Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 03:16:06 PM
Maybe she'll do me a favor and let me know where else she hangs out online, so I can spread the love.
Check your PM box in a few minutes.
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Is there anything funnier than white people practicing voodoo?
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 03:41:11 PM
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Is there anything funnier than white people practicing voodoo?
Yes.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Byh5k-m2SqI
Yes, there is.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 03:48:31 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 03:41:11 PM
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Is there anything funnier than white people practicing voodoo?
Yes.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Byh5k-m2SqI
Yes, there is.
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
You forgot UB40.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zXt56MB-3vc
New open bar thread, due to size
Quote from: Cain on June 09, 2014, 03:52:56 PM
New open bar thread, due to size
Title win. :mittens:
:lulz:
:thanks:
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 03:41:11 PM
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Is there anything funnier than white people practicing voodoo?
Of course he's from AUSTIN, TEXAS.
I will never understand why some guys hit on chicks in the laundromat. Especially us chicks who are visibly folding a load of boxer shorts and uniforms. :?
I appreciate the conversation and the compliments, dude, I really do, and you seem like a nice bloke, but your game...it's off.
It's probably being in such close proximity to so many panties...
Quote from: Hoopla on June 09, 2014, 04:27:42 PM
It's probably being in such close proximity to so many panties...
Oh don't get me wrong, I've had my fair share of creepers, but this guy could do A LOT better. At first I thought he was just bored and looking for a conversation, but then it turned into basically him asking me out on a date, which I politely declined and he looked sad. I mean, I have rings on my finger, I'm washing a man's load of laundry, and still. I'm thinking the obliviousness may be the catalyst here. Poor dude.
...unless he's a creeper trying to act sweet. Then it's a different game, but I'm not getting that. We're taking nerdy things because he saw my Star Wars tattoos.
He probably went home and complained on the internet about how he never has any luck with women.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 04:51:41 PM
He probably went home and complained on the internet about how he never has any luck with women.
Damn those women for having men, or possibly women, already present in their romantic lives!
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 03:48:31 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 03:41:11 PM
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Is there anything funnier than white people practicing voodoo?
Yes.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Byh5k-m2SqI
Yes, there is.
It kind of lacks that "forced to practice their native religion in secret due to being held captive by white oppressors - secret native religion then co-opted by descendants of white oppressors" quality, though.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 05:18:03 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 03:48:31 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 03:41:11 PM
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Is there anything funnier than white people practicing voodoo?
Yes.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Byh5k-m2SqI
Yes, there is.
It kind of lacks that "forced to practice their native religion in secret due to being held captive by white oppressors - secret native religion then co-opted by descendants of white oppressors" quality, though.
"White guy appropriates West Indies method of expressing anguish."
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 05:19:36 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 05:18:03 PM
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Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 03:41:11 PM
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Is there anything funnier than white people practicing voodoo?
Yes.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Byh5k-m2SqI
Yes, there is.
It kind of lacks that "forced to practice their native religion in secret due to being held captive by white oppressors - secret native religion then co-opted by descendants of white oppressors" quality, though.
"White guy appropriates West Indies method of expressing anguish."
It reminds me of white Rastafarians. Talk about missing the punchline completely.
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 05:37:50 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 05:19:36 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 05:18:03 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 03:48:31 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 03:41:11 PM
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Is there anything funnier than white people practicing voodoo?
Yes.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Byh5k-m2SqI
Yes, there is.
It kind of lacks that "forced to practice their native religion in secret due to being held captive by white oppressors - secret native religion then co-opted by descendants of white oppressors" quality, though.
"White guy appropriates West Indies method of expressing anguish."
It reminds me of white Rastafarians. Talk about missing the punchline completely.
MY FELLOW WHITE PEOPLES:
Bob Marley wasn't talking to us. We're allowed to listen, but he wasn't speaking directly to us. So lose the dreads. Thank you.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 05:50:35 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 05:37:50 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 05:19:36 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 05:18:03 PM
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Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 03:41:11 PM
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Is there anything funnier than white people practicing voodoo?
Yes.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Byh5k-m2SqI
Yes, there is.
It kind of lacks that "forced to practice their native religion in secret due to being held captive by white oppressors - secret native religion then co-opted by descendants of white oppressors" quality, though.
"White guy appropriates West Indies method of expressing anguish."
It reminds me of white Rastafarians. Talk about missing the punchline completely.
MY FELLOW WHITE PEOPLES:
Bob Marley wasn't talking to us. We're allowed to listen, but he wasn't speaking directly to us. So lose the dreads. Thank you.
Brah my Grandmother was a Jamaican princess!
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 05:50:35 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 05:37:50 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 05:19:36 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 05:18:03 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 03:48:31 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 03:41:11 PM
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Is there anything funnier than white people practicing voodoo?
Yes.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Byh5k-m2SqI
Yes, there is.
It kind of lacks that "forced to practice their native religion in secret due to being held captive by white oppressors - secret native religion then co-opted by descendants of white oppressors" quality, though.
"White guy appropriates West Indies method of expressing anguish."
It reminds me of white Rastafarians. Talk about missing the punchline completely.
MY FELLOW WHITE PEOPLES:
Bob Marley wasn't talking to us. We're allowed to listen, but he wasn't speaking directly to us. So lose the dreads. Thank you.
Eh, i kinda like blonde dreads. As a fashion choice i'm fine with it. Those 'funny' hats with fake dreads attached piss me off though.
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 09, 2014, 05:54:06 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 05:50:35 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 05:37:50 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 05:19:36 PM
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Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 03:41:11 PM
hxxp://www.witchvox.com/va/dt_va.html?a=ustx&c=trads&id=6325
Is there anything funnier than white people practicing voodoo?
Yes.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Byh5k-m2SqI
Yes, there is.
It kind of lacks that "forced to practice their native religion in secret due to being held captive by white oppressors - secret native religion then co-opted by descendants of white oppressors" quality, though.
"White guy appropriates West Indies method of expressing anguish."
It reminds me of white Rastafarians. Talk about missing the punchline completely.
MY FELLOW WHITE PEOPLES:
Bob Marley wasn't talking to us. We're allowed to listen, but he wasn't speaking directly to us. So lose the dreads. Thank you.
Brah my Grandmother was a Jamaican princess!
You have Nortino music. And Rico Suave.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 06:03:52 PM
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Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 05:19:36 PM
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Is there anything funnier than white people practicing voodoo?
Yes.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Byh5k-m2SqI
Yes, there is.
It kind of lacks that "forced to practice their native religion in secret due to being held captive by white oppressors - secret native religion then co-opted by descendants of white oppressors" quality, though.
"White guy appropriates West Indies method of expressing anguish."
It reminds me of white Rastafarians. Talk about missing the punchline completely.
MY FELLOW WHITE PEOPLES:
Bob Marley wasn't talking to us. We're allowed to listen, but he wasn't speaking directly to us. So lose the dreads. Thank you.
