Zagam @ Zagam @piefed.social

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Yeah. If you're into it, do it. Never turn down a chance to learn something or develop a skill. Pick your audience when using a skill though. You may be able to juggle 5 balls, but a funeral probably isn't the place. Talking like a dude that stepped out of a time machine could be cool in a bar, but not so much if you're giving a presentation on finance.

I don't have the time to play many games now but I recently bought Dirt 5 for my arcade fix and Dirt Rally 2 for my sim fix. I've always loved rally games.

And yeah, still super close with one of those guys. When I can find the time, we spend our time playing Day Z, Arma Reforger, Sea of Thieves. He plays Forza, but I'm trying to get gud at DR2 before getting him into it so I can win at least a handful of games first.

Oh man. We had just gotten a PS1 and Need for Speed. We lived in a little apartment over a beer store. Friday night would come and we'd spend the entire weekend racing each other and drinking way too much. We'd let the loser of the race stay on and the winner would sit out. That way we all got practice and got really, really good. Good times.

Yeah, fuck those people. Pain hits everyone differently. I had my ribs tattooed and yeah, it hurt but not like bad-bad. I saw a guy that was getting his done and you'd have though they were gutting him alive. Full on screaming. I have zero doubt it was real for him. That's when it dawned on me fully that while there are some common things that hurt, we all have a totally different relationship with pain.

I did my shoulder skating a bowl. I went to the er then home. I can't imagine getting back into a game afterward. You're a seriously tough dude.

To laugh at the absurdity of it all.

And if you ask Vonnegut; to fart around.

I once got to Sweet Frog 5 minutes after they closed. That was pretty bad.

Pain wise, dislocating my shoulder, elbow/top of foot/chest tattoos were about tied for about 9 on the scale.

Being sea sick is a misery I only wish on a select few.

Arch cramp or Charlie horse in the middle of the night is a personal hell.

I told my wife flat out to not talk to me about news or politics at all unless it was good news. It took a few weeks to get it to sink in, but she's stopped. I do keep up in small doses so I'm not completely shut off, but I get headlines a couple of times a week, not dozens daily. Set a boundary and either she respects it or you tell her it's time to move on.

I got involved with my hyper-local community. Like 3 blocks around my house. I walk my goats almost everyday and make sure to chat to all my neighbors. I tell and share good news with them; recipes, gardening, weather, Halloween plans, whatever. If they start in with doom shit, I just gently redirect them. "Yeah, I saw that but dude, I found a place down the street that has the best cookies." Again, it took a bit but they've started to get it. We don't have to focus on the shit. We can be aware of it but it doesn't have to be central to everything. One neighbor and I are going to start a block party movie night. I do dumb thing while walking too. Pick up trash, straighten other people's yard signs, move trash/recycling cans back to the yard side when empty. Little shit that just makes other peoples lives a tiny bit better. That stuff is contagious too.

Another thing that's helped is my core friend group. We were already a bunch of nerds, but now we have like 3 rpg games going. Not all of them are regular, but it's a way to tune out without shutting down. There is a spoken agreement that we keep real life shit out of our sessions and they're just for unwinding and living a fantasy for a bit.

Unfiltered water can have lead it in.

Oh. Wait, we have a misunderstanding. This can happen online when you can't type inflection or tone. My bad.

I am fully aware of my actions, the results, the costs, and fully accept any consequences that come my way. I am not under any impression that I am not a problem, not the bigger asshole, or less petty than anyone else. I drive about 200 to 250 miles in a 40 hour work week and have tons of experience with bad drivers. Sometimes I get in a mood and basically lash out at everyone. It's a fault of mine and I know it. I'm not apologizing for it or working to correct it. Petty? You bet. Asshole? Present. Cause of accidents? No, I'm actually very careful not to do that.

I'm by and large a way more courteous driver than most people I see. You have a turn signal on? I'll do everything I can to help you change lanes. I zipper merge like they showed in the text book. Do I speed? Yes, but never more than 5mph over the limit and never in a resedential area. Every bicyclist gets at least 5 feet of clearance. People walking dogs get the same.

But you honk at me in the first second of a green? We're waiting till I feel like going.

Fascinating probably isn't the word you want.

It's not my job as a driver to worry about someone behind me thinking I'm moving too slowly. It's my job as a driver to be aware if some other moron is running a red light. And as impatient as you mother fuckers are, it's probably you.

Same. I was in a hurry till you honked. Now all of a sudden I have all day and nowhere to be.

Lot of people in this thread thinking the split second the light turns green we need to gun it. Get fucked, I'm not on my phone and you're just an impatient asshole. No one owes you a jack rabbit start. Calm the fuck down and breath.

Honestly it's surprising there's isn't an X in it. Maybe Elmo had hit a new stage in growth.

When they bailed on Brian Johnson and picked him up, I stopped listening to ac/dc altogether.

Are you suggesting had the driver seen the red light, he would have stopped? Like, in the world we live in, you truly think all the laws that get broken on a regular basis, people just wouldn't run a red? This is so naive it's adorable.

Me? Average. Maybe a little better than average. I've never been the driver in an accident. I've been pulled over twice. Once for a headlight out and once for doing 52 in a 45 (I suspect the bigger crime was it not being a local on a road where the people that lived there routinely drive 60+), and my insurance usually goes down about every year or two.

But I've made a few mistakes, mistimed some lights, and forgotten to use my turn signal. But id say on the whole, I'm not too bad.

Maybe had he not been staring at the light and stopped, he'd have seen all the warnings. Having rushed a light or two myself, I'm pretty sure the focus in on that.

Anything by guns and roses. I've turned off other people's radios at work when they come on. It's almost started fights but that shit can fuck right off. I can deal with anything else but there's so etbihg about gnr that gets up my nose.

I wonder how it would have gone if he stopped for the red.