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Cake day: June 20th, 2023

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  • You’ve obviously gotten the base level answer, but to add some color here - certain types of food, such as dried pasta, rice, beans, grains, high proof alcohol, vinegars, and basically anything frozen to name a few, never spoil in the sense that they’re unsafe to eat.

    Flavor, however, is an entirely different matter. Just ask anyone who has eaten freezer burnt food.

    Pretty much any high proof alcohol will fall into this category. And, if it’s unopened, it should retain most of its flavor for a very long time. Once opened, however, it can deteriorate relatively quickly, depending on how it was stored.




  • It was the official discord until earlier this year, so it’s kinda not just “some unofficial server”. Also, the mod in question was using racial slurs. Granted, the Godot foundation also split ways with them.

    Additionally there was something about an over zealous community manager blocking people over responses that supposedly weren’t all that inflammatory or bad? I’m not super sure there, I’ve only kinda half been paying attention to it


  • yeah, its hard to predict what will happen to it, especially after gabe steps down or dies, but depending on how much of the company is broadly owned by employees vs individuals, it can help to shield it from bad decisions. Unfortunately, we don’t know the exact numbers. If gabe + mike own 51+% then it could potentially lead to overriding employee will in a bad decision for money (either through their actions or through inheritance like you say). Or the employees could just collectively make a bad decision too.











  • Employee Number 427’s job was simple: he sat at his desk in room 427, and he pushed buttons on a keyboard. Orders came to him through a monitor on his desk, telling him what buttons to push, how long to push them, and in what order. This is what Employee 427 did every day of every month and every year, and although others might have considered it soul-rending, Stanley relished every moment that the orders came in, as though he had been made exactly for this job.