its been about 10 years since she showed me this but i am STILL thinking about how my (then) 4 year old cousin drew birds
OBSESSED with this creature; she draws the body from above/below and the head from the side, with a giant eyeball that takes up the entire head and never looks in a specific direction. in a very old-fashioned sense: iconic
Yeah I would have guessed this was on some ancient pottery or something
Haven’t been respecting the midlife crisis mancave-bait Gen X retro band tables they’ve been making lately but Jersey Jack has topped the 1994 Data East here, even supplanted Viper GTS: Night Drivin’ as best pinball table featuring Slash.
Sweet Child O’ Mine is a multiball where they just feed you like six for the first half of the song, on the other hand no one wants to see a video of the band and audience from a fucking 2020 performance
I wonder if Bono ever envies how Axl got the music press to spend the early ‘90s constantly wondering out loud if and when Chinese Democracy was coming.
Verdict: Respectable
Slash looks fine; the hat doesn’t age and if the curls ever went grey he dyes them. But Axl’s “Calvin at 25 years old” schtick is absurd now, he’s approaching AC/DC levels of “you look dumb dressed as a schoolboy”.
Alright, so tomorrow we’re doing a gridiron, that’s a pinball tournament formatted after an NFL season, where everyone is matched to a team, plays their schedule, and then proceeds to playoffs by NFL rules. We used to do it yearly in the mid-2010s, but this is the first time in six years; it’s great cause at the end the playoffs eligibility gives you intense rooting interests in total strangers’ games.
Alright, so tomorrow we’re doing a gridiron, that’s a pinball tournament formatted after an NFL season, where everyone is matched to a team, plays their schedule, and then proceeds to playoffs by NFL rules. We used to do it yearly in the mid-2010s, but this is the first time in six years; it’s great cause at the end the playoffs eligibility gives you intense rooting interests in total strangers’ games.
Back when I had – well not just the anxiety disorder but merely the ability to feel loss at all – I used to make myself regularly envision actively accepting the death of loved ones in the name of higher goals, so that I would never (or at least be confident that I would never) risk falling to corruption that way.
So I’ll roll my eyes when thought-they-were-winning types whine about editors trying to commission their way into anti-wokeness happening, but it is really funny how much energy went into fluffing up the lower Manhattan thing when the vibe turned without them ever mattering.
Alright, so tomorrow we’re doing a gridiron, that’s a pinball tournament formatted after an NFL season, where everyone is matched to a team, plays their schedule, and then proceeds to playoffs by NFL rules. We used to do it yearly in the mid-2010s, but this is the first time in six years; it’s great cause at the end the playoffs eligibility gives you intense rooting interests in total strangers’ games.
Well it is a nice thing about Portland that even the 2023 new arrivals replacing a more grizzled (but ultimately resolved to things) crowd at least know how to sing along to Friends in Low Places
That’s Garth Brooks, the guy who oversaw the ‘90s mainstreaming of country Billy Ray Cyrus merely heralded! But still.
Realizing that now that the anxiety zeroing means I don’t need the anxiolytic effect of alcohol (that’s what “I don’t need alcohol/drugs to have fun!” means) and I’m also not compulsively drawn to order and down drinks just cuz I’m at a bar, I could stand to go driving further afield at nights.
The one downside is my developed ability to see (and understand what I’m seeing) in 3D drops to like 25% at night now. Even in evening twilight it gets hard to determine if something in the middle distance is 2 blocks or half a block away.
Also sad to say I think I lost a permanent bonus to Awareness checks when the anxiety disorder went away.
It is 2023 and Princess Zelda is the standard reference subject for comparing AI models and prompts with reference to their effectiveness at generating erotic images of girls peeing themselves
I think it’s because there are enough images of various versions of her out there to generate a consistent aesthetic of what Princess Zelda and Princess Zelda’s clothes look like without looking exactly the same each time
Realizing that now that the anxiety zeroing means I don’t need the anxiolytic effect of alcohol (that’s what “I don’t need alcohol/drugs to have fun!” means) and I’m also not compulsively drawn to order and down drinks just cuz I’m at a bar, I could stand to go driving further afield at nights.
The one downside is my developed ability to see (and understand what I’m seeing) in 3D drops to like 25% at night now. Even in evening twilight it gets hard to determine if something in the middle distance is 2 blocks or half a block away.
Realizing that now that the anxiety zeroing means I don’t need the anxiolytic effect of alcohol (that’s what “I don’t need alcohol/drugs to have fun!” means) and I’m also not compulsively drawn to order and down drinks just cuz I’m at a bar, I could stand to go driving further afield at nights.
So Disney owns the MCU but Marvel can still license out the concept of the Avengers, soft butch!Captain Marvel, Black Panther and Dr. Strange fighting Thanos for the Infinity Gems.
Verdict: better than the movie-license Avengers table plus the Guardians of the Galaxy one
There’ve been a few efforts lately to graft modes and multiballs to vintage layouts; this is the best I’ve seen, with a mid-60s base with all the best features: rollover bumper lanes, a drop alley, a return to plunger, liteable spinners, A-B-C targets, 2 drop banks, a tight loop with a saucer lock, and a TOTAN-style spinner that magnetically captures balls to start (basic no-rules feature) modes. With an in-table instruction screen and old school backglass spinner-reel scores.
Oh anyway, 1.5 yard more topsoil out, largely into barrows dumped in the backyard within the fence; realizing I’ll need another bedload where I thought that would do, and 2 rather than 1 more of 4-way: it was flowing so much better than topsoil the other day because it was all fluffed out.
Then again to the pool. I held on to the wall and kicked til I got a stitch in my side – I think my form improved a bit – then appreciated doing squats in shallow water where the buoyancy helped at the lowest point. The two hottest girls from the other day were back, but unfortunately this time the rest of their group was clearly in high school and not college.
there’s been a lot of new entrants nosing their way into pinball lately; this from Pedretti is a new head for your existing Whirlpool cabinet that expands the mystery pool to 16 and adds some 1990 Steve Ritchie-ass modes to your 1990 Pat Lawlor table, plus a score display screen with good Flash-level animation.
Haven’t been respecting the midlife crisis mancave-bait Gen X retro band tables they’ve been making lately but Jersey Jack has topped the 1994 Data East here, even supplanted Viper GTS: Night Drivin’ as best pinball table featuring Slash.
Sweet Child O’ Mine is a multiball where they just feed you like six for the first half of the song, on the other hand no one wants to see a video of the band and audience from a fucking 2020 performance
I wonder if Bono ever envies how Axl got the music press to spend the early ‘90s constantly wondering out loud if and when Chinese Democracy was coming.
