Yeah! So, the games can transition between each other pretty seamlessly. You can mix and match rules to your liking. The best way to describe it would be like imagining the barrier of entry from Pathfinder to D&D5E, but taken to a higher extreme.

In Captain’s Log, there’s no equipment. No skills. The closest you get to anything like that is your character stats, which modify rolls accordingly. Your ship also has stats that can modify rolls. As for any conflict, the game uses a simple hit/fail system. Three strikes, you’re out type of thing. Ships are slightly more in depth, with their hit points being relates to their size, and systems getting damaged.

This is very episodic. I could be running a game for months, have a random friend swing by and hop in for a while without missing a beat, and then go home without it mucking anything up. Each mission is divided into scenes, just like an episode of the TV shows.

It’s much more focused on the drama of character development, building and challenging your values, and growing as a person.

Appreciate the heads up. I just bought it as an early birthday present for myself! The PDF comes immediately upon purchase. The book will be on its way shortly.

Reading through it now. It feels very promising.

The only two things formatting makdown consistently, for now, are Jerboa and the web interfaces.

I’ve been posting a lot of poetry using some markdown witchery to format, only to realize that some interfaces show all of the markdown even inside the post itself. Jerboa will show it in the summary tile before you click in, but it does format.

Oh wow. That is wonderful! I’ll have to read it several more times in the morning. Thank you for sharing!

I’m not familiar with Dickman. At least, I don’t recognize the name. I’ll have to look him up!

I posted a poet spotlight about Marianne Moore, a contemporary of HD’s, not too long ago. Also, HD was one of the first poets I posted here: https://lemmy.world/post/58034

I wouldn’t say that work in particular is representative of her whole style, but she was very eclectic in her subject matter. If you dig into it, you’ll find work of hers that speaks to you!

I think this is pretty good as a concept. I love modernist takes on classic poetry, but, that said, there could be some improvement here.

Part of what is appealing about “adjusting” classic poetry is shoehorning in a new meaning between the lines of the old. I notice some … let’s call them “distractions” … away from the iambic pentameter of the classic work. I fully realize that it may be on purpose, but given the work you’re referencing, it does more of a disservice than a service. It starts with your second stanza and, while it isn’t every line, really makes itself known from there forwards.

While overall enjoyable, I think focusing more on fitting the form of what you’re satirizing would make the whole thing more effective as a whole.

What an interesting question! I think it depends a lot on how we define “favorite,” so I’m going to be roundabout.

My formative poets:

• W. B. Yeats
• Edgar Allan Poe
• T. S. Eliot
• Robert Frost

My favorite reads:

• e.e. Cummings
• T. S. Eliot
• Charles Bukowski
• Longfellow

I won’t endeavor to create a comprehensive list for those that I enjoy—it would be inexhaustible—but if anyone is interested, I can provide recommendations. Lol.

Thanks for the question! It’s interesting to think about.

Yes! It is certainly very visual, which draws me to it as well. However, I am especially connected to the idea that nature—in this case literal, but also in a more figurative sense—can correlate with our own moods, uplifting or berating us on a whim.

That might be a solid solution. I think I was a bit intimidated by the (relative) complexity of DosBox compared to vDos, but it seems like a reasonable way to go about it. Thanks for the link! That makes it much easier.

Wow. Hearing this in the Scottish dialect is an entirely different experience. I am grateful to you for sharing it!

I’m posting the text from both versions in the YouTube description here, just for accessibilities sake. The first version is the Scottish and the following is the English version.

" To a Mouse",
On Turning her up in her Nest, with the Plough, November 1785.

by Robert Burns

Wee, sleeket, cowran, tim’rous beastie,
O, what a panic’s in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
      Wi’ bickerin brattle!
I wad be laith to rin an’ chase thee
      Wi’ murd’ring pattle!

I’m truly sorry Man’s dominion
Has broken Nature’s social union,
An’ justifies that ill opinion,
      Which makes thee startle,
At me, thy poor, earth-born companion,
      An’ fellow-mortal!

I doubt na, whyles, but thou may thieve;
What then? poor beastie, thou maun live!
A daimen-icker in a thrave
      ’S a sma’ request:
I’ll get a blessin wi’ the lave,
      An’ never miss ’t!

Thy wee-bit housie, too, in ruin!
It’s silly wa’s the win’s are strewin!
An’ naething, now, to big a new ane,
      O’ foggage green!
An’ bleak December’s winds ensuin,
      Baith snell an’ keen!

