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Cake day: June 18th, 2023

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  • I’m a long distance sprinter.

    I wouldn’t recommend it for everyone, I’m a glutton for punishment.

    Also: I get lapped by people who keep a consistent pace because while I’ve got explosive power, it also involves recovery from the anaerobic sprint. My legs are tree trunks also, another downside.

    So overall, as evolution proves, steady wins the race.




  • I can tell you without a doubt, if Russia claims something and is sketch about it, they’re almost certainly lying and the truth is the direct opposite thing.

    It’s so easy to detect at this point, I’m not even sure why they’d do it other than to save face, or to go: “Look how stupid and scared our citizens are, we can boldly lie and they can’t say or do anything about it.”

    I.e: Stories like: “Man falls off balcony after shooting self twice in the head, ruled accident

    Or uh, “Russian missile hits Kursk, Ukraine accused for the attack”





  • I go into a meditative, Zen-like Trance playing the Doom titles.

    For reference, I’ve been playing Doom since it came out in 1993, arguably, I’ve played it for more hours than possibly anyone alive on the Internet at the present moment. Maybe over a solid 128,000 hours between D1/D2/D3/D2016/D:Eternal.

    I still play it, various MegaWADS featured in the CacoAwards, and whatnot, but I digress.

    My feeling with this is, as they’d say:

    “Your judgement for the sin of wrath is an eternity in Hell”.

    “Why are you smiling? It’s supposed to be a punishment.

    “No, adjudicator, I heard you perfectly. An eternity in paradise.”



  • This already happened.

    There’s a story about a scout ship that landed in the Western Hemisphere of Sol 3, and they decided to talk with the locals.

    They offered them anything they wanted from the unitary matter replicator, as a show of good faith.

    Unfortunately the counselors had absolutely no idea what a “pothead” or “stoner” was and so the two humans left after each synthesizing a bushel (a long branch around 2 meters tall) of a cannabinoid dense Terran plant.

    They lodged their reports that the species on Sol 3 wasn’t intelligent enough to understand technology given they requested herbs/plants from a machine that could produce literally any compound known to nature, including cures for many diseases afflicting their world.

    The subchapter text was based on the vocalizations of the pair, who said: “Ayyy” followed by “Lah-Mao”.

    :vivid shrug: