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I'm just gonna slide this on in here for anyone that is interested in preserving old games. They take it very seriously too, they want an archive of every single game. Like, they have lists of every game ever released for a system, and once that system gets old enough, they add it to their archive and start collecting. Their latest addition was the Xbox 360, they opened that vault up in September 2022, and proudly announced they'd finished their collection of games for it back in April.

Also, while their game archives are almost entirely complete, they've got another project of archiving the manuals that came with those games, and that is... considerably less well filled out. Their collection of Xbox 360 manuals is especially rough, they've only gotten manuals for three games. So if you've got some Xbox 360 games kicking around, and the manual's still with them, please consider scanning them and submitting them to the site!

There was a random guy walking up the street in the same direction as me and so i rolled down the window and I was like: "Did you see that?!?!?"

And he was like yeah, totally, wow that was nuts!

Not, like, fake compliments or randomly giving scrounged up compliments to everyone you pass in the street, but -- say you see someone with an article of clothing you really really like. Cool accessories or a great haircut or something. Tell them.

I told an old woman yesterday that I liked her blouse. It was this super pretty white-at-the-top-floral-at-the-bottom shirt which was really lovely. So i backtracked where I'd walked past her and I said "excuse me - i love your shirt." And this harried, stressed-looking 80-something year old brightened up immediately, and beamed, and then when she and I headed off in separate directions, she had a pep in her step.

This other time I told a woman that I liked her boots. She gave me a company name thats since become my favourite brand of shoes. I told someone else that her scarf was cute and she was like "do you like it? Here, you can have it," and she dropped her scarf in my hands and then got on her train and left. I once saw a woman who had clearly put effort into her outfit that day but was now looking harried and frazzled as she wrangled four children across the road, and I told her that her outfit was gorgeous and she lit up like a christmas tree. I told a gay man that I loved his whole look once and he turned into a smiling, blushing mess as his super delighted and proud boyfriend was like "yea, he DOES look gorgeous doesnt he?"

And complementing older people almost always results in a kind of rejuvenating effect. So many older people go through their lives feeling invisible or dismissed and just being positively noticed by someone seems to make a really big difference.

And sometimes when a stranger is looking low I will actively look for the thing I can genuinely complement. It’s really not hard to find something that is nice about someone or the way they’ve kitted themselves out, and it can change a person’s day.

Sometimes complementing people results in longer interactions. A guy once (non-creepily) chased me down the street after I complemented his cool green jacket to see if I’d go out for coffee with him. I think he probably had never been complemented in public or by a stranger. Many men, even charming ones, never are. He had this charmingly bewildered and rosy-cheeked reaction at first, when for me this was really just kind of a passing thought as I walked back to my car from a shift. I guess once he’d thought about it at all he was like “worth taking a chance” or maybe the friend he was with told him to go for it. I was about a block away when he caught up to me. I could tell he wasn’t being a weirdo, and he was really nice and respectful when I said “I’m seeing someone, but thanks for asking, and I really did mean it when I said you looked good in that jacket.” I think he probably wore it more often after that interaction. I hope it made him feel lucky.

(It also gives me the courage to wear my ren faire dresses out in public, because I get it back - one time an employee shouted across the store "I love your corset!" and there was an echoing male voice of "oh she's CUTE cute!"

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