Thou saw the fields laid bare an’ waste,
An’ weary Winter comin fast,
An’ cozie here, beneath the blast,
      Thou thought to dwell,
Till crash! the cruel coulter past
      Out thro’ thy cell.

That wee-bit heap o’ leaves an’ stibble
Has cost thee monie a weary nibble!
Now thou’s turn’d out, for a’ thy trouble,
      But house or hald,
To thole the Winter’s sleety dribble,
      An’ cranreuch cauld!

But Mousie, thou art no thy-lane,
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men
      Gang aft agley,
An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,
      For promis’d joy!

Still, thou art blest, compar’d wi’ me!
The present only toucheth thee:
But Och! I backward cast my e’e,
      On prospects drear!
An’ forward tho’ I canna see,
      I guess an’ fear!

“To a Mouse”,
on Turning Her Up in Her Nest With the Plough, November, 1785

Little, cunning, cowering, timorous beast,
Oh, what a panic is in your breast!
You need not start away so hasty
With bickering prattle!
I would be loath to run and chase you,
With murdering paddle!

I’m truly sorry man’s dominion
Has broken Nature’s social union,
And justifies that ill opinion
Which makes you startle
At me, your poor, earth-born companion
And fellow mortal!

I doubt not, sometimes, that you may steal;
What then? Poor beast, you must live!
An odd ear in twenty-four sheaves
Is a small request;
I will get a blessing with what is left,
And never miss it.

Your small house, too, in ruin!
Its feeble walls the winds are scattering!
And nothing now, to build a new one,
Of coarse green foliage!
And bleak December’s winds ensuing,
Both bitter and piercing!

You saw the fields laid bare and empty,
And weary winter coming fast,
And cozy here, beneath the blast,
You thought to dwell,
Till crash! The cruel plough passed
Out through your cell.

That small heap of leaves and stubble,
Has cost you many a weary nibble!
Now you are turned out, for all your trouble,
Without house or holding,
To endure the winter’s sleety dribble,
And hoar-frost cold.

But Mouse, you are not alone,
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes of mice and men
Go often askew,
And leave us nothing but grief and pain,
For promised joy!

Still you are blessed, compared with me!
The present only touches you:
But oh! I backward cast my eye,
On prospects dreary!
And forward, though I cannot see,
I guess and fear!

One of the great joys of poetry, to me, has always been sharing it. As a result, I love talking about it—about poems I love and (claim to) understand, and about those of which are shared with me.

I really enjoy the cadence of this piece, and the choice of language is informal yet strong enough to carry the weight of the ideas its conveying. I’ve never read it before now. What is it that you find most enjoyable?

Man, if I smarter or dumber I’d really want a pet skunk. Unfortunately I’m just the right level of educated to know that I know nothing about anything abnormal pet related.

Internet is a finicky thing. What you should be getting depends a lot on what you pay for, what device you have, and the equipment you’re using, not to mention the infrastructure you don’t control. Without more detailed information, it’s hard to say. But, that said, your download and upload speeds are more than enough to do practically anything you should want without much of an issue.

As with all things Trek, SNW has its detractors and its promoters, but I find it highly enjoyable. It isn’t quite classic Trek—and it isn’t perfect—but it’s just so much fun. It’s the first live action show where the love for the universe shines through the bleak empty promotional garbage.

I’ve loved the character development. There have been episodes that changed my mind about certain people, gave me real horror vibes that could rival Alien itself, and some heartbreaking moments. Just don’t expect Kirk to feel like Kirk yet. He’s still developing, and so is the actor, but it shows promise.

This gave me a good chuckle. Lol. But I’m part of the problem. The only “new Trek” that I look forward to and enjoy anymore is LD and SNW, but I still think it’s absurd to pull Prodigy from Paramount+ when they have all other Trek.

I wasn’t especially a fan of Prodigy, but I know people who were. And, let’s be honest, it’s still better than Disco or Picard.

Is it just me, or is 31 inches over two decades an incredibly frightening number?

Cute—that’s a strong word. I’m not saying this pupper isn’t cute; I’m not saying it is, either, though.

Yo, look. I may be totally off-base here, but I don’t think Coca-Cola to the eyes would be an ineffective distraction.

I’m not supposing to have any answers either, but from a personal standpoint it seems rather selfish to even entertain the idea of making an instance owner do that. It’s not like these people are getting paid for a service (aside from donations, in some cases); they’re hosting in the spirit of the fediverse. Why would I pawn legal work off to them?