Drat. The display name field does not have room to change my name to "Gracious Anthracite, Procurer of Tiny Cakes". I suppose I could edit that but I am really not in the mood for that right now.
It is really amazing how much more high-energy "Hover" becomes when one of the Hideki Naganuma tracks comes on. You're puzting around the city to inoffensive synths, then you pick a mission, and all of a sudden you're zooming along while singing "TAKE ME UP TO HEAVEN ABOVE! TAKE ME UP HIGHER UP HIGHER UP YEEHAW!", and the game's not any faster or slower but it sure *feels* faster.
I keep on saying I want to get a cheap electric guitar so I can finally fuck around with one instead of trying to thoroughly Master the Acoustic Guitar Before I Am Allowed The Power Tool like I had to do as a kid asking for guitar lessons. I keep on not doing it. Current excuse: one less thing to haul in the upcoming move.
Mastodon is a week or two past two years old: https://blog.joinmastodon.org/2018/10/mastodons-2-year-anniversary/
And dragon.style will be one year old tomorrow.
My dormant account on mastodon.social was apparently created about one month after the initial announcement of the whole project, so I guess that makes me an Early Adopter for this whole thing. I've been enjoying not having to chop my thoughts up into Twitter-sized chunks any more; it's been a pleasant perk in a year that needed little perks badly.