Feeding the Slop Machine (Into the Sun) [ft. The Flaming Lips]
Feeding the Slop Machine (Into the Sun) [ft. The Flaming Lips]
We took a family road trip from North Carolina up to Ontario this past week, and it went… really well? We braced ourselves for a hassle with driving an EV on a long trip, but it was only a minor issue once. The wife and kids were troopers whenever our plans blew up, and we always managed to find something fun to do.
I now have three weeks to convince my rising middle schooler that people not believing that she was a dragon in a past life doesn’t mean that they’re hostile. I’m trying to frame it as similar to a religious belief: you sincerely believe you had past animal lives, other people sincerely believe that they’re going to a specific afterlife or are communicating with a god. You can still be friends, just be kind and respect each other!
Yes. It’s gonna work. Everyone’s gonna be cool.
I’m the same way, FWIW; I played about two hours of Disco Elysium and decided that it was too good for me to engage with right then. It’s still sitting there, waiting. Same with the original Metal Gear Solid. I knew I was going to enjoy it, but there was a feeling of, “I can’t give this the quality of attention that it deserves.”
Uhh, Luke you pee here
Being a spaced-out college student on the 15th floor of identical dorm rooms was a good time
hello woman. it’s time for smooches
wow. pretty serious.
noooo bibi don’t shit yourself to death ohhhh noooo
compose a heroic crown of sonnets addressed to the personification of hexbear
If the Scatman can do it, so can you*
* no, not you. everyone else, sure, not you though
this segment was the juicy, crisp apple on top of a great episode
Laos, Ethiopia, Georgia, Oman, Kyrgyzstan
stop censoring my posts about pafucko games
Maze Mice (by the creator of Luck Be a Landlord): if Vampire Survivors, Pac-Man CE, and Mystery Dungeon had a baby
Nubby’s Number Factory: A paremovedo roguelike with 1997 CD-ROM game characteristics
Buck reached for her cookie sack.
Buck reached for her cookie sack.
Buck reached for her cookie sack.
brb, imagining I’m pressing the LB and RB bumpers over and over for the next five minutes
I like the idea of it (fun goofs) more than the reality of it (lazy lies)
I mean, you have Hexbear, who are huge jerks, posting about the Daily Wire layoffs, and they’re overjoyed. What an evil thing to do. What creeps, what jerks.
well i think the girl reading this is the widowest