Lato, League Spartan, League Gothic are my three most used fonts by a wide margin. Lato and its variety of weights for most things, League when I am doing design work and need a cleaner title or header.

Lately ive been weirdly taken with TT2020 Style G, which is an odd name for a no-name font that replicates an old imperfect typewriter. For whatever reason, switching my writing software to that (Manuscript) suddenly fired up my writing flow.

A terrible way to die. My grandpa saw a lot of kerning in 'nam. Was never the same after.

Are the vertical lines angled? Or is that just an optical illusion?

It’s crazy to me that they’ve set up a system that essentially requires recidivism in order to keep meat coming through the doors to function, and yet somehow think that that’s normal.

Jail time isn’t primarily meant as revenge or punishment, but more as the time required to revisit the mistakes you did and to make you again a functional member of society.

Dear Americans;

This is what happens when your prisons don’t rely on private profit motives to operate.

Signed: The civilised world.

I know, I’m just really lazy!

I like Noto Sans. But as a Linux user it often irks me too, since every…single…language…is included in most distributions; so half of my time finding a nice font that I just installed consists of scrolling past a bajillion Noto variants.

Gawd, bad Keming is the worst!!!

I have a weird obsession with fonts. I love a good, well designed font. How it looks on the screen, how it looks in print. Nothing too gaudy or showy, but a really good League Spartan or Lato Light. (Not a fan of serifs)

Other than that, normal stuff; 3D modelling, writing, etc…

My other interest that might fall “outside the norm” is that in University, if I had continued beyond my bachelors my primary focus would have been studying the Bronze Age Collapse, and that topic still fascinates me to this day.

Edit: Oh…and spreadsheets. There’s no problem in the world that can’t be fixed with a well designed spreadsheet. All problems come down to data sorting.

You’re vastly underestimating how much the rest of the world likes us far more than them.

America would be immediately gang raped economically by literally every nation on earth if they tried to Ukraine us.

Plus a number of them would be happy to deploy troops as well.

If that’s the tack he wants to take with his argument, than in fact that opposite is true.

They’re a business. You provide them money and they provide a service. So in that respect, there should be no such thing as denial of service for ANYTHING because you’ve already paid for it.

So look…as a sometime writer, I’m all for using 12 words when 5 will do sometimes.

But this entire article is just a dozen paragraphs to say “Elder Scrolls doesn’t isn’t different enough from other fantasy series to standout, unlike Fallout, which was a fresh world on television.”

I would argue that the hardest working sperm fertilizes the egg, so technically it IS the one who wanted it the most.

Most modern social media (TikTok, Snapchat, etc…) are only barely tolerable with the sound muted. WITH sound enabled they are a war crime.

Someone already mentioned my top favorite (Community - “Pillows and Blankets”). So I’ll have to go to my backup which is its equal.

Community - S3E04 - Remedial Chaos Theory.

Why? Because it’s the quintesential Community episode; goofiness, intelligence, absurdity, slapstick. and it all exists in one package)

Winger’s critics suggest he merely improvised hot-button patriotic dogma in a Ferris Bueller-ian attempt to delay schoolwork. Winger decries the accusation as “A slanderous betrayal akin to 9/11.” Later after the war, he would refer to the theory as “essentially accurate.”

First --> Check if I have boobs.

If yes --> Play with them for a bit.

If no --> Proceed to find out who I am.

I would ask him who he is. Then when he gets upset that I don’t recognize him and he gives me his name I say “hmmm, never heard of you.”

Watch is ego implode.

Shit like this is going to happen until us poors remember our place.

And nothing of value was lost.