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Cake day: October 12th, 2023

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  • I had some, before I moved.

    Let me just say this, what came easy to young me in boy scouts… well, I’m just glad if I hit a safe area in the general direction I’m aiming.

    The other issues is as a boy I shot off the right of the riser on a longbow, and this was an off the left takedown (recurve) bow - still the amount I sucked surprised me a little, lol.

    So hopefully you have time to practice.



  • I rocked long hair from grade school to my mid 20s.

    Then, a lady friend (platonic) sat me down and had a talk with me.

    The thinning, now seemingly always greasy, strands of hair was not a good look. Like, don’t visit a playground or I would be arrested on site lol.

    So, being a metal head there are two main options, or at least were at the time. Long hair. Or take bare clippers to it.

    So, I did.

    That first winter fucking suuuucked. Still to this day, I tend to rock a hoody in cold weather, and toss my hood up to cover my head for warmth when outdoors.

    Sometimes I let it grow out for about a month before taking clippers to it again, out of sheer laziness. A month of growth, from shaved, isn’t much in the way of hair, but temperature wise it is very noticeable.


  • If a four person table has three Nazis sitting at it, and a fourth person sits down with them, there are four Nazis at the table.

    Accordingly, if a public figure makes a Nazi salute (several times) in a public live recording, they are a Nazi.

    If it walks like a duck, etc.

    They may not claim Nazism, but fascism is fascism whatever flag you wave. The individual motivators behind it are not relevant.

    Both my grandfathers are rolling over in their graves as I watch fascism goose step into America.



  • I don’t go back to straight Debian, but generally something Debian-based.

    By that, of course, I mean Kali to continue my on-again-off-again pentesting studies… I know there are other platforms, but that is where I’m comfortable.

    Sadly, my daily driver is fucking Win11 (gaming rig). Why? I work in IT, and MS is killing Win10 so I’ll have to support shitty Win11 soon enough, need to know its quirks to support it. I do miss my Linux build for gaming though.


  • I think, due to lack of diagnosis and medication, plus age - I was barely double digits - Aeris/Aerith in FF7.

    I had no spoilers. And it wasn’t so much the death itself, it was the fact that I had fucking FARMED shit for her. She’s healer coded? I already had a history with RPGs, and healers are worth their weight in gold.

    I think all that time and effort invested really solidified it.

    Also, I had phoenix downs. WTF?


  • A bit between friends is different.

    Fuck, I was a skater in school. I threw myself down a two story half pipe in a warehouse every weekend. I had bruises on top of bruises.

    Pain wasn’t new to me, cause man, I fucking sucked on a skateboard.

    Let me put it this way, the kid I gave a broken nose to was a wanna-be MS13 member at the time. Ran into him after high school - guess who was a member? I’m glad I had friends with me, and we outnumbered his crew. They backed down. I don’t know what they had, but we all carried knives - and at the time - were ready to use them. My late teen years were a little wild. He recognized me, and called them to back off.

    I guess getting the cops involved over a pool table in a bowling alley would have fucked up their bigger plans.


  • You’re not wrong.

    A school year of bullying stopped by a decisive punch?

    Clearly both are the same. Not one kid being tormented to the point of violence in self defense because they couldn’t fucking breathe anymore, over the whole school year. Not something the teachers, our so called care takers, could have nipped in the bud a LONG time ago. No, clearly, both kids are violent offenders.



  • Hoo, I’d say loaded statement, but… well, you’re factually correct. Just polarizing.

    That being said, I appreciate my mom for a lot of things, but the major one is my views on feminism.

    I’m not some pro-female only person. First wave feminism, equality.

    My wife is a strong woman who doesn’t need me, fuck, she’s the breadwinner and has been for most of the relationship.

    She kicks ass, takes names, and somehow still has the energy to pick up the house a bit. I was weaker in that last part in the beginning, but I’ve made strides. Definitely a learned experience, but a very valid one.