Brah my Grandmother was a Jamaican princess!
You have Nortino music. And Rico Suave.
And tacos!
So apparently Wal-Mart doesn't like taking dollar coins. THE EPITOME OF CORPORATE AMERICA DOES NOT LIKE THE LEGAL TENDER.
I had to fucking reiterate, 20 goddamn times, that it is American currency, and they are required by law to accept them. This cashier flat out refused to take them until he got management's permission, because "he could lose his job, as there's no place in the register for them."
So, after management came over and gave him the good word that yes, he can take the gold dollars, she looked at me, like a goddamn kindergarten teacher, and said, "Just don't do it again."
What? Give you guys American money? Cool. I got a stack of Canadian looney and twoney coins at home I need to get rid of. I'll be back with those shortly.
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 07:31:45 PM
So, after management came over and gave him the good word that yes, he can take the gold dollars, she looked at me, like a goddamn kindergarten teacher, and said, "Just don't do it again."
Approved TGRR reponse:
"Fuck you."
To be fair, if I was in charge of Wal-Mart, I'd only accept oil, the sweat of child-labourers, diamonds and blood.
Oh, and maybe Swiss francs.
That's probably a surprisingly lucrative barter system. Blood and Oil are two the the most valuable liquids going. Add printer ink to the payment options and you could corner all kinds of markets. Well, 3 markets.
Thinking about that, they probably could manipulate various markets if so inclined. If/When Walmart and the like get into the "cash for gold" there's going to be various fuckery that'll beggar belief.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 07:34:53 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 07:31:45 PM
So, after management came over and gave him the good word that yes, he can take the gold dollars, she looked at me, like a goddamn kindergarten teacher, and said, "Just don't do it again."
Approved TGRR reponse:
"Fuck you."
Come to find out according to the US Treasury, they DON'T have to take them:
http://www.treasury.gov/resource-center/faqs/currency/pages/legal-tender.aspx
Still: Bullshit.
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 07:49:35 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 07:34:53 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 07:31:45 PM
So, after management came over and gave him the good word that yes, he can take the gold dollars, she looked at me, like a goddamn kindergarten teacher, and said, "Just don't do it again."
Approved TGRR reponse:
"Fuck you."
Come to find out according to the US Treasury, they DON'T have to take them:
http://www.treasury.gov/resource-center/faqs/currency/pages/legal-tender.aspx
Still: Bullshit.
Again, approved TGRR reponse:
"Fuck you."
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 07:53:57 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 07:49:35 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 07:34:53 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 07:31:45 PM
So, after management came over and gave him the good word that yes, he can take the gold dollars, she looked at me, like a goddamn kindergarten teacher, and said, "Just don't do it again."
Approved TGRR reponse:
"Fuck you."
Come to find out according to the US Treasury, they DON'T have to take them:
http://www.treasury.gov/resource-center/faqs/currency/pages/legal-tender.aspx
Still: Bullshit.
Again, approved TGRR reponse:
"Fuck you."
and this is why you are a great philosopher of the times.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 05:19:36 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 05:18:03 PM
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Is there anything funnier than white people practicing voodoo?
Yes.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Byh5k-m2SqI
Yes, there is.
It kind of lacks that "forced to practice their native religion in secret due to being held captive by white oppressors - secret native religion then co-opted by descendants of white oppressors" quality, though.
"White guy appropriates West Indies method of expressing anguish."
:horrormirth:
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 03:55:27 PM
Quote from: Cain on June 09, 2014, 03:52:56 PM
New open bar thread, due to size
Title win. :mittens:
Oh shit, I just noticed! :lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 09, 2014, 05:54:06 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 05:50:35 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 05:37:50 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 05:19:36 PM
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Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 03:41:11 PM
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Is there anything funnier than white people practicing voodoo?
Yes.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Byh5k-m2SqI
Yes, there is.
It kind of lacks that "forced to practice their native religion in secret due to being held captive by white oppressors - secret native religion then co-opted by descendants of white oppressors" quality, though.
"White guy appropriates West Indies method of expressing anguish."
It reminds me of white Rastafarians. Talk about missing the punchline completely.
MY FELLOW WHITE PEOPLES:
Bob Marley wasn't talking to us. We're allowed to listen, but he wasn't speaking directly to us. So lose the dreads. Thank you.
Brah my Grandmother was a Jamaican princess!
Oh my god. As a person who had a Carolina Cherokee grandmother, that phrase makes me cringe so hard. :lol:
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 07:49:35 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 07:34:53 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 07:31:45 PM
So, after management came over and gave him the good word that yes, he can take the gold dollars, she looked at me, like a goddamn kindergarten teacher, and said, "Just don't do it again."
Approved TGRR reponse:
"Fuck you."
Come to find out according to the US Treasury, they DON'T have to take them:
http://www.treasury.gov/resource-center/faqs/currency/pages/legal-tender.aspx
Still: Bullshit.
I think this calls for writing a carefully-worded letter to Wal*Mart Corporate detailing the interaction. Having worked for a corporation, I can say that this is the one thing that strikes terror into the hearts of managers. There will be a regional training on accepting currency within six months, and then you can take your revenge by going in and finding that same checker, and buying your Little Debbie Nutty Bars or whatever with dollar coins.
You know what you have to do. For America™.
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 07:58:22 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 07:53:57 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 07:49:35 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 07:34:53 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 07:31:45 PM
So, after management came over and gave him the good word that yes, he can take the gold dollars, she looked at me, like a goddamn kindergarten teacher, and said, "Just don't do it again."
Approved TGRR reponse:
"Fuck you."
Come to find out according to the US Treasury, they DON'T have to take them:
http://www.treasury.gov/resource-center/faqs/currency/pages/legal-tender.aspx
Still: Bullshit.
Again, approved TGRR reponse:
"Fuck you."
and this is why you are a great philosopher of the times.
Damn skippy. Most of life's little bumps in the road can be cured with a calm and timely "fuck you".
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 08:15:33 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 07:49:35 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 07:34:53 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 07:31:45 PM
So, after management came over and gave him the good word that yes, he can take the gold dollars, she looked at me, like a goddamn kindergarten teacher, and said, "Just don't do it again."
Approved TGRR reponse:
"Fuck you."
Come to find out according to the US Treasury, they DON'T have to take them:
http://www.treasury.gov/resource-center/faqs/currency/pages/legal-tender.aspx
Still: Bullshit.
I think this calls for writing a carefully-worded letter to Wal*Mart Corporate detailing the interaction. Having worked for a corporation, I can say that this is the one thing that strikes terror into the hearts of managers. There will be a regional training on accepting currency within six months, and then you can take your revenge by going in and finding that same checker, and buying your Little Debbie Nutty Bars or whatever with dollar coins.
You know what you have to do. For America™.
Just sitting through the training would be torture enough.
Busy day. Somehow, the bolts holding the burner block in the boiler broke, and the burner fell off.
Still lit.
