Detroit: Become Human

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Detroit: Become Human is one of the more emotional games that I’ve ever played. As a story-based adventure game, it’s superb.

Connor the Deviant Runner, Kara the mother, Markus the revolutionary. Each character’s story twists and turns and entwines until by the end they veer off again but continue to be influenced by the choices that lead them, your choices.

I found the story very emotion provoking. Kara’s story especially resonated, and I think perhaps she is the most human. Connor’s story splits down the middle. Whether you choose to role play or be yourself eventually his paths will make you decide who he really is. Faced with Android slavery, Markus can follow a path that would make MLK proud or paint the streets in blood, or somewhere in between. It’s left up to you and many a quick time event.

As a human, I find the games choices remarkable. Kara may represent the best in us in a grey, grey world. The crisis of conscious an identity Connor experiences aren’t that far off from what most people will eventually face. Markus’s story stabs us right in the belief, perhaps even more so if you’re familiar with America’s history. It’s even neat how the main menu Android fits into the picture, and Kamski’s test is an awesome test of humanity.

I’d give it 5/5 except for technical issues. To play via Steam Link: you need to set the game to regular Windowed mode, not Fullscreen or Boardless Window. Probably related to the company’s fondess of rolling their own tech rather than using a common game engine. Periodically the screen will go black except for overlay based UI (like interaction prompts) or go to a fuzzy outline, as if certain shaders crashed and broke the rendering until quitting to desktop and restarting the game. That may be because I have an old GTX 780, or because I don’t have the kind of AMD GPU you’d find in a PlayStation 4. But those issues were relatively minor, and most often occurring right after a check point save or major scene change.

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Given how consistently my knee has been getting stiff and achey, part of me wonders it I’m getting like my mother was with the rainy weathers or if I’m just starting to get old and fat.

Well, to be fair: I’m not getting thinner with age😅

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Japanese internment camps: How a long-lost kimono unearthed a family secret https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-us-canada-60408913 

I think that it would be rather a shame to have such a beautiful piece of your heritage locked away. But given what was done to their generation, I can’t say that I blame their grandparents for being so disinclined to talk about it.

Growing up, I was always rather glad that my mother would share what it was like in her family. Being Italian Americans, my grandparents didn’t have it quite so hard. My grandmother worked in a factory and my grandfather served in the Navy. To my understanding, he didn’t like discussing the war but I believe that had more to do with his experiences in the pacific. By their generation, English had already become the dominate language in the family, and I imagine that no one really cared that much about the Italians.

By contrast many folks of Japanese decent were not so fortunate. And to top it off, there were many nisei who still chose to fight and join the war effort despite what was being done to their families at home.

My mother’s generation was the last that truly spoke any of the Italian dialect of the old folks because that was the only way to communicate with her grandmother. The Italian influences were very much apart of her upbringing, significantly more than my brother and I. And there was never any reason for anyone to mind or fear that. I think that we were very lucky for that.

The thought of people missing out on that kind of thing, kind of bugs me. Given what Japanese Americans went through in those days, I can’t say that I am surprised. Not only is it wrong what was done to that generation, but to help break up being able to share their heritage with their children and grandchildren that is even more wrong.

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Things that make dogs angry: the smell of chicken cooking.

Things that make dogs happy: the taste of fresh chicken.

Trick is somewhere in between, not getting Rube Goldberged off a cliff like a cartoon character while the dogs abscond with the whole supply of chicken.

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“Wait, isn’t that downloading too fast?”

“Alexa, what’s 45 times 8”

“Well, yeah, I guess that is a lot of bits”

Let’s just say I don’t miss the days when downloading a game’s patch could make me glad that no one called for 3 to 4 consecutive hours. Although with file sizes of modern games being measured by the Blu-ray scale, I still prefer it when the phone doesn’t ring :^o.

Operation New Coat

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Ordinarily, I wear the same black light all year jacket that I’ve worn for so many years… I was already wearing it in photos 17 years ago. After so many years, it’s gotten a bit thinner and worn in places that I’ve worried someday it’ll fall apart. But it’s fit that sweet spot of a coat that is light enough to wear when it’s chilly outside and warm enough that when it’s insufficient: switching to thermal shirts or multiple layers is both a solution and recommended anyway, lol. Like my hat, it handles wind and rain well enough that I rarely need an umbrella. Actually, I’ve rarely used an umbrella or a dedicated raincoat for at least a decade now because my jacket is close enough for 70% of my rainy weather needs not just keeping warm. I love my jacket because it made a pretty effective wind breaker in its youth and remains an all year ’round coat.

When it gets really cold and windy during the winter it’s layer duty. Typically, I will add a heavy-duty fleece and a scarf that I’m pretty sure is a few decades older than I am. The over the head fleece is bothersome and ineffective against water, but as a second layer over my regular jacket it works damn well until the wind warrants thermal underwear.

