WytchStar

It’s interesting how some things have changed over the years when it comes to chat rooms. And how other things haven’t. When I first started in The Palace the internet was new, and chat rooms were for shut-ins, agoraphobes, and nerds. We basically lived on the internet. So it made sense to some to treat the room as a place you entered and left.

Now you can sit on a discord server on mobile and have a life, pop in the middle of a conversation somewhere and then leave it. And some servers still suggest you greet a room like you live there.

It’s like, when I was a kid, having internet access to all human knowledge, anywhere, would have been a divine gift. Now we all have computers in our pockets and some people still argue about basic facts that can be resolved instantly. We treat technology very strangely.

The end of Red Dead Redemption. Spoilers for a game that’s over a decade old, but John’s death was a brutal cruelty that stayed with me for a long, long time.

And here I am handing out candy to the neighborhood kids while they walk around with huge smiles and laughter.

This whole fucking thing is fucked.

We’ve discovered the breaking point of paradise. Hope the next sentient species is a little less selfish.

I bought an Ember mug because I thought it was silly. I ended up really liking the temperature control. I don’t rush my coffee/tea. Now every sip is as hot as the first one.

The new Ember costs, I think, half again as much as the first iteration. It’s a cute gimmick but I certainly wouldn’t pay what they’re charging now.