biggest-gaudiest-patronuses:

pudding-gremlin:

biggest-gaudiest-patronuses:

asteamingdumpsterfire:

beowulf22121:

whyisthisreality:

biggest-gaudiest-patronuses:

Me: *is mild-to-moderately inconvenienced*

Me: leaving the womb was a mistake

Me: *is greatly inconvienienced*

Me: this is totally fine, perfectly normal, if its a problem this is my fault haha

Major issue: If I ignore it, it will go away.

Minor inconvenience: *Putting up fists in fighting stance* CHALLENGE ACCEPTED

Major issue: Maybe I can sleep it off.

Minor inconvenience: COME AT ME, BITCH! I WILL SMITE YOU!!

we take on the battles we think we can win

why do you always say the wisest shit on random fucking shitposts??

marketing strategy 

It’s….. guys it’s literally because you’re repressing your responses to the big things that the little ones hurt or inconvenience you or put you through an emotional wringer. You are literally setting up a “straw that broke the camel’s back” situation.

leofgyth:

froborr:

tinsnip:

Don’t assume malice. Assume ignorance. Life is easier, the world is kinder, and you can educate. Actual malice is pretty rare, I find. 

Always remember Hanlon’s Razor–”Never assume malice when incompetence will suffice as an explanation.”

That’s said, never forget Fred Clark’s Law, either: “Sufficiently advanced incompetence is indistinguishable from malice.” There’s a certain point at which ignorance becomes malice–at which there is simply no way to become that ignorant except deliberately and maliciously.

This second one. Ignorance, once brought to the attention of the ignorant, becomes malice when they refuse to change. Ignorance is okay but willful ignorance is not.

celestialmechanic:

biggaybunny:

prettyflyforajeskai:

trenchgun:

gayunclejunkrat:

i dont understand half of the words here but god if this isn’t the funniest thing i’ve ever read

im pretty sure red and blue weren’t programmed but just sort of… mutated into cartridges

Red and blue are why QA teams were invented

for fuck’s sake they weren’t badly programmed. They were bleeding edge. It’s so easy to forget that but Red and Blue were literally pushing the limits of what they could fit on the cartridge.

They used every trick in the book. In that way, the programming behind them is GENIUS. It’s frankly a lost art, in this era where hardware is insanely cheap and scalable, when you can just keep throwing more resources at the problem. But Red & Blue were when programmers had to get creative. Not currently using a piece of memory? Repurpose it, we can’t just leave it lying around. Only have a couple registers? Juggle them, keep careful track so we can restore them when we needed. Does this data need to be single purpose, or can we also use it for, say, a seed value?

And all this WORKED. I guarantee you 99% of children playing this never saw a bug in casual play. MODERN games are buggier by a landslide. Remember when X&Y came out and there was an ENTIRE CITY you couldn’t save in because it’d DELETE YOUR SAVE? Imagine that happening in the days of Red&Blue. It couldn’t have. I can turn on my red cartridge TODAY and have it work. And the bugs that did exist, those edge cases they missed? They produce this behavior because the game REFUSES TO CRASH. Sure, you can make it crash if you try hard enough, but goddamn it’s resilient. It just plugs away with garbage data in memory for as long as possible.

Y’all looking down from your 64-bit quad-core smartphones with 128GB SD cards like Red & Blue were programmed by amateurs. What, you also going to bitch that the Wright Brothers didn’t make a jet engine? These are artifacts from pioneers who wrote the goddamn book that others would use as gospel.

Sincerely,
a pissed off goddamn programmer.

The Game Boy has 8 kilobytes of RAM. Most of the icons on this site could not fit into the working memory of a Game Boy intact.

peashooter85:

Fun History Fact,

James Doohan, who played Scotty in the 1960′s Sci Fi series “Star Trek” lost his middle finger when it was shot off during the Invasion of Normandy in World War II. Serving as an observation pilot with the Royal Canadian Artillery, he was shot six times by a machine gun in a friendly fire incident; four in his leg, one in the chest, and one through his right middle finger. The bullet to his chest would have struck him in the heart were it not deflected by a silver cigarette case given to him by his brother.

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