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Now Kelsey can eagerly anticipate Far Cry Primal, and Uncharted 4, and Kingdom Hearts 3, and Mafia 3, and some other things. Kelsey does have to wait a while for the new Tomb Raider to release on PS4, but this is an acceptable sacrifice, since she will get it in time and can shelve it next to the new Uncharted.
Kelsey got two free games with the PS4. She got Assassin's Creed Syndicate and Batman Arkham Knight. She also bought Dragon Age Inquisition Game of the Year. She owns Inquisition for the PC, but it runs a bit slow on the lowest graphics settings and she doesn't have any DLC. Buying the three DLC campaigns on PC is $45. Buying the PS4 edition complete with all DLC ever released is $40 plus tax. Kelsey thinks the PS4 version is the slightly better deal price wise, and her performance issues shall also be solved.
So for some reason people in here have been strenuously hating on my parents' professions, my home town, and my home state. What the heck? This place is so damned negative, it's not fun anymore.
If it makes you feel any better, my beloved San Francisco consistently smells like stale piss.
Well, one class is a Humanities class that uses novels instead of traditional texts, another professor allows an out of date edition that costs $15 (new edition is around $100), and the other two I was able to rent instead of buy. The textbook I still need to buy is about $110, and not available used. The big driver of costs this time around was the tablet.
Dude. Financial aid comes in, and within a day I've already taken out a sizeable chunk:
Google Nexus 9 (Old tablet is fin)
All of that was over $400. Still, given the number of textbooks, that's probably pretty cheap.
Freehold DM wrote:
I tried to do long multiplication in my navigation lecture today. I couldn't. It's been so long I no longer remember how. And forget about long division.
Ambrosia Slaad wrote:
I can't disagree with that. A lot of my adult development has been realizing that my parents could not handle an autistic child, and were teaching me not to be self confident or independent. We're talking "You are to come straight home from school every day, and you are to stay home and not leave without a parent present. Even though you are 17." level stuff. Oh, and whenever I failed at something (Like cooking a meal or riding a kick scooter), my mother would tell me I obviously have no ability to do that thing and forbid me from doing it again (I overcooked one pasta dish at 14, and she was using that as justification for why I couldn't cook anything at all when I was 16). And we haven't even got to the paranoia, racism, gender policing, and borderline physical abuse yet.
And all of that pales in comparison to what my maternal grandmother did to my mother when she was growing up. I'm not even mad at my mother anymore. I think she was a broken person trying her best and messing it up because she didn't know how to be a good mom because she was raised by a violent drunken drug addict who only had her because abortion was illegal and her mother would have never allowed her to give a child up for adoption. Throw on Aspergers, and my mother had no idea what she was doing. At least she tried not to be a horrible person, unlike some other mothers in this family.
I was peddling black humor and sarcasm from the moment I proposed becoming a teacher solely to be cruel to children. I have no intention to give up urban planning for teaching, and if I did, I'd at least try not to be a raging b$@+*.
Argh somebody is wrong on the internet and I can't correct them because it's an archived Reddit thread. People were comparing Chicago's L trains to the Bay Area's BART. Somebody was all like "At least in Chicago you aren't going to get buried alive in a subway tunnel in the big one [earthquake]". Aaaaaaaah they are so wrong. Those tunnels are extremely safe in a quake. Remember Loma Prieta? Straight up broke the Bay Bridge and a couple freeways, but that underwater BART tunnel abd the subway weren't scratched a bit. Saved our entire transit system, that did. Only working way to get from Oakland to San Francisco for a while. Gonna get buried alive my ass.
I went to McDonald's and ordered a McGangbang. Kind of disappointing. Not enough meat between the buns. I have a plan, though. What we gotta do is go bigger. Skip these limp McDoubles and McChickens. Get a double Quarter Pounder with cheese and one of them Buttermilk Crispy Chicken sandwiches. Make sure it has bacon. Now that'll make a meal. Needs an impressive name, though. A mere bang is not enough. We shall call it...
