The crazy thing is that it was so prevalent, I don’t really remember the world smelling smoky unless I went into a small room like my grandparents living room.
I didn’t notice it in places like restaurants and bars until after the bans came.
I would guess that my generation has a diminished sense of smell because of it.
It’s not me and I have an office. It doesn’t get to me.
But I can definitely see that it would bother a whole lot of people.
On that, I’m old enough to have begun my working life when people smoked cigarettes at their desks. This is a much, much better alternative.
People bring their dogs to work all the time in my office. Fortunately, all of us are dog lovers, so we all enjoy it.
The other trend that doesn’t bother me, but surprises me is that I’d estimate about two thirds of the people in my office vape at their desks.
We also have bean to cup espresso, which is nice. People will go find high end beans and contribute them. It works out nicely.
We’re highly educated professionals, damnit!
Not gaming console, but the first time I played a CD on my computer in the nineties, I thought I was witnessing the end of technology. Then when Primus released Tales from the Punchbowl on CD-ROM with the interactive stuff, I thought this was surely it. Technology could proceed no further.
That’s what I was asking. Thank you. I didn’t quite know how to phrase a Google question to figure it out.
What is LLM in the context of lemme/tech?
I see that and think of a specialized law degree.
If it’s a Netflix adaptation, then wouldn’t it be an overly drawn out true crime documentary?
The mechanics of that game were more like a very fast choose your own adventure than the traditional move joystick left, spaceship go left mechanics.
Because the graphics were coming off a laser disk, they didn’t generate on the spot. There were predetermined outcomes to every move.
When people figured this out, information started to collect in the magazines, and the game became beatable.
I know it’s wrong and that I’m going to Internet hell for admitting to it, but there’s a smell when Grandma would light her cigarette in the hot box car with the windows up that I find nostalgic to this day even though I find the concept of smoking in a car repugnant