It's nice to see how other people think.

Some time within about the last year I thought that since new content was running a bit low I changed my thinking on what I'd post. I started posting more obscure Monty Python stuff, and also videos that I didn't think were good enough for me to vote up, but that others might like.

This is why I also have a few 0s floating around.

Interestingly, a few that I've posted and not voted grew on me enough to vote for. My mind doesn't seem to do what I tell it to.

It's cheaper and works better than private insurance right now. That's good enough for me.

Let me put it to you this way, I brought my 77 year old grandma and my 90 year old aunt in for a flu shot and a checkup.

My aunt has Blue Cross and a supplemental insurance plan through her retirement but does not use medicare. Cost to her out of pocket for the visit $40 co-pay.

My grandma uses medicare. Cost to her out of pocket for the visit $0. No co-pay, nothing. Didn't open her purse.

One of those plans cost $200 a month to maintain. Guess which.

Oh well, I was close. Good enough for me!

Several bar bouncers told you that? That's good enough for me too, especially with the marked restraint you see in all bar bouncer videos.

Good enough for ME to pay $5 for the whole show when it becomes available! Thank you so much

No secret rule required. Having a beer is good enough by me.

Well, as someone who isn't a huge star trek fan, I'm going to go see this and I'm sure I'll enjoy it. There's the Sherlock dude, who I love and there's space ships and explosions, which I also love. Good enough for me.

Yes, @nakatomi_boy has "manned up" & apologised. Good enough for me.

All I care is hanging out. Even paying for meals at a restaurant is good enough for me!

I KNOW! When you're programming and you think "Boy, I REALLY wish I could use Java right now", something is very wrong.

The one part that I liked about O-C is the named parameters on methods... Groovy has something similar, with the static init block, which is good enough for me.

>> ^schlub:

>> ^hatsix:
...but found myself doing a lot of mundane things that you don't have to worry about with Java)...

That's rich. Java is the most mundane language.

>> ^kulpims:
i think this might be a dupeof=http://videosift.com/video/English-Sport


Hmmm the other video has been removed so I can't tell for sure, but since it's your post and you think it's the same, that's good enough for me.
*dupeof=http://videosift.com/video/English-Sport

Not playing it how Blizzard intended for it to be played is exactly why there is such an uproar over the game in the first place. Everyone wants to have their way with their Blizzard game and Blizzard ain't complying. Yeah the DRM sucks but there isn't all that much different in Diablo 3 than any other recent Blizz title. It's a scheme. Anyone who has played any of their games since War3 knows that the games are multi-tiered so what at first seems like a simple, boring, repetitive game ends up being finely tuned & crafted in the end. By ACT III on Nightmare mode it becomes apparent and if one doesn't get that far into the game then they really shouldn't be giving it a review because they should just know better from the get-go.

It's got some of the best multiplayer aspects that I've had in recent memory, running relentlessly across vast floors trying to avoid pools of Hell, or encountering impossible zombie mobs moving 50% faster than normal. It's a lot of fun. Blizzard is a different company than they were back in the day, I don't like it as nearly as much as the first Diablo, for sure... but it's still fantastic. It's still Blizzard. Great mechanics - for what it is - better art direction than most games, great sound and the absolute insanity of it on the more difficult modes where it really comes together. Yeah there are a lot of things that piss me off about D3...

I must admit it seems to me like Blizz didn't give it their all on this one... maybe so they can make sure people go back to their cash cow
The levels are barely random, what the ^%$# is up with the lag? There is too much loot like Yahtzee said, the normal mode IS too easy, nightmare & normal are light/day... don't waste our time. The art direction is great... but not as great as I'd expect from Blizz, muddy textures, accesses the hard-drive too frequently, some of those "cut-scenes" are whack, on Hell mode the random encounters are more difficult than the main quests, no in game auction house? Why the hell is that loot popup menu always there? The story is dumb as fuck. But, regardless that is what the Diablo series is - not much innovation here except in chaos and mechanics and that is good enough for me. We can't compare every Blizz game to WoW... and that is exactly why D3 is great, it's like WoW-ultralite meets Left For Dead, nothing wrong with that.

Found a video that may interest you:



>> ^Ryjkyj:
>> ^Doc_M:
Yeah, but that's a bit of a cop-out. "Nobody's got a fucking clue" is kinda lame and certainly offers no hope. Come on. I mean, what do you look forward to?