Oh, wow. I can actually understand all the untranslated Spanish in Red Dead Redemption, and I don't speak Spanish. I'm not just talking about understanding context, either. I may not be able to form a sentence in Spanish, but I know what the vast majority of the words in this game mean, and that's enough. I'm guessing this has to do with me hailing from big city California and growing up hearing Spanish frequently?
Well, that was fun. I went to the National Park at Fisherman's Wharf where all the turn of the century ships are kept. Spent forever on an old sidewheerer ferry. That was fun. They had replica magazines, products, and ads from the old days in the old ferry commissary, and a bunch of old cars in the hold. Also I explored an old sailing merchant vessel. Moved salmon packers from San Francisco to Alaska and lumber from Oregon to Australia and coal from Australia to San Francisco.
I was sitting down to junk food, beer, and Playstation, as is so often my wont. Playing Red Dead Redemption. Got into a chariot race. Was winning, too. Then I lost control of my horse, plowed into a bunch of spectators, kilt one of them, and got disqualified. This is exactly why you should never drink and drive.
I made myself a dish of pasta with marinara sauce, Italian sausage, bacon, and parmesan. I popped open an India pale ale to go with it (No idea why I bought it, since IPAs are too hoppy for me). Halfway through I realized I really should have uncorked either a Cabernet Sauvignon or a red blend, both of which I have. Abd if I uncork the wine now, I could get a horrid hangover from mixing grain and grape.
I know, right? I didn't have to go to the hospital (My Dad really should have, but didn't because he couldn't afford it), so we're lucky in that respect, but my Dad's bike was totaled and that ate into his food budget. My bike survived because the car had just started moving, but I'm kinda pissed that the driver saw me riding and still pulled forward (The car wasn't backing up, it was starting at an intersection where I rode through at a green light, then the light went from green to red with maybe half a second of yellow and the cars started driving through with me trapped in the middle of the intersection and I got hit). As an urban planning student, I want to know just what was wrong with that traffic light interval. That is in no way normal, even if you aren't expecting cyclists (Cyclists? Exiting a college? That never happens.).
Insurance will raise your rates over something clearly not your fault?
Speaking of hit and runs, my Dad and I have both been hit by cars while bicycling, and the drivers didn't bother to stop for either of us.
I thougt you had the whole thread blacklisted?
The main menu for Uncharted 3 prominently displays a gun sticking out of the sand, and marketing prominently displays Drake holding the same gun over one shoulder. In a cutscene, Drake makes something of a show of grabbing this very gun. Then loses it before ever using it. Which makes me wonder why it is so prominently displayed.
Freehold DM wrote:
...you guys do know I am getting on a plane in exactly one week, right?
As long as you don't shove any vehicles out of the rear ramp, open any cargo ramps in flight, or experience any electrical failures while in a fighter jet, you should be fine. I wouldn't be worried about any of those scenarios on a civilian passenger plane.
And if you somehow do experience a total systems failure in a fighter jet and lose all stability, your ejection seat will continue to function, so your chances of survival are good.
Playing Uncharted. Nate gets into fight on cargo plane, baddie opens rear ramp. I see this all the time in media. I don't think people understand that the pressure change actually is very bad for the pilot to deal with. Worse if heavy stuff falls out. Cargo like a vehicle shifting in flight is enough to take an airplane out of the sky because it screws with the entire center of balance. It's killed at least one flight crew in Afghanistan, and that's just at the top of my head.
Edit: And the cargo just got ejected, but is hanging outside the plan by a couple cables. That plane should be going nose up, then losing aerodynamic stability.
Editedit: Speaking of planes reacting to things unrealistically, in Call of Duty an EMP knocks out all the power, aircraft lose their engines, and fighter jets spin like tops as they move towards a crash. I've heard it said that without engines they should be gliding to a crash landing, but this is not quite correct. Modern fighter jets are inherently unstable, and can only maintain a straight heading with a computer making thousands of minor course corrections a minute. Kill the engines, and it won't glide in a straight line. I'm not sure enough about how the plane loses stability to call spinning like a top the most likely reaction, but some sort of spinning, tumbling, or corkscrewing is going to happen. So Call of Duty gets some credit on this one.
captain yesterday wrote:
I have no idea what I get paid right now. The minimum wage just went up, but we have a payscale that starts at "X above minimum wage", but the general manager doesn't remember what "X" is. Minimum wage is $13 an hour, so I'm making more than that, I just don't know how much. Whatever it is, it's good, because my wage was good when it was $12.25.
