HORI made an electronic ocarina for the new Ocarina Of Time Gabe is obsessed with, good luck fuckin' finding one though. It can autoplay the traditional songs, or you can learn to play them yourself, and the game can hear you do it! It also has a headphone jack, which is a profound kindness and might save us a trip to the hospital.

I'm frightened, frankly, at what the environment must be like at Bethesda Softworks - A ZeniMax Company. I wouldn't want to be there. Asha gave Obsidian one of their best toys, and Starfield was essentially a sidequest. I'm a bad Elder Scrolls player, a fake fan; I wash out on stuff like their faces and animations. I always feel like I find something within the first few hours that nobody seems to have cared about at all. A beaky, triangular lip. A line I hear one too many times. For the vast majority of people, those just become memes. For me, it just makes me feel like they double-spaced their homework - a reference almost nobody would get anymore. If you were a million years old also, I promise you this metaphor would hit.

We had a few kids this year, one of whom was an especially convincing Indiana Jones, but at the end of the night we were left with a couple saddlebags of high-end product: one plump with tangy gummies, the other a medley of fun-size favorites. We were willing to part with more, had there been more larvae; they need sugar in order to molt. But this is not a universally distributed ethos.

I'm not even kidding; with Valve's AI Disclosures, they really have founded a wholly new mode of expression. You can reverse engineer how a developer feels about the disclosure by a close reading of the text, you can unfold the interior part of their skull and walk around in it. I bet it does suck.  I'm honor bound to understand the why, and AI coding is growing normative in the space.  It's hard to truly have beef with such a clannish, propagandized cadre.  I mean, my doom is to understand why even a mortal enemy might dislike me; I routinely extend greater humanity to my utter foes than I have ever received in return. It helps that many of them have been cartoon villains, desperate to distract from their own monstrous conduct. Ask Max Temkin, or Scott Gaynor. I know exactly why they did it. I never lifted a finger, and I didn't have to. Vengeance is mine, saith The Lord.

I identified something really odd while I was out at PAX Aus; the normal cadence and tenor of the AI discourse began to vibrate at an especially high frequency. The conversation has always been fraught, but everywhere I turned the side which advocated for the tools was really spun up, aggressive, and emboldened, and I wasn't seeing the counterpunches I'm used to. My presumption is that it's connected broadly to the Anthropic IPO, which is a severe test of… well, it's a gut check for the whole ball of wax - the future they are attempting to sell.

There can be no question, at long last, that Soulja Boy has told them: he wants those cards. Everybody wants those signed cards and it makes sense. At a certain point it seems like the Federal government would just allow Wizards to just print the money directly. Skip a step, you know? Save everybody a bunch of time.