Only the important ones.

Doritos hands touch my dick all the time…

Pegging isn’t a replacement for a prostate exam any more than getting punched in the tit is a mammogram, despite the similar sensation. Get your butt (and your boobs) checked.

I’ve had such mixed results with that. On one hand it works but it’s rarely a smooth experience. Too many 2d elements blended into 3d and suddenly I’m standing half way through a menu with no way to select anything and a cutscene is running 6 miles away clipped through 17 levels of assets.

Well it’s Unreal, so expect shader compilations and micro stutters, as well as a host of graphic options that may or may not make a visual difference, but will randomly tank your fps for no reason.

Sounds like a marimba when you get to the bendy bit.

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I fucking love that line so much.

I enjoy the subtle throwback in the sequel where Malcolm says, “What is this, some kind of Jurassic Park 2: The Lost World?”

As if the world hasn’t collectively had its head up it’s ass recently…

I’d like it kinda like the PlayStation controller with the pad in the center.

Shiny.

Shit. Pick a character from Chrono Trigger. Citan from XenoGears. Teepo from Breath of Fire 3. I mean, I could go on and on… There are so many classic companions in games. I can’t pick one, and I’m not sure I trust anyone who can, especially when there is bioware money being thrown around.

I think at that point it’s just called a net.

This is my kind of shoulder cat.

As someone who loves hot sauce and smokes menthols, I’m dubious. Maybe my hot sauce is too hot, but it will completely negate the menthol. I haven’t tried it with Altoids or anything, but I don’t know…

The British philosopher R G Collingwood noticed that the painter doesn’t invent painting, and the musician doesn’t invent the musical culture in which they find themselves. And for Collingwood this served to show that no person is fully autonomous, a God-like fount of creativity; we are always to some degree recyclers and samplers and, at our best, participants in something larger than ourselves.

But this should not be taken to show that we become what we are (painters, musicians, speakers) by doing what, for example, LLMs do – ie, merely by getting trained up on large data sets. Humans aren’t trained up. We have experience. We learn.

This is what happens when people try to apply philosophy to science. They get romantic and egotistical. “Oh, humanity, will your wondrous powers of learning ever be duplicated? Not by brutish machines, I daresay. They only do what they are told and learn what is given to them.”

You’re dead on. Science is a process. I can science the shit out of baking soda and vinegar to make a volcano, and I don’t need government funding to do it. What you science is effected by capitalism, but capitalism is just a scare word. No matter what you want to do, if it requires a significant amount of power or work to create your materials, a cost is accrued somewhere, and someone has to pay it, whether it costs dollars or beaver pelts.

And it slaps eternally.

Somehow an improvement to both.