It's luxurious until you leave the living room and your connection speed plummets to barely one bar and you lose connection every 5 minutes.
Rosita the Riveter wrote:
I just looked at my internet router. 15 Mbps. For three college kids. No wonder we can't even get more than one bar of wifi in the bedrooms. And we have zero unused ethernet slots.
God I am bad at this. Okay, 150 mbps is the router, it's the connection that's about 15 mbps at high signal strength (directly next to the router and modem, full bars), give or take. Best I can eke out of it is 18. And our router's two ethernet ports are both used up. One leads to the modem, one to a power supply (damned if I know why we need a power supply that hooks up to nothing) and then to a signal extender (which clearly isn't very powerful). The power supply has one ethernet in, one ethernet out, so pulling it won't help. This is one crappy internet hookup.
It’s time for a random campaign setting update. A synopsis will take forever at this rate. For the uninitiated, my setting is Eberronish magitek, though it borrows from the Sixties rather than the Twenties. I have written about the Dwarves, and the Orcs, and some about the government and the war (but not about the Reconstruction Bureau, which I totally need to talk about), and now I discuss Elves (Note: Elves, like Orcs and Dwarves, are Humans, and have a Human lifespan. Drow are Elves from “Asia”, having no mechanical differences, and aside from very dark skin and very light hair look largely similar [Slightly androgenous, shorter than Orcs and Sapiens but taller than Dwarves, pointed ears, and hair and eyes have same color ranges [Hair and eyes can be different colors from each other. Drow have grey, blue, or purple, though hair color tends to be very pale and close to white, with eyes much more vibrant. Western Elves have brown, red, yellow, or green, with hair tending to be light or medium in tone compared to vibrant eyes, and green Elven hair having a brownish tint like dried leaves or a seafoamish tint. Red hair is usually ginger, leafish, or a medium reddish-brown. Elves do not typically have bold, bright, or vibrant hair colors.]. Roughly 50% of Elves have faint to moderate stripes or spots on their skin [Same color range as hair, but the individual Elf can have spots or stripes of multiple colors.].]. Elves bear a rather interesting collection of stereotypes. Elves are typically stereotyped as a militant, warlike bunch of savages, yet before the current century, Elves had little in the way of military tradition, having historically lacked armies, having had neither a population large enough for conquest nor the means with which to equip a field army.
Until the Industrial Awakening, Elves lived mostly on the fringes of society. As a race that hasn’t typically liked living in close confines, they’ve never been able to put together a large enough group to carve out a good spot for themselves. A lot of this stems from the Elven susceptibility to disease (-2 Con, -2 all saves against disease, magical or mundane [a preindustrial Elf would be -4, but all those people died of old age or other stuff]). In times past, it discouraged them from urban lifestyles and raising livestock or keeping pets, which combined with the high disease mortality rate to keep their population numbers low. It also made fighting in wars abroad very difficult, both because of a lack of means to raise an army and because the number one killer of troops in war has historically been disease. Elves certainly did fight plenty of skirmishes and engage in raiding, but they rarely ever formed armies to send abroad, since such armies were so difficult to keep in fighting order.
Also contributing to the fringeness of Elves is their penchant for sorcery. The Celestial Bureaucracy that once ruled the world never approved of sorcery, and this attitude rubbed off on their subjects. They never really saw crushing the Elves as worth the expense and effort, but they certainly didn’t like them and did not welcome them in non-Elven lands. They were decried as savages, since they did comparatively little agriculture (though more than they got credit for), still relied on hunting, are fine with night activity (Elves have Darkvision to 60ft), were disease-ridden, used “savage magic”, and were usually seminomadic. Even after the Celestial Bureaucracy collapsed, a lot of these attitudes remained.
