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Inkigayo: Never Ever / Q

I didn’t dick around as a kid. I had a damn video game to play. Between embarrassing myself during karate class, half-assing my homework, and watching Grease 1,000 times, my after-school hours were precious. When I played a game, I played to win. I didn’t have the time or desire to luxuriate in the designer’s code. I was those no-nonsense movie prostitutes who lay down the law before rolling up their sleeves and getting to work on that dick – I was all business. I was quick and efficient. And then adulthood kicked in …

Like I said, in Breath Of The Wild I pick up rocks and throw them. Sometimes I remember that the little leafy-headed Korok dudes hide under rocks, so the reward they bestow is a pleasant bonus. But it’s also a little frustrating. When they pop up they delay the satisfaction of getting to throw a rock two feet, usually at other rocks lying on the ground, or down a mountain, or at fish in the water. Throwing rocks is fun. The fuck is wrong with me? I heard there’s a dragon in the game but I can’t confirm that. Too many rocks to throw. High-stakes Hyrulian adventure occurs when I try to kill a cow with a rock. I haven’t done it yet, but throwing rocks at cows is about the journey, not the destination. It’s its own reward.

I easily give in to the distraction. The creators put so much work into the little details of the world that I feel I’m doing the game a disservice if I don’t stop to cut down a tree then run around its base as it falls to see if I can make it under the falling trunk before getting smashed, or blowing up goats by floating a bomb attached to an Octo Balloon their way. This isn’t just a video game. This is a Bored Mountain Kook simulator.

How The New Zelda Put My Entire Life In Perspective

- Half-minute staring contest with Golden Great Ape Baby Vegeta, known in this game as “Super Baby;” Dragon Ball GT Final Bout (Bandai)

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got7 performing “Q” on tonight’s inkigayo


Some of these views of Lanzarote Island really are amazing.

Vast landscapes and howling winds made me feel like i was wandering another planet.


Jack Falahee on Eleanor Bray’s Instagram Stories

from Google Doodle:

Sukabumi-born Saridjah Niung, better known as Mrs. Soed, was a well-loved musician, teacher, radio announcer, playwright and batik artist in Indonesia. Her music delighted the ears of young children, and to this day, they can be heard singing along to the tune of her most popular songs: ”Hi Pedicab,” “Strong Kids,” and “Butterflies.”

Along with music for kindergarten-aged kids, she was also revered for her patriotic hymns. She wrote masterpieces during the Dutch colonial years about the Japanese occupation and Indonesia’s independence. Mrs. Soed also wrote the Indonesian national anthem “Fatherland,” and “Berkibarlah Benderaku.”

Today, we celebrate Saridjah Niung Soedibjo Star’s artistic contributions on what would have been her 109th birthday.

Here’s the video of Tanah Air song she composed: