice dude.

Coupled with your account being from lemmy.ca, I thought “Man I know who they’re talking about” before remembering Canada is really big and has about 41 million people in it.

"DO I LOOK LIKE A STRIPPER TO YOU, SIR!?

…because thank you I needed that confidence boost today."

Kinda funny to see it in Canada as well, especially when you throw Quebec culture into the mix (things seem a little more sex positive over there compared to other parts of the country, which is neat to think about sometimes).

Personalized, matched to that specific instance of the game, and the clue gets the Star Tropics treatment but with paper that dissolves after 60 seconds.

This is some damn fine analysis of a screencap of a TikTok.

This reminded me of something my dad told me when I was younger. It was mostly to justify saying that no, I did not need a TV in my room, but still kinda interesting:

In many cultures (definitely the ones my family grew out of), the fire served as a gathering spot. People would talk about stuff, share food and jokes, and relax together. It was a shared experience and source of comfort that helped strengthen interpersonal bonds.

His argument was that the family TV served a similar function (without the whole ‘also it’s the means for cooked food’ aspect, which shouldn’t be overlooked). It’s a point that made some sense to me at that stage of late 20th century mainstream society.

Hmm…the 21st century, defined as billions of little fires, and many of us cold. There’s a really pretentious poem here somewhere.

Ngl, inukpunk sounds pretty badass and I’d be thrilled if this was less hallucination and more inadvertent prescience.

Your point still stands though.

It’s worth the exercise IMO. Was in a similar boat, then picked it back up after a year and a bit and finished it. I was happy I did, it’s a great book.

That said, if it doesn’t grab you, it doesn’t grab you. Nothing at all wrong with that, and it’s definitely not everyone’s cup of tea.

Nausea has never been as fun as it was back then.

You can waste all sorts of time on the net arguing with people about who started what genres. Then you start getting into terms like proto-metal, etc.

No personal issue with your choice because it’s a fucking awesome song, but if wanted to be one of those assholes I’d say it’s heavy prog rock, in the pool of music metal would later draw from. That said, I’m no musicologist, and somewhere right now there’s someone in a black t-shirt with a very cool but difficult to read band name on it reading this, aghast.

I think we can all agree that Black Sabbath is a cornerstone in what metal generally (and specifically sludge, stoner metal, etc.) developed into.