Rumors from who?

You might like a lot of stuff by The Sword.

Example

There are vocals but they are smooth and crisp rather than the xtreme death metal habit of trying to eat the mic.

The electric chair. You looked so tired. You’d been running for so long.

Full Spectrum Warrior.

What a neat game that nobody talks about. It’s in the squad level tactical shooter wheelhouse, although it isn’t actually a shooter. You take an over-the-shoulder view switching between two (sometimes 3) teams in a squad, directing them through levels. It is sort of like Brothers In Arms, though in a more modern setting, small numbers of people to control, and having to fully rely on your NPCs to kill the enemies. An interesting twist on the squad management genre, it sits somewhere between a tactical management shooter, and a top down management game like Door Kickers.

‘Screamers’ is a 1995 scifi movie starring Peter Weller. There’s just something about the vibe of this movie that really draws me in. If you like sort of bleak mid budget scifi this is a good one.

‘Hell Comes To Frogtown’, a 1988 movie starring Rowdy Roddy Piper. A post apocalypse where there are frog people and Piper is playing a Mad Max type. It’s an absurd fever dream of a movie. ‘Big Trouble In Little China’ energy.

‘Soldier’ from 1998 starring Kurt Russell. This is like a forgotten Kurt Russell movie. It’s not particularly deep, but it’s a good popcorn movie to watch a simple plot of a super soldier taking out evil super soldiers.

‘The Spy Who Came In From The Cold’ is a 1965 movie. About, of course, a spy. An agent sent not East Germany during the Cold War. It’s not the normal action oriented James Bond kind of spy movie. It’s a lot talkier, and I find it kind of depressing. So if you like that sort of thing, there it is.

‘Observe And Report’ is a Seth Rogan movie about being a mall security guard. It is nothing like the awful ‘Paul Blart’ movies, which everyone assumes when I mention it in real life. This movie is more like Death To Smoochie in its dark comedy sensibilities.

So this is how liberty dies.

I’m getting us over a needed benchmark this week, doing a handoff meeting to somebody, and then coming back in December to jointly work on it with them. At that point all the work should be done and it should be more of giving them a tour of the thing. Everyone knows this is a terrible situation. A lot of things went wrong to get us here.

Edit: Having a coffee right now after fixing an automation thing from another company which attaches to our robot. The guy that company sent was “I dunno what’s wrong with it.” I just want to sit next to my cat, paint minis, and watch Stargate.

Big stuff straight into the trash. Little stuff into the sink strainer. It all settles to the middle of the strainer. Pick up the strainer and dump it into the trash.

Documented? They print a warning on the block packaging now.

Yes, although that response image is about Lucas’ supposed hate of Mara Jade as a character and less about her not being a Jedi. I know exactly what footage that’s from.

Oh you see, this is a project that’s been going on for years, and I started into it six months ago to get it done by 2025. It’s not just a computer thing, but a robot with a lot of both hardware and software work. Naturally last month suddenly a lot of overhauls were made to the design, and since I’ve single handedly installed all of them, no one person except for me is familiar with exactly how everything fits together. The project plan and timeline is “get it done fasterer.” At this point they will throw whatever material resources are needed to me, but we just don’t have the personnel aside from me.

The project management is also not from the same continent as me, so meetings are a painful thing to schedule. The manager has finally come to the US to oversee the last round of acceptance work.

Right now the mechanicals are 99.9% done and I’m interacting remotely with software people to be their onsite hands.

The project manager is flittering around the room.

Literally dealing with that right now. The project manager is on site, and I thought that I’d finally have some backup on putting together this monster project. He’s so far been asking a lot of questions legitimately trying to wrap his head around what he’s seeing.

I’m the most (only) experienced person on the project and I don’t like it.

I think you misread my comment. She wasn’t a Jedi in the old EU, and as far as I know she doesn’t exist in new canon. So I’m wondering why she is on the list of Jedi running around, as no matter which continuity you pick, she doesn’t seem to fit.

Does Mara Jade even exist in Disney canon? In old EU she certainly wasn’t a Jedi during ESB.

But yes, especially with Disney canon the number of Jedi or “former Jedi and not Jedi anymore but actually basically still just Jedi” running around has gotten out of control. I chalk it up to the original trilogy vaguely assuming the clone wars had happened longer ago than ended up being written.

Don’t use a .50 cal round as a hammer.

Don’t ziptie a Claymore to the grill of your truck.

Don’t eat the C4.

Welcome to the Columbo dimension.

Those were both side games. Like how Fallout New Vegas isn’t Fallout 4.

I know commenters will probably be outraged by this sale, but to me this is just the status quo of the modern art scene. The high end art scene hasn’t been about appreciating the art itself since Andy Warhol (at least). The scene is just a bunch of people with too much money all pretending to be intellectuals to each other and buying garbage to prove how deep and meaningful it is. There’s probably also an element of money funny business as well, but I’m not versed enough to say the exact mechanisms, just that I feel in my bones that when people are trading around multi-million dollar paintings among other people in the scene that I am suspicious. There is as much personal expression and meaning in the AI creation as there is in most other pieces being pumped out.

I have exactly as much respect for the AI art generator as I do for the rest of the human high end artists churning out junk for rich people.