pilsken [he/him]

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Cake day: July 26th, 2020

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  • pilsken [he/him]toPost Maine On Main👁👁👁
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    4 years ago

    God only knows. There is also a "podcast" where Chris Wade gets the book read to him by his wife called Infinite Cast - more like an episodic audio book with a little commentary. Worth listen to, if you ever wanted to get into the book at a pleasant pace.





  • pilsken [he/him]togames*Permanently Deleted*
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    4 years ago

    Anybody wanna play over the holidays? I haven't played in like 7 months but it Covid time so what the fuck are we going to do anyway. I am EU, but East is fine too. Hit me up. :party-blob:


  • I'm gonna slightly disagree.

    Obra Dinn is the perfect example of a game that is special because it's finite, has a stellar singular mechanic and extremely distinct visual style. It's wonderful because it is the distilled vision of an artist without comitee, without perfecting or "improving" on it. We don't need more games that play like Obra Dinn, we need more games that are made like Obra Din..

    Would i play a Obra Dinn 2? In a heartbeat. But i think the world is better off with somethings being singular creations.





  • pilsken [he/him]toPost Maine On Main*Permanently Deleted*
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    4 years ago

    A page turner about the history of a family: Thomas Mann - Buddenbrooks. Might be a little strange if you're not german, but it is throughly readable and enjoyable.

    A small mindbender: Bruce Sterling - Zeitgeist: A short weird little novel about a dude and his daughter and concepts of words and narratives and media...

    A big mindbender: David Foster Wallace - Infinite Jest. Yeah, it's a big boy and it is cumbersome to read, but it's utterly funny and weird and captivating once you realize you can skip the parts about detailed chemistry descriptions in the footnotes and go back to the parts about the weird and strange people. Also Tennis (?!).

    Funny, engaging and light reads: Anything by Terry Pratchett. My favorites are the books about the Watch. The fifth Elephant and Night Watch i re-read every year, they are just pure reading joy.



  • John Maynard by Theodor Fontane

    Still burnt into my brain from learning in seventh grade.

    `John Maynard! "Wer ist John Maynard?" "John Maynard war unser Steuermann, aushielt er, bis er das Ufer gewann, er hat uns gerettet, er trägt die Kron', er starb für uns, unsre Liebe sein Lohn. John Maynard."

    Die "Schwalbe" fliegt über den Erie-See,
    Gischt schäumt um den Bug wie Flocken von Schnee;
    von Detroit fliegt sie nach Buffalo -
    die Herzen aber sind frei und froh,
    und die Passagiere mit Kindern und Fraun
    im Dämmerlicht schon das Ufer schaun,
    und plaudernd an John Maynard heran
    tritt alles: "Wie weit noch, Steuermann?"
    Der schaut nach vorn und schaut in die Rund:
    "Noch dreißig Minuten ... Halbe Stund."
    
    Alle Herzen sind froh, alle Herzen sind frei -
    da klingt's aus dem Schiffsraum her wie Schrei,
    "Feuer!" war es, was da klang,
    ein Qualm aus Kajüt und Luke drang,
    ein Qualm, dann Flammen lichterloh,
    und noch zwanzig Minuten bis Buffalo.
    
    Und die Passagiere, bunt gemengt,
    am Bugspriet stehn sie zusammengedrängt,
    am Bugspriet vorn ist noch Luft und Licht,
    am Steuer aber lagert sich´s dicht,
    und ein Jammern wird laut: "Wo sind wir? wo?"
    Und noch fünfzehn Minuten bis Buffalo. -
    
    Der Zugwind wächst, doch die Qualmwolke steht,
    der Kapitän nach dem Steuer späht,
    er sieht nicht mehr seinen Steuermann,
    aber durchs Sprachrohr fragt er an:
    "Noch da, John Maynard?"
    "Ja, Herr. Ich bin."
    
