Ah young one I was once like you until I realised, that by not making the bed, your fitted sheet ends up absorbing more dust and moisture during the day and you have to change them more frequently. For truly optimal laziness it's best to at least throw the quilt over.
Interesting thanks. It seems like it takes a lot of practice! It makes me wonder if it's possible for an "earworm" song to get stuck in your head if you've only ever heard it with your "mind's ear"
Just watched it! It's amazing how much effort he goes to. Makes me appreciate how complex and expensive carbon capture and sequestration at any kind of scale must be.
I always wanted to have a full team of glitch Pokemon:
Ash is wading along the beach on cinnabar island when suddenly he falls over onto the hard ground. Bright light comes from all around as he looks up in shock to see a strange emtpy wireframe space.
As he gets up, a piercing noise shatters the silence, it seems to come from inside his own head. A shadowy, pulsating form fades and crackles into view. An 'arm' extends and throws a ball, completely black like a void. Exploding from within is a pokemon...? No It can't be! Ash stares wild eyed at the strange rectangular form, a chunk missing in its top right corner. It shrieks as it ripples with strange patches of incomprehensible randomness.
Ash's vision flashes for a moment back to the beach, he's staring up at his friends as he lies on the sand. They're saying something but he can't hear it. He can't speak, his eyes are portholes and he's trapped inside. Then he's gone, back to the broken liminal space.
The pokemon is approaching. Or is it? It doesn't seem to exist properly, a 2D form in a 3D space that only seems to grow in his vision. Ash looks down to see pikachu by his side, hair standing on end. They exchange a glance and he knows what to do.
The fight is a blur, each new opponent more incomprehensible and impossible than the last. As the final entity is destroyed. Ash falls to his knees, his mind shattered by the infinite cosmic chaos. The strange 'gym leader' begins to fade and the world starts to crumble to blackness. A bright light is shining. A voice emanates from all around. "Wake up ash you'll be late for school."
Ash opens his eyes and looks around, he is in bed. The world seems so much more detailed, so much more real. A handheld gaming device rests on his chest, white light flashes from its LCD screen as a pixelated title cutscene plays. A single word appears. PoKéMoN™
I'm afraid to say I did too and it wasn't until I saw his time-lapse that I was fully convinced. I think it's the soft, studio ghibli like style. One of the chat GPT models was spruiking it a year or so ago and everybody was posting 'Ghiblified' profile pics so now it's kind of synonymous with low effort AI art (which is such a shame).
I thought so too so I checked. The plague came in many waves (famously the black death was in the 1300s which may be why we were confused) but there was a major plague outbreak in 1665-1666 which is when Newton was doing his work on optics.
The tram was originally in Fallout 3, the broken steel expansion, not NV. The tram hat was used because of limitations in the engine. I assume the obsidian Devs just copied the existing solution for NV. Also more fun, it wasn't an NPC, it was you, the player character and the tram wasn't a hat it was a technically piece of shoulder armour.
Possums are not native to China or new Zealand. Australia is correct but they can also be native to New Guinea and parts of Indonesia.
Certain species of possums like the ringtail can have partially hairless tails.
When comparing to Australia's most common possum (Brushtail, max 4.5kg), the Virginia opossum is bulkier but has roughly the same body length. The largest possum (Bear Cuscus is nearly twice as big)
Sources vary but it's clear there are significantly more opossum species than possum species.Possums species are much more distinct though.
I've always found puritanical groups quite interesting. They seem to evolve out of any subculture be it religious or not. Take the 'straight edge' culture, a group of hardcore punk kids who rebelled against the excesses of the punk underground and swear an oath against drinking, drugs and casual sex.
On the religious front you have groups like the shakers. An offshoot of the quakers whose utopian vision prohibited all sex. As a consequence the movement all but died out as they couldn't reproduce to create new members!
Ah young one I was once like you until I realised, that by not making the bed, your fitted sheet ends up absorbing more dust and moisture during the day and you have to change them more frequently. For truly optimal laziness it's best to at least throw the quilt over.