Open Bar: Arguments About Turtles, All the Way Down

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Mesozoic Mister Nigel

"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


Mesozoic Mister Nigel

Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on August 12, 2014, 05:37:39 PM
Just got my test results. No cancer.

Or STD and my pap was clean.

But holy fuck, no cancer.

Off to happy dance down the street, bbl.

YAY!!!
"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


Mesozoic Mister Nigel

"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


Mesozoic Mister Nigel

Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on August 13, 2014, 12:39:30 AM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on August 10, 2014, 03:38:44 AM
So, these multiple Discordian group pages on FB I've been volunteered for.






I suppose I haven't been paying attention to youth culture recently, but when did "FGT" become an acceptable, no-harm-done substitute for "faggot", and why the fuck is everyone OK with it?




I am once again reconsidering my self-identification, if these are my peers.

I've been bothered by it too. I'll read on, but I'm uncertain what to make of it.

A lot of people have objected to it, including myself, but the two main people who are using it are gay so it's a little hard to take the stand that they have no right to use it as a general term of reference for other Discordians if they want to. I am uncomfortable with it but my argument is weak. "Hey gay people! Stop using fgt and ftg, it makes me, a straight person, uncomfortable!".

I've been pretending it means "fidget", which I find much more palatable.
"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


Mesozoic Mister Nigel

Quote from: The Suu on August 14, 2014, 04:28:31 PM
There's an article that a friend posted on Facebook about how parents shouldn't be excited about their kids going back to school, and in fact, even joking about it is a bad thing, because that means you don't love your kids or some shit.

http://www.sistersraisingsisters.com/please-do-not-be-this-mother/

Whatever happened to having a fucking sense of humor? I mentioned this, and got chastised, because "I'm not a parent and I will never understand."

Oh fuck off and hit your funny bone.

Man, fuck those "every moment is precious" overprotective moms who are training their children that everyone on earth ought to be grateful for every moment of their precious presence. The kids they're raising are going to be hopelessly dysfunctional without therapy and hard work, and they're also being sent the message that time away from home is something to be sad about, and not a fun chance for adventure, exploration, and making friends. There's nothing that will make a kid feel more insecure and ambivalent about going to school like a clingy overprotective mom weeping about having to send them off to school.

Celebrating is A: funny as hell, and B: lets kids know that it's OK to be independent and go out into the world and learn stuff, and also to take time to be by yourself and be your own damn human being. Even when you're a parent.

"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


Sehra Farron

Found this place by complete accident (or was it?) and for some reason I find this place rather interesting.

So I shall lurk (though it probably defeats the purpose by being announced).

Sehra Farron

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Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on August 16, 2014, 10:55:32 PM
Quote from: The Suu on August 14, 2014, 04:28:31 PM
There's an article that a friend posted on Facebook about how parents shouldn't be excited about their kids going back to school, and in fact, even joking about it is a bad thing, because that means you don't love your kids or some shit.

http://www.sistersraisingsisters.com/please-do-not-be-this-mother/

Whatever happened to having a fucking sense of humor? I mentioned this, and got chastised, because "I'm not a parent and I will never understand."

Oh fuck off and hit your funny bone.

Man, fuck those "every moment is precious" overprotective moms who are training their children that everyone on earth ought to be grateful for every moment of their precious presence. The kids they're raising are going to be hopelessly dysfunctional without therapy and hard work, and they're also being sent the message that time away from home is something to be sad about, and not a fun chance for adventure, exploration, and making friends. There's nothing that will make a kid feel more insecure and ambivalent about going to school like a clingy overprotective mom weeping about having to send them off to school.

Celebrating is A: funny as hell, and B: lets kids know that it's OK to be independent and go out into the world and learn stuff, and also to take time to be by yourself and be your own damn human being. Even when you're a parent.

The problem isn't just with parents anymore though. I've noticed an alarming trend of schools that are far too overprotective of these special snowflakes. Schools banning balls, cartwheels, books, water guns/pistols, triangle shaped pancakes, hugging/any form of touching, dodgeball and the list of bullshit items to ban from schools for bullshit reason(s) is long.

Then there's also the schools that called the police because a little boy kissed a little girl and they wanted to charge with him sexual asault, a boy made a gun gesture with his hand, some kid poked another kid with a pointy pancake, bans a little girl for shaving her head, bans a girl with red hair, bans a group of teens who saved a woman and her dog from a burning building, bans teachers from using red ink because it's too mean, bans a boy's backpack because MLP, bans sunscreen because a kid might drink it, a girl has distracting hair, a little boy folded a piece of paper into a gun shape and was expelled, expels a little girl because she didn't look feminine enough, a little girl is raped TWICE and she is not only expelled but also forced to write a letter of apology...

Christ, I could go on, the list is pretty long. I see something new about some school doing something completely ridiculous nearly every day on Fark.com. I mean, pardon my language here, but what in the actual fuck is going on? Did somebody pour some tainted kool-aid in the water supply?

Suu

As a spouse of a redhead, I can fully attest to them being absolutely up to no good at all times.
Sovereign Episkopos-Princess Kaousuu; Esq., Battle Nun, Bene Gesserit.
Our Lady of Perpetual Confusion; 1st Church of Discordia

"Add a dab of lavender to milk, leave town with an orange, and pretend you're laughing at it."

Sehra Farron

Quote from: The Suu on August 17, 2014, 03:34:11 AM
As a spouse of a redhead, I can fully attest to them being absolutely up to no good at all times.

Do they have more or less fun than blondes?

Suu

So as I mentioned before, my cousin is expecting twins in January. Now, I know nothing of babies or what sizes of things I should buy, but since we do not know the gender yet, I was thinking of starting to buy packs of white onesies as I see them in various sizes, and drawing on them with fabric markers. She has rich Long Island doctor friends who are going to buy her fancy schmancy shit. I'm crocheting the blankets, but I can't be one-uped by the rich folk when it comes to utilitarianism.

