I’ve heard arguments for the opposite: women who act should be called actors, not actresses, the logic being that the -ess suffix is diminutive, so all actors should just be actors. It seems like there are perfectly reasonable arguments to be made for either side.

The phenomenon of consciousness / individuality / free will is the fragment of our higher-dimensional anatomy that intersects with our 4-dimensional reality.

I have a suspicion that a candidate chosen in a RCV primary would have a mathematical advantage in a general election against one from another party not chosen by RCV, but I’d need someone with better math and electoral analysis skills than me to address the question.

Avalanches, Since I Left You

I was deeply confused to see a bunch of Ferraris outside of some huge institution in the middle of Providence, Rhode Island. Take a high performance vehicle and put it in the most tightly packed, narrow, curvy-street urban area in America with the possible exception of Boston. Why don’t you go ahead and take a snowmobile to Hawaii, while you’re at it.

“Who’s Gonald Trimp?”

I had a quiet night to myself so I thought I’d crack open the copy of Samurai Shodown on my shelf that I’ve been staring at for a few years. I played some Shodown back in my ZSNES days, I bet I can dust off the old skills!

So anyway, three matches in and the computer has so thoroughly whipped me that I think maybe I could use a slightly more relaxing pace of game.

So I open up the copy of Metal Slug XX on my shelf that I’ve been staring at for a few years. I played some Metal Slug back in my ZSNES days, I bet I can dust off the old skills!

So anyway, a couple of levels in and the computer has so thoroughly whipped me that I decide to fall back to good ol’ Broforce. Nice relaxing Broforce…

🤡 🔫 🤡

The Dreamcast controller is ugly as sin but surprisingly comfortable to hold. It must have the widest delta between looks and ergonomics of any controller.

That’s a fair point. I forgot that some infinites are larger than other infinites.

Routines is our friend. Routines takes care of us.

And the guy in the middle is arguably the most powerful SCP in the room. Whenever he is killed, he regenerates a new body to replace the old one, and he also might be host to some even more appalling eldritch abomination.

Hmm.

Since Trump hit the scene, I’ve come to believe that everything that can happen has had a 50/50 chance of being either normal or absolutely batshit insane. And, really, that’s much too high a ratio of insane. If the insane thing happened one time out of a hundred or a thousand or so, that would be the right amount of insane outcomes. But fifty fifty is completely intolerable.

A: This is an ad.

B: Fuck it, I want that knife. Anyone know where I can get one?

Edit: Okay, here it is.

We’d have to ask /u/dual_sport_dork if it’s even worth it’s relatively cheap price tag. I’d lay even odds that it’s not.

I can think of “penny for your thoughts,” and “I don’t give a red cent,” and arguably the very concept of “penny loafers,” but all of those are fairly archaic. What are some others?

An Andrew Cuomo-era nursing home.

“Empty”?

What are the mimics disguised as? Floorboards? Lint?