The Bartle test rates me as almost a pure explorer in games. I like to poke around, figure out the secrets and then once I know how it works I split. The folks at GamerDNA have run some hardcore stats-gathering raids on Warhammer Online and graphed class distribution, sex distribution, and distribution of class by Bartle type.
The chart shows that players that fall into the KILLER bucket on the Bartle test (as in the main reason they play games is to kill other players) by and large favor the Black Orc. While EXPLORERS (like me) favor the Disciple of Khaine (which is eerily enough my main class). SOCIALIZERS favor the Warrior Priest for some reason and ACHIEVERS are all Zealots, which we already knew.
FDR had already mastered the medium of his time--radio. His "fireside chats" broadcast across the nation soothed Americans troubled by the hard times of the Great Depression. Radio was a perfect fit for the eloquent Roosevelt, who would have had a much more difficult time hiding the fact that he was confined to a wheelchair in the television age.
The outbreak of World War II temporarily halted the development of television, and it would be more than a decade before the new medium became popular.
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* Roasting garlic
Pull a good length of tin foil. Fold it in half. Fold the edges together, a half-inch or so, to make a seam. Fold it in half again. Fold a seam along the sides, leaving the top open. See what you’ve made? A tinfoil pocket. A shiny silver scrotum from the future. Now get a garlic, a whole head. Find a knife and slice the very top off, so you can see the tops of the individual cloves inside. Put it in the tinfoil pocket.
Open a bottle of beer. Not fucking Budweiser or Labatts — a proper beer, damnit. During this experiment, I used the outstanding Black Adder ale from Mauldons. A good bitter, an ale, an IPA — a proper fucking beer, you know what I mean. Pour some down your throat. Now pour some in the tinfoil. A mouthful or so. Spit your mouthful out into the pocket if you’d like. I mean, it’d be disgusting, but the person you’re cooking for will never know, right? Close up the pocket, so you now have a sealed tinfoil bag full of a head of garlic and (possibly regurgitated) beer.
Sling it in the oven. Your oven is set to 190 degrees C, which is 375F or Gas mark 5. It’s going to be in there for an hour. Have some more beer. Swallow it this time, you freak.
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