I feel like for a lot of us, the 24 hour day does not align with our natural rhythm. Since working from home for a few years, I found that a 26-hour day fits better for me. I’d fit in great on DS9.

Oh, and GOG has both Grimrock games for a pittance right now. That miiiight be my whole weekend now.

Ooh, I’m really digging the art style on Grimrock. It’s very reminiscent of the weird-looking old games, but so charming and slick about it.

Weepstone also looks fantastic, like playing an AD&D sourcebook. Will definitely be trying that demo this weekend.

I’ve never been sure what the exact distinction is between disco and funk, nor which side it falls on, but I love Walter Murphy’s “A Fifth of Beethoven”.

https://youtu.be/0ouMaLRth-s

His parents were just massive fans of Klinger from MASH.

If Sugar Rush looked as good as it does in Wreck-It Ralph, I think it’d be a fantastic kart racer.

Also Roy from Rick and Morty. Holy shit, a game that could compress time would be fucking insane, even as mundane as it is.

If you can find all the pieces, have you heard of kintsugi?

If not, it’s a Japanese art of repairing broken ceramics with gold, creating something new and beautiful out of the destruction as the cracks become gold veins running through the piece.

Maybe you could find a craftsman or at least experienced hobbyist in your area who could repair it like that?

As long as we’re mixing series here:

You uh, got an episode number for that T’Pol screencap?

Bot’s broken.

I don’t play many Android games, and enjoy even fewer, but Hoplite is great. It’s pretty simple to play but still requires some thinking, which is what I want out of a mobile game.

Nationeering?

Trying to unstick my fingers when I’m done:

Can you teleport things with you? If so, use your ability to start a business importing items to Albania with nearly zero shipping costs, then invest in the local community until it’s a really nice city to teleport home to.

Yeah, no. Conscription is already a disgusting concept akin to slavery. Conscription to a private corporation dissolves even that minimal distinction.

Sweet potato. It’s what pumpkin wants to be.

This is a mental illness.

Yeah, I think a quasi-religious cult offshoot of the borg could be neat to explore.

The brits neatly sidestep this quandry by calling them pants and trousers respectively, and I think they’ve honestly got the superior system there. I mean one of our American gods (Superman) wears them on the outside, how can we continue in good conscience to call them “under”-pants?

That doesn’t sound right, but I don’t know enough about dishwashers to dispute it.