I’m currently reading my grandma’s memoirs. I’d really like to see them published, there are some really dramatic stories in there.
But I think it’s too much work for my aunts. They don’t want to publish them as they are without censoring names.
My Nokia N900 with its paltry 128 MB RAM had better multitasking than a modern Android. It’s a farce.
Monty Python’s Flying Circus
Don’t know about the old games but Bomberman 64 has a whole ass single player campaign. Can’t remember the story. Can’t even remember if I managed to beat it. But it was kinda cool.
What about Matrix and XMPP?
Yeah, I forgot Everdrive and stuff existed.
Commodore 64 and DOS are probably the easiest to actually release your game on physical media for. Especially with the new C64 Ultimate. The list would probably look vastly different if you reduced it to the ones you could play on the real hardware.
They knew what they were doing when they made it replaceable.
I love it! Seeing more interoperability makes me all warm and fuzzy inside.
Hope our current car holds out long enough for those buttoned cars to arrive in the used car market.
Probably easier to show how bad thing is if everything else is still kind of ok.
Can’t wait to see France and Germany justify that one.
That’s why the cutscenes in Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 are so great. People interrupt each other, talk over each other, are unsure in what they’re saying. And we got that from a frickin’ video game where the action was recorded before the words with the voice actors never being in the same room together.
Simply amazing. I hope they can keep that level up for the movie.
Hence the saying “A picture is more data than a thousand words.”
Yes. Even after conviction they may only name the culprit in exceptional cases. It’s mostly for the victim’s benefit, but even criminals have a right to privacy.
Note, Germany’s current chancellor voted against the law making rape in marriage illegal.
I recently read my German grandma’s memoirs. During the war she signed up to help in Nazi occupied Minsk. Of course for the Nazis “help” meant ensuring the local newspaper printed propaganda. And beforehand they were instructed to be harsh with the “dumb Russians”.
She once got into trouble because one serial story in the newspaper tended towards a revolutionary message. Apparently the translator didn’t care for the story so he stopped reading it and just let it get printed as he received it. At least that was his official excuse.
Anyways, of course she grew closer to some of the locals. And of course not every single one of them could help with sabotaging the occupiers. So it was extra sad when she eventually had to flee from the approaching Russian army (a day after the officers loudly proclaimed at a Nazi party that they were about to win the war) and had to live with the knowledge that the Russian’s she left behind were all likely to be executed as collaborators.
She couldn’t take them with her because the Nazis would likely kill them for being Russian. Or at the very least put them into concentration camps. And she already knew they were bad, just not how bad.
“The rats playing Doom have become too good at slaying. We can’t let them escape.”
“They escaped.”
Ugh, just cancel them and let them die already.