lol it’s all good. The past is the past and there was really only one true villain in the whole saga by my (already poorly remembered) reckoning and that person basically disappeared years ago (maybe) so it’s all kind of whatever.
Like Oasis implored me to I will not look back in anger. The best time is always now anyway.
Started watching that video and damn it is cool that the podcast had such an effect on people. Y’all were really good at podcasting.
my turn my turn my turn
it’s been an ever continuing bandwagon of conversation stemmed from a mutual interest of looking beyond the mainstream for at least some of your entertainment. everyone’s welcome to jump on and over time the road has become more worn down and familiar and smooth, making traversing the culture less rocky and antagonistic
sb has made it so all those memes and articles about not having friends past your 20s are meaningless to me
im dimes
Having friends is so cool…
squarely in my 20s and near all of the best ones have come from this set of time on random sites, ehe
sometimes i have to explain this website to people and i usually try to get away with just saying “my online home” which i think is a concept i’m much better off for having! don’t envy my mates who are out there raw-dogging the feeds every day
aw fuck I missed this i wanna play the define SB without digging up the past game but without requested succinctness because have any of us ever seen any post i have ever posted in fact i’m going to make this long on purpose
selectbutton two-point-oh, the beast powerful enough to bear mention without its numerals, is a strange thing. there will have been a time, between ‘a while ago, now’ and ‘twenty-six-teen when you joined’ where it ceased being a place filled with individuals smarter than you and historied and necessary of respect on account of that what which they have done and what they have had to endure, and rather became the only place anywhere where idiots of your ilk flock. the faces will not have changed; aged, surely, as we are all wont to do with the better half of a decade, though all gracefully, even those who would might dare try and claim otherwise. you learn to tell the time through the length of the beard of a man you have never once called by the username he uses on this forum-iteration because his own past identity precedes him too greatly.
you will, with time, come to look upon the seven-and-change years with which you’ve here borne residency, and manage to feel both like you’re so new to the place, still, and like you’ve never not been here. at some point, a forum that talked about video games and had semi-frequent shouting-bouts between people you now love and respect and, sometimes also people you love and respect but mostly villains and dastards, became the place you lived. you don’t manage to keep up with everybody as much as you wish, and you’re not as good about sharing your own life with them as you want to be, but what is any whole and good definition of family supposed to be other than a place for you to set down your heart and know it will be well cared for in the interim?
with time, it will become ‘the forum’ and you will frequently attempt to convince your best friend to join it. ‘its mostly dads and the gays’ ‘they like god hand’ ‘bachelor posts here’ you say. you know it will work, one day. your arguments are sound.
the forum morphs, with time, and suddenly you bear no hesitation to remark to other human individuals that, yes, i met my partner in life on an internet forum, and not the kind people join for that kind of thing. she comes home, of late, from her job delivering america’s packages to boot up the saturn on the tiny crt you keep in front of the still-small-but-less-so flatscreen and play through azel panzer dragoon rpg and remark with frequency that it ‘owns’.
and so, the forum stops being the place where the untold, hurt, oral history of indie games lies felt and buried, and becomes something important instead. selectbutton is cramming twenty to thirty adults into a child-sized bedroom to scream, as god might while stress-testing vocal cords, at every single visualizer to the absolutely fucken ripping steep slope sliders soundtrack, having way too good of a time to realize the most italian man had been enclosed inescapably into a bathroom by the hubbub. selectbutton is playing kyoei toshi with a small group of friends, a friend among them (whose old buddy you will later improbably come to kinda know through means both interesting and not) live-translating the work as you mostly marvel at getting to be a lesbian and looking up at eva-01 fighting sachiel because that absolutely works for you personally, that moment of him gifting this experience upon the lot of you planting the seed for you to eventually start stumbling your way into learning japanese, years later. selectbutton is being afraid to post in any music thread because while your tastes do in fact easily manage ho-scaring in even weird company, you cannot compete with the raw power of underground rap from a teenager half a world away, but also knowing that you should probably just post in there anyway because this is, ultimately, not a competition. there’s a time when it was, maybe. now it’s just family talking at the table.
and so, finally, selectbutton becomes a place that makes you bawl an embarrassing amount, where you cannot help but feel full even when there is so much you have, will, did not do. it becomes a place where you say ‘if we moved to the pnw we’d still have friends in the area’ and ‘if we did visit japan i could touch denim with my dear buddy’ because those things are true.
in conclusion, selectbutton is a forum where people who used to talk a lot about video games on selectbutton come to no longer like video games atall, except for when they do because they still totally own like cmon
Oh no, the barber trimmed my beard and hair the other day for the first time in 3 years, is that like daylight savings time
(I’m not crying, you’re crying)
Welcome to coldface
You made me cry. Great job.
Ahoy! I’m Evan Walsh. I found this forum via a comment in a Reddit thread and I like the vibe. I haven’t contributed to a forum since… a long time ago. I missed this.
Looking forward to reading and posting. I like video games and human rights, so I think we’ll get along just fine.
As an intro to my tastes, here’s my top 50 games of all time and a bonus list: my top 25 “7 out of 10” games.
Hello! Thank you!
welcome! what was the reddit comment?
your 7/10 games list is interesting!
damn @jsnlv confirmed redditor
(hi evan welcome!!)
According to that comment he was even posting on Reddit while he was at the meetup. Scandalous! 
wtf people can barely post HERE during those
I said a trim, not a shave. Goodness gracious
What can I say? I got knocked out of the kusoge tournament early, and while all the weird FMV fighters were pretty novel, once we’d seen all the games at least once, my mind started to wander!
Glad to have you with us, @evanwalsh!
