I know it’s fun hating on Twitter, but even if they had acted, they would’ve blocked his account, and... he still would’ve sent bombs to people. If someone threatens your life, maybe the police should be involved instead. They may still do nothing, but then it’s on the police for not stopping a crazy person.

Man, the visualizer. I remember going to raves in the late 90s, early 2000s, where the video on all the screens around the venue were just playing the visualization of the DJ’s mix streamed through Winamp. 

I’m not sure if I look or not, since it’s a weird and uncomfortable angle to watch my upper arm. I’ll admit though that when I go in for bloodwork, I look away at the last second. I don’t want to see them dig around in there looking for my incessantly rolling vein.

I tried, the 9YO doesn’t care. She plays some Minecraft and dressup games on her tablet, but doesn’t care otherwise. *shrug*

Hilariously, I’ve read Great Expectations and played this game and can’t remember enough about either to even begin to compare them.  

I forgot to add B.Net to that list as well, although it makes me have a number, and all of my friends are real name friends.

I picked a handle (not the one I use on Kinja) on mIRC in 1995 and it’s been everything from my AIM, Twitter, PSN, XBox, Steam, Gmail, Yahoo and everything in between and I’m still good with it because nobody has yet to steal it because it’s two somewhat random words stuck together.

Damnit, I’m getting the box set out again. I think I meant to buy it again on Blu-Ray and never actually got around to it.  I should look into that.

99 cents plus $3.99 media mail.  I actually really love Amazon for the used book store bit of it.  

Hell, and sometimes they are cheaper, I bought a CD today. Funny story, is I bought a CD on Amazon the other day, can’t remember what. It was cheaper to buy the physical disc, and then came with Amazon Autorip. Uh... sure I’ll buy that one instead of the “digital” version.

Well, all the music I’ve ever bought is downloaded and sitting on a Plex server, so good luck taking that from me. Of course that all happened specifically because iTunes removed half an album (not the whole album, WTF?) and I freaked out over it. Don’t regret that decision one bit. But I don’t have a good answer…

Yeah, it’s one of those odd things.  Tootsie Rolls taste like plastic, Hershey’s tastes like burning.  It’s so weird.  I haven’t really noticed anything else that tastes quite so off to me.  I suppose it’s what I get for spending thirty years constantly burning my taste buds off.

I was going to post and mention this. I love the smell of books, old, new, glossy, etc, but most new plastic, especially TVs, but game discs to a lesser extent, smell terrible, like burnt ozone.

I wish they’d let you upload family member accounts to the cloud. My account is covered if the hard drive shits the bed, but my two daughters’ and wife’s save data won’t be. I back stuff up via USB for them every so often, but hopefully the dying hard drive waits until the morning after a manual backup...

I couldn’t really get into this when I was younger, although it brought great joy to my dorky bachelor party, but I see myself and my daughter having a great time with this.  If you could get the right people with the right hardware all in the right place, it was good multi-player fun.

Heh, I used to this when we’d drive long distances for work, except with energy drinks. My coworkers would laugh at me because I’d get in the car, chug a Red Bull, fall asleep in the passenger seat, and an hour later be up and good to go.

I’ve had Portillo’s two, three times, I’m drooling on myself now just thinking about it.  There is nowhere around Atlanta where I live to get Italian beef or any kind of decent Chicago dog.  It makes me sad.

Wendy’s fries are terrible, but I still like their chicken sandwich better.

I have sooo many games for the Vita I’ll never own.