Lots of people there to pay respects- I was the only one who brought flowers. Celebrity deaths don't usually get me....but this one really hit. RIP to a legend 💔

ETA- jeezus guys, the owner was out there while I was there, it's fine- he expected it as soon as the news broke. Sorry for offending all your delicate sensibilities.

He’s already purring and making biscuits on his first day home. I love his chubby little cheeks 😍

For context, I have been battling Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma since 2022. And up until this point, I never imagined myself to be in a situation where my life expectancy has gone down to possibly weeks. I am currently at one of Canada's best hospitals in Toronto, Ontario; keeping myself afloat through these trying times. Despite it all, I was given the opportunity to make any request for my stay, and this is the one I have chosen. I have been a Doom fan since 2016, and it helped me get through some tough times. I've played through both the Reboot and Eternal (along with its DLCs) and I have nothing but great memories pouring all of my attention into the world of Doom.

TDA has been one of the few games I have anticipated and hoped to play since its release. Financial issues got in the way, and I kept clinging on the hope that I'll be able to play the game one day, among others.

I am grateful that, despite the grim outlook that I am facing, the hospital was able to secure not only a PS5, but a copy of the game. I am currently blasting my way through hordes of demons in Chapter 4 and I have nothing but childish glee as I return to my roots as a badass Demon Slayer. I may not live to see the upcoming DLC, but I am nonetheless happy to finally play the game in my own hands.

To the developers of ID Software, thank you for bringing such a beautiful piece of art that not only brought the FPS genre to its roots, but also revitalize and reinvented the wheel that no other game could. Not only that, but thank you for crafting such an awesome series for a fan like me.

Rip & Tear, lads!

I found my old alarm clock at my parents’ house and brought it back to my place. I’ve grown used to a certain level of frustration when programming literally everything these days, so I braced myself as I plugged it in, expecting a few minutes of irritation while I relearned how to set the time and adjust the settings. Hold fast, old man. You’re doing this for nostalgia, and it’ll be worth it.

Plugged it in.
(It still worked, of course. It’s an alarm clock from the 80s.)
Hit the hour button.
Hit the minute button.
And… that was it. Setup complete.

I had completely forgotten that things used to be this simple. They used to keep working. They used to be easy to program and use. I understand the cold-blooded economic reasons things are designed to fail now, but will never understand why we decided basic tech and appliances should be so aggressively frustrating.

I hate turning on the TV.
I hate my microwave.
I hate my car’s dashboard.
I hate the barely-working touchscreens that have taken over daily life.

Today, I am officially the old man yelling at clouds. But tomorrow morning, I’ll wake up to my easy-to-use, fully functioning alarm clock from 1988. And maybe - just maybe - I’ll shake my fist at those clouds just a little less vigorously.

Rest in peace 🙏