Bring back the supercharged Dodge Car-a-Van and we have ourselves a deal.
Bring back the supercharged Dodge Car-a-Van and we have ourselves a deal.
Love that it’s only a year off.
Eh, I save rude for the second “Leave.” It’s a human being on the other side of the door. Half the time it’s some kid who just needed a job summer before college. I say hey, I don’t want solar panels right now, have a nice day.
Now, when you tell me to wait, as you stand on my porch, then I’m going to tell you to get off my porch. I still say please though, because my kids might be listening, and I strive to use good manners in all my interactions, in the hopes they will too. You can be firm and polite.
Sure, not suggesting there are none. In fact, it’s totally feeling, and a poll might shed some light on it, but sometimes I just like to guesstimate.
Midnight Club was my absolute jam back in the mid oughts, loved the shit out of that game. Kinda got away from the Arcade style racers, but that game has a special place for me.
I’m also 37 and I can’t decipher between which ones are real and which ones are made up at this point, and I’m totally okay with it. Where do you, personally, get exposure to this language? My assumption is gaming but I have no idea. I’m not sure what I stopped doing that I’m so out of touch (other than I stopped being cool (a long time ago)).
I assume the most represented generation on Lemmy are millennials, with Z (and apparently Alpha are old enough) being underrepresented. I’d say X is probably underrepresented as well, but less so than younger. I like to think Lemmy is out here on the cutting edge, but I’m old so I’m probably wrong.
Excellent fucking work, wow. This was like 2002-2003, around there, and so we’re twp-plus decades back here. Keep doing whatever you’re doing, it’s working.
I’ll edit too: I may have attributed some negativity to Maddox (although I think he was a self-proclaimed asshole), but Tucker Max is the one who for sure went a bit off the deep end, I recall he ended up writing a book. Pretty much just frat guy personified.
Was gonna say, dude has no hair; his body is just a rectangle. Headbanging, I’ll give it a maybe.
My kids are young and so it’s just a given they’re going to smudge my shit. One day…
We have the freedom to pay more!
Your memory is certainly better than mine. I’m happy enough to have drawn a link between the two. My visits to Maddox’s site coincided with the beginnings of my experimentation phase, so I appreciate anything that made it out the other side.
Despite how we might perceive Maddox in the modern day, the site was such a good representation of what the Internet looked like then. That was what content looked like.
I always end up feeling nostalgic when I talk about it.
I’ll never forget the Astro Glide story.
Publicly shun people. You’re a rule breaker? You’ve been shunned by society and people who associate with you will be known associates of the shunned.
I’m in Jersey (New), and while we attended Catholic services, we weren’t exactly religious, and nor were my neighbors and the town in general. Perhaps it was regional. I have heard of this, just didn’t experience it. My parents also let a little bit of Satan into their lives sometimes too, as anyone who was in their 20s in the '80s did.
That blows, because we’re similar age, I’m born in '87, and I look back fondly at the freedom I had as a kid. It’s a bit how I intend to model my parenting around, although it’s hard to escape modern times in my mind sometimes. But my kids will wander around the neighborhood alone (in a couple of years, still too young), get dirty, stay out til the sun goes down, that kind of thing, with the caveat of not bothering people and their properties. Probably easier said than done on my part, we shall see.
There was just some assumption that the knowledge was somehow inherent, like the RF from cellphones entered the womb and taught them how to troubleshoot their PC.
You’re probably joking, but yeah, I don’t really hang out with people I don’t trust at this point in my life, I’m 37.
Yeah, that’s where I check out. I’m a guy. I know and interact with women. Sometimes I wanna be like Hey, nice dress, because it’s a nice dress, not because I’m thinking about abandoning my kids and leaving my wife over it. Instead I say nothing, because I understand that we live in a time where it might be misconstrued as sexual harassment. It’s dumb.