Open Bar: Funnier Than White People Practicing Voodoo

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Ah, Joy. New client. More cash than sense and no clue about the industry.

We're going to get along splendidly.

That is sort of one of my wet dreams.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

What was supposed to happen today:

Car tune-up.

Cat to the vet.

Get a new phone (old one is dead) and pizza at the mall.

What has happened :

Car has a hole in the radiator.

CPD:  Giving Navkat lessons in shitty luck.

[Junkenstein]

Yea, sometimes being tired helps me not notice those venomous, suppurating scabs.  Sleep won't sort them out, so I direct them to overflow, because buffer is already at capacity   

Indeed.  Given my already low opinion of them, it is fairly easy to drown them out, but unfortunately it doesn't entirely get rid of them.

Is that for the research gig? Either way, good luck.

No, this is the care work I've been doing the last couple of months.  Care, incidentally, is a misleading name and a terrible occupation, and many of the people involved in it are the kind of people least suited to caring about anything and anyone in the world.  I'm seriously considering a down payment to a reliable assassin should I ever develop dementia in the future...it's better than the alternatives.

Have you considered a tontine? It adds an amusing layer of risk to growing older. It also gives the others involved an incentive to monitor each others mental faculties and assist the end as appropriate.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

What was supposed to happen today:

Car tune-up.

Cat to the vet.

Get a new phone (old one is dead) and pizza at the mall.

What has happened :

Car has a hole in the radiator.

CPD:  Giving Navkat lessons in shitty luck.

A distinction I could have done without. I get one day off a week, man. I have shit to do.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

I am oddly at peace with all the shit falling to pieces around me. Car, cat, phone, the complications presented in getting to work, SO, nightmares, three hours of sleep in two days, depression, no money, etc. It's like a familiar song I'd almost forgotten the lyrics to. Like a lullaby played on rusty saw blades and sung by wailing at the moon, all alone on the mountain.

[minuspace]

Yea, sometimes being tired helps me not notice those venomous, suppurating scabs.  Sleep won't sort them out, so I direct them to overflow, because buffer is already at capacity   

Indeed.  Given my already low opinion of them, it is fairly easy to drown them out, but unfortunately it doesn't entirely get rid of them.

Is that for the research gig? Either way, good luck.

No, this is the care work I've been doing the last couple of months.  Care, incidentally, is a misleading name and a terrible occupation, and many of the people involved in it are the kind of people least suited to caring about anything and anyone in the world.  I'm seriously considering a down payment to a reliable assassin should I ever develop dementia in the future...it's better than the alternatives.

Have you considered a tontine? It adds an amusing layer of risk to growing older. It also gives the others involved an incentive to monitor each others mental faculties and assist the end as appropriate.

Sometimes, the spoils are also shared together ahead of time, as moral victories against those for whom the appointment of that fund would serve, alternatively, like something similar to early retirement from the care industry.  Hypothetically, in a dream from a parallel universe, that is.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I am oddly at peace with all the shit falling to pieces around me. Car, cat, phone, the complications presented in getting to work, SO, nightmares, three hours of sleep in two days, depression, no money, etc. It's like a familiar song I'd almost forgotten the lyrics to. Like a lullaby played on rusty saw blades and sung by wailing at the moon, all alone on the mountain.

You can get used to anything.  ANYTHING.  That's not always a good thing.

[minuspace]

ANYTHING'S ALWAYS NOT ENOUGH

NOTHING NEVER NEEDS MOAR

[Sita]

School's only been out a week and I'm already counting the days for it to start again.
I like my solitude, I like having quiet for most of the day. I miss it.
August needs to hurry up and get here.

[Suu]

School's only been out a week and I'm already counting the days for it to start again.
I like my solitude, I like having quiet for most of the day. I miss it.
August needs to hurry up and get here.

At least you're home with your kids. Both of my parents worked, so my brother and sister went to day camp and I stayed at home alone and had to clean the house until my brother was old enough to be home with me. I hated it. By the time my sister was old enough, I was working too. Good times.

[Junkenstein]

LMNO - Please insert appropriate Monty Python reference here.

[LMNO]

LMNO - Please insert appropriate Monty Python reference here.

Sigh.

School's only been out a week and I'm already counting the days for it to start again.
I like my solitude, I like having quiet for most of the day. I miss it.
August needs to hurry up and get here.

At least you're home with your kids. Both of my parents worked, so my brother and sister went to day camp and I stayed at home alone and had to clean the house until my brother was old enough to be home with me. I hated it. By the time my sister was old enough, I was working too. Good times.

You.  Lucky.  Bastard.   I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night half an hour before I went to bed, drink a cup of sulphuric acid, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad and our mother would kill us and dance about on our graves singing Hallelujah.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

LMNO - Please insert appropriate Monty Python reference here.

Sigh.

School's only been out a week and I'm already counting the days for it to start again.
I like my solitude, I like having quiet for most of the day. I miss it.
August needs to hurry up and get here.

At least you're home with your kids. Both of my parents worked, so my brother and sister went to day camp and I stayed at home alone and had to clean the house until my brother was old enough to be home with me. I hated it. By the time my sister was old enough, I was working too. Good times.

You.  Lucky.  Bastard.   I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night half an hour before I went to bed, drink a cup of sulphuric acid, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad and our mother would kill us and dance about on our graves singing Hallelujah.

I lived in a cardboard box and my parents bashed my teeth in with a brick every morning, and BY GOD I WAS GRATEFUL FOR IT.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

[gripe]I went to this art show/salon/performance thingy this weekend. The art, I dug, the event was cool...the performance was...otherwise. Shit bugs me on a profound level.

Mainly it was that I could see that the performers (not previously theatrical performers) spent a good deal of time working on getting their ideas out and like next to no time rehearsing or polishing their performance. I see these kind of train wrecks a lot and it pisses me off because it basically screams at how easy people seem to think it is to pull off this thing that a lot of people have ripped their own heart out to get even passable at.

One of the dudes was a dancer, the other a musician, and I'm curious at what point they decided that unlike either of those disciplines, you can just write down a 10+ minute monologue, sketch out some rough idea of what you want the action to be, and that's the sum total of the craft. I felt pretty bad for the main orator as he sweated, stammered, stumbled, and hyperventilated...but at the same time, fuck his arrogant ass. Lesson learned, dude![/gripe]

You'd think they would have rehearsed at least ONCE in order to get the sense that they were going to need to rehearse it a whole lot more to get good at it. I mean, even if you're just doing a speech and not acting, it takes several runs to get fluent with it.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Jesus fuck, another school shooting this morning in Oregon.

Whenever there is a shooting that makes headlines, there are typically a few shootings trailing it in the news, and sometimes it can seem like there's a rash or epidemic. Sometimes that's true, and other times, it's because shootings that would not have been reported outside of their local area are being linked. It can be really hard to tell the difference between increased violence and changes in reporting.