No injuries, no serious damage, no idea how the bolts failed. Bigass investigation, loads of paperwork, and we'll focus all of our efforts on this anomaly to the exclusion of all else, until it fades from memory.
What's really funny is that this sort of shit happens in an OSHA-compliant plant. Imagine what shit must have been like back in the "gilded age".
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 08:19:05 PM
Busy day. Somehow, the bolts holding the burner block in the boiler broke, and the burner fell off.
Still lit.
No injuries, no serious damage, no idea how the bolts failed. Bigass investigation, loads of paperwork, and we'll focus all of our efforts on this anomaly to the exclusion of all else, until it fades from memory.
Whoa, clearly I have missed a post or two. :lol:
This morning in a burst of collaborative genius generated by the comment "What the hell kind of creep makes a fan page for themselves?", this was born: hxxps://www.facebook.com/TheGoodReverendRoger
I'm paying for an ad for it just for shits and giggles, and the best part is that so far 77 people have seen the ad. :lulz: This makes me laugh hysterically. No wait; that's not the best part. THE BEST PART, I MEAN OH MY GOD I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING, is that when you pay to promote a page the posts from that page are occasionally inserted into targeted people's newsfeed.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 08:27:32 PM
I'm paying for an ad for it just for shits and giggles, and the best part is that so far 77 people have seen the ad. :lulz: This makes me laugh hysterically. No wait; that's not the best part. THE BEST PART, I MEAN OH MY GOD I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING, is that when you pay to promote a page the posts from that page are occasionally inserted into targeted people's newsfeed.
HAHAHAHA!
I will have some deranged shit for you to quote by this evening.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 08:17:35 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 08:15:33 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 07:49:35 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 07:34:53 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 07:31:45 PM
So, after management came over and gave him the good word that yes, he can take the gold dollars, she looked at me, like a goddamn kindergarten teacher, and said, "Just don't do it again."
Approved TGRR reponse:
"Fuck you."
Come to find out according to the US Treasury, they DON'T have to take them:
http://www.treasury.gov/resource-center/faqs/currency/pages/legal-tender.aspx
Still: Bullshit.
I think this calls for writing a carefully-worded letter to Wal*Mart Corporate detailing the interaction. Having worked for a corporation, I can say that this is the one thing that strikes terror into the hearts of managers. There will be a regional training on accepting currency within six months, and then you can take your revenge by going in and finding that same checker, and buying your Little Debbie Nutty Bars or whatever with dollar coins.
You know what you have to do. For America™.
Just sitting through the training would be torture enough.
Why punish just one? Make EVERYONE suffer!
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 08:29:57 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 08:27:32 PM
I'm paying for an ad for it just for shits and giggles, and the best part is that so far 77 people have seen the ad. :lulz: This makes me laugh hysterically. No wait; that's not the best part. THE BEST PART, I MEAN OH MY GOD I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING, is that when you pay to promote a page the posts from that page are occasionally inserted into targeted people's newsfeed.
HAHAHAHA!
I will have some deranged shit for you to quote by this evening.
Glorious! I am really enjoying my position as Pope of Roger.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 08:29:59 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 08:17:35 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 08:15:33 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 07:49:35 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 07:34:53 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 07:31:45 PM
So, after management came over and gave him the good word that yes, he can take the gold dollars, she looked at me, like a goddamn kindergarten teacher, and said, "Just don't do it again."
Approved TGRR reponse:
"Fuck you."
Come to find out according to the US Treasury, they DON'T have to take them:
http://www.treasury.gov/resource-center/faqs/currency/pages/legal-tender.aspx
Still: Bullshit.
I think this calls for writing a carefully-worded letter to Wal*Mart Corporate detailing the interaction. Having worked for a corporation, I can say that this is the one thing that strikes terror into the hearts of managers. There will be a regional training on accepting currency within six months, and then you can take your revenge by going in and finding that same checker, and buying your Little Debbie Nutty Bars or whatever with dollar coins.
You know what you have to do. For America™.
Just sitting through the training would be torture enough.
Why punish just one? Make EVERYONE suffer!
AMERICA!
<angelic choir>
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 08:30:25 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 08:29:57 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 08:27:32 PM
I'm paying for an ad for it just for shits and giggles, and the best part is that so far 77 people have seen the ad. :lulz: This makes me laugh hysterically. No wait; that's not the best part. THE BEST PART, I MEAN OH MY GOD I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING, is that when you pay to promote a page the posts from that page are occasionally inserted into targeted people's newsfeed.
HAHAHAHA!
I will have some deranged shit for you to quote by this evening.
Glorious! I am really enjoying my position as Pope of Roger.
Quote from: TGRRWhy is it that when a baby is born with its feet where its hands belong, it's a "miracle baby", but if I get my dick stuck in a desk drawer, I'm some kind of asshole?
Common TGRR aphorisms:
IT'S NOT MY FAULT!
It could have happened to anyone, really.
Nobody go in the kitchen for like 10 years, okay?
I'M OKAY WITH THAT! (about something that is clearly not okay)
Underwear is an indication that you aren't really serious about having a good time.
A hornet in the shorts is worth AAAAAAFUCKFUCKFUCK
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 08:27:32 PM
I'm paying for an ad for it just for shits and giggles, and the best part is that so far 77 people have seen the ad. :lulz: This makes me laugh hysterically. No wait; that's not the best part. THE BEST PART, I MEAN OH MY GOD I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING, is that when you pay to promote a page the posts from that page are occasionally inserted into targeted people's newsfeed.
This is wonderful. What's the cost of an ad? I have a marketing budget to abuse and finally a reason to bother with facebook.
Just checked the mail.
It's official. I am no longer making Satisfactory Academic Progress towards my history major.
Bad news, tuition's all out of pocket until I transfer.
Good news, I can officially let the cat out of the bag that I'm going into the sciences, switch my major, and accept my associates in history.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 08:31:41 PM
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Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 08:29:57 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 08:27:32 PM
I'm paying for an ad for it just for shits and giggles, and the best part is that so far 77 people have seen the ad. :lulz: This makes me laugh hysterically. No wait; that's not the best part. THE BEST PART, I MEAN OH MY GOD I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING, is that when you pay to promote a page the posts from that page are occasionally inserted into targeted people's newsfeed.
HAHAHAHA!
I will have some deranged shit for you to quote by this evening.
Glorious! I am really enjoying my position as Pope of Roger.
Quote from: TGRRWhy is it that when a baby is born with its feet where its hands belong, it's a "miracle baby", but if I get my dick stuck in a desk drawer, I'm some kind of asshole?
:lulz: Oh yes.
Oh, Twidsister graduated from high school yesterday. All of the Twiddletons have graduated, and she graduated from the high school that I transferred out of for senior year, thus making her the last Twiddleton in probably a few centuries to get a diploma written entirely in Latin.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 08:36:10 PM
Common TGRR aphorisms:
IT'S NOT MY FAULT!
It could have happened to anyone, really.
