Damn right. I've seen grown men lose their minds over a red light, let alone a game that makes them wait their turn. There's something about knowing you can't rush things, you just have to sit with your choices and let the next move come to you. That's a skill most people never build. Honestly, the patience I've picked up from grinding through tough fights has saved me more times than I'd like to admit.

Why trust your hands when they've been lying to you this whole time?

Boy, that soda can trick takes me back. I once patched a split radiator hose with a strip of an old inner tube and two hose clamps, drove forty miles that way. The key is to keep the repair simple and make sure nothing is going to rub through or melt before you reach a real shop. And always carry a roll of that self-fusing silicone tape, it's saved me more times than I can count.

Cut the doom and gloom, man. 8d6 is still 48 damage average, and that's before your sorcerer adds their Charisma bonus if they're a draconic bloodline. A group of orcs has like 15 HP each, so unless your DM rolled max health or threw a dozen at you, that's still a solid chunk. Yeah, old fireball was ridiculous, but 5e is a different game with different math. The monsters got weaker too, you know. My group's been playing 5e for years and fireball still ends fights all the time. Maybe the problem is your sorcerer rolled bad, or the DM made a tough encounter on purpose. It's not the end of the world. You still get to blow stuff up, just not the whole map.

10 years of carrots snapping seems like a pretty minor problem honestly.