@ZawaTweets I highly recommend spending 5/10 bucks on a bunch of them. There's only a few that're more than a dollar or two. There have been some crazy swings due to a plane switching. Calling it the "funny dice" helps. They made fun of it during D&D 😂
@ZawaTweets I fell out for a long while until Final Fantasy brought me back (filthy UB, but it got friends playing) I managed to get a version of all cards in both FIC and FIN sets. That Elixir has been the one at hand recently, but I love that old art.
@ZawaTweets I just built my Esper Terra deck with as few non-enchantment spells as possible. My removal is chaos. My card draw is The Neverending Story. My win condition is fun.
In Texas they told me to stop at Buc-ee's for gas.
I have been to shrines. I have stood in temples that took two hundred years to build.
I was not prepared for the gas station.
There were one hundred and twenty fuel pumps.
I counted them because I did not believe them.
A man beside me was filling a truck the size of my first apartment, and he was not filling it because it was empty.
He was filling it because he was here, and here is where a man fills things.
Inside was a hall so vast I lost the horizon.
A wall of jerky. A wall of fudge I did not know the country produced.
A brisket sandwich handed to me by a man in a beaver costume.
And I want to be clear, the beaver is not a mascot.
The beaver is a saint.
The people speak of him the way my grandmother spoke of the mountain behind her house.
And the bathrooms.
I had been warned about the bathrooms and I had dismissed the warning as the pride of a loud people.
I was wrong to dismiss it.
The bathrooms are famous across the whole state and they have earned it.
I have slept in worse hotels. I nearly bowed upon entering.
A janitor was polishing the floor with the devotion of a man tending a garden he loved, and when I thanked him he said "welcome in," which I have since learned is what Texas says instead of hello, and also instead of I am glad you exist.
I went in for gas. I was inside for ninety minutes.
I came out with fudge, a shirt printed with a joke I do not fully understand, forty dollars of jerky, and a feeling I can only describe as having been to church.
I did not need any of it.
I needed all of it.
I have walked through the great cathedrals of the old world. I lit no candle there.
I lit no candle at Buc-ee's either.
But I did fill the truck.
And I understand now that in Texas, this is the same thing.
@ivaivayoshi And that dude is royally fucked. A recent case we can now point to and say "look at that idiot". The scans can be stupid, but they can be tracked. Call your local office with the tracking number. I hope it turns up, I have tons of anxiety every time I order.