

Yeah it’s really shocking when a thread about the dangers of alcohol brings out the people decrying the dangers of alcohol.


Yeah it’s really shocking when a thread about the dangers of alcohol brings out the people decrying the dangers of alcohol.
The Xbox 360 release of PvZ is the most feature complete version. It has the zen garden, the mini games, and a co-op mode where you and a friend each control a cursor to go around planting and digging while sharing resources. You can also butter the zombies to buy a little more time. It’s a great deal of fun and I don’t know that any other version has the co-op. I may have my physical copy floating around somewhere but I bought it digitally for my Xbox One since it’s backwards compatible.
I still have mine. It’s my splitscreen Halo and Plants vs Zombies coop machine!
That Steam Machine, so hot right now! To spill the tea, it really boils my blood to see all the talk about it. I mean, water we even doing here?!


I agree with both of you, I think it comes down to the scope and type of DLC. An expansion size DLC like Shivering Isles tends to fit in nicely with the rest of a game because the developer needs to plan out when and where you can start to access the new stuff, but a lot of smaller DLC like bonus weapons can be integrated pretty poorly because they want you to get the cool little thing you paid money for and it’s easier to put it in a hard to miss chest or just give it to you early on.


Yeah, I did not plan on that. At first I was going to just put the first sentence, “It is not the critic who counts,” but then I started reading, and on the third sentence I kept reading and not finding a period, which I thought was funny so I shared that.
I’m also now realizing that, while I typically read it, this quote was originally from a speech and not a piece of writing, therefore not technically qualifying for this post at all!
But you know what, it’s what I thought of, and at least I hopped in the comment arena and gave something.


“ The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.” -Teddy Roosevelt


Oh Gleba my beloved hellhole. Just remember, if your plant stuff isn’t moving, throw a spoilage filter on it!


Relevant (irrelevant now?) video: https://youtu.be/kWSIFh8ICaA?is=zV2aBTaCQ7L4MQwi
Self-forgiveness, practicing thankfulness, and incremental growth.
I tend to ruminate on my failures and shortcomings. Guilt can be a powerful motivator/teacher for positive change, but dwelling on it for too long or too much prevents you from following through on those lessons. At some point before that happens you need to forgive yourself and give yourself permission to move forward past that guilt. I found myself doing this so many times I eventually put together a playlist of songs to help me reset, forgive myself, and restart. I recommend you do something similar. https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLeC2eNJHSGPcKuKjBAMN8sS7F_Vt9gqsN
There is no point in working on a life that has no joy or good in it. When I ruminate I tend to lose sight of the good things that are already present. Acknowledging those good things, even if they feel sparse or small, may help you feel the potential for more good things or inspire new goals and things you want to achieve.
Incremental growth is the hardest but most powerful thing of these three. When I first acknowledged that I was cycling between short highs and long lows, my goal was simple; during the few times I felt good, instead of basking in feeling good before the crash invest that good feeling into either making future good times longer or bad times shorter. It took many slow years before I started hitting a tipping point where the good started to outweigh the bad, and even then one bad thing happening out of my control threw me back several steps. It takes a lot of patience with yourself to grow, but the other two things I mentioned makes it easier.


I’m in the US. Reservations opened at 12pm May 8th, I queued up by 12:01, got my link to purchase last Thursday with the controller arriving a few days ago. Based on that and considering there were likely a lot of reservations placed over those two days, my gut says that you might be waiting a while, unfortunately.

They did straight up say 10 minutes as well. Sometimes it’s good to take your time.


The Dungeons and Dragons idle game has a champion that is composed of Nerds candy pieces. It’s actually a fun character concept because you can switch the nerds around to different colors, each one with a different class that changes how their mechanics work. But it’s just so weird seeing candy you can eat alongside Drizzt Do’urden that I never use them.


My understanding is that the reason the brain gets rotted by AI is because you do less thinking per question/problem, leading to your mind thinking less in general and getting used to that. So the solution should be to get your brain thinking more to readjust back to where it was (and beyond!).
A day or two ago in another thread someone posted these two daily brain teaser websites:
https://www.minutecryptic.com/
You could try replacing some time spent scrolling each day with solving these. Minutecryptic especially is requiring me to flex my mind in new ways.


Depends how many beers you’re drinking in those three hours. Three to five, that might be okay if you’re not drinking the rest of the week and keep your vitamin levels up. In my drinking days I could easily put away eight or more in that time though, and that is excessive to a damaging degree if done weekly. Maybe you used the term “to excess” more as a stylistic flair to an internet comment, but it draws to my mind the latter scenario more than the former. I do think it’s very interesting that you gave a time frame instead of a drink count, which is the more typical measure of how much one drinks.


I’m the exact opposite. I’m okay with knife wounds, they get my adrenaline pumping but it’s a problem to be solved, so whatever stress it brings can only be focused into taking the steps to solve it. But needles are way more subtle, the concept of this thin little thing slipping between skin to sneak stuff into the body or pull blood out, leaving barely a trace that anything changed. Logically I know they’re great, and I’m very pro-vaccination (ironically part of my job is importing vaccination records for a school district for nurses to track) but the subconscious part of my brain cannot handle it. Needles just give me the heebie jeebies. I’ve been squirming nonstop the entire time writing this.
In college my job was making pizzas. Late one Saturday night I got a call for a carryout order. As I handed the guy his food later he told me I have a voice for radio, which is a lot nicer to say than having a face for radio.


This prompted me to relisten to the If Books Could Kill episode about a biography of Bankman-Fried. It’s comical how over confident and under competent this guy appears to be.


What’s green, fuzzy, and can kill you if it falls out of a tree?
A pool table.
20 years later: “Honey, I’m feeling nostalgic. Could you pull up the picture of us the day we got our rings?” “Sure, dear, here you go. Oh, and there’s Fido’s paw.” “He was a good boy.” “A very good boy indeed.”