I played an earlier version of Baldur’s Gate 3 and encountered a bug where I couldn’t for the life of me figure out a way to progress without killing Karlach. I stopped playing that save-file, because I didn’t want to kill her. Now I’m going to revisit it after the big update from awhile back.

Saw a jailbait post/entire community (“fauxbait”) pop-up just yesterday. It’s like watching it all happen from scratch.

Could also explain a lot of MAGA confusion.

No, I haven’t, and I’m sure you’re right. My only experience of it is the interstate through it.

Huh! That’s actually really cool and does give it a little more pizzazz.

I’ve probably posted about it here before, but I lived in more than one trailer park and once stayed the night at a friend’s trailer in a completely different trailer park. While outside, boys from the other side of the trailer park came over and started picking a fight with my friend’s side of the trailer park and then a pinecone war ensued.

I also lived in a very ghetto house that produced my fear of cockroaches. I can’t even. All kinds of stuff happened there, but most to the point, years after we moved out, there was a murder-suicide, then it got struck by lightning and mostly burned. I drove by as an adult and part of the tree in the yard had fallen on it. I guess it wasn’t all bad, maybe, if I think back. Nobody ever sees my basketball skills coming, for example.

Hang in there, friend. I can say this much: you all sure do have a lot of corn. All of the stories are true. So.

I lived in Utah for 6 years and loved driving through the empty parts of Utah and Colorado. Even Nevada sort of a little bit. I found it a far more stark, imposing, beautiful emptiness. Like “I could literally die if I broke down here…that’s so cool.” I remember one time driving out from SLC to Dinosaur, CO for the dispensary, and that stretch was just stunning. At one point, I had two dust devils spinning off to my right, and a rainstorm way off to my left over these lush, Shire-esque rolling green hills. I miss the west already.

Unfortunately, “I drove through Nebraska twice” is the whole story. It’s impossible to capture how Twilight Zone-esque it feels. It just never ends and never changes. There’s nothing. Corn and nothing. More corn and more nothing. I was recalling how a few months back, some of my dumbass nephews were running their mouths about going to a college football game IN NEBRASKA. AS VISITORS. And stirring up shit. And that makes me laugh, because I can’t comprehend the kind of sheer numbness necessary to live in that place. It just feels like 1 out of 5 serial killers should be burly, corn-fed, bored-as-shit Nebraskans, but I don’t believe that’s the case?

Phew!

This sounds so nice, I want to go there right now.

Buddy, it’s perfectly normal to meticulously memorize facts about every brand and model of swing set. I wouldn’t worry about it.

Maybe be more specific, this week of all weeks.

Memes

Also anything that looks like it comes from Kirkland’s, because there’s a good bit of overlap:

THIS is a bunny costume:

The article doesn’t seem to specify whether Pedro had earned the treat for himself? I don’t see the harm in a little self-care/occasional treat?

You’ve gotta help us help you here.

I’ve enjoyed my NVIDIA Shield, though it’s arguably a bit long in the tooth if they’re still full price.