“Alright guys, I’m capturing the objective from the enemy!” Enters monotone robotic voice: “All your base are belong to us.”

I have to disagree.

Ready Player One the movie is a dumb 5/10 flick I can throw on my second monitor while I get stoned and play video games while looking over and going “hehe” every now and then as I LOOK AT popular things doing stuff.

Ready Player One the book is an infuriating grind where each scene starts with Wil Wheaton (the audiobook narrator) listing off names of popular things for a few minutes before the incel-adjacent main character reveals that he actually spent months practicing the one specific popular thing he needed to succeed right now.

It did prompt me to try Joust when I came across it at a barcade though, and that was fun.

… goddammit, it’s been 20 years and I never caught that.

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

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.

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.

What’s green, fuzzy, and can kill you if it falls out of a tree?

A pool table.

I feel enlightened having learned a new word, koan, today!

Why is your post title about the economic implications of teleportation, but the post body is about the scientific feasibility of traveling the speed of light? Lightspeed is slower than teleportation, so you can’t use it to discuss the implications of teleportation (imagine teleporting 4 lightyears away instantly vs spending 4 years traveling at the speed of light). Discussing the economic implications of teleportation needs to assume that viable teleportation is possible for the discussion to happen at all, so the feasibility of any other method of transportation isn’t relevant.

I’ve not played it myself, but one of my favorite youtubers/podcasters (Leo Vader for the curious) is a Hitman sicko and I’ve listened to him talk about it and watched him play a little.

It’s a more action-oriented Hitman game that, like Hitman, still makes heavy use of environmental gameplay like picking up a brick/bottle to chuck at an enemy or oil barrels you can spill to make enemies slip.

If you’ve played the modern Hitman games and only gone through each mission once, there’s probably not enough in 007 to justify the full price, but if you replayed each Hitman mission to try out different approaches there’s a lot of that kind of replayability in 007. He had spent several hours replaying the first few levels just attempting a bunch of different challenges the game offered.

You can’t always vote, elections usually only occur once or twice a year.

Well if only eating when you’re hungry isn’t working for you, I recommend experimenting with specific times to eat a specific amount. That way you can find what does work for you.

Maybe if they don’t have a Windows device they could set up a Windows virtual machine in their Linux environment, install the games to the VM, then “pull” them out to the main environment?

I’m pretty sure what they’re saying is that simply calling “the market” a scam is reductive to the point that it doesn’t really say anything meaningful. But it’s also a good sounding platitude, making it provocative despite the actual hollowness it conveys.

After a quick search I also think it’s a reference to Blades of Glory https://youtu.be/RlwlV4hcBac

If someone is a narcissist that believes themself better than others, why would they give a shit about hostility and finger wagging from others? If anything, it would prove that the other person is losing their cool and is therefore inferior to the narcissist.

I’m 6’3” and short among the cousins in my family. I don’t mind being a couple inches shorter in conversation. I get a little self conscious when I’m a head or more above everyone else in the room, which is a semi regular thing. I want to be shorter when I bonk my head on things that are low hanging for me. If I was any taller it would be even more difficult to find clothing.

I wouldn’t mind being a couple inches shorter, around 6 feet even.

Time Squad. I was shocked that my mind could dredge it up after all these years.

It’s like Mr. Peabody and Sherman except instead of going back in time to educate the kid they’re time cops going back to correct history and the kid is the one who knows how it should go down. Think something like going back to colonial America and finding the founding fathers wanting to open a tea shop to have a tea party in, then coaxing them into the Boston Tea Party and kicking off the Revolutionary War.