    I’ve dated the ultra girly-girl type. Its isn’t for me. I want a partner who is fine standing on their own, and chooses companionship.

    Shit, she has worked in hospitals and had grown men attack her (health care worker violence is shockingly common, and I’ve experienced it as a man who worked at a hospital in a non-clinical capacity) She takes no shit. She’s also smart as a whip.

    A dumb bimbo is easier to date, and I would guess be married to, but ultimately unfulfilling. Have a thought. Defend your thought. Please. If a man can’t deal with that, they aren’t much of a man.


  • “Going postal” was a thing.

    It was a thing before Columbine, cause man, I remember the talks at school about that.

    The class was brought out, we sat under a tree, and were allowed to talk about our feelings.

    One of my bullies looked me dead in the eye, and said something along the lines of “Its always the quiet ones.”

    I’m surprised I didn’t have to talk to anyone after looking him dead in the eye back and replying “Yeah, it is.” Just letting it hang in the air.

    I will say, he no longer bullied me after that.

    That’s ok, I had another bully who learned the hard way that if pushed far enough, I would break bones if provoked enough. Last day of school that year. He clotheslined me and put me in a choke hold when I was running a football, you know, playing like a kid on the last day of school. He still had a hold as we got up, him behind me. When my vision started to dim, I stomped the arch of his foot (multiple fractures, lot of bones there) to get out, then turned and broke his nose with one punch.

    It all stopped after that.

    Because my teachers were aware of the bullying (thanks for stopping it, assholes) I didn’t get in any trouble. This was at the beginning of zero tolerance talks. It was a policy the next school year.



  • At this point I feel like organizers need to consult with the French on how to throw a revolution.

    They got a bad wrap (rap? I’m not sure, only heard it spoken) with WW2, but man… they could revolt.

    Guillotines were unwieldy, near stationary equalizers. Imagine what the American people could do with plentiful arms and ammunition. I know, that AR15 isn’t gonna stop a tank, but a militant group of rednecks with access to basic chemistry supplies can be dangerous.

    Sadly, the it seems the people who want to “fight tyranny” and buy all the guns and ammo en masse are also fascist bootlickers.

    I lean left, hard. That being said, I remain very Pro 2A.

    I haven’t been worried about the military with all the stochastic terrorism in the red states I’ve lived in, I’ve been worried about my neighbors. And I gotta tell ya, Cletus with his temu body armor and lack of fingers is a concern, but not so much as a military vehicle (or militarized police vehicle) worry me.

    But honestly, if the military refuses to uphold their oath to protect the constitution against enemies foreign and (more importantly) domestic - well, we’re all fucked.

    Uncle Sam does not fuck around when it comes to exterminating civilians, and pigs are just military wash outs who didn’t exceed the intelligence requirement.


  • I was tier one help desk, overnight, in a children’s hospital.

    I had a doctor call me, who expressly made it clear he didn’t want a run around, while manually palpating a child’s heart to keep it in rhythm and thus, the child alive.

    I told him there are back ups upon back ups that can be implemented, and I am happy to talk about his computer problem when the patient is SAFE. Not a little, “we got this,” safe, but SAFE.

    Tier one help desk, overnight, no support, and I had to tell a person who turned out to be a board member that he could go fuck himself on his computer problem until the child patient was safe.

    My first job was customer service, and I’ve been in IT for a dozen years. Its still customer service. You just have to realize who the customer is - in the case of a children’s hospital, it is always the child.





  • I don’t find myself “engaged,” I find myself wanting to spend money for something that will bore me the next week.

    There is a reason I’ve mostly played single player games for the past decade.

    I was tired of the “seasons” and micro transactions when I just wanted a story. If the story was good, I’d be ok with purchasing an expansion upon it. I remember my first expansion pack, Warcraft 2, played over a phone line. It felt worth it.

    For more modern games, The Witcher 3 DLC felt like proper expansion packs. I have no bad feelings about those.

    But just adding a few cosmetic items? Fuck off.