I was all the great robot actors. Actingbot 0.8! Thesb-O-mat! David Duchovny!

Sean Connery is not an actor, he’s a movie star.

Yesh, I am a British shecret agent. Bond, Jamesh Bond.

Yesh, I am a Shoviet Shubmarine captain. my name is Ramiush. Marco Ramiush.

Any relation to Brainfuck?

Kirk is the first cadet to make Captain before graduating.

The actors deserved a better movie.

I’ve called Star Trek 2009 a big budget fanfic because it has all of the ignorance of one. It feels like it was put together by a series of “I want to have a scene where this happens because it’ll be cool.” Kirk is born during a space battle. He drives a Corvette off a cliff. The Kobiashi Maru test from Wrath of Kahn was cool, let’s do that. Let’s see him roll around in bed with a green chick. You ever notice how Uhura doesn’t seem to have a first name?

The whole damn thing felt less like “We have a story to tell about these characters” and more “YES! We got the license, we can legally say ‘phaser’.”

It’s…sort of not a question of easy vs hard. Why would anyone make a hard programming language?

It’s more about picking a language that is suitable for what you want to do with it.

The thing about Python is, it’s a smartass. Treat it like a smartass and it’ll get shit done, because someone who is a smartass already wrote what you want to do in C, you just have to call it by name.

If I got the history right, it was kind of the wacky gotcha concept of the show early on, but famously humorless Alex Trebek took over and the show got weirdly prestigious and that rule stayed in place and kind of devolved into a verbal tic. _whatis The answer?

Fun times in Cleveland Today!

I’ve watched Voyager but I didn’t study it. I remember when Tuvok sent the cheese to sickbay, I remember there’s coffee in that nebula, I remember Rock “The Dwayne” Johnson slamming Jeri Ryan to the floor, and I remember Neelix trying to get Tuvok to smile and getting his shit rocked. But I’m not sure what order those events took place in or what episodes they’re from.

Not the way I’ve studied Babylon 5, SG-1 or TNG.

1. For some reason, I dreamed this one entirely in Ocarina of Time assets. I found myself in a grotto, think one of the browner dirt textures in the game. It was an open space maybe 60 feet square, ceiling maybe 20 feet up, no visible exits. The middle of the room featured a stone pedestal probably 6 or 8 foot square, maybe a foot high, easily stepped up onto, near the front of which stood a thin man in a blue shirt or jacket holding his head at a strange angle, only his eyes were visible. Palette swap a redead into street clothes, basically. Near the rear of the pedestal stood a heavy wooden gantry, which dangled a noose a foot or two directly over the man’s head. The man started trudging toward me, and the gantry moved and telescoped to keep the noose directly above him, making that tigtigtig noise the castle town drawbridge makes. He slowly chased me around the enclosure while I looked for a way out, and then my girlfriend woke me up, she noticed I was breathing heavy.

2. I’m not in this dream. My perspective is like a nature documentary camera. I was watching these dragonfly-like creatures fly around, hunt, go about their lives. Some of them were sentient, they could think in language, others couldn’t, they were just animals that ran on instinct. Apparently their conscious mind existed in a piece of brain that was kind of exposed on the backs of their heads. The ones that could think, I could hear their thoughts. One of them got hit there and it kind of concussed it in a way that made it unable to fly, the damaged thinking brain was like, shorting out the animal. And I heard it thinking things like “Oh well, I guess it’s been a good run. Nothing lasts forever I suppose. Not like I have much of a choice now. I wonder” as it was reaching one of its limbs behind its head, its claw snipped, the little bit of exposed brain fell away, and it flew away, silent. It cut its mind off to survive.

3. This was the first time I experienced a lucid dream. My family was having one of the once every few years gatherings on my grandparents’ deck we’d do, I started to say something, and my grandmother’s dog Ginger started barking at me. Ginger was this hideous little creature with an annoying bark, and I would often be sarcastic back to the dog. Ginger started barking, and I said “Ginger you shouldn’t bark at me, because…” mid sentence I vividly remembered taking that dog to the vet to be put down for cancer. “Because you’re dead…and dead dogs don’t bark. Huh, I’m dreaming.” All of the people vanished, I started walking around the yard and the world just faded to this dark teal color and I woke up.

In both cases, borrowing the words of stand-up drunkard Ron White, “It’s not that the wind is blowing; it’s what the wind is blowing.”

The house itself should be well waterproofed, the problems come from broken windows, punctured roof due to falling trees, or in a tornado, just being pushed over.

If you’re gonna make movies about internet copypasta fan horror, you’ve got to get on it pretty quick before some tweenagers stab each other over it and ruin the fun. Learned that lesson with Slenderman.

I remember seeing girls doing so many of those. That was a big one. There was another one where, it worked into the clapping game choreography, every line ended with “Bisquick” and at that point you’d reach up and brush your shoulders.

Basically from birth until adulthood when your life ends and your job begins, the girls around me were constantly sharing stuff like that between them. Over a couple decades it smoothly transitioned from pattycake to line dances to club dances. Double Dutch was in there, somewhere.

Tom Scott did an entire video about this. That the UK has endless versions, but the US has been “laid an egg” for basically all of living memory.

Well open world sims might not be for you.

Arcade titles tend to have simpler stories and more immediate juicier primary gameplay loops. A very arcade-y game I like is Unrailed!. It’s always hilarious with a group of friends. You might also check out Vampire Survivors, it’s kind of a reverse bullet hell.

I mostly disagree, I can see where you’re coming from. Farscape has a lot of adventure of the week episodes that don’t really matter…and they genuinely don’t. Like I, E.T or Thank God It’s Friday, Again. Those keep happening though, like Take The Stone in Season 2. Farscape occasionally makes episodes that are good sci-fi but not very good television.

Most of the way through Season 1, Scorpius is introduced. Crais’ story has no froo froo symbolism, it’s a simple tale of a man who hates a guy. Scorpius is much more interesting as an overall villain because 1. he has motivations beyond the main cast, 2. he’s actually right and we’d be on his side if he wasn’t such an apocalyptic shitbastard about everything and 3. Harvey is the best character on the show. The overall plot kinda doesn’t exist until Scorpius shows up. But most of the season before it isn’t mandatory homework. There’s even an episode, I think it’s the three parter Liars, Guns and Money, where they recruit a bunch of the enemies they met over the early episodes, and kill most of them off, they head off to a different region and a lot of the lore built up to then is discarded.

And you’ll watch season 1 again on your second watch, even though it has minimum Derek.

Most of Babylon 5’s first season really feels like discount store-brand Star Trek substitute. The show really starts to get its feet under itself somewhere around A Voice in the Wilderness and the Season 1 finale Chrysalis is the episode for which the term “wham episode” was coined.

B5 has the unique problem that it’s crap season 1 is kind of necessary homework for the rest of the show; it’s one continuous story, but on first watch the first season doesn’t feel like that because it’s a bunch of stuff that happens that comes into play later. So unlike TNG you can’t tell someone “just start at season 2.” You have to sit through the first season.

It starts out pretty good. It’s not like TNG or something where you’d say “No, start at season 3, and just don’t watch Code Of Honor.” The Good Place starts out watchable and fun, and then the season 1 finale has an “Oh SHIT!” moment and then you’ve gotta finish it.