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QTP with a title screen that's iconic to you!

#OuterWilds

The title screen for the video game Outer Wilds.

November 3, 2025 at 7:27 PM

Meta4

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In my defense, I had about 30 seconds to make this sign for #NoKings.

October 19, 2025 at 12:00 AM

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Merriam-Webster

@merriam-webster.com

enshittification | noun | when a digital platform is made worse for users, in order to increase profits

September 3, 2025 at 8:22 PM

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JK

@blueteamjk.bsky.social

Everyone who has ever worked their way up in a large org knows this.

At some point you look around and realize "wait... this is it?" - then you realize, its the same at every other large org on the planet.

And you realize that all of modern society just keeps working mostly by luck.

July 11, 2025 at 6:28 PM

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Stone Cold Jane Austen

@abbyhiggs.bsky.social

It’s a good thing Congress isn’t alive to see this

June 22, 2025 at 12:47 AM

Meta4

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Technically accurate.

Lake Michigan! Live! @lake-michigan.live · Jun 11

Current* conditions near Muskegon, MI:

Wide view of the Muskegon channel southern breakwater stretching into Lake Michigan. // Image captured at: 2025-06-11 02:30:01 UTC (about 6 min. prior to this post) // Current Temp in Muskegon: 55.40 F | 13.00 C // Precip: clear sky // Wind: N at 0 mph | 0 kph // Humidity: 84%

June 11, 2025 at 2:52 AM

Meta4

@millennialfair.com

@karobit.com God’s own chili lime ramen.

May 1, 2025 at 6:10 PM

Meta4

@millennialfair.com

The biggest missed opportunity in Oblivion Remaster is that you still can't give your horse snacks.

April 27, 2025 at 4:48 PM

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karobit

@karobit.bsky.social

i shamed friends into playing Joke Boat, everyone (except me)'s least favorite Jackbox game, and @millennialfair.com actually crushed it

A wooden dummy in a suit is up at a microphone stand to deliver a joke, credited to "James": "A group of dicks walk into a bar and the bartender says 'You've got a lot of balls coming in here.'"

April 20, 2025 at 2:47 AM

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Sara Sanchez

@bcbsara.bsky.social

The largest paying crowd in the history of Wrigley Field was the day Jackie Robinson made his debut. Wrigley is the only park left Jackie played a game in. Mike Ryoko was a kid at that ballpark that day and he wrote about it. Take a minute and read this today.

press.uchicago.edu/Misc/Chicago...

A newspaper clipping from Mike Ryoko part one:

Jackie's Debut a Unique Day
All that Saturday, the wise men of the neighborhood, who sat in chairs on the sidewalk outside the tavern, had talked about what it would do to baseball.
I hung around and listened because baseball was about the most important thing in the world, and if anything was going to ruin it, I was worried.
Most of the things they said, I didn't understand, although it all sounded terrible. But could one man bring such ruin?
They said he could and would. And the next day he was going to be in Wrigley Field for the first time, on the same diamond as Hack, Nicholson, Cavarretta, Schmitz, Pafko, and all my other idols.
I had to see Jackie Robinson, the man who was going to somehow wreck everything. So the next day, another kid and I started walking to the ballpark early.
We always walked to save the streetcar fare. It was five or six miles, but I felt about baseball the way Abe Lincoln felt about education.
Usually, we could get there just at noon, find a seat in the grandstand, and watch some batting practice. But not that Sunday, May 18, 1947.
By noon, Wrigley Field was almost filled. The crowd outside spilled off the sidewalk and into the streets. Scalpers were asking top dollar for box seats and getting it.

Part II:

I had never seen anything like it. Not just the size, although it was a new record, more than 47,000. But this was twenty-five years ago, and in 1947 few blacks were seen in the Loop, much less up on the white North Side at a Cub game.
That day, they came by the thousands, pouring off the northbound Ls and out of their cars.
They didn't wear baseball-game clothes. They had on church clothes and funeral clothes·suits, white shirts, ties, gleaming shoes, and straw hats. I've never seen so many straw hats.
As big as it was, the crowd was orderly. Almost unnaturally so. People didn't jostle each other.
The whites tried to look as if nothing unusual was happening, while the blacks tried to look casual and dignified. So everybody looked slightly ill at ease.
For most, it was probably the first time they had been that close to each other in such great numbers.
We managed to get in, scramble up a ramp, and find a place to stand behind the last row of grandstand seats. Then they shut the gates. No place remained to stand.
Robinson came up in the first inning. I remember the sound. It wasn't the shrill, teenage cry you now hear, or an excited gut roar. They applauded, long, rolling applause. A tall, middle-aged black man stood next to me, a smile of almost painful joy on his face, beating his palms together so hard they must have hurt.