    "Auf den Strand! In die Brandung!"
    "Ich halte drauf hin."
    Und das Schiffsvolk jubelt: "Halt aus! Hallo!"
    Und noch zehn Minuten bis Buffalo. - -
    
    Noch da, John Maynard?" Und Antwort schallt's
    mit ersterbender Stimme: "Ja, Herr, ich halt's!"
    Und in die Brandung, was Klippe, was Stein,
    jagt er die "Schwalbe" mitten hinein.
    Soll Rettung kommen, so kommt sie nur so.
    Rettung: der Strand von Buffalo!
    
    Das Schiff geborsten. Das Feuer verschwelt.
    Gerettet alle. Nur einer fehlt!
    Alle Glocken gehn; ihre Töne schwell'n
    himmelan aus Kirchen und Kapell'n,
    ein Klingen und Läuten, sonst schweigt die Stadt,
    ein Dienst nur, den sie heute hat:
    Zehntausend folgen oder mehr,
    und kein Aug' im Zuge, das tränenleer.
    
    Sie lassen den Sarg in Blumen hinab,
    mit Blumen schließen sie das Grab,
    und mit goldner Schrift in den Marmorstein
    schreibt die Stadt ihren Dankspruch ein:
    
    Hier ruht John Maynard! In Qualm und Brand
    hielt er das Steuer fest in der Hand,
    er hat uns gerettet, er trägt die Kron,
    er starb für uns, unsre Liebe sein Lohn.
    John Maynard."` 
    

  • pilsken [he/him]toPost Maine On Main*Permanently Deleted*
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    4 years ago

    Holy hell, yes. Probably the bane of many therapy seekers in the world. I've heard therapists making reasonable arguments for why the phone is better than e-mail, but i didn't find them to be all that convincing. God, it took me so long to make that call.

    Either way, try to see it as the first step in your therapy. It shows you are ready. That the urge to overcome is finally greater than the suffering and anxiety you are experiencing now. And try to focus on the fact that your fear and anxiety is MUCH MUCH worse than the actual experience of the phone call. It only gets easier, it will probably even feel like relief. It's just a conversation between two humans. And most therapist have seen and heard pretty much everything.

    I got two years therapy for depression, avoidance behavior and anxiety and it truly changed me for the better. It's not magic, but it's the best we got and i believe you can do it too! :red-fist:


  • pilsken [he/him]tothe_dunk_tank*Permanently Deleted*
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    4 years ago

    "Thought-based analysis isn't science".

    Theory is literally everything that is science. Knowing how fast an object falls to the ground means nothing without someone telling you why and how.


  • Airplane air is essentially the cleanest air you can breathe. It is constantly HEPA (High Efficiency Particulate Air) filtered and completely replaced every few minutes. You are not sitting in a small room with hundreds of people. You sitting in a low-pressure, purified room that has a laminar air flow from the roof to below your seat with hundreds of people wearing masks. Sitting in a restaurant with closed windows is likely much more infectious than flying. Of course, if someone with covid sits next to you and coughs on your face, you're fucked. But if people stick to the rules and sit in their place, you're much better off than in most other closed spaces.

    I still doubt "virtuall non-existant" should be used and we have every reason to mistrust these studies, but airplane air is about as clean as it gets. Please don't spread pointless misinformation.


  • pilsken [he/him]toPost Maine On Main*Permanently Deleted*
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    4 years ago

    Fair enough, but all candidates dropping to form the super-mutant-centrist two days before super tuesday is... hard to come by as a singular event. That none of the candidates would even dare to stay in the race for their ego is at least a little bit surprising. Of course the underlying material force created the already fucked up playing field, but if he came out on top on super tuesday it would be much more difficult. It's still an amazing show of force versus the slightest bit of social democracy and social movements peering up under the rug.



  • Take into account that many ruin their bodies with it and acquire no skills for any other employment. Millions of dollar are a lot of money, but if you get irreversible braindamage, worn down joints and no other skills except running fast/being good at sport X it's not absurd. It kinda has to last the rest of your life. This of course doesn't apply to LeBron James or Lionel Messi, but to the hundreds of not-as-famous players. Pro football is especially egregious due to the violent, body contact heavy nature.