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I started trying to draw a spider riding a horse but I'm too terrified to bring that nightmare to life. And thank god there is not a single image of a spider riding a horse when you type it into Google so I guess we're safe for now. Also, I'm pretty sure they are also close to evolving gills so they can survive when you flush them down the toilet and climb back out to haunt you forever. Soon fire will be the only thing that can stop them.

That's only what they want you to think. Spiders are very Machiavellian and will tell you exactly what you want to hear to gain your trust. Meanwhile, they are secretly learning how to kill birds and snakes and will soon be big enough to eat/ride horses. HORSES GODDAMMIT!!

But they are eight-legged demons. Close enough in my book.

But does the anti-venom cure PTSD? Here's a little anecdote to illustrate the damage spiders have done to my brain: When I was a teenager, my dad lived in a run-down cabin on Mt. Lemmon (one of the mountains adjacent to Tucson, Arizona). My sister and I would stay with him every other weekend since he had partial custody and... **I think dredging up these memories is going to make me vomit**... there came a time each evening where we would need to sleep. We didn't have the luxury of beds or anything like that; instead we got the privilege of (not) sleeping on the floor. Once all the lights were off and we started trying to go to sleep, the fucking daddy long legs would come out to say hello. Even though they had an entire fucking mountain to prowl around, they decided that MY FUCKING FACE was the best place to hang out. The first time I woke up to a daddy long leg on my face was pretty fucking traumatic. By the tenth time it didn't even wake me up because sleep was a thing of the past. They took those nights from me. Nights that I'll never get back. All I could do each night was lay there, swatting my face every time I thought I felt the slightest touch. So now whenever I feel any slight touch my first thought is "spider". Fuck spiders, I hate them.

Everybody: Fuck spiders.

Yeah man, I'm right there with you. Instead of killing off whales and other endangered species, humanity needs to band together to fucking destroy every spider on the planet. If these eight-legged demons are taking out birds and snakes then they've made it way too far up the food chain and are clearly going to be targeting us next.

Jesus fucking christ, someone linked this in Kotaku comments: http://www.buzzfeed.com/simoncrerar/why-arachnophobes-should-skip-australia If I ever go to Australia I plan to only walk on stilts and I will only poop in clear, ziploc bags. And I'll just skip the toilet paper part entirely.

I generally like lore in video games. Good or bad I tend to enjoy it because it makes makes me feel like there is more to the world I am in than what I see based on my interactions. Some people don't like lore and that's fine too.

I methodically go through every bold forum topic each morning when I get into work and after I've cleared it all, I stay on the main screen and check back frequently to attack any other bold topics as they come up. I've gotten a little too OCD about it.

I did read the signs a couple times while I was stuck but I don't recall exactly what they said. Hopefully I catch the reference later on.

I haven't played this too much over the last week but I did make a bit more progress the other day. When I last left off, I had just been barfed out by a snake and was stuck in some quicksand. There was a vine just out of my reach and a few other plants nearby and, luckily, I was able to grab a reed and a thorn to make a simple blowgun (I think I also picked up the reservation ticket I needed here). Unfortunately, I wasn't able to use the blowgun to knock the vine free but Guybrush did offer a hint that I would need to drop something on it from above to accomplish my goal. I was able to figure out what to do from there pretty quickly because I had previously used the paperweight with the balloon and saw that the balloon would just float next to me after doing so. So I gave it a shot and once the balloon was floating above the vine I was able to shoot it with the blowgun to cause the paperweight to fall down and knock the vine free which I was able to use to pull myself to safety. After pulling myself free from the quicksand, I finally found myself in Danjer Cove. I explored around a little bit here but there wasn't much more than a boat with a hole near the water's edge, a waterfall, some sharks, and a pirate ship out in the water. When I realized that there was nothing I could do here yet I decided to head back to the town. Now that I had the reservation slip, I decided to go back to the restaurant to see what I could find there. After giving my reservation slip to the restaurant guy and talking to him for a bit, I gleaned two key pieces of information. First, he made it clear that I would need to find something crunchy for him to eat. He seemed interested in the gum I had but wanted something crunchy first so I'm guessing after I find what he's looking for, I might be able to give him the gum which I hope his gold tooth will get stuck to and then I can give that to the third barber since he wants something made of gold. The second piece of information he divulged was that he had a membership card to the beach place that he lost when he was cooking something. So I will definitely need to find that membership card to gain access to that beach cabana area. After talking to the restaurant guy, I scoured the room and was able to find a serrated knife in that Grim Fandango guy's back. I also found a biscuit cutter, a pie tin, and a biscuit which spawned some maggots in my inventory after I tried to eat it. Up until this point I had been looking for some kind of saw in the hopes that I could use it to cut down one of the rubber trees to rig the caber toss, so I figured it was worth a shot to try using the serrated knife instead. Unfortunately it didn't work, but through a stroke of luck I also tried using it on the thing holding the rum barrel (I'm drawing a blank on what that damn thing is called) which caused the barrel to fall down and roll right up next to the rubber tree leaving a trail of rum. It was obvious what I needed to do at this point so I lit the trail with the ember I had in my inventory and exploded the tree right onto the pile of logs. Finally, I challenged the big barber again and defeated him in the caber toss which convinced him to join my crew. And that's about the extent of my progress. So now I'm basically just trying to locate that membership card and find something crunchy for the restaurant dude.

