Don’t tell me I’ve never done anything for y’all.
Throwback Saturday, whatever.
I found myself humming the world music tune from this game, and now I HAVE to find a way to transpose it unto a fun instrument. Maybe a baby piano? Ukelele? ACCORDION?
If people who go on internet forums solely to cause grief are called ‘Trolls,’ I propose we call those who go on to post fact/grammar check be called ‘Crows’ for the following reasons:
1. Crows pick things apart. Obvious.
2. Easier to say ‘Crow’ than any other scavenging winged mammal, such as ‘Vulture,’ since the latter has a more solo, scrounging, survival impression over the more menacing and cruel MURDER of crows.
3. What with the increasing popularity and visibility of Game of Thrones, I would find it fun to call out to these fact-checkers, ‘YER A DEAD CROW!’ once in a while.
Now, normally I don’t approve of natural methods. For example, using St. John’s Wort for depression? About as legitimate as big pharma, in my opinion. So, naturally (ha) I would not pay much attention to something like trying that no-poo method: baking soda shampoo and apple cider vinegar rinse.
Verdict? Actually works, and very well too.
My oft wavy-spongelike hair dried quicker out of the shower, but felt light and manageable. There is a twinge of the vinegar scent, but next time I will add some lavender and rosemary essential oils in with the vinegar, and rinse under water longer. Then I’m gonna get all up on some mirror Princess Jasmine style. Yes.
I was watching some videos regarding Ubuntu Phones, and, like I imagine most late-20s-post-millennials might consider, will the next generation mock our reluctance towards an increasingly tactile technology?
But, more importantly, will they have enough money to afford mocking us? I hate to admit it, but - just like all the younger generations before, and including, us - they probably will.
Tech just gets cheaper and cheaper. Not a decade ago, I thought 1 gigabyte of RAM was immensely quick, and vaguely recall someone at a dorm party saying, “If they start making solid state drive computers, I will (picks up his Mac Cube) throw THIS the fuck away!”
And, despite growing economic disparity, the younger generations are largely manning ridiculous - I mean, with respect to the known history of civilization - and previously unfathomable things, such as quad-core phones and stronger-than-steel glass screen tablets, compared to older generations, who were witness to the proliferation of personal computers while weaning off crock-pot recipes and Saturday Night Fever, but can’t seem to figure out how to sync their contacts between devices.
Which makes the future look sort of like this to me: software work becoming lower-skilled in terms of job demand, a clear working-class majority inspiring gradual income-gap leveling - and apathy, and a nameless restlessness we subdue with legalized drugs (not a terrible thing, imho).
I, for one, welcome our Neal Stephenson-esque dystopia; please patch me through to Hiro Protagonist.