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Had to be a Gallagher.

I had the Dying Fetus song "wrong one to fuck with" pop in my head as soon as I saw the image.

Ngl, while it is definitely weird as hell, it has a surreal beauty because of it.

It's also like what you'd get if a kid only had brown crayons, drew a snake, and then developed the power to bring their drawings to life.

Damn.. I missed that on first read. I had down voted for it being off topic until I saw this one.

Which is both a sign of a great joke and a bad one lol. But excellent word play!

Our old pong console. I don't know if it still works because it's been boxed up for over a decade at this point.

Oldest in use? Probably my old texas instruments graphing calculator, but it's dying. I got it back in the early nineties for college, and my kid was using it last year with homework, but the screen is failing and it sometimes just freezes until you pull and replace the batteries. So only kinds in use, and barely hanging on.

My VCR is newer and still sees use rarely, but was used daily for a few years in the early naughties.

Wait! The phonograph! It's still functional and my dad got it in the early eighties, so it's older than the pong console, but I think calling it electronics is dubious, so I dunno if it counts. But it's the oldest functional electric powered thing we have that I know of.

Nothing more gay than sister/sister stuff.

Which has to be fake right?

Well, I gotta point at PTB on this one, despite generally being okay with preemptive bans.

I'm not saying that an admin shouldn't be able to do this; they take the risks and hassles of making the fediverse function, so they get some leeway before PTB can be fully applied.

But there is still a range of ways to execute this kind of decision that aren't cool. Making it personal is right at the PTB side of that range.

As an example, if I wanted to ban you from southsamurairocks.edu because I didn't agree with your beliefs, and the hassles that might come from them, or your reputation, I think it would be my obligation to give that as the reason, not just the fact that it's you. It crosses the line from making a measured policy decision into just being a dick without the guts to just be a dick outright and honestly.

Like, if we had beef, and that's why I ban you, I'm going to publicly state that I don't like you, and thus don't want you in my instance. Not just be snarky by using your name as shorthand for it.

It's the smugness of it that makes it PTB instead of a legitimate preemptive ban. Nobody has to let anyone onto their instance if they don't want to. But you gotta be up front and detailed about it if you don't want to be the asshole.

Legit, I'm going to positive vent, so anyone not okay with that, please do scroll on past.

I'm not diagnosed, and likely never will be because it would be another hoop to jump through when disability already does plenty. But the last couple of years make it pretty damn obvious to me that I'm in the add category to some degree or another. It explains too many things.

So, this meme really hits home for me. A lot of shit that made life hard for me is on that image.

Despite that, the last week I have somehow managed to get my insomniac, beaten and battered ass up at the ass crack of dawn, go out into the world and handle shit that took hours for each task.

Now, I had put those tasks off for a while, though one of them was not my fault in full as far as how long it got put off; it was a DMV trip, and I put it off so long because I was checking every bloody day in the hope an appointment would open up and I wouldn't have to be in line for five hours.

So, obviously, I ended up in line for five hours. An hour and a half of that was on my feet, with my back in spasm, but unable to take pain meds or muscle relaxers because I'm not fool enough to pop pills in line at the DMV

But i didn't leave! I didn't put it off again.

But, most important is that not only did I manage to get myself up as early as it was, but I didn't even find reasons to delay leaving. When you're fucking with anxieties, add, agoraphobia (particularly when dealing with crowds of people), and chronic pain, that's a fucking victory in my book.

I didn't even punch anybody! Which, that may not seem like a big deal, but you didn't have someone cut in line in front of you while you were bent over gagging and trying not to vomit from pain. I can get a wee bit irrational in extremis, so not doing anything at all was a victory in my book.

Plus, it's the DMV right? Staff are stressed, people in line are stressed. That's just how it is. People weren't being nasty to each other. Nobody pulled any entitled bullshit, and there were a couple of people that we all passed up the line so they could get done faster because they were worse off than anyone else there for a three hour wait after the almost two hour wait just to get inside.

Everyone was cracking jokes, being supportive as hell, just generally being kind to each other. Yeah, there were grumbles too, but those grumbles were about the staff needing more help, better funding to help improve both staff and customer conditions, that kind of thing. Nobody said a snide word to or about the staff at all!

So, I'm in pain this entire time, dripping with sweat from southern summer heat and the pain/stress. But my fellow human beings made it bearable. Me and this one lady were chatting about nothing important just to be humans to each other, and that was happening all around.

After a while, everyone that would get to go in the back to handle what they were there for would get a cheer, and that folks leaving got applause. Yeah, it was mostly for the humor of it, but there were people smiling in the DMV because of it.

My number gets called, and I break into the chorus of "we are the champions" as I hobble up to the door. Got a good laugh too. On my way out of the building, I thanked the group for being awesome and then hobbled my way to my car as fast as possible. Which isn't very fast, but still.

So, what was going to be a nightmare experience ended up being bad on a physical level for sure, but I'll be damned if it wasn't a positive mental health day in spite of that, largely because people remembered to treat each other well.

Which takes several tangents away from add/adhd, but the fact that I managed to beat that into submission twice in a week is a minor miracle

I first that joke in person in elementary school, in the eighties. I had read it in a book a few years before that. Maybe the third grade? Coulda been fourth.

Hope that there's a modded version that doesn't need play services. They exist for a fairly decent range of games. The less the game relies on an external server, the better the chance it's out there.

For stuff that doesn't have any need to check for play services, or verify anything, you can just copy off the apk file and do what you like with those.

Data is harder. Most games rely on Google backup. The ones that don't, you may not be able to access to back up yourself. I dunno what the current options are, but it used to be that titanium backup on a rooted device could make a full backup to install on a different device. There was one that didn't require root, I think it was called helium? But I never used it.

I've been on the opposite side of that, with a human patient.

Was providing some care that required me to support the patient with one hand while doing some less than comfortable work (impaction removal). The patient's daughter was rubbing his shoulder, only my hand was there, so she was actually rubbing my wrist.

She didn't realize it until I had to shift my position with that hand and warned her I was going to be moving. Like you, she got embarrassed and apologized. I just shrugged and said it was no biggie, I would have said something but I was concentrating and needed the moral support. Which turned it into a mutually humorous thing, so we had a good laugh.