Miles O'Brien

May I… Stand unshaken…

“…thank you…”

I’m not crying YOU’RE CRYING

The only celebrating I do is eating slightly more unhealthy, take the day off work unless it’s going to be a short day, and maybe look to see if any games in my “maybe if it’s on steep sale” list are on sale.

That’s it.

I don’t remind people, I dont expect anyone to remember, but it’s nice when they do.

My excuse for missing people’s birthdays is I DO know the date… I just don’t know what the date today is. Sure I know my sister was born on the 12th, but that doesn’t matter if I think today is the 10th and it’s actually the 15th…

So if I have that much problem, it wouldn’t be very chill to be upset with others for missing mine.

But stabbing your neighbor isn’t exactly something most people are willing to do.

And any sort of attempt at organization leads to Alphabet Squad raids and whatever bullshit charges they feel like throwing at you after deciding you’re guilty of being a dirty commie/socialist/librul/not them.

Any time my father brings up stuff like this, I remind him that he and his brothers drove their car onto a frozen lake and almost broke through the ice, and more than once they bought tennis balls, soaked them in gasoline, and threw them at each other with welding gloves.

I know for a fact that he and his brothers did tons of dumb shit, and I won’t let him forget it even if he finds it convenient when comparing generations.

I say this in nearly complete seriousness:

Always has been

🌎🧑‍🚀🔫🧑‍🚀

Literally doing so right now.

Sorry I failed my solidarity test, Luigi.

Tiocfaidh ár lá!

taH pagh taHbe’!

My favorite part of control is how they go into juuuuuuust a little bit of explaining how things work in a science way, and sometimes you can almost feel how things are connected, and then it’s like “Yeah we have no fucking clue how any of this actually works, we’re just trying to keep it all from destroying the universe and keeping notes along the way.”

And then you meet the next thing that almost makes sense. Until it doesn’t.

I don’t remember if I ever finished AW but I do believe I have the disk around here somewhere. The control dlc definitely rekindled my interest.

Control was great

I love games that make me think outside the box

Not even a little. I went out in shorts and a t-shirt for about an hour, exchanged banal pleasantries with family until my anxiety got the better of me and I had to leave, sat in a room with no windows watching old shows and snacking, and am waiting until exhaustion allows me to sleep a couple hours until I go to work on one of the two days remaining on my schedule. After that I might not have any work for months unless I can find something close by that doesn’t make me legitimately contemplate things. I have a broken tooth, some kind of respiratory thing going on, and an unmentionable medical issue that really needs to be seen by a doctor but I can’t afford one and my government insurance was denied because I made a couple thousand more this year than last year.

On the bright side, my truck is finally working again and assuming the now-slowly-leaking-while-on fuel pump doesn’t catch a spark before I can afford to have it replaced I don’t have to share a car this week. Which is nice.

V’Ger? ominous noises in the background

Who said she’s not also an atheist? The woman was just outside the mall crying, the person who “found $200” is the one who is praising a god.

“hey let’s release the same thing over and over again, charge almost full game price for it, and whenever something new comes out, just delete everything they’ve already paid for.”

“hey why aren’t people continuing to buy our game…”

Yeah. Great mystery, that one.

Bungie will never get another dollar from me.

As someone who has moved several free pianos and now tells people I will drive it but loading and unloading is on them…

They all sound like complete shit.

The piano is free, making it sound good isn’t.

But then, most people just have a piano for decoration.

… Dodging?

Is that some kind of move weaklings make when they can’t take a hit?

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Five) is a good one. Like “oh shit… I fucked this one up too much, I guess I’ll see how it turns out but I’m gonna start over with a new batch”

I’d love to see someone more creative with writing than me do some writing prompts with that premise. Maybe have someone from this universe ascend or something and actually confronts god as they’re spending time with their new family creation.

六> is also a good one, it reminds me of the idea that every single person is God. And when all of humanity has finally lived and died, god will become a single consciousness and join the rest of their kind. It kind of pairs poetically with Carl Sagan’s Pale Blue Dot.

The way I figure it, one of a few possibilities is true:

1 there is a god. He lets all the bad shit happen, and therefore isn’t worthy of dedication.

B: there is no god. Shit happens. Nobody is there to be worthy of dedication.

III- there is a god. It kicked off the big bang and sat back to watch. Either it has the ability to affect positive change and doesn’t, or it can’t. In which case, it’s still not worthy of dedication.

The end result is the same for me

My parents have between 1,000 and 3,000 books… Even they aren’t sure.

Last time they were neatly arranged I was a child.

Right now they have 3 floor-to-ceiling bookshelves stacked as densely as possible, 3 books deep, with as many stacked In and laying on top as can fit Ina rectangle 10ft tall, 4ft wide, and 18ish inches deep.

Plus a handful of waist high shelves, multiple moving boxes filled up that haven’t been emptied since they moved in2017 and a ton scattered all over the house…

They have more fantasy/Sci fi books than every library in a 50 mile radius combined.

I still have less than 30 books to my name since most of mine are digital, but I’ve been going to half price books looking to get physical copies of everything.