Perv here. Gimme a plain cheese all day every day!

Nothing but love for my Tybalt.

You’re right. How are we gonna ever beat Boktai without the sun?

Weren’t there some people worried about the end of the world with the most recent solar eclipse?

I remember hearing about this show ages ago on an episode of This American Life. Thanks for the heads up, this sounds like a good doc.

Which Hatoful Boyfriend character is this

Hell yeah T.

Big fan.

That comic is better than it has any right to be

I-beam

If you don’t watch the video: it’s footage of an I-beam being created at a factory. As an adult, this is not scary. As a young child, this is terrifying. There is no narration, none of your Sesame Street friends are here with you. This is a large glowing letter I that the camera never breaks away from. It’s mashed and chunks appear to break off of it. The music is a ominous sounding piano with occasional trumpet bursts and anvil clanks. At the very end the camera freezes on the I-beam and we get two final crashing piano and anvil notes. The whole thing lasts less than a minute, and then we’re on to the next segment. There’s no context for what you just saw, no lead-in, and no one makes mention of it after.

It scared the hell out of me. If I saw this early in the morning, I’d be in an anxious state for the rest of the day.

According to my parents, it was I Got My Mind Set On You by George Harrison. I was a toddler and apparently loved that song.

But the first one I distinctly remember was the B-52’s Love Shack.

Dick Van Dyke comes from an era where it would be real easy to do a lot of bad shit without anyone ever knowing, and I hope he never did.

My high school didn’t have them, but the vocational school where I took extra classes did, as did our family’s PC. I thought they were great. This was about 2001-2004ish, flash drives weren’t a thing yet, and burning a CD to hold a single word doc or powerpoint or something like that seemed really wasteful.

Sometimes I would put a couple mp3s on a zip drive and bring them to school to listen to while I was working on a project.

I’m not the first to say it and I won’t be the last, but it just amazes me how the older generation went from “never post your name online, never upload a photo with your face on it, and always be skeptical of things you see on the internet” to “I have to give this sketchy website my credit card info because a guy on Facebook told me…” and then the most bonkers conspiracy theory you have ever heard.

3D Dot Game Heroes on the PS3. Forget good ports, this poor game didn’t get ANY ports.

The one toy I wanted more than anything as a kid was the Jurassic Park Compound.

I see them on Ebay going for $100-200, but that’s just for the building itself. It’d be pretty pointless to have a big fence with no dinosaurs in it, so I’d have to buy some dinos too. And I need action figures to sit in the watchtower and watch over the dinosaurs, you gotta have that.

And then the realities of adulthood set in: I wouldn’t enjoy this toy as much as I would have when I was a kid. Kid me would probably spend hours with this thing crafting big elaborate stories about wrangling dinosaurs and stuff like that. Nearly-40 me would set up the toys, make sure everyone’s in cool poses, and then it would probably sit on a shelf. I’m not really sure it’s worth it.

So while I’m sad I never got the toy as a kid, I think going back and buying it nowadays would be kind of an expensive hollow victory.

Typically first person.

Cavern of Dreams is a great little game, I played it a few months ago. The controls felt a little imprecise (on the PC version anyway) but the graphics absolutely nail the N64 look.

We’ll take all kinds of dragons!

Small dragons, big dragons, even radioactive dragons.

Seconding joggers. They’re basically just sweatpants with good marketing. I’ve got two pairs that haven’t pilled up on me yet.

What if I’m already gay, can the ants pick up on this and leave me alone?