Nobody go in the kitchen for like 10 years, okay?
I'M OKAY WITH THAT! (about something that is clearly not okay)
Underwear is an indication that you aren't really serious about having a good time.
A hornet in the shorts is worth AAAAAAFUCKFUCKFUCK
Forgot:
Sorry, I didn't catch that, I was staring at your tits. ---> Usually said to TGRRW to get out of trouble for the kitchen thing.
I already farted for you, what the hell do you WANT from me?
You People MAKE NO SENSE
SHUT UP
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 09, 2014, 08:37:36 PM
Just checked the mail.
It's official. I am no longer making Satisfactory Academic Progress towards my history major.
Bad news, tuition's all out of pocket until I transfer.
Good news, I can officially let the cat out of the bag that I'm going into the sciences, switch my major, and accept my associates in history.
Congratulations!
Bummer about the out-of-pocket, though. Does this mean you're going to transfer earlier and finish your science prereqs at the university?
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 08:59:43 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 08:36:10 PM
Common TGRR aphorisms:
IT'S NOT MY FAULT!
It could have happened to anyone, really.
Nobody go in the kitchen for like 10 years, okay?
I'M OKAY WITH THAT! (about something that is clearly not okay)
Underwear is an indication that you aren't really serious about having a good time.
A hornet in the shorts is worth AAAAAAFUCKFUCKFUCK
Forgot:
Sorry, I didn't catch that, I was staring at your tits. ---> Usually said to TGRRW to get out of trouble for the kitchen thing.
I already farted for you, what the hell do you WANT from me?
You People MAKE NO SENSE
SHUT UP
:lulz: These need their own thread. I'm gonna make one, so that I can just nab from there when the urge to update strikes me.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 09:02:59 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 08:59:43 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 08:36:10 PM
Common TGRR aphorisms:
IT'S NOT MY FAULT!
It could have happened to anyone, really.
Nobody go in the kitchen for like 10 years, okay?
I'M OKAY WITH THAT! (about something that is clearly not okay)
Underwear is an indication that you aren't really serious about having a good time.
A hornet in the shorts is worth AAAAAAFUCKFUCKFUCK
Forgot:
Sorry, I didn't catch that, I was staring at your tits. ---> Usually said to TGRRW to get out of trouble for the kitchen thing.
I already farted for you, what the hell do you WANT from me?
You People MAKE NO SENSE
SHUT UP
:lulz: These need their own thread. I'm gonna make one, so that I can just nab from there when the urge to update strikes me.
Woot! I'll go digging for older shit.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 09:01:29 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 09, 2014, 08:37:36 PM
Just checked the mail.
It's official. I am no longer making Satisfactory Academic Progress towards my history major.
Bad news, tuition's all out of pocket until I transfer.
Good news, I can officially let the cat out of the bag that I'm going into the sciences, switch my major, and accept my associates in history.
Congratulations!
Bummer about the out-of-pocket, though. Does this mean you're going to transfer earlier and finish your science prereqs at the university?
No- I'm going to probably need a year to get ready to transfer anyway, and if I'm going to pay out of pocket, it's better to do it at a 2 year. I also get tuition remission through work (about a grand per calendar year, if I recall), and I become eligible for financial aid again when I transfer. It sucks, but remaining at BHCC for a year has some benefits, and I'm already scheduled full time for fall anyway.
I'm also close enough to BHCC to walk there in 20 minutes, and I have no intention of moving until I do transfer, at which point, I'll revisit the idea. The original thought is that Villager and I would figure something out and live near UMass (she's not far from there right now), but she's also applying for historically relevant jobs as far north as Salem and as far south as Plymouth, at which point, one of us would be inconvenienced commute-wise if we lived together.
Oh, and on that front, she's not opposed to having kids, she just thinks that I won't be done being schooled in time for it to be biologically feasible.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 03:41:11 PM
hxxp://www.witchvox.com/va/dt_va.html?a=ustx&c=trads&id=6325
Is there anything funnier than white people practicing voodoo?
(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQungBjiFxSaxUXQ8im9jS8hd5Er2dXIaDN17tjDitf2xzsQtqZ)
White people in the costume of a people forced to practice their religion in secret by white oppressors only to have their religion appropriated by descendants of white oppressors practicing shallow imitation of religion of ANOTHER people forced to practice their religion in secret.
WOO. WHAT DO I WIN?
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 09, 2014, 09:10:40 PM
I'm also close enough to BHCC to walk there in 20 minutes, and I have no intention of moving until I do transfer, at which point, I'll revisit the idea. The original thought is that Villager and I would figure something out and live near UMass (she's not far from there right now), but she's also applying for historically relevant jobs as far north as Salem and as far south as Plymouth, at which point, one of us would be inconvenienced commute-wise if we lived together.
Oh, and on that front, she's not opposed to having kids, she just thinks that I won't be done being schooled in time for it to be biologically feasible.
Hmmm... not even done with your undergrad? I mean, a graduate stipend won't be a lot, but people do it.
Quote from: Pæs on June 09, 2014, 09:26:10 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 03:41:11 PM
hxxp://www.witchvox.com/va/dt_va.html?a=ustx&c=trads&id=6325
Is there anything funnier than white people practicing voodoo?
(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQungBjiFxSaxUXQ8im9jS8hd5Er2dXIaDN17tjDitf2xzsQtqZ)
White people in the costume of a people forced to practice their religion in secret by white oppressors only to have their religion appropriated by descendants of white oppressors practicing shallow imitation of religion of ANOTHER people forced to practice their religion in secret.
WOO. WHAT DO I WIN?
Holy shit! :lulz:
*Confused*
Geeze. And I even have my own drink this time.
Im suspicious. When the thread was titled "Bar"... it apparently meant freelancing attorney gathering. :p
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 08:10:49 PM
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 09, 2014, 05:54:06 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 05:50:35 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 09, 2014, 05:37:50 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 05:19:36 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 05:18:03 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 09, 2014, 03:48:31 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 03:41:11 PM
hxxp://www.witchvox.com/va/dt_va.html?a=ustx&c=trads&id=6325
Is there anything funnier than white people practicing voodoo?
Yes.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Byh5k-m2SqI
Yes, there is.
It kind of lacks that "forced to practice their native religion in secret due to being held captive by white oppressors - secret native religion then co-opted by descendants of white oppressors" quality, though.
"White guy appropriates West Indies method of expressing anguish."
It reminds me of white Rastafarians. Talk about missing the punchline completely.
MY FELLOW WHITE PEOPLES:
Bob Marley wasn't talking to us. We're allowed to listen, but he wasn't speaking directly to us. So lose the dreads. Thank you.
Brah my Grandmother was a Jamaican princess!
