The nostalgia is the point. Nobody stores crackers in barrels anymore, but everybody did then because it was the best option at the time. Same reason the save icon is a floppy disk.

Yeah, dude’s just making shit up or regurgitating an ai hallucination. Orange tiger stripes aren’t blending in with orange dirt either. The herbivores that are a tiger’s prey are reg/green colorblind, which means the orange tiger blends in with the green grasses because the animals can’t distinguish between those colors well.

The rest of the comment isn’t much better. From claiming that a ghillie suit isn’t camouflage (it is). To claiming that a solid color is better camouflage than a camouflage with a decent disruptive pattern. There is good camo and bad camo out there, but Nuxcom_90penis doesn’t seem like the type to see subtly in anything. That’s why I’m up voting you and agreeing with your sentiment here instead of kicking that toxic hornet’s nest.

I can tell that this particular port is more or less from the same time as the PS2 ports in the post’s photo because of the color. The standardization of this port happened long before the standardization of colors to indicate the capabilities of said port. We mostly only see this in variously capable USB ports today. If I remember correctly this yellow color would have been used for a joystick or controller of some kind, but there may have been other ports with the same shape and pin configuration that would have different purposes.

It’s not one more day, it’s tomorrow. If it’s already Thursday, then it’s usually already much less than a day till Friday (because we usually sleep through the first quarter of the day). Wednesday night there is only one more day till Friday.

I want the word “unalived” to be killed or murdered in the most vile and explicit way possible for a word.

I’m not making excuses for anyone, but I’ve accidentally done this. On my phone and messaging app, if I read a text and leave the conversation open (not exiting the thread and the app) I won’t get any further notifications from that person no matter how much they text. I’m sure it’s a setting somewhere, but the setting is dumb. Like, surely I don’t want a bunch of pings when I’m actively conversing with someone and looking at the app, but leaving the thread open and the screen off “should” still get a notification, even if the app is open under my lock screen.

Portal 3?

What’s wrong with tuna salad? Potato salad? Macaroni salad? Coleslaw (a kind of cabbage salad)? Mayo isn’t really all that different than many other salad dressings either. Also, pretty much any decent deli sandwich is basically a salad with meat and cheese dressed in mayo between two slices of bread.

You’re missing out.

Bicycles (and electric scooters) are vehicles that should also be following the same rules as car, i.e. not driving the wrong way down a one way street and not bombing down the sidewalk. I mean, I still look both ways, but that’s because people are dumb maniacs on the road, not because bicycles.

I’ve felt that. In my story, I’m an adult out on a date. I order a molcajete dish from the local Mexican restaurant. I’ve had this dish before at a few places. I know it’s usually spicy. I want this. I have a vague memory of the waitress confirming I was okay with a spicy dish. I enthusiastically confirm.

I had never encountered this level of spicy before. Those other molcajete dishes I’d had were milquetoast. This was flavortown gone nuclear. My entire head turned red apparently. The sweat started on my forehead, then my neck, and eventually my entire head was running like a sock over a faucet. I hadn’t encountered real heat like this before. I was in experienced, so I didn’t know that drinking my beer between bites was only making the heat worse. The waitress kept bringing them though. At one point I could hear people laughing together in the kitchen. It was a quiet restaurant, we may have been the only ones there at this point.

I was not bowed or broken. I ate the whole damn thing. It was otherwise also a delicious dish and now that I had broken through into the fire dimension I was tasting flavors I didn’t even have words for. These flavors were here the whole time but I couldn’t experience them until I had set my mouth on fire. I eventually won the day, or so I thought until the next day when dinner had it’s revenge on the way out.

Jalapenos don’t get the respect they deserve. Sure they don’t have the face melting power of some other peppers. But they taste fucking great in ways the other peppers can’t match. They are also sneaky. I’ve had jalapeno with little to no heat, almost like a better tasting green bell pepper. And I’ve had jalapeno that were face melty sweet awesomeness. The secret I eventually learned was to seek the peppers with those little brown stretch marks. More stretch marks mean more fire.

I see you’ve never played “Dragon’s Lair”, where every scene was cell animated and the player “chose” the path that the animation would take.

You were always only a few clicks away from some program that look liked it hadn’t been updated since Windows 95.

That remains true for 10 and 11 too. For a quick trip back to 1995, just do something that you probably haven’t done this millennium, change your mouse pointer. Instant nostalgia. Device manager in general hasn’t changed much either.

I wouldn’t even count that against them, working functionality shouldn’t be changed without good reason, except that it exposes how much windows is a patch job on a fundamentally flawed design. If it were a boat or car, it would be more Bondo than metal at this point. Why are these dialogs so stuck in the past? Shouldn’t it be a simple matter to have them use the latest design elements to at least look consistent, even if the functionality hasn’t changed a bit.

Same reason anyone has played any of the thousands of games that predate “the cloud” or games that don’t even have a save feature. Cloud saves? No thanks, never have, maybe never will.

Besides, if you’re not paying for the service, you’re the product not the consumer.

Usually only kernel changes if at all, but they mentioned registry keys.

No, the title is a homophone for a slang term for ejaculation.

They knew what they were doing. Obviously this is (I assume) just more of the same step-family kink fad nobody asked for.

Wheels are so boring! Why can’t they just innovate?!

This video says it both ways I’ve heard. The white people around me pronounce it like the one with the union jack (heavy emphasis on the B), the Spanish speakers pronounce it more like the version with the American flag background (ironic). Most of the other pronunciation videos I could find seem to be made by AI voices and mangle the pronunciation in a myriad of ways. This other video has an actual person speaking well (I can’t speak to the rest of the content of the video).

I’ve been mocked and had some people outright pretend they don’t understand what I’m saying when I pronounce guanábana correctly.

It’s not impolite to dig in and eat the food when it is fresh and hot.