A snapshot of heaven
A snapshot of heaven
It’s called a WaveBird!
And you had to sit that close or else a cordless phone or other wireless device might interefere with the signal and stop registering inputs.
Cordless… phone…?
Haha you’re old! (and so am I but never mind that)
Every '90s and '00s manufacturer looking at 2.4GHz
is for me 🥺?
How else are you going to play Pokemon Colosseum?
(edit: it’s spelled “Colosseum”…?)
Everything is cool until someone whips out Melee.
Then it gets real
um what
GameCube is fucking rad
Also calling people peasants unironically is really gross
Then neck again when you go prone.
Then back again when you hide in a box
snake? Snake?
SNAAAAAAAAAAKEE!
The only problem with that setup is the grease from the pizza box getting on the carpet.
Balance it precariously on top of a too-small box, you heathen.
First design decision was probably to improve the design, second one was when they realized that the bad design made more money when people needed to replace consoles.
I was going to say maybe it’s because you can stack flat consoles and a lot of entertainment stands are easier to access the front from than the top, but you still had to access the top of the flat GCN.
I am a man, and I see many problems with this:
Two cinder blocks and a rough sawn plank.
That’ll do.
Costs? These materials are easily found roadside or elsewhere. The blocks have chunks missing or are uneven, so a matchbook or folded cardboard helps level out the wobble for the weather-soaked grey plank.
I know as I’ve done just that.
Valid point. So I guess it just matters what you find. Make use of anything available.
I really like this philosophy and it sticks with me even today as I try to use whatever I have at hand. I am reluctant to toss anything with some modicum of useful value. I am told this makes me a packrat. I don’t mind.
You should get rid of things with a “modicum” (tiny amount) of useful value. Your space and mental energy is used up just having it there.
You have to keep track of it or it’s not useful at all. That takes energy that you could use for something else. Restfully relaxing in a clean room is worth a lot.
I don’t agree with everything you’ve said, but I hear you. Old habits die hard. I grew up with very little available to me. It ingrained this model I have now which is more difficult to shed. It is a constant battle to reduce what I have around, but then that nag of “I might need that” speaks up and it forces the internal struggle.
I have made headway there, as I now have a decision tree I push through to keep or rid myself of stuff, but the struggle continues.
I too create my own furniture out of most-empty pizza boxes
(kinda-related story time: I used to live in an apartment with 4 other gay furries [the sitcom writes itself] and we very often ordered in from dominos. Like so much so our delivery guy seemed to take a genuine interest in how we are doing. But after I spent a day making the kitchen spotless, and the next day it looked as awful as before I touched it, I stopped giving a shit. Of many factors, it was silently decided that the one taking out the trash was the one who lost the game of jenga with the garbage. So skill and precision were needed whenever you were adding to the stack that was as high as an adult (or more), as the actual garbage bin for the apartment complex was like 500 feet away and 4 stories below us. Multiple trips were necessary, even if you bothered to use trash bags to simplify the excursion. I wish I’d have taken photos, this was a challenge where boys became men.)
Ehh but they’ve got a wavebird, so you know they’re already ballin.
Or they were very specific for their birthday request
After a while, I was told what the stains were.
“Evidence”
The recliner would be ugly as hell (I still have a second hand one from years ago) but so comfortable that it would suck the soul out of you if you laid down in it too long.
And there’s bourbon in the chocolate milk.
Pizza and chocolate milk?
I mean I like them both, but together?
Did that the other day eating lunch with my youngin at their school.
Was definitely not as appealing as I near my 40s. But back in the day that shit was fine