“We wanted it to work like Perl,” said someone who should have been killed on the spot.
“We wanted it to work like Perl,” said someone who should have been killed on the spot.
Search “Macintosh skydiving game.” Skydive! from 1999? You mean Skydive!? Don’t scroll down, it’s all Skydive!.
Search “classic Mac skydiving game.” Skydive!'s an iMac-era classic, so you must want another twenty of the same thing.
Search “classic Mac freefall game.” Ohhh, you mean Sky Diving Simulator, from the same year.
Deep sigh.
Search “classic Mac game where you can drop a guy on a horse.” Stunt Copter, yeah.
Wittgenstein essentially said there is only counter-evidence. You cannot support an explanation; you can only disprove competing explanations. This was famously expressed as a conversation about heliocentrism. His friend said, “To ancient people, it looked like the sun went around the Earth.” Wittgenstein replied, “What would it have looked like if it looked like the Earth went around the sun?”
A high-effort shitpost that almost predates microprocessors.
Still signed by Noah, at a spry 413.
Engineers don’t let engineers design interfaces.
God Awful Movies covered Boondock Saints a couple years back, and one of the hosts demanded to know who replaced the movie they loved in college with some intolerable horseshit.
The sequels were all fanfiction. But they’re all distinct kinds of fanfiction.
7 is written like the characters are also fans of the movies: Finn is shocked by hologram technology he’d see every day, people parrot lines that were once clever, the camera lingers on a broken astromech droid, et very cetera. The returning characters are living legends famed for their transformative effect on the whole galaxy but also haven’t changed one iota since we last saw them.
8 is an anarchist deconstruction of Star Wars that somehow got turned into an actual Star Wars movie: a rebel soldier becomes disillusioned after her sister died for nothing, the good guy and bad guy agree the current conflict is a pointless sham, and details throughout scream that no mere organization could ever own the magic that belongs to all living beings. And then a surprise fourth act goes “whoops nevermind.”
9 is a toddler telling a story: “and then… and then… but no he didn’t?.. and then…” It’s like a child learned about fakeout deaths yesterday and expects it to be equally shocking every single time. Then the big battle needed to involve every toy in the toybox, especially the horses, because spaceships can’t look up. At least in the end we got the Rey x Kylo connection it all built toward, and their kids are gonna be the most powerful nevermind.
Reflective LCDs would have been equally blurry, in full color, and still tolerated optional tennis-ball-green frontlights for playing under the covers.
The real surprise came a decade later when everybody except Nintendo missed that active TFTs made color a decent option.
Oh god, Ni-Cd. Six hours of charging for fifteen minutes of use.
Color wasn’t to blame. It was the cold-cathode backlight.
From 1990 to 2000, AA capacity in watt-hours basically doubled. Which did mean anything you had could have modern batteries, since you’d just… buy new batteries.
This is mostly how the DMG Game Boy needed 4 AAs and the Game Boy Pocket got away with 2 AAAs.
See also the client camera movement guide:
GNU Autotools: yes.
Wow, a name more offputting than Soylent.
Bachelor Chow.
Soylent sounded like it was intended to address this - like a high-calorie SlimFast. But the actual goals, marketing, pricing, and even form factor ultimately weirded me out.
How is there no commoditized oatmeal shake in a can? Gimme a 600-calorie bottle of lightly-flavored goo.
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