If you remember from wayback the article about NeuroSky, with their mind-reading hilarity, check out what the Futile Ohm found.
I would like to say I’ve grown as a bloggher since last year, but
In Twilight Princess, when I’m trying to rescue the kid by horse-chase and then a showdown joust over a spanning bridge, I don’t want to play worse because my mind is singing “Meow Meow Meow Meow” or “I am I, Don Quixote, the Lord of La Mancha! My destiny calls and I go!”
Yep. Still a valid concern.
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