I look forward to watching my son grow up. And I look forward to a beer with my friends every once in a while. Sometimes I even imagine myself contributing something positive to society, and that people might look back at my life and say: there was a cool fellow. But the jury's still way out on that.
But as to the afterlife, I do have hope. I hope there will be something, that we are all eternal. And I abhor the Buddhist idea of reincarnation because if I am reincarnated, but I don't remember myself, then what's the point? Some people tell me "oh, but you sort of remember parts of yourself." Well, that's not good enough for me. I need to remember most of myself if I'm going to consider that I'm still me. One percent just doesn't cut it.
And I've talked to past-life regression folks who say they can remind you of who you were through hypnosis, but you know the problem with those guys?: Everyone is always Marie Antoinette or the fucking King of England. Nobody is ever Pavle the shit-boy, who was an asshole to everyone they met, who's life was totally uninteresting and who died from unchecked walnut-sliver poisoning. I guarantee you that as many people as you talk to who remember their past lives, not one of them was ever a child with fetal alcohol syndrome who's favorite thing to do was eat butt-crack lint.
But at least those people are somewhat creative. I was raised in the Lutheran church. There was a lot of encouragement to think for myself and very little pressure to just say I believed. And I did believe, for a long time. But the more I went to church, the more I kept thinking to myself that everyone is afraid of dying. Even the people who say that they're going to heaven are afraid of dying. I think if the amount of people who say they believe in heaven actually believed they were going there, the world would be a much nicer place.
But it's not a very nice place is it? No. And I think that one of the reasons it's not is that a long time ago, people figured out a way to exploit the fears of others through religion. It's nice that we can all agree on something that makes us a little happier. But when all is said and done, it doesn't really work too well does it? Everyone is still scared of dying, and every religion thinks that somebody else's religion is the cause of earthquakes, etc, etc... So if you're still going to be scared of things that aren't God, what the hell is the point?
And I think a lot of great things came from religion. Early on, the priests of various groups were often the sole repository of knowledge and the leaders of the advancements in science. But all that is long gone. These days it's all about controlling people.
I don't believe that there's nothing, because that would mean I knew something about what happens after you die; but I'm also not an agnostic who believes that "god is nature" or "god is the universe", and even though sometimes I wish there was an answer to the questions that I ask the sky when I have nowhere else to turn, I am forced to come to the conclusion that I am completely and totally ignorant in the ways of the universe and our purpose here on Earth.
But I certainly hope that this isn't it. And I certainly hope that if there is a god, that it will respect the conclusions that I've come to through the faculties it's granted me.
Maybe Shiny is right. But if I agreed to his terms simply to play it safe, god would know I was lying. And I just can't believe in a god who would encourage me to lie to save my soul.

>> ^Doc_M:

Yeah, but that's a bit of a cop-out. "Nobody's got a fucking clue" is kinda lame and certainly offers no hope. Come on. I mean, what do you look forward to?


I look forward to watching my son grow up. And I look forward to a beer with my friends every once in a while. Sometimes I even imagine myself contributing something positive to society, and that people might look back at my life and say: there was a cool fellow. But the jury's still way out on that.

But as to the afterlife, I do have hope. I hope there will be something, that we are all eternal. And I abhor the Buddhist idea of reincarnation because if I am reincarnated, but I don't remember myself, then what's the point? Some people tell me "oh, but you sort of remember parts of yourself." Well, that's not good enough for me. I need to remember most of myself if I'm going to consider that I'm still me. One percent just doesn't cut it.

And I've talked to past-life regression folks who say they can remind you of who you were through hypnosis, but you know the problem with those guys?: Everyone is always Marie Antoinette or the fucking King of England. Nobody is ever Pavle the shit-boy, who was an asshole to everyone they met, who's life was totally uninteresting and who died from unchecked walnut-sliver poisoning. I guarantee you that as many people as you talk to who remember their past lives, not one of them was ever a child with fetal alcohol syndrome who's favorite thing to do was eat butt-crack lint.

But at least those people are somewhat creative. I was raised in the Lutheran church. There was a lot of encouragement to think for myself and very little pressure to just say I believed. And I did believe, for a long time. But the more I went to church, the more I kept thinking to myself that everyone is afraid of dying. Even the people who say that they're going to heaven are afraid of dying. I think if the amount of people who say they believe in heaven actually believed they were going there, the world would be a much nicer place.

But it's not a very nice place is it? No. And I think that one of the reasons it's not is that a long time ago, people figured out a way to exploit the fears of others through religion. It's nice that we can all agree on something that makes us a little happier. But when all is said and done, it doesn't really work too well does it? Everyone is still scared of dying, and every religion thinks that somebody else's religion is the cause of earthquakes, etc, etc... So if you're still going to be scared of things that aren't God, what the hell is the point?

And I think a lot of great things came from religion. Early on, the priests of various groups were often the sole repository of knowledge and the leaders of the advancements in science. But all that is long gone. These days it's all about controlling people.

I don't believe that there's nothing, because that would mean I knew something about what happens after you die; but I'm also not an agnostic who believes that "god is nature" or "god is the universe", and even though sometimes I wish there was an answer to the questions that I ask the sky when I have nowhere else to turn, I am forced to come to the conclusion that I am completely and totally ignorant in the ways of the universe and our purpose here on Earth.

But I certainly hope that this isn't it. And I certainly hope that if there is a god, that it will respect the conclusions that I've come to through the faculties it's granted me.

Maybe Shiny is right. But if I agreed to his terms simply to play it safe, god would know I was lying. And I just can't believe in a god who would encourage me to lie to save my soul.