I always regret not having a Dreamcast; my parents were quite happy for me to hold out a year for a PS2. (well, aside from mum having to queue for hours to collect on launch day, after preordering months earlier…) Friends had Dreamcasts, though, and I loved all the couch co-op. So much fun.

Gift link for an extraordinary piece: The Deserter www.nytimes.com/interactive/...

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On a very weebtacular note: While on my solo Japan trip, I said to myself it’d be funny if a J-Pop artist I liked was playing, and I could get last-minute tickets to see them. Yesterday, the day I left Tokyo for Osaka, Nami Tamaki played a show in Tokyo. Because of course 😅 ahh well! Next time…

brings a little tear to my jaded eye to see how many people on Bluesky agree that “eat shit, fucko” is the only appropriate response to debate perverts who are mad that this website contains too few slurs

The thing that all these “Bluesky is an echo chamber” takes leave out is that most of us aren’t here for political or philosophical debates with strangers. Mostly it’s to socialize with friends and talk shit about stupid things. Having a Nazi yelling at you doesn’t enhance that experience.

(FAO @garius.bsky.social, as probably relevant to interests)

Easy to get around, too:

People are saying this place is a great big neko chamber and honestly that's why I give it rave reviews.

If I want to know what boorish, entitled, rightwing arseholes with salmon mousse for brains think then all I need do is watch the news, listen to the radio, read a paper. Like all of us I am actually over exposed to the brain-melting slop that comes out of their mouths. Why would I want more of it?