Babies are full of gross and make messes, they will be in onesies and diapers more than pretty clothes. What better than onesies covered in obnoxious artwork by yours truly? "My cousin is a poor grad student so all I got was this fucking onesie." And such things.
Sovereign Episkopos-Princess Kaousuu; Esq., Battle Nun, Bene Gesserit.
Our Lady of Perpetual Confusion; 1st Church of Discordia

"Add a dab of lavender to milk, leave town with an orange, and pretend you're laughing at it."

Trivial

Quote from: The Suu on August 17, 2014, 03:45:29 AM
So as I mentioned before, my cousin is expecting twins in January. Now, I know nothing of babies or what sizes of things I should buy, but since we do not know the gender yet, I was thinking of starting to buy packs of white onesies as I see them in various sizes, and drawing on them with fabric markers. She has rich Long Island doctor friends who are going to buy her fancy schmancy shit. I'm crocheting the blankets, but I can't be one-uped by the rich folk when it comes to utilitarianism.

Babies are full of gross and make messes, they will be in onesies and diapers more than pretty clothes. What better than onesies covered in obnoxious artwork by yours truly? "My cousin is a poor grad student so all I got was this fucking onesie." And such things.

I knew someone who dyed a bunch of onesies to look like they'd already been puked on.
Sexy Octopus of the Next Noosphere Horde

There are more nipples in the world than people.

Suu

Quote from: Trivial on August 17, 2014, 04:00:50 AM
Quote from: The Suu on August 17, 2014, 03:45:29 AM
So as I mentioned before, my cousin is expecting twins in January. Now, I know nothing of babies or what sizes of things I should buy, but since we do not know the gender yet, I was thinking of starting to buy packs of white onesies as I see them in various sizes, and drawing on them with fabric markers. She has rich Long Island doctor friends who are going to buy her fancy schmancy shit. I'm crocheting the blankets, but I can't be one-uped by the rich folk when it comes to utilitarianism.

Babies are full of gross and make messes, they will be in onesies and diapers more than pretty clothes. What better than onesies covered in obnoxious artwork by yours truly? "My cousin is a poor grad student so all I got was this fucking onesie." And such things.

I knew someone who dyed a bunch of onesies to look like they'd already been puked on.

As much as that's my style, my cousin would murder me.
Sovereign Episkopos-Princess Kaousuu; Esq., Battle Nun, Bene Gesserit.
Our Lady of Perpetual Confusion; 1st Church of Discordia

"Add a dab of lavender to milk, leave town with an orange, and pretend you're laughing at it."

minuspace

Quote from: The Suu on August 17, 2014, 04:10:58 AM
Quote from: Trivial on August 17, 2014, 04:00:50 AM
Quote from: The Suu on August 17, 2014, 03:45:29 AM
So as I mentioned before, my cousin is expecting twins in January. Now, I know nothing of babies or what sizes of things I should buy, but since we do not know the gender yet, I was thinking of starting to buy packs of white onesies as I see them in various sizes, and drawing on them with fabric markers. She has rich Long Island doctor friends who are going to buy her fancy schmancy shit. I'm crocheting the blankets, but I can't be one-uped by the rich folk when it comes to utilitarianism.

Babies are full of gross and make messes, they will be in onesies and diapers more than pretty clothes. What better than onesies covered in obnoxious artwork by yours truly? "My cousin is a poor grad student so all I got was this fucking onesie." And such things.

I knew someone who dyed a bunch of onesies to look like they'd already been puked on.

As much as that's my style, my cousin would murder me.

Markers can get tedious, and acrylic goes on thin.  I'd git some stencils and oil-based (94) spray cans and have a blast :lulz:

Cain

Quote from: Sehra Farron on August 17, 2014, 02:06:23 AM
Found this place by complete accident (or was it?) and for some reason I find this place rather interesting.

So I shall lurk (though it probably defeats the purpose by being announced).

Too late. I've now added you on Facebook.

We are the harbinger of your perfection, Sehra Farron.

That which you know as PD.com is your salvation through destruction.

You fight against inevitability, thus struggling against cosmic winds.  Your greatest civilizations are doomed to fall, and your civilization will beg to serve us.  Know this as you struggle in vain - your time will come, and your people will fail.  Take what is useful, destroy the rest.  Progress cannot be halted.

Prepare yourself.

Sehra Farron

Quote from: Cain on August 17, 2014, 10:30:11 AM
Quote from: Sehra Farron on August 17, 2014, 02:06:23 AM
Found this place by complete accident (or was it?) and for some reason I find this place rather interesting.

So I shall lurk (though it probably defeats the purpose by being announced).

Too late. I've now added you on Facebook.

We are the harbinger of your perfection, Sehra Farron.

That which you know as PD.com is your salvation through destruction.

You fight against inevitability, thus struggling against cosmic winds.  Your greatest civilizations are doomed to fall, and your civilization will beg to serve us.  Know this as you struggle in vain - your time will come, and your people will fail.  Take what is useful, destroy the rest.  Progress cannot be halted.

Prepare yourself.

There's nothing really interesting on my Facebook but feel free. Also, all of my civilizations have already fallen, one after another, but that was mostly due to my shittastic skills at not being patient enough in SimCity/Civilization.  So, basically, you're saying I should build slower and more deliberate, knowing that most of my Sims will fail regardless but I can minimize the impact by not losing huge blocks at a time but smaller sections that can be rebuilt faster. Only build what I need, discard the excess/unnecessary, and I should progress at a steadier pace.

Good tips.