athos77
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Cake day: June 14th, 2023
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Back when I took my Anthropology class, one of the things we covered (briefly) was different styles of communicating and how the unrecognized differences between those styles causes stress and frustration between different styles. My professor said the classic example were the stereotypical differences between men and women in American culture, as evidenced in the classic complaints “my husband never listens to me!” and “my wife is always changing her mind!”
There are people who communicate that they’re listening: they nod their head, they said “uhm-hmm”, make eye contact, etc. And there are people who … don’t. When a person who does this style of communication doesn’t get that feedback, they feel unheard and get frustrated. And when a person who doesn’t do that style of feedback receives that feedback, they think the other person is agreeing with them, so they’re blindsided and frustrated when the other person ‘changes their mind’.
I’d suggest explaining this communication difference style to your sibling, because while it’s a frustrating thing to your family right now, I’ve no doubt that your sibling finds (or will find) being on the other side of the divide just as frustrating.
I’d also explain that for some people, making or maintaining eye contact can be difficult, but you can get away with looking at people’s chins or ears; and if even that’s difficult, that’s fine, but then other means of communicating that you’re listening (nodding, going “uhn-hunh” or whatever) becomes even more important.
“I know there’s a ton of skepticism about Meta entering the fediverse — it’s completely understandable,” Cottle says. “I do want to kind of make a plea that I think everyone on the team has really good intentions. We really want to be a good member of the community and give people the ability to experience what the fediverse is.”
If I wanted Facebook shitposts and forwards from KlanMa, I’d’ve joined Facebook. And I don’t believe Meta has good intentions, I believe they want to overwhelm the fediverse, and I believe they want to make money. Middle-manager Cottle and their team may have good intentions, but corporate certainly doesn’t, and I certainly don’t trust their users.
It was pretty obvious that Trump would try to scam Musk. Fortunately, given his own difficulties, Musk was unlikely to agree - we’re just fortunate these bills are coming due so far in advance of the election. And also that, given Musk’s foreign birth, he’ll never be eligible to be president or vice president (something that I’m sure sticks in his craw).
IIRC, there have been people who got the gold clock before the end of year two, though I’m not sure how common that’s been since v1.5 came out (v1.5 added so much extra content!). I can’t remember the less common ways; the most common way was to become an artisan farmer [+40% on wine] and build a massive Ancient Fruit winery. Like, really, really massive. The most aggressive vintners ran kegs through every available-but-mostly-unused space - the quarry, the railway yard, one guy even covered the desert.
So, I started playing Stardew Valley about six months after it released, and played it fairly heavily for a long while. I’ve done all sorts of challenges (no tool upgrades! no backpacks! no dealing with Pierre or Jojo!). I still come back to the game like 2 or 3 times a year, but I no longer feel obligated to play a “pure” game. I mean, sometimes I do play from absolute scratch; and yet there are other times when I have less time to spend, or less patience, or I just want to try to tweak a “better” min/max. And in those cases, I’ll name my character
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Which means that every time someone in the game says my name, I get a prismatic shard, a treasure chest and an iridium bar.
If I’m min/maxing this way, then my first day - okay, this is from memory, but I think it goes like this: I quick-clear some space at the farm, but head into town around 8.30am. I forget who I start with (maybe Lewis or Robin?), but there’s one character who, if you speak to them on the first day, they’ll call you by name, so you get your prizes. Then you go sell the iridium bar and prismatic shard to Clint. Take the money and buy a telephone from Robin. [I forget, you may need to stop by and greet Gus here.] Head back to the blacksmith shop, drop the telephone somewhere, and start spam-calling the Saloon. Gus will answer by name and you’ll get lots of loot. Stop accumulating at a convenient point before 3.50pm and sell the iridium bars to Clint (keep the prismatic shards to give as presents). Stop by the Saloon and pick up some coffee and salads. Then head to the store and buy backpack upgrades and fruit trees and all the seeds you need from Pierre. If you have enough time (depends on when you stopped calling Gus), you can also stop by Robin’s and buy wood and stone and have her start on the barn (not the coop!). Head back to the farm, throw the treasure chests into the shipping bin, and quick-plant the trees and some veggies.
If you really want to speed-run, you can buy all the bundles from Jojo and be done with them by end of Spring Year 1, and then out to the Island by late summer/early fall of Year 1.
I catch up on everything I meant to do during the summer and didn’t have time for. Depending on how I’m playing, in the first winter, that might mean getting enough money for fruit trees, or mining/ buying enough stones for staircases, or maxing out fishing so I can get all the legendary fish the following year.
Year 2 is getting to the island, running the volcano enough to forge everything, running Mr. Qi’s tasks to buy recipes and ease-of-life items, and making sure I have everything in place for Grandpa’s evaluation (which is when the game was intended to do it’s original scoring).
If I’m being really aggressive, I’ll try for Perfection by the end of year two. I never make it, though, I’m just not interested in getting married and having kids :( but I go for my own (no- family) perfection anyway.
It’s about twice the size of New Jersey …