That’s the joke. It’s (sarcastically) portraying Bezos as the one getting the raw end of the deal.
Oh god, please don’t make me talk about myself.
That’s the joke. It’s (sarcastically) portraying Bezos as the one getting the raw end of the deal.
Started playing #BLUD, I’m only about ten minutes in because sleep got the better of me last night but it looks pretty good so far.
Seepage is one of those bands that just sticks in your brain. If you like the tongue-in-cheek of Zane’s angsty edgelord teen vibes, the developers also made a doomlike in the same universe, developed by and starting that character.
I do nice things for other people when I’m up to it, but I hesitate to call myself a ‘nice person’ because niceness isn’t necessarily an intrinsic quality, in the same way that I can be a transient dumbass at times without thinking of myself as an idiot.
Respecting the LGBTQ+ community.
Dark Disciples 1 and 2, including the temple of eternity module.
Damn, gonna have to throw out my “Hard work never killed anyone but why take a chance” shirts.
Any regrets I have evaporate every time I visit friends who have a kid. Something else is broken or ruined, the kid is constantly vying for attention in increasingly loud and destructive ways, and there’s always at least one shouting match before the night’s out.
That’s not even to say that I don’t like kids. I just like money, quiet, and a clean house more. Nor do I want to disparage my friends’ parenting skills, god knows it can’t be easy with both parents working FT+. But their non-working lives revolve around their kids now, and I don’t want that for myself. And on top of all that, I can’t imagine making someone else go through this shit as everything seems to be deep in the process of going straight to hell.
Shit’s bad and only getting worse. Quelle fuckin’ surprise.
Well of course they would, it’s literally free money to them, at everyone else’s expense.
I remember when airlines would just take your fucking bag, no charge. Then everyone got fucking pissy about fuel prices during the great recession and suddenly it’s $15 a bag, and today it’s $30. But carry-ons are free, of course, so now I get to watch two hundred idiots take five minutes apiece to shove their entire wardrobe in an overstuffed bag the wrong way in the overhead bins and miss my connection because every fucking airline is the worst goddamn airline, and nobody cares anymore.
There are so many good conversations going on in that movie, everyone I talked to who had watched it said it was good but I was not prepared for just how many topics it covers so artfully. And god, I could listen to Ferrera’s monologue over and over again.
And the Mojo Dojo Casa House ‘selling like hotcakes.’ And the CEO pooh-poohing a ‘regular barbie’ before immediately reversing course when he’s told it’ll be super profitable.
Honestly it’s got shades of the Charlie Brown Christmas Special, that weird dichotomy of Charlie Brown depressed by the rampant consumerism of the holiday season bookended by Hallmark ads with the new peanuts ornaments. But the lesson the special teaches is to find your own meaning in the holiday, and that it is inviolable by the consumerism so long as it still means something else to you.
Think about how many times in the last few months Trump has complained about the rigged trials. Now imagine him being able to unilaterally decide which investigations are lawful and which aren’t.