The other day, Amazon’s prime deal of the day just happened to be Wantdo Men’s Waterproof 3 in 1 Ski Jacket Warm Winter Coat Windproof Snowboarding Jackets with Detachable Puffer Coat for about 20% off its current pricing. It aligns well enough with what I’ve been thinking of in a new coat for several years, and priced as “Yeah, let’s give it a shot” while the sale lasts.

So far, this is looking to be a success!

Material wise it seems like it should handle water slightly better than my old jacket; certainly, no worse. Especially given that by wearing it since circa high school: my normal jacket isn’t getting any thicker or more water resistant with age. The removable “Puffer” liner looks like on its own and zipped into the main jacket, should replace use cases where I either switch to heavy-duty fleece or wear it over my old jacket. The change from a mesh lining to warm and cozy might make it less all-year wear than my old coat, but we’ll see.

Kind of happy to see that the zippers are far from the weakest point. My old jacket, shall we say fits in that gap between decent zippers either last almost forever or make you wonder about the value of replacing them. Not sure if the various draw string pieces will hold up any better than my old jacket, but I can live with that.

A sweet boon is that the cuffs are fitted with Velcro tabs that can be used to batten down the cuffs. I’ve been stuck for years having to make do with gloves and mittens as the only pseudo-work-around when it gets windy as **** out. That the hood zips to the back of the neck and Veclros under the collar bands is nice. Typically, I’ll prefer my Boonie hat to wearing my old jacket’s hood because of superior range of head movement. Except when it is brutally cold in which case I’m putting the hood up, hat on, and wrapping a scarf around the hood, lol. So mostly, it just serves as something to snag on or tell which end of the jacket is which, or an aide for the rare days when I forget my hat and it starts to rain.

Something that remains to be seen is whether or not the pockets will be kickass or useless. My old jacket’s pockets are good enough for storing gloves or snot rags but aren’t safe for things like my phone that don’t take kindly to bouncing off concrete nor reliable for holding things that you can’t have fallen out unnoticed. The zip shut pockets are both deeper than my old jackets, ideal for keeping the free hand warm while walking the dogs. Plus, the zipped breast pocket would be a good way to store my phone for such occasions because my BDU trousers aren’t very convenient for that.

All in all, not the worst ~$66 bucks I’ve ever spent.

Rock & Roll Founders

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Whole lotta’ good music here, but I have to admit when you open with Bill Haley & The Comets singing (We’re Gonna) Rock Around the Clock Tonight: it’s impossible for my mind not to flash back to Happy Days!
For better or worse growing up as a couch potato has led me to associate certain audios and visuals together. Given the next tune on the playlist is Chuck Berry poppin’ Johnny B. Good, you can guess where my mind flashes to next….

Sand in My Boots, Morgan Wallen

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 She asked me where I was from

I said “Somewhere you never been to”

Little town outside of Knoxville

Hidden by some dogwood trees

She tried talkin’ with my accent

We held hands and waded into

That blue water

She left her flip-flops by my Red Wings on the beach

Yeah, but now I’m dodging potholes in my sunburnt Silverado

Like a heart-broke Desperado, headed right back to my roots

Somethin’ bout the way she kissed me tells me she’d love Eastern Tennessee

Yeah, but all I brought back with me was some sand in my boots

I said “Let’s go shoot tequila”

So we walked back to that beach bar

She said “Don’t cowboy’s drink whiskey?” huh

So we drank bottom shelf

She said “Damn, that sky looks perfect”

I said, “Girl you’ve never seen stars like the ones back home”

And she said “Maybe I should see them for myself”

Yeah but, now I’m dodging potholes in my sunburnt Silverado

Like a heart-broke Desperado, headed right back to my roots

Somethin’ bout the way she kissed me tells me she’d love Eastern Tennessee

Yeah, but all I brought back with me was some sand in my boots

I said “Meet me in the mornin'”

And she told me I was crazy

Yeah, but I still thought that maybe she’d show up

Ah, but now I’m dodging potholes in my sunburnt Silverado

Like a heart-broke Desperado, headed right back to my roots

Somethin’ bout the way she kissed me tells me she’d love Eastern Tennessee

Yeah, but all I brought back with me was some sand in my boots

Yeah, but all I brought back with me was some sand in my boots

— Sand in My Boots, Morgan Wallen

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Here are the most interesting USB-C accessories at CES 2022

Now that’s a trend I’d like to see more of: USB-C hubs that have more USB-C downstream ports than USB-A all over.
While Tech News Outlets ™ have been groaning and moaning about the need for dongles, I’ve been more interested in when more USB-C centric hubs would get some lime light. Most that I’ve seen in recent years have been a tad pricey.