At the risk of being absolutist: If you're doing cyberpunk and you have a heroic corporation, no you aren't or no it isn't (or both).
Whoa. The webcomic Clockwork just posted a new page today (well, yesterday, but I haven't slept yet). Five years since the last page. And when I say five years, the previous page posted on January 2nd, 2020. Dang, I may have to go back and reread so I'll remember who is who and what's happening.
Real, "How dare you! I thought you were a good and decent person!" energy in their reaction. I never did get any explanation of what the unforgivable sin of using food-safe (basically not powder coated) gloves was. But it was apparently extremely offensive.
The prior occurrence of someone expressing outrage reminds me of close to a decade ago when in the midst of a discussion about cooking I mentioned that when handling raw meat I would put on food-handler gloves (available cheap at the time at the late lamented local Smart & Final) not as a replacement to washing my hands but to reduce the amount of raw meat that touched my hands prior to then washing them after removing the gloves. They looked at me as if I were quoting from A Modest Proposal.
I think I'm occasionally still hearing a noisemaker in the distance, but that could be the usual, "Fluff, you live in the squished together metropolitan region of multiple cities," at play. Pretty sure some of it is noisemakers still at almost 2am. But, I should set a good example for all the young werefox scouts and curl up for a nap. Goodnight fediverse, may your dreams be pleasant.
Fediverse, ¿te gustan los zorros? Los zorros son pequeños y buenos. Saluda a los zorros locales.
(I'm learning Spanish, time to start making my own sentences. If I've made any errors please let me know)
Or rather found references to a book. The Universal Baseball Association, Inc., J. Henry Waugh, Prop. By Robert Coover. In which (according to wiki summary) an accountant finds his happiness coming home, pulling out some dice, and playing some sort of dice ball game, becoming excited when in the opening pages a rookie pitcher pitches a perfect game. Only to soon after have the dice rule that a freak accidental ball to the head has ended the pitcher. (2/n)
So a few weeks (months? Haven't looked at my post posts) I sat down and actually looked at Deadball: Baseball With Dice, which I backed the kickstarter for the second edition, partly because it was in my social media at the time and partly because I've always been fascinated by the idea of these sports tabletop games. And, as the rules in and of themselves of games aren't copyrightable I decided to do a search to see if rules for other such games had been posted online. And found a book. (1/n)
"Deadlier things than vampires lurk in the shadows. They're called multinational corporations." First line of the description for a scenario book for Night's Black Agents (spies vs vampires rpg), currently up on Humble Bundle.
blinks at an overheard comment Daytime socks? Is that just a personal thing for the person who said it, or do women actually need to consider the time of day to avoid a sock faux pas?