Oh my god. As a person who had a Carolina Cherokee grandmother, that phrase makes me cringe so hard. :lol:
THEY'RE ALWAYS PRINCESSES'S EVERY GOD DAMN TIME! Why is it so hard to admit that grandpa had some brown sugar, and never came back.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 08:24:47 PM
This morning in a burst of collaborative genius generated by the comment "What the hell kind of creep makes a fan page for themselves?", this was born: hxxps://www.facebook.com/TheGoodReverendRoger
I had this idea 3 days ago about making it, and dumping his rants on their, but then I figured he might not want his stuff on there.
BUT WE MUST SPREAD THE WORD OF ROGER!
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 09:40:40 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 09, 2014, 09:10:40 PM
I'm also close enough to BHCC to walk there in 20 minutes, and I have no intention of moving until I do transfer, at which point, I'll revisit the idea. The original thought is that Villager and I would figure something out and live near UMass (she's not far from there right now), but she's also applying for historically relevant jobs as far north as Salem and as far south as Plymouth, at which point, one of us would be inconvenienced commute-wise if we lived together.
Oh, and on that front, she's not opposed to having kids, she just thinks that I won't be done being schooled in time for it to be biologically feasible.
Hmmm... not even done with your undergrad? I mean, a graduate stipend won't be a lot, but people do it.
I think she's being overly cautious.
If all goes according to timetable, I will get my BS in May 2017, which puts it shortly before my 36th birthday and shortly after her 33rd.
Mom was... hmm... after some quick math, mom was 37 when Twidsister was born (22 when I was born).
I might mention that, since thus far, she's doing pretty good.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 09, 2014, 09:58:34 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 09:40:40 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 09, 2014, 09:10:40 PM
I'm also close enough to BHCC to walk there in 20 minutes, and I have no intention of moving until I do transfer, at which point, I'll revisit the idea. The original thought is that Villager and I would figure something out and live near UMass (she's not far from there right now), but she's also applying for historically relevant jobs as far north as Salem and as far south as Plymouth, at which point, one of us would be inconvenienced commute-wise if we lived together.
Oh, and on that front, she's not opposed to having kids, she just thinks that I won't be done being schooled in time for it to be biologically feasible.
Hmmm... not even done with your undergrad? I mean, a graduate stipend won't be a lot, but people do it.
I think she's being overly cautious.
If all goes according to timetable, I will get my BS in May 2017, which puts it shortly before my 36th birthday and shortly after her 33rd.
Mom was... hmm... after some quick math, mom was 37 when Twidsister was born (22 when I was born).
I might mention that, since thus far, she's doing pretty good.
I turn 33 in August, she just turned 30.
(http://occultbookstore.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/bertiaux-sm-desat.jpg)
This guy tho, this guy gets a free pass. (m. Bertiaux)
Although, to be fair, it's not voodoo, it's voodootronics :)
Quote from: LuciferX on June 09, 2014, 10:08:25 PM
(http://occultbookstore.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/bertiaux-sm-desat.jpg)
This guy tho, this guy gets a free pass. (m. Bertiaux)
Although, to be fair, it's not voodoo, it's voodootronics :)
No, this guy gets a free pass.
(http://cps-static.rovicorp.com/3/JPG_400/MI0003/360/MI0003360684.jpg?partner=allrovi.com)
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 09, 2014, 09:57:03 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 08:24:47 PM
This morning in a burst of collaborative genius generated by the comment "What the hell kind of creep makes a fan page for themselves?", this was born: hxxps://www.facebook.com/TheGoodReverendRoger
I had this idea 3 days ago about making it, and dumping his rants on their, but then I figured he might not want his stuff on there.
BUT WE MUST SPREAD THE WORD OF ROGER!
Exactly! HALLELUJAH!
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 09, 2014, 10:30:02 PM
Quote from: LuciferX on June 09, 2014, 10:08:25 PM
(http://occultbookstore.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/bertiaux-sm-desat.jpg)
This guy tho, this guy gets a free pass. (m. Bertiaux)
Although, to be fair, it's not voodoo, it's voodootronics :)
No, this guy gets a free pass.
(http://cps-static.rovicorp.com/3/JPG_400/MI0003/360/MI0003360684.jpg?partner=allrovi.com)
:lulz: :lulz: looks like talent for the new Dos Equis campaign
Quote from: LuciferX on June 09, 2014, 10:53:13 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 09, 2014, 10:30:02 PM
Quote from: LuciferX on June 09, 2014, 10:08:25 PM
(http://occultbookstore.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/bertiaux-sm-desat.jpg)
This guy tho, this guy gets a free pass. (m. Bertiaux)
Although, to be fair, it's not voodoo, it's voodootronics :)
No, this guy gets a free pass.
(http://cps-static.rovicorp.com/3/JPG_400/MI0003/360/MI0003360684.jpg?partner=allrovi.com)
:lulz: :lulz: looks like talent for the new Dos Equis campaign
You don't know Doctor John?
Here ya go, Ferx.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TO3c_-uMWfU
That sounds just perfect for right now
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 09, 2014, 11:05:07 PM
Here ya go, Ferx.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TO3c_-uMWfU
Thank you very much
(i'd been at a loss not to know about this :)
Doctor John is the inspiration for this guy:
(http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100622154217/muppet/images/b/b3/Pop-Rocky-DrTeethPoster(20percent).jpg)
Quote from: LuciferX on June 09, 2014, 11:10:38 PM
That sounds just perfect for right nowQuote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 09, 2014, 11:05:07 PM
Here ya go, Ferx.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TO3c_-uMWfU
Thank you very much
(i'd been at a loss not to know about this :)
Your welcome.
I heard about him through my step-father.
Then I heard he was coming to town. So I took him to see him live.
And we met LMNO and Mrs. LMNO whilst waiting in line.
Whoa - how cool is that!? :lulz:
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 09, 2014, 11:11:53 PM
Quote from: LuciferX on June 09, 2014, 11:10:38 PM
That sounds just perfect for right nowQuote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 09, 2014, 11:05:07 PM
Here ya go, Ferx.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TO3c_-uMWfU
Thank you very much
(i'd been at a loss not to know about this :)
Your welcome.
I heard about him through my step-father.
Then I heard he was coming to town. So I took him to see him live.
And we met LMNO and Mrs. LMNO whilst waiting in line.
So I need to refresh on the last year of chemistry before taking the ACS exam this evening, so I started watching Crash Course Chemistry. So like three hours in, it finally dawns on me that the ones I'm watching are not covering the shit I need to know. :lulz:
Quote from: LuciferX on June 09, 2014, 11:17:47 PM
Whoa - how cool is that!? :lulz:Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 09, 2014, 11:11:53 PM
Quote from: LuciferX on June 09, 2014, 11:10:38 PM
That sounds just perfect for right nowQuote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 09, 2014, 11:05:07 PM
Here ya go, Ferx.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TO3c_-uMWfU
Thank you very much
(i'd been at a loss not to know about this :)
Your welcome.
I heard about him through my step-father.
Then I heard he was coming to town. So I took him to see him live.
And we met LMNO and Mrs. LMNO whilst waiting in line.
