Borzoi-lookin’ ass gas mask

I see it, but I can’t guarantee I’m not special.

Makeup? Y’all don’t want a dude that likes to look good?

So long… 😔

This game and the OG Planetside both taught me the simple joys of fighting for/on a bridge.

You can have a huge overworld, you can have an intricate map with all the lanes and passageways you want, but, in the end, the (much, much older) children yearn for the bridge.

Came to say inFamous, but specifically picking up after the evil ending in 2. The way that frames it could allow for character customization, and maybe even getting to choose your powerset.

It could even have multiplayer elements if that’s where they wanted to go with it. Not sure how well PvP would work out, but co-op missions could be fun. But, it could work just fine without any of that

Truly, I am in awe. Everything meant so little before this moment. How lucky we are to have lived to see this day. I must never forget this. I will never forget this.

“Can’t teach an old dog new tricks” is one that’s very pertinent to my life right now.

So, I was a pretty dedicated musician in my younger years, but I’ve never quite gotten around to learning how to produce music digitally. Recently, I’ve been trying to learn. Thing is, since I’m in my early 30s, I’m only just now hitting that age where my neuroplasticity isn’t what it was when I was 20, and learning things is starting to become noticeably a little more difficult.

So, that’s where I think the expression comes from. You get older, you try to learn something new, you underestimate how much more difficult learning that new thing is at your current age (because, honestly, you have no way to gauge how hard it’ll be until you’re doing it), the challenge gets the better of you, and now you have to admit defeat.

“Can’t teach an old dog new tricks” is basically a different way of saying “No, no! I’m not owned!! I didn’t lose!!!” It’s a way of shielding oneself from the sting of defeat by framing it as “well, that’s just the way things are when you’re older.” It’s not that you couldn’t rise up to the challenge of learning. You just cannot teach old dogs new tricks, and that’s a fact. Don’t you hear people say that all the time? Why would people say it so much if it weren’t true? So, yeah. I didn’t lose. I’m not owned.

It’s an especially harsh process when you’re learning to do something related to something you already know really well, and struggling with it, like I am with music production. It makes you question how well you really knew that thing in the first place. But, like I said, I’m only in my early 30s. If I were 60 and struggling to learn a new way to do something I’ve been doing my whole life, I’m sure it’d be wayyy more demoralizing. I’m sure I’d want to guard my feelings from that.

So, I get why the expression exists. I just don’t think it holds any real weight. People treat it like it’s some fact of life, but it’s just an excuse. You’ve just gotta keep pushing, be prepared to accept failure when it rears its ugly head, and then muster the energy to get back up and get back on as many times as you can before you’re beat. Easier said than done, though.

I love you, Beefy Crunch ❤️

I will clown on Limp Bizkit until the sun consumes us all, but I’d be a bold-faced liar if I said I wasn’t in love with the guitars on My Way back in the day. Still gives me a nostalgia jumpscare if I ever happen to hear it anywhere.

Not a checkmate if the knight moves to the space next to the queen, then activates taunt, forcing the queen to target the knight. Bishop takes queen. Simple.

Damn, I have almost the exact same answer. Switched to Steam once WON got taken down (held out as long as I could), and had a friend send me a Gmail invite a few months later.

Only differences are that I mostly used mine for TFC, and my account won’t technically hit drinking age until early next month.

I kinda wish I could say I had like a bottle of liquor I’ve been saving for the occasion, but the idea of a “21-year-old Steam account” genuinely never occurred to me until one day I woke up and realized it was about to turn 18. Made me realize how fast shit moves, and this is just driving the point home…

If you’re into the '90s extreme aesthetic, I’d definitely recommend Comix Zone to get you neck-deep in it.

You play Sketch Turner, a comic artist who- along with his pet rat, Roadkill- gets sucked into his own comic by the comic’s villain, Mortus, who wants to trap Sketch forever so he can exist in the real world or something.

It’s a side-scroller beat 'em up where you move across the panels and pages of a comic book, punching and kicking mutants while the Sega sound chip blasts (occasionally grating but still awesome) grungy rock at you. If you’re into '90s shit, there’s nothing not to love

I used to mix it in with fried rice that’d been left sitting out for too long and turned really dry. Gives it some moisture and a vinegary edge, but probably not for everyone, since ketchup’s trademark is stomping all over the subtle flavors of a dish.

When I was in elementary school, I’d dip my pizza crusts in ketchup at lunchtime. I still do that every now and then with Sriracha ketchup

Also, same elementary school lunch: on pizza days, they also used to give us a side of tricolor fusilli straight-up. Just plain pasta without even so much as a little olive oil. So, fuck it. It got blasted with 'chup.

As a bassist, I can at least say that was my experience. I learned pentatonic by paying attention to which notes I’d hear most often, and recognizing which pattern on the fretboard they usually showed up in when played in sequence.

That was pretty much all I needed to be able to jam semi-decently, and everything else just sort of progressed from there.

deleted by creator

Not pictured: Doug’s brother Jack

(I know it’s painfully unoriginal, but I do what I want in this absurd world and I cannot be stopped)

Yikes!

Bro types like he just got whacked with a warm wiener, twice

Doctor wanted something to remember him by