GTA 7 Will Send 1 Billion People To Early Retirement

Game devs be like: "Check out our new season with adorable pet companions and exclusive player skins!" Meanwhile, the UI that hasn't been updated since 2012 is literally a skeleton at the bottom of the ocean. And don't even get me started on those "new mechanics" drowning in the shallow end while everyone pretends not to notice. Classic case of "we fixed the cosmetic shop but forgot to fix the server that crashes every 20 minutes." Priorities, am I right?

So Micron just ditched the consumer RAM market to chase AI money, and somewhere in Valve HQ, Gabe Newell is nervously sweating because they just announced the Steam Machine reboot for 2026. You know, that living room PC console thing that flopped harder than a null pointer exception back in 2015? The timing couldn't be worse. RAM prices are about to skyrocket because everyone and their grandma is building AI datacenters, and Valve just committed to shipping hardware that needs... you guessed it... memory. It's like announcing a new car model right as the world runs out of tires. The dog sitting in the burning room perfectly captures Valve's situation - they're watching the memory market implode while pretending everything's fine with their Steam Machine 2.0 plans. Someone's getting fired, or at least they would if Valve had a traditional management structure.

When your game developer friend says they're "fine-tuning weapon accuracy" but you peek at their code and find they're just plotting random points in a slightly oval shape. The subtle art of making guns miss on purpose - because if players could actually aim, they'd finish the game too quickly. Those Vector3 coordinates aren't simulating complex ballistics or accounting for wind resistance - they're just saying "bullets go somewhere in this general area, good luck hitting anything."

The circle of life in game development: get your degree, land that dream job making video games, work 80-hour weeks fixing collision detection bugs until your soul leaves your body, then finally find peace growing actual plants that don't have physics engines. It's the classic "touch grass" solution, except you're now literally responsible for the grass. Still better than dealing with that one producer who keeps saying "can we just make it more fun?"

The eternal paradox of tech enthusiasts: spending thousands on RGB-illuminated hardware upgrades that could power NASA missions, while the perfectly functional PC with 200+ unplayed Steam games sits in the corner judging you silently. It's like buying a Ferrari to drive to the mailbox once a month. "But what if Cyberpunk 3077 comes out and I need those extra 3 FPS?" you whisper to yourself, as your credit card weeps.

Nothing says "I'm a serious developer" quite like dropping $3000 on a PC just to run VS Code and Chrome. The unholy matrimony of NVIDIA and Ryzen—where your GPU costs more than your car payment and your CPU has more cores than you have meaningful relationships. Meanwhile, your code still crashes because you forgot a semicolon. The modern dev's power couple: enough computing strength to simulate the universe, primarily used to run npm install and watch YouTube tutorials on the side.