Wicked cool. I'd met both of them previously, but I was able to briefly introduce them to mom's hubby (whom, to be honest, I like more than both of my parents, because he's that damn cool).
Here's how cool he is.
I was hungover as fuck, and I heard loud music downstairs, and I'm like, "the fuck, who's doing that? It's loud." So I wander downstairs, and there he is, blasting my own album and getting into it, and I'm like, "it hurts, but that's awesome, so I can't be mad."
I also got him into Cradle of Filth. He liked the drummer.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 09, 2014, 11:22:20 PM
Quote from: LuciferX on June 09, 2014, 11:17:47 PM
Whoa - how cool is that!? :lulz:Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 09, 2014, 11:11:53 PM
Quote from: LuciferX on June 09, 2014, 11:10:38 PM
That sounds just perfect for right nowQuote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 09, 2014, 11:05:07 PM
Here ya go, Ferx.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TO3c_-uMWfU
Thank you very much
(i'd been at a loss not to know about this :)
Your welcome.
I heard about him through my step-father.
Then I heard he was coming to town. So I took him to see him live.
And we met LMNO and Mrs. LMNO whilst waiting in line.
Wicked cool. I'd met both of them previously, but I was able to briefly introduce them to mom's hubby (whom, to be honest, I like more than both of my parents, because he's that damn cool).
Here's how cool he is.
I was hungover as fuck, and I heard loud music downstairs, and I'm like, "the fuck, who's doing that? It's loud." So I wander downstairs, and there he is, blasting my own album and getting into it, and I'm like, "it hurts, but that's awesome, so I can't be mad."
I also got him into Cradle of Filth. He liked the drummer.
Yea, that's so awesome, like a "level-up" of coolness. Looking forward to such re-introductions myself. Thanks for sharing that. (off to work toward that now)
Feeling guilty for tweeting "Does The Hound have Buddha nature? #GameOfKoans".
Let's hope Signora doesn't see it. I don't know if she's forgiven me for dropping puns about every animal we saw at the zoo on the weekend.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 09, 2014, 11:10:40 PM
Doctor John is the inspiration for this guy:
(http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100622154217/muppet/images/b/b3/Pop-Rocky-DrTeethPoster(20percent).jpg)
That's Dr. Teeth though, why does it say goldzahn?
No clue. You and I know who it is, so who gives a fuck who Google Images thinks it is? I typed in Dr. Teeth, that's what I got.
weird
Emote?
(http://i.kinja-img.com/gawker-media/image/upload/wo6luw46kyy1vskcpgac.gif)
Quote from: The Suu on June 10, 2014, 03:40:53 AM
Emote?
(http://i.kinja-img.com/gawker-media/image/upload/wo6luw46kyy1vskcpgac.gif)
Is maith liom.
(Irish for me gusta)
[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]
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 10, 2014, 03:08:16 PM
[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]
1. Everyone else's job looks easy til you try it. :lulz: and
2. It sounds like the performance art version of improv jazz. Horrible, horrible.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 10, 2014, 03:17:09 PM
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 10, 2014, 03:08:16 PM
[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]
1. Everyone else's job looks easy til you try it. :lulz: and
2. It sounds like the performance art version of improv jazz. Horrible, horrible.
HAH! There WAS an improv jazz quartet playing before the performance. Should have been a clue....
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 10, 2014, 03:22:44 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 10, 2014, 03:17:09 PM
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 10, 2014, 03:08:16 PM
[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]
1. Everyone else's job looks easy til you try it. :lulz: and
2. It sounds like the performance art version of improv jazz. Horrible, horrible.
HAH! There WAS an improv jazz quartet playing before the performance. Should have been a clue....
That right there was all the justification you needed to go Full Chainsaw Billy.
I know everyone hates "last night I dreamt" posts, but there was a newborn infant with a kitten head for a butt and a row of half-inch long venomous fangs. And they weren't even put in like teeth. They were in a perfectly straight row, like a field rake.
"This is your brain on TGRR."
In other news, I was just told that nobody needs to know what John Adams looked like, or who's on our money, because it's not important.
Lol. America.
Quote from: Q. G. Pennyworth on June 10, 2014, 03:30:31 PM
I know everyone hates "last night I dreamt" posts, but there was a newborn infant with a kitten head for a butt and a row of half-inch long venomous fangs. And they weren't even put in like teeth. They were in a perfectly straight row, like a field rake.
I love that kinda dream.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 10, 2014, 03:58:51 PM
Quote from: Q. G. Pennyworth on June 10, 2014, 03:30:31 PM
I know everyone hates "last night I dreamt" posts, but there was a newborn infant with a kitten head for a butt and a row of half-inch long venomous fangs. And they weren't even put in like teeth. They were in a perfectly straight row, like a field rake.
I love that kinda dream.
Dreams like that are what make sleep worth it. When you can wake up and legitimately say, "What the fuck?!" Then you know your REM is in the right place.
Jesus fuck, another school shooting this morning in Oregon.
6 0 days without a school shooting
Edited to death. Still not as funny as in my head but i've spent far too long trying to get this to work to drop it now.
Quote from: The Suu on June 10, 2014, 04:07:46 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 10, 2014, 03:58:51 PM
Quote from: Q. G. Pennyworth on June 10, 2014, 03:30:31 PM
I know everyone hates "last night I dreamt" posts, but there was a newborn infant with a kitten head for a butt and a row of half-inch long venomous fangs. And they weren't even put in like teeth. They were in a perfectly straight row, like a field rake.
I love that kinda dream.
Dreams like that are what make sleep worth it. When you can wake up and legitimately say, "What the fuck?!" Then you know your REM is in the right place.
When you rocket out of bed trailing bedsheets, and smash full on into the wall, you know your deep sleep cycle is doing its job.
Regular dreams happen in REM sleep. The FUN FUCKING PART OF THE GAME happens in deep sleep. Your brain thinks you're suffocating.
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I know everyone hates "last night I dreamt" posts, but there was a newborn infant with a kitten head for a butt and a row of half-inch long venomous fangs. And they weren't even put in like teeth. They were in a perfectly straight row, like a field rake.
I love that kinda dream.
Dreams like that are what make sleep worth it. When you can wake up and legitimately say, "What the fuck?!" Then you know your REM is in the right place.
When you rocket out of bed trailing bedsheets, and smash full on into the wall, you know your deep sleep cycle is doing its job.
Regular dreams happen in REM sleep. The FUN FUCKING PART OF THE GAME happens in deep sleep. Your brain thinks you're suffocating.
People hate those kind of posts? Shitfuckdamn. Those are some of my favorites. Cuddly little infant! Daw!
Quote from: The Suu on June 10, 2014, 04:11:41 PM
Jesus fuck, another school shooting this morning in Oregon.
Troutdale. Such a pretty place. Shitty.
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 10, 2014, 04:46:32 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 10, 2014, 04:11:41 PM
Jesus fuck, another school shooting this morning in Oregon.
