In the early days of the Internet, insularity and homogeneity aside, the wide open access to things by default meant that we had the liminal social spaces more easily.
You can walk up to a crowd, unknown to them, and scope them out. They'd probably be quite public, you would be quite anonymous, and you could start participating pseudonymously, if not outright anonymously. You can see how a group reacts to you, you can adjust yourself and join, be accepted, and only then reveal who you are.
I played my first game of #monsterhearts tonight, where I also MCed. I was uneasy about the prospect of being put on the spot while other players depended on me, but this first session turned out great.
I really appreciated how the game system (and I assume this extends to apocalypse world too) distributes storytelling authority equally to everyone, rather than just to me. (Creativity has a cooldown timer!)
I'm wildly excited to keep this game going now that the session ended on a cliffhanger.
right after i joined mastodon i saw a post (idr who it was from) that said smthn like "it's really painful how things like art and dancing are considered something you have to be good at instead of things that all humans do, as naturally as eating or breathing" and i think about that all the time. the things that we naturally do have been commodified and portrayed as somethint to struggle for, as things that only The Best are allowed to do. when without that pressure, we would all just do them??
A cloud darkens the sky, just for a moment, and when your eyes adjust the bee is already in the air, off to do bee things.
It takes a winding route to the cracked door, and as it leaves you feel something fall into place: a thing that was stuck in your head, or maybe you were worrying about it. You don't know what it is just yet, but it'll come to you in time, if you let it.
An old friend springs to mind, and you think how nice it would be to share a meal or a day, and you start to daydream.
You hear a faint buzzing behind your head. A bumblebee circles you and alights on the arm of your chair. It just needs a little rest while it gathers strength for the rest of its bumbleday, but then so do you.
An unexpected gust of wind buffets the porch. *tink tink* Crisp leaves and acorn caps fly into the screen windows before the wind dies down. The porch rattles in a familiar way. It's a good thing that bee took refuge when it did, and good that it had some company too.
Tech Question, Home Server
Hey, I'm thinking of buying a ~$200 little fanless PC to run as an anyways on home server. Anything in particular I should know about specs or requirements?
I'm pretty much looking for something that can host a Mastodon / Minecraft / etc server so I can keep them running without letting my PC go 24/7.
A confession: having grown up playing #muds has molded my use of language to the extent that in text messages or speech I'll just outright say social commands like "cackle" or "comf"
(This toot brought to you my me doing just that right now, and realizing that they probably have no idea what I just said.)
Performing for the first time as Laser Bees at Abstractions @mcmoots
Also, a window into the application in progress, from my deprecated fedi account:
My other interactive art work, which is currently a work in progress, involves a star field. Finding a machine readable database of star positions led me to Early Aughts Hobbyist Internet, which I adore unreservedly.
Anyway, I really appreciated finding Project Rho, which hosts a page of 3D star maps. (http://www.projectrho.com/public_html/starmaps/catalogues.php) It directed me to the HYG database, which is what I ended up using for my program.
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trees and ferns
🌐 web dev^H^H^H sabotage 💣
rust and ruby
Always your lofi hip hop radio babe to make out with.
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