Things changed with the Industrial Awakening. Medical technology improved by leaps and bounds, with vaccinations, antibiotics, and improved understanding of sanitation massively reducing both the frequency and lethality of major illnesses. Every race’s population exploded, but Elves had the proportionally highest growth, since they had the highest mortality rate. Suddenly, the Elven susceptibility to disease wasn’t that big a problem. Like everyone else, traditionally rural Elves got forced into far overcrowded cities to work hard jobs for a pittance, but Elves found societal advancement harder than any others except Dwarves and Tieflings, do to being seen as too savage to meaningfully educate.
The easiest place for an Elf to advance is, to this day, military service. Though the old stereotypes of savagery have cooled down enough that Elves can enroll in university and attempt to get academic jobs, institutional racism is still very much a problem, and it is certainly harder for an Elf to do these things as a result. The military is not by any means a perfect meritocracy, but it is better than most places. The guarantee of somewhere to sleep, something to eat, and a modest payday is also rather attractive to people who are very poor. With vaccinations, medications, and proper sanitation keeping disease under control, many Elves found themselves volunteering for military service. The Great Demonic War of twenty years past also had a lot to do with this. Everybody was being inducted into the military in huge numbers, but people proficient in skilled trades were unlikely to see combat duty, because they were too valuable to the military as support workers keeping the war machine running. Agricultural workers tended to be kept out of the military altogether because food production was vital. Elves tended to lack access to skilled trades and were rarely agricultural workers, so they were comparatively very likely to end up in combat positions. There are so many Elven veterans that the members of the current Elven Civil Rights movements are largely people who have fought for the nation in time of war, something they are very quick to point out every time they get accused of unpatriotic activity and as a justification of why institutional racism is ridiculous (as if such a justification were necessary). This is largely where the stereotype of Elves as militant comes from.
I want to talk about Elven subcultures, but it’s quite late. Coffee shop beat/Bohemian culture, urban revolutionaries, and wilderness communes (Imagine Hippies, except not pacifists, heavily armed, and contemptuous of the government and society. And probably more drug addled.) are all intended to be reflected in some Elves, and there's also the massive amount of poverty and the commonality of military service to factor in.
Today was not what I expected it to be. It was a day off. Woke up at 11, made a hearty meal of pasta with Italian sausage, marinara, and a ridiculous amount of parmesan, and sat down to the new Madam Secretary and a mug of black coffee. After was to be video games, but first I checked my phone. Head cashier at work texted me, like, twelve hours ago to see if I could cover her. Try to get ahold of her, but can't. I have just enough time to get dressed, shower, and break a ten into train fare at a cafe. Dunno if they need me to go, though. I go anyway. If they don't need me, I can go stroll the waterfront and relax for the evening. I go there and it's a zoo. Head cashier found someone to cover hours ago, and the store is still drowning. Management would very much like me clocked in if I'm willing. Ended up working six hours, and my hourly pay isn't exactly a pittance (It wasn't horrible when I was a seasonal at minimum wage. Now that I'm year round, I'm making what the union negotiates.). And I still have three days off because school is out.
David M Mallon wrote:
Growing up in San Jose, Dunkin Donuts was most certainly a thing. In San Francisco, donuts in general aren't really much of a thing.
David M Mallon wrote:
My dad works for a San Jose location, I know of a second San Jose location, and there is a Mountain View location. I have no clue about Oakland. I'm from the South Bay.
David M Mallon wrote:
Correct. Also, Walmart wouldn't get away with a lot of its employment model here, and we have a high minimum wage. Then we have the maybe a third of the city thag has some form of fomula retail ban (As in, chain stores either can't move in at all, or have to get approved via referendum, depending on the neighborhood.). Walmart probably considers this city an infeasible pain in the ass.
Where is all the watermelon Mountain Dew hiding? I got off the subway at my usual stop, and Mountain Dew plastered the entire upper level with pictures of Mountain Dew cans in grape, and watermelon, and mango, and something else. So I went to Walgreens in search of this watermelon Mountain Dew. No. No grape, no mango, no watermelon. And so I go to CVS. Nothing. And 7-Eleven. Nothing. Lucky Supermarket. Nothing. WHERE AM I TO AQUIRE THIS BEVERAGE THAT IS ADVERTISED TO ME?