Troutdale. Such a pretty place. Shitty.
When you squash people down, they squirt out the sides, crazy as hell.
We observed this in mice in the 1950s; we're observing it in people now.
Bleh. Working overtime tonight. This is my 4th night of overtime in 10 days.
Thank God I've got an interview on Thursday. Factory work sucks, but it's better than being tired all the fucking time. Especially with viciously incompetent morons.
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
Quote from: Cain on June 10, 2014, 05:34:42 PM
Bleh. Working overtime tonight. This is my 4th night of overtime in 10 days.
Thank God I've got an interview on Thursday. Factory work sucks, but it's better than being tired all the fucking time. Especially with viciously incompetent morons.
Is that for the research gig? Either way, good luck.
Quote from: LuciferX on June 10, 2014, 05:45:12 PM
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.
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 10, 2014, 05:46:39 PM
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.
Ah, Joy. New client. More cash than sense and no clue about the industry.
We're going to get along splendidly.
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.
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 10, 2014, 06:08:22 PM
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.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 10, 2014, 06:10:05 PM
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.
Quote from: Cain on June 10, 2014, 06:06:40 PM
Quote from: LuciferX on June 10, 2014, 05:45:12 PM
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.
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 10, 2014, 05:46:39 PM
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.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 10, 2014, 06:11:04 PM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 10, 2014, 06:10:05 PM
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.
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.
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 10, 2014, 06:13:46 PM
Quote from: Cain on June 10, 2014, 06:06:40 PM
Quote from: LuciferX on June 10, 2014, 05:45:12 PM
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.
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 10, 2014, 05:46:39 PM
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.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 10, 2014, 06:20:28 PM
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.
ANYTHING'S ALWAYS NOT ENOUGH
NOTHING NEVER NEEDS MOAR
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.
Quote from: Sita on June 10, 2014, 06:56:58 PM
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.
LMNO - Please insert appropriate Monty Python reference here.
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 10, 2014, 07:21:56 PM
LMNO - Please insert appropriate Monty Python reference here.
Sigh.
Quote from: The Suu on June 10, 2014, 07:11:11 PM
Quote from: Sita on June 10, 2014, 06:56:58 PM
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.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 10, 2014, 07:23:56 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 10, 2014, 07:21:56 PM
LMNO - Please insert appropriate Monty Python reference here.
Sigh.
Quote from: The Suu on June 10, 2014, 07:11:11 PM
Quote from: Sita on June 10, 2014, 06:56:58 PM
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.
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 10, 2014, 03:08:16 PM
[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.
Quote from: The Suu on June 10, 2014, 04:11:41 PM
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.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 10, 2014, 08:22:56 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 10, 2014, 04:11:41 PM
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.
You're not being shocked and afraid enough.
Children are the new terrorists.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 10, 2014, 06:10:05 PM
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.
Crap.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 10, 2014, 07:57:05 PM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 10, 2014, 07:23:56 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 10, 2014, 07:21:56 PM
LMNO - Please insert appropriate Monty Python reference here.
Sigh.
Quote from: The Suu on June 10, 2014, 07:11:11 PM
Quote from: Sita on June 10, 2014, 06:56:58 PM
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.
I was an orphan raised by a single alcoholic mother who was dead, and had to walk to school with no shoes because I was so poor. It was not so bad not having shoes because it was an island and the school was on another island, so I had to swim across the channel, soaking my homework, which would earn me a whipping once I got to school. The good news is that it was the Pacific Ocean, so I never got a whipping because I drowned every time and sharks ate my bones.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 10, 2014, 08:23:37 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 10, 2014, 08:22:56 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 10, 2014, 04:11:41 PM
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.
You're not being shocked and afraid enough.
Children are the new terrorists.
:horrormirth:
This is dorktastic; a preview of the building I will be receiving most of the remainder of my education in.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lj-SfINegfk
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 10, 2014, 08:29:36 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 10, 2014, 08:23:37 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 10, 2014, 08:22:56 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 10, 2014, 04:11:41 PM
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.
You're not being shocked and afraid enough.
Children are the new terrorists.
:horrormirth:
WELL HOW ELSE ARE WE GOING TO JUSTIFY FILLING THESE EXPENSIVE PRISONS WITH TEN YEAR OLDS?
Pre-settlement inspection on the house we've bought today. Then on Friday we get the keys.
Quote from: Pæs on June 10, 2014, 09:46:34 PM
Pre-settlement inspection on the house we've bought today. Then on Friday we get the keys.
Congratulations. You kids have a great time with your new place.
Quote from: Pæs on June 10, 2014, 09:46:34 PM
Pre-settlement inspection on the house we've bought today. Then on Friday we get the keys.
Congratulations, Paes!
It's that wonderful time of year when financial aid glitches start raising their ugly little heads. :lulz:
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 10, 2014, 09:56:52 PM
It's that wonderful time of year when financial aid glitches start raising their ugly little heads. :lulz:
Back at UMass I used to call that "move-in day," or if I was feeling peckish, "annual we-cancelled-your-housing-and-unenrolled-you-from-all-of-your-classes day."
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 09, 2014, 11:19:36 PM
So I need to refresh on the last year of chemistry before taking the ACS exam this evening, so I started watching Crash Course Chemistry. So like three hours in, it finally dawns on me that the ones I'm watching are not covering the shit I need to know. :lulz:
:) haha...
This is something I've done. Frustrating, isn't it?
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 10, 2014, 09:48:50 PM
Quote from: Pæs on June 10, 2014, 09:46:34 PM
Pre-settlement inspection on the house we've bought today. Then on Friday we get the keys.
Congratulations. You kids have a great time with your new place.
AIN'T NO LANDLADY GONNA TELL ME OFF IF I WANNA PUT HOLES IN MY DAMN WALLS.
:banana:
It's really starting to seem like George RR Martin is god. Or, god is George RR Martin.
Or, god is just a fucking asshole.
Or, all of the above.
Or, kill me.
Quote from: Hoopla on June 10, 2014, 10:25:47 PM
It's really starting to seem like George RR Martin is god. Or, god is George RR Martin.
Or, god is just a fucking asshole.
Or, all of the above.
Or, kill me.
Oh, yeah. Definitely God. You gotta wait 2000 years between fucking books. :rogpipe:
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 10, 2014, 10:27:18 PM
Quote from: Hoopla on June 10, 2014, 10:25:47 PM
It's really starting to seem like George RR Martin is god. Or, god is George RR Martin.
Or, god is just a fucking asshole.
Or, all of the above.
Or, kill me.
Oh, yeah. Definitely God. You gotta wait 2000 years between fucking books. :rogpipe:
I sure hope god doesn't croak before it's all over... that entropy ain't gonna entrop itself.
Give up on the books. Seriously, before you hit the 4th.
Wait for the TV show. You'll live longer.
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 10, 2014, 10:33:53 PM
Give up on the books. Seriously, before you hit the 4th.
