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Right, so I can spend $90 on a version of the game that someone who waited will spend $70 on. Because I was excited enough about the game to buy it at launch?

I’m stoked that climbing is now an Olympic sport, but it’s pretty horseshit that they combined speed, bouldering, and lead into one medal. They’re as different as the 100 meter dash, 100 meter hurdles, and the marathon. 

I’m not a surfer, but from what I’ve read (and conversations I’ve had with friends who are avid surfers), it’s a debate between creating identical conditions for each surfer to solely evaluate their skill in riding and NOT creating identical conditions in order to make them use their skill in picking the best wave,

Not just that, but a lot of fairly important plot points only happen in random dialogue that can be easy to miss. I only really caught them on my NG+ playthrough. Another spoiler alert:

Spoiler alert for those who haven’t finished the game:

I’ve made the comparison before, but I consider Ratchet and Clank to be Sony/Insomniac’s version of Mario. They’re both uninterested in explaining/rationalizing the ridiculousness of their universes in favor of throwing you into whimsically fun gameplay, and while you don’t need to have played any of the previous

The story explores his and Rivet’s feelings about it, but then the game ends with literally no resolution or even acknowledgment of the emotional through line of the story.

If someone turned on their AC, got a face full of spiders, freaked out, and then ran over my kids, I’d be like, “ok yeah, fair enough.” 

For the harder stuff, there’s always vacuum repair shops, which are less obscure than they sound.

It feels like such a weirdly missed opportunity. While this is a superb third-person action game, utterly packed with the same joy as 2016’s game plus a few new tricks, it feels weirdly lacking in inspiration. As much as I’ve hugely enjoyed playing it, and as stunned as I’ve been by its art, in the end it is just

As Natalie Lundsteen, an assistant dean for career and professional development at the University of Texas Southwest Medical Center...

Anecdotally, gymnasts and rock climbers often protect their ripped hands by applying a balm that keeps the raw skin moist.

Personally, when I think of that kind of dude, I think of an asshole.

Also: demand and vote for candidates who support universal single-payor health care.

One argument against cleaning your tub while you shower is that you’ll waste a lot more water as the shower runs while you’re scrubbing everything down. We’re hurtling at warp speed toward an ever hotter future where water is going to be rationed Mad Max style. Why push it even just a tiny bit closer?

Why you shouldn’t take online personality quizzes with your tween: you’re giving marketing companies free data to start creating shadow profiles of your kids. It was one thing when these quizzes were confined to the pages of a physical magazine, but now those data live in perpetuity in the cloud. You might as well

I’m so excited. Tools of Destruction was the first and only R&C game that I’d played until the free PS4 remaster a couple months ago, and it was a blast. It doesn’t have the pedigree of something like Mario, but I’d put R&C up there in terms of games that embody unadulterated joy and whimsy. 

That hay loft scene reminds me of the final puzzle section of Monkey Island 2: LeChuck’s Revenge, where LeChuck chases you around the tunnels of Big Whoop. He can’t kill you, but seeing his zombie body pop out to send you to another room with his little Guybrush voodoo doll scared the crap out of me when I was a kid.

It’s Time to Switch to a Dummy Email Address on Quit Facebook

Fixed that for you. 

What could you use tiny Ziploc bags for on 4/20? Hmm...

Any metallurgists or knife nerds out there know how heating up a knife like that would affect its sharpness long term? I could see doing this on some cheap kitchen knives, but I’m pretty sure my girlfriend would turn the knife on me if I did it to any of her