This might be an unpopular opinion, but Twitch would be better without emotes.  I don’t know what any of them signify and I don’t like seeing them and it just makes me want to close the chat pane.

Escargot is one of those things that the process of making it at home (specifically the sheer quantity of butter involved) make you kind of not want to eat it.  At restaurants, that stuff is out-of-sight/out-of-mind.

The community Christmas decorations tend to coincide with the start of Advent (like the Gävle goat that people like to burn down), but the start of it in homes usually coincides with Santa Lucia’s day, so December 13th, on which the eldest daughter is supposed to put candles on her head and hand out cookies.  I’m the…

As a Swedish American, I’m always confused about people who drag their trees out before January 13th (Tjugondag Jul), which is the designated day you start taking your Christmas stuff down.

I think this is the year I finally clear out my PS1 backlog.  Just one game left in there (Rhapsody: A Musical Adventure) and my PS2 isn’t going to work forever.

Historically though “non-boozy eggnog” was basically not a thing before pasteurization since the alcohol is what kills the microbes that would cause spoilage in a medium incredibly prone to it (i.e. dairy+sugar+eggs). So they wouldn’t have had eggnog to begin with.

Have you all not been participating in the cultural event of blaseball?

Based on my recipe, to make enough eggnog to support 4 gallons of whiskey you’d need about 384 eggs.  Did the cadets have unlimited access to eggs?  You’d think that “that person is carrying around almost 400 eggs” would be more of a giveaway than the whiskey.

I need to know what #11 and #12 are so I can filk “the twelve days of christmas”.

I was never that interested in Cyberpunk 2077 based on the trailers and the marketing (I had played the TTRPG, it was... an 80s TTRPG), but I have to say the shitshow that has been “the release of this game” has been truly amazing.

Fallout: Brotherhood of Steel didn’t “tarnish the brand” enough that Bethesda was unwilling to pay big bucks for it, and that game was worse than 76 ever was.

A significant quantity of magic evaporated from my life when I realized that “stuffed crust” was just “roll the dough up around some string cheese.”

For anything that is scandalously expensive primarily because of supply and demand, I will simply choose to not contribute to the demand.  There’s lots of fantastic beef that’s not Wagyu that’s provides more bang for the buck.

I confess I don’t understand how these games that you pay for once, and have endless development cycles *until it’s good* are supposed to make money. Is it just “the game exists as a platform on which to sell expansion content?”

My biggest problem with the Substack model is- I do not wish to receive or read e-mail.  There is very little pleasant about “opening your inbox” so it’s not something I will do for fun or to keep informed or whatever.

It’s like on those cooking competition shows where they limit you to n ingredients, but they have like “water” and “salt” at your station already.

Pretty much every gum has non-sugar sweeteners in it, are we to give up on gum?

One hopes that as a result of this fiasco CDPR has a lot less unearned good will from the gaming masses since they’re just a big evil company like all the other ones that big.  Sure, they’ve made an all time classic great game, but pretty much every big publisher has at least one under their belt.  The Witcher 3…

I assume not fresh? The proteases in various fruits that break down gelatin will themselves break down at above 120F degrees of so. Anything that’s been pasteurized has been heated noticeably beyond that (I think commercial vat pasteurization is 145F for 30 minutes).

The key with “let the player project whoever they want onto the bank slate” is that this works best when the game provides ample negative space in order to project something.  The classic way to do this is with dialog- you can have 8 different ways of saying “I agree to do the thing” that each mean something different…