Part III:

When Robinson stepped into the batter's box, it was as if someone had flicked a switch. The place went silent.
He swung at the first pitch and they erupted as if he had knocked it over the wall. But it was only a high foul that dropped into the box seats. I remember thinking it was strange that a foul could make that many people happy. When he struck out, the low moan was genuine.
I've forgotten most of the details of the game, other than that the Dodgers won and Robinson didn't get a hit or do anything special, although he was cheered on every swing and every routine play.
But two things happened I'll never forget. Robinson played first, and early in the game a Cub star hit a grounder and it was a close play.
Just before the Cub reached first, he swerved to his left. And as he got to the bag, he seemed to slam his foot down hard at Robinson's foot.
It was obvious to everyone that he was trying to run into him or spike him. Robinson took the throw and got clear at the last instant.
I was shocked. That Cub, a hometown boy, was my biggest hero. It was not only an unheroic stunt, but it seemed a rude thing to do in front of people who would cheer for a foul ball. I didn't understand why he had done it. It wasn't at all big league.
I didn't know that while the white fans were relatively polite, the Cubs and most other teams kept up a steady stream of racial abuse from the dugout. I thought that all they did down there was talk about how good Wheaties are.

Part IV:

Late in the game, Robinson was up again, and he hit another foul ball. This time it came into the stands low and fast, in our direction. Somebody in the seats grabbed for it, but it caromed off his hand and kept coming. There was a flurry of arms as the ball kept bouncing, and suddenly it was between me and my pal. We both grabbed. I had a baseball.
The two of us stood there examining it and chortling. A genuine major-league baseball that had actually been gripped and thrown by a Cub pitcher, hit by a Dodger batter. What a possession.
Then I heard the voice say: "Would you consider selling that?"
It was the black man who had applauded so fiercely.
I mumbled something. I didn't want to sell it.
"I'll give you ten dollars for it," he said.
Ten dollars. I couldn't believe it. I didn't know what ten dollars could buy because I'd never had that much money. But I knew that a lot of men in the neighborhood considered sixty dollars a week to be good pay.
I handed it to him, and he paid me with ten $1 bills.
When I left the ball park, with that much money in my pocket, I was sure that Jackie Robinson wasn't bad for the game.
Since then, I've regretted a few times that I didn't keep the ball. Or that I hadn't given it to him free. I didn't know, then, how hard he probably had to work for that ten dollars.
But Tuesday I was glad I had sold it to him. And if that man is still around, and has that baseball, I'm sure he thinks it was worth every cent.

April 15, 2025 at 9:55 PM

Meta4

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Quote with a title screen that’s iconic to you!

April 3, 2025 at 7:27 PM

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Andy Kelly

@ultrabrilliant.xyz

One of the coldest game over screens of all time.

Chrono Trigger screenshot. A destroyed planet and the words: IN THE END, THE FUTURE REFUSED TO CHANGE.

March 29, 2025 at 5:22 PM

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GingerOfOz

@gingerofoz.bsky.social

I built a Playstacean!

March 21, 2025 at 11:51 PM

Meta4

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I sent a letter to both Slotkin and Peters. We will see if they even bother responding.

Elizabeth Booker Houston @bookersquared.bsky.social · Mar 12

These Senators are on the fence about voting NO on the CR:

Elissa Slotkin (MI)
Gary Peters (MI)
Jacky Rosen (NV)
Jeanne Shaheen (NH)
Maggie Hassan (NH)
Jon Ossoff (GA)
John Hickenlooper (CO)
Michael Bennett (CO)
Mark Kelly (AZ)
Peter Welch (VT)
Mark Warner (VA)
Time Kaine (VA)

Call (202) 224-3121

March 12, 2025 at 10:54 PM

Meta4

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I'm excited to see what "Various Projects" entails, but I know better than to get my hopes up!

Nintendo Life @nintendolife.com · Mar 11

Chrono Trigger To Celebrate 30th Anniversary With "Various Projects". (Repost)

Chrono Trigger To Celebrate 30th Anniversary With "Various Projects"

Expect more "over the next year"

www.nintendolife.com

March 11, 2025 at 6:19 PM

Meta4

@millennialfair.com

Happy birthday, Chrono Trigger, and thanks for a lifetime of wonderful memories!

March 11, 2025 at 2:59 PM

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Shane Bettenhausen

@shanewatch.bsky.social

over in Japan it's already tomorrow...
so it's also the 30th anniversary of Chrono Trigger!
What a week for new releases for lucky gamers with both a Saturn and a Super Famicom, tho I think this one was like ¥12,900 retail