All this Nintendo news is kind of giving me indigestion. I hope they have some additional super secret awesome plans because the only thing of any substance that they announced was putting DS games on the WiiU. It's great that they are aware of the situation with the WiiU but the other steps they are taking to make it more appealing seem pretty inconsequential and pretty much sounds like the same stuff they've been saying for the last year. And the other stuff they announced just further cements the notion in my head that they are moving in a direction I have no interest in. I really want the WiiU to pull a 3DS but my skepticism is at an all time high right now.

Sad to hear. My experience is quite the opposite. I'm about 80 hours in and 95% complete. Just working on getting all the collectibles at this point and I'm finding even that part surprisingly fun.

And then tell them that we still never got flying cars and we're still using microwaves for our food. Man the future sure turned out different than I expected.

No worries man. We're just having some polite discourse.

So is plasma going away in the near future? I keep hearing things that indicate that might be the case but I refuse to believe it. Plasma for life.

Can we replace the term "thread necromancy" with "dead thread redemption"? All in favor, say "fuck you".

That is much better said than my drawn out response. Thanks.

Okay, fair points. I agree that there are some instances where you may not know you need to apologize. Those are typically honest mistakes though. This guy clearly knew what he did was wrong though, especially considering the fact that one of his responses was so graphic that they had to blur it out. As far as your other point, I think a 'why' is only appropriate if it provides direct context to what was said or done. In this case he gave a 'why' that comes across more as an attempt to justify what he said. The 'why' in this case should have been because he was drunk and horny and had no sense of self control, not because he is an alcoholic and his brother died.

I see where you're coming from and that could be a valid reason for why he waited to apologize. However, the fact still remains that he never actually apologized to her. That tells me he is really saying "I regret what I did because of the damage it did to my public image" rather than "I regret what I did because it hurt somebody else". I think there should be at least three cardinal rules of apologizing: Don't wait until you get caught. Apologize to the person or people you hurt and save public apologies for when it is truly the public you owe an apology to. Don't make excuses when apologizing. Say "I'm sorry for doing what I did to hurt you", not "I'm sorry for doing what I did to hurt you but I'm an alcoholic so I couldn't help myself". Sorry for my ranting. I think I just reached critical mass with these situations and the public apologies that come afterward (notice how I just violated rule number three above). If it weren't for the valuable discussion that comes afterward I would prefer for these public apologies to go away in most circumstances and I would be more than content just knowing whether the person made amends or not. But we wouldn't be having this discussion if that were the case so I'll just shut up.

What I've been getting frustrated with lately are these "apologies" that only take place after they have been publicly outed for what they did and aren't even directed toward the victim. I suspect if someone was truly sorry for something they would apologize to that person directly and not wait to see if they were caught. This guy waited till he was caught and never apologized to the victim. For those two reasons and because of the excuses he made in his apology I call bullshit.

I think the key thing about an apology is, at the very least, that you need to apologize to the person you hurt. Mattingly has yet to personally apologize to Mercier (according to the article) and until he does his lame, excuse riddled apology doesn't hold any weight.

You are objectively correct about everything in this post.

Yeah, I kept checking back throughout the day and the comments continued to get worse. On the bright side it seems like the horrible stuff was mostly contained to a few individuals and the majority of people on there were fighting the good fight.

How about Nick Breckon's disembodied head floating above a Sim City 2000 cityscape. He has a distressed look on his face and is thinking "She knows" as he shoots a glance towards the window behind him. (I may be mis-remembering Nick's story about the neighbor person accusing him of going home to play Sim City)