- washboard abs.
- any abs at all.
- belonging to a team sport.
- belonging, full stop.
- having a nickname that wasn't used with derision.
- keg parties.
- scratch that.
- having a secret handshake/hi-five ritual.
- cruising down the strip.
- having a car to cruise down the strip with.
- knowing where said strip might be.
- having a favourite band.
- going to quirky cultural heritage days of which I'm weirdly proud.
- beach volleyball.
- not the "Top Gun" kind.
- not the "Dead or Alive" kind either.
- I'm not sure what I mean here.
- witheringly advanced political views.
- handing out Beat Poetry flyers.
- joining an amusingly mismatched club for a girl.
- getting more interested in the club's activities than said girl.
- a koi pond.
Like a late 90's webring, replete with link back and hints at an actual relationship with other authors, this is a piece I'd like to say in.. rebuttal is too harsh a term, in reply, to my very long standing internet friend, zompist, where he posts his various gripes with that great sprawling hot mess, Cyberpunk 2077. Now I say hot mess because that's what the internet at large thinks of it, but me, playing on the worringly over-powered computers on GeForce Now, have experienced nearly no problems. Or at least not problems that bother me enough. Keep in mind I'm the Homer Simpson when it comes to critiquing alot of things. I just like, alot of things. Cheap date, as it were. It might be my hundreds of hours in Bethesda titles and regularly having to look up console commands to debug yet another janked out quest, but it takes a rather large bug to befuddle and begrudge me. Like if a bug repoed my car, maybe, or told me how much weight I had actually put on during ...
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