

Weird. I have no idea why that’s on there.
Middle name’s The.
Weird. I have no idea why that’s on there.
I recommend the new series. It’s a bit more adult. It’s kind of more grown up just like the kids that watched the original are more grown up so far. I’m 5 episodes in and it’s solid. Still retains that same frenetic spirit.
One of the new episodes of Gumball has the answer to this. I never thought I’d see a kids show so blatantly just say it… EAT. THE. RICH.
I don’t want to be your buddy, Rick. I just want a little breakfast…
Is it a cloud or something like Mayflies hatching and it is a swarm of them?
I read this in Alistair Sims voice.
A SUCCULENT CHINESE MEAL?!
Yeah it is a pretty neat idea. Not sure how I’d feel reliving the dream that deeply to make a longer story though. I got goosebumps just writing the post.
It was around the time that game L.A. Noir first came out. I ended up getting really sick with the flu and I was having these really vivid dreams where I was a detective investigating gruesome crime scenes and questioning suspects.
Anyways, my girlfriend at the time worked a lot of odd hours and she had a late shift on one of the days I was sick. So I crawled in bed around 6 or 7 pm hoping I’d get to see her and be feeling a bit better when she got home at 11. I’m exhausted so I immediately fall asleep.
So, I end up having another detective dream where I’m going over this murder scene where this lady was butchered in her kitchen. It’s even in black and white. I’m gathering evidence, questioning the neighbors and other passers by and talking with my partner who reminded me of Robert Stack from Unsolved Mysteries.
While all this is going on I start hearing someone calling my name. Real light and slow like it’s far away. At this point I feel like I’m obsessed with the case and really closing in on a suspect. My partner and I stop to take a smoke break and go over some ideas when I hear my name called again only louder. At this point it’s been escalating louder, closer, and clearer for what seemed like an hour.
I look at my partner and he’s reacting as if he heard it. So I ask him if the stress of the case was cracking me up or if he’d heard someone calling my name too. He just kinda wryly smiles as he looks down stamping out his cigarette under his polished black leather shoe and then just sort of chuckles to himself. He says, “Yeah… I heard it… I guess we’ll have to finish the case some other time.”
I start to argue with him asking him what he means. We can’t stop now… we’re getting too close to an answer! That’s when he finally lifts his head, sort of tips his brimmed hat back, and looks me dead in the eye as he puts his hand on my shoulder. We stand there in silence for a second when we hear someone call my name again only louder and closer this time. That’s when he squeezed my shoulder and calmly yet sternly tells me “None of this matters, none of this is real… It’s time for you to wake up now.”
I instantly shot up wide awake. It felt like I was pulled back into reality, like a rope literally tanked me upright in bed. Now, I’m sitting there just heavily breathing and sweating bullets when my girlfriend walked in and asked me how I was feeling and that she’d been trying to wake me up for like 5 minutes because she’s gotten some soup and crackers ready for me to try and eat.
The whole experience was just so odd I couldn’t shake it for like a week. She’d been the one calling me but that 5 minutes in dream time felt so much longer. Also, it felt surreal how my partner seemed to have real agency and how it all felt so real.
In the end, I never ended up having another detective dream or finishing the case. It’s like the facade of the dream world was shattered in that moment and my partner was kind of saying goodbye. I don’t know why I dreamed of a good man, friend , and partner like Stanford McCallister but I still wish I could thank him for waking me up.
I kind of agree… I hated it at first but it grew on me.
In the US it’s probably because literacy and reading comprehension is the lowest it’s been since the 80s.
https://www.platformer.news/leaving-substack-platformer-year-four/ This looks to be straight from the person that BroBot9000 was referring to. Interesting read.
If you can’t do it through legislation there’s always baseball bats, guns, fists, knives, and other useful tools to get the job done.
This has actually frightened me for years. There are fucking weirdo’s out there that believe so much in the Bible that I think they are actively trying to make the end times prophecy happen rather than just, you know… Evolve?
The Brotherhood of Stone has been at this for centuries making people believe in rocks. Its the most despicable, heinous, ludicrous conspiracy that has its claws reaching into everything, literally everything. I’ve been researching it for decades and I still haven’t found just how far the rabbit hole goes.
Obviously sleeper agents to spread the infernal unnatural words of the geologist conspiracy. Rock Hudson! Just look how long they’ve been keeping the blinders on all of us.
I remember when Reddit threads would have 50000 plus comments on the regular that felt like real discussions where karma kept the assholes in control. The front page always felt full of new things and it felt democratic in a way. In recent years it feels empty, algorithmic, and just kind of sad. Reddit felt like a safe place even with some of the grimier subreddit becoming popular. Now it’s just a oligarch pandering Nazi sympathizer platform. I was on there for 12 years and am happy I left it behind.
What a tragedy. Does anyone have any reliable lists of charities or movements that can be donated to for relief efforts?
Lol. So apparently I had the Bot Account option switched on under my user profile. I don’t remember checking it, but apparently that’s something you can do