chopstick2u.bsky.social
@chopstick2u.bsky.social
Lay down for the bus, Admiral.
December 2, 2025 at 2:28 AM
I was too shy to sing a single note in front of people until the day I saw my friend butchering Pixies' "Wave of Mutilation" and then I had it take the mic and show how it's done. I enjoy karaoke to this day because that moment helped me break through my fears.
October 28, 2025 at 12:02 PM
My honest answer is the drowning music from Sonic 2. But the first time I played a "scary game" was the last couple levels of Jedi Knight: Mysteries of the Sith. Huge, growling, ambushing monsters. Darkness, thunder, no guns. It's the first time I felt the stress I later felt playing Dead Space.
August 23, 2025 at 5:11 PM
I remember every album that was borrowed and not returned. Jim W has my Zao CD (with the DVD with all the Steve Albini studio banter!), Gregg T has Portishead... all are dead to me.
June 11, 2025 at 7:15 PM
Be well, Plante. I'm parasocially rooting for you. There's a lot of things to be sad about these days, but I have room in my heart to be sad for Polygon, too.
May 2, 2025 at 1:14 AM
I liked that Black Mirror episode, too!
April 21, 2025 at 2:10 PM
It was all nu-metal. It was always nu-metal. Ever since 1991, the year nu-metal broke.
March 19, 2025 at 4:12 AM
Every time I've faced a friend's incredulity over a movie I missed, I always deflect by telling them I never saw Wizard of Oz. I think I need to keep it that way.
March 3, 2025 at 12:56 PM
It's the new version of, "it's just allergies" *sniiiiifle, sneeze*
February 3, 2025 at 10:49 PM
Does anyone besides the executive branch have standing to stop this in court?
February 1, 2025 at 12:38 AM
The threat of impending tariffs lowered my resistance to impulse buying Chinese tech. Bought a Hiby R4 Digital Audio Player because I wanted to be able to wear my big Sennheiser headphones while I fold laundry, and phone dongles suck. DAP life is grand! But now I've started buying Chinese IEMs...
January 23, 2025 at 4:01 PM
This discourse blows.
January 6, 2025 at 6:19 PM
"Oh shit. He's mad that I slept in and didn't shovel until noon on the last snow day. I hate the way he passive aggressively clears my section of the sidewalk with his snowblower in three minutes."
January 6, 2025 at 12:33 AM
Telling my homies Liz Lopatto liked my massage chair metaphor so much she put it in the lede. It originally occurred to me after I had sat motionlessly through all 9 minutes of "Ka Re Ha Te Ta Sa Ki -- No Ones Grieve" by Boris. Nice work, Liz!
January 2, 2025 at 7:04 PM
We meet at last, my parasocial archenemy!

Just kidding, don't block plz.
December 30, 2024 at 2:04 PM
Is it heavy in a chill, massage chair way (Electric Wizard, Boris) or heavy where I'm making the stankiest stank face while I abandon all hope for humanity? (Indian, Primitive Man, The Body)
December 20, 2024 at 3:13 AM