Meanwhile, when, as a little more than a basic user, I look at my system, feeling as if I’m dealing with a dumpster fire just to have that nagging recurrent insight: “I actually have a brain and can learn!”

He looks grumpy, in the sense he was busy before being recruited for a photo session.

Why isn’t Marcus Aurelius here? He’s known as the last good emperor.

That was too easy of a joke to resist. Never played the game.

The games I spent more hours with were Neverwinter Nights, Fallout 1&2 and Silent Storm.

It’s nice to follow the story. It’s nice to pull a few shenannigans just to see may happen. But I like to follow a story. If someone took the time to write, the least respect I can pay to it is follow it.

I remember playing Kult: Heretic Kingdoms and the story was very nice to follow.

Today I learned.

Unless the developers were lazy or sloppy, you never break the story-line.

I couldn’t care less about other players. Either they’re just like me, trying to take a moment to relax or they are someone that takes what should be fun as a serious endeavour. I have a life for that.

And the town guards… come on. They are just doing their assigned job. And probably took an arrow to the knee.

That murder-hobo part. I never really understood the expression.

Yes, I would willingly deviate from the main story line the moment I could but I wouldn’t go on a murder rampage, killing everything and anything in site.

On Silent Storm I would go on a random encounter spree, killing enemies as supppsed, but I never targeted NPCs. And in Fallout I’d roam the map for random encounters as well but, again, hostiles were fair game, NPCs weren’t.

And to my understanding, the murder-hobo thing was coined because some players would destroy and kill anything in their path.

I would do this on Fallout and Silent Storm. And I resumed the main quest, my character was so overpowered and overgeared the main game became “almost” too easy. To compensate, I would wreck havoc, chaos and mayem at every chance I got.

Isabel de Portugal

She was our princess. Can’t recall the spanish but she was known for being less than attractive.

Want to get petty? My country still holds a grudge because we married a princess of ours with our neighbouring country king, while they sent one theirs to marry with our king (so, for all practical purpouses, a hostage exchange).

The only problem with it, was that our princess was gourgeous, while the princess sent here was ugly as stormy night.

To this day, we still have a coloquial expression of despize where we literally say we gave sardine in return of hake.

My country has sardine as a high value fish, since ever.

It’s a functional plane. Why the distaste?

Things like these are getting ridiculous and the most unreasonable of it all is that most people do not consider this as predatory and invasive behaviour from manufacturers.

I like my appliances dumb. Don’t try to sell me a smart TV, a smart fridge or a smart anything. It does not need to connect to the internet. It needs to do one specific task and one only. I don’t need my fridge to order groceries.

Copper nail or a little hole in a thicker wood and inject some bleach in there. It will kill it down to the root.

This genius ancestors must be rolling in their graves…

Choro raivoso violento?

I’m portuguese and I feel undecided between blind rage or ugly crying.

A portuguese would be very much pissed at it as well…

Presunto/jámon will cure over time and become harder and denser in flavour. Cutting it straight from the leg is also a learned skill and a good knife to do it is also advisable. But you get a bone from which you can make an awsome feijoada.

Violence is always an option. It should be the last to take but it is always an option.

As much as I enjoy the spectacular sound of the piston engines, I can not stress enough that I am fairly concerned modern anti-aircraft measures would be overpowering for these machines.

Nonetheless, this airplane exists and is a thing.