Wait for the TV show. You'll live longer.
I was actually talking about god though.... just comparing her to Georgie boy.
After hearing about today's new shootings, god is just starting to seem a lot like this:
(http://i1279.photobucket.com/albums/y522/Rex_Bologna/tumblr_n6rdmzfUqr1rymdspo1_500_zpsab7b593d.jpg)
Oh.
Sorry, was watching the latest episode.
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 10, 2014, 10:43:03 PM
Oh.
Sorry, was watching the latest episode.
I could've done without an entire episode at the wall.
Plot advancement and bullshit removal. Done in 7 seasons.
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 10, 2014, 10:55:36 PM
Plot advancement and bullshit removal. Done in 7 seasons.
There may not have been as much plot advancement as you thought.
I kept holding hope that a certain someone would show up,
since it was promised at the end of last season, but nope.
Who are you waiting for?
Hey hey hey, sorry.
It's become clear to me in the last ten minutes that I am in a pretty strange cranky mood. I should likely not be trying to communicate with others. Please ignore me, and I apologize to Junkenstein if I came across like a twat.
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 10, 2014, 11:02:51 PM
Who are you waiting for?
I don't wanna say here, in case it spoils it for anyone.
Would he be Strong?
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Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 10, 2014, 09:56:52 PM
It's that wonderful time of year when financial aid glitches start raising their ugly little heads. :lulz:
Back at UMass I used to call that "move-in day," or if I was feeling peckish, "annual we-cancelled-your-housing-and-unenrolled-you-from-all-of-your-classes day."
:lulz: Yeah, I am not entirely clear on what's going on other than that apparently someone somewhere thinks I'm only going half-time.
No offence on my end at all.
Or Squid? I seem to recall something about the same director being listed for the last episode which apparently means more battle scenes.
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 10, 2014, 11:13:33 PM
No offence on my end at all.
Or Squid? I seem to recall something about the same director being listed for the last episode which apparently means more battle scenes.
The person I had in mind is cranky. Possibly crankier than me.
Quote from: Hoopla on June 10, 2014, 11:15:13 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 10, 2014, 11:13:33 PM
No offence on my end at all.
Or Squid? I seem to recall something about the same director being listed for the last episode which apparently means more battle scenes.
The person I had in mind is cranky. Possibly crankier than me.
:lulz:
Unrelated to everything, my last final was this morning (not next Monday as I'd thought) and I just submitted my last piece of homework.
I AM FREEEEE!!! SUMMER BREAK WOOOOOOOOO!!!
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 10, 2014, 11:20:54 PM
Unrelated to everything, my last final was this morning (not next Monday as I'd thought) and I just submitted my last piece of homework.
I AM FREEEEE!!! SUMMER BREAK WOOOOOOOOO!!!
Congrats Nigel!
FRESH! Congrats!
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 10, 2014, 11:20:54 PM
Unrelated to everything, my last final was this morning (not next Monday as I'd thought) and I just submitted my last piece of homework.
I AM FREEEEE!!! SUMMER BREAK WOOOOOOOOO!!!
Party time, motherfuckers!
Gonna grab a 6-pack of cider and head across town to watch the X-men movie.
Already got an email from my Sensation and Perception professor warning me it's a hard class. :lulz: Whatever dog, I don't have to think about it for two more weeks.
Jurassic Park will never get old. 21 years old and still holding it's weight as far as films go.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 10, 2014, 07:57:05 PM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 10, 2014, 07:23:56 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 10, 2014, 07:21:56 PM
LMNO - Please insert appropriate Monty Python reference here.
Sigh.
Quote from: The Suu on June 10, 2014, 07:11:11 PM
Quote from: Sita on June 10, 2014, 06:56:58 PM
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.
I was born, and still living in Texas.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 10, 2014, 09:56:52 PM
It's that wonderful time of year when financial aid glitches start raising their ugly little heads. :lulz:
Hahhahaha My wife was yelling all last week about that.
Quote from: Pæs on June 10, 2014, 09:46:34 PM
Pre-settlement inspection on the house we've bought today. Then on Friday we get the keys.
Yay, Paes! Congrats. :) Remember : Avoid holes in the load-bearing walls, all the others are free game.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 10, 2014, 11:20:54 PM
Unrelated to everything, my last final was this morning (not next Monday as I'd thought) and I just submitted my last piece of homework.
I AM FREEEEE!!! SUMMER BREAK WOOOOOOOOO!!!
Yay!! Enjoy your respite. You have most definitely earned it. :)
Congrats, btw, Paes!
Quote from: The Suu on June 11, 2014, 01:38:37 AM
Jurassic Park will never get old. 21 years old and still holding it's weight as far as films go.
I found that's true of Raiders of the Lost Ark too, a little while ago. I hadn't seen it in a long time (after watching it probably 100 times as a child, which taught me valuable life lessons like "Nazis are for melting") and insisted that my friend see it. As I inserted the miraculously-preserved VHS tape, I briefly worried that it might not hold up to my nostalgia. Then the first scene happened and my worries were obliterated.
Also, Hoopla, I am reminded of one of the newsfeed items:
"You're miserable, edgy, and tired. You're in the perfect mood for PD.com"
(but seriously I hope you feel better soon)
Doctor's appointment tomorrow afternoon for my first physical since college mark I when I could afford such luxuries. I'm wondering what I may or may not have contracted in that time frame. Because the odds of me being in perfect health outside of my asthma and allergies that I've had since I was 3 seem slim.
I wonder if I have the diabeetus yet. I should also get my eyes checked, since it's all on the DoD's dime now, and therefore, taxpayer's dime. Which is kind of hysterical when you think about it. People bitch and moan about the concept of single payer healthcare, meanwhile every service member and their families are covered to the brim by Tricare, because support them troops and all that. THANKS OBAMA.
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 11, 2014, 01:45:12 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 10, 2014, 07:57:05 PM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 10, 2014, 07:23:56 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 10, 2014, 07:21:56 PM
LMNO - Please insert appropriate Monty Python reference here.
Sigh.
Quote from: The Suu on June 10, 2014, 07:11:11 PM
Quote from: Sita on June 10, 2014, 06:56:58 PM
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.
I was born, and still living in Texas.
:horrormirth: You win.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 11, 2014, 01:56:24 AM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 10, 2014, 11:20:54 PM
Unrelated to everything, my last final was this morning (not next Monday as I'd thought) and I just submitted my last piece of homework.
I AM FREEEEE!!! SUMMER BREAK WOOOOOOOOO!!!
Yay!! Enjoy your respite. You have most definitely earned it. :)
IIiiiii
sat in the sun and drank cider, ate a hamburger, and watched X-men while drinking ruby. And stayed up WAY past my bedtime.
It was pretty awesome.
Meanwhile, I can't WAIT to go back to school. These 7 months off so far have been driving me crazy. :sad:
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Unrelated to everything, my last final was this morning (not next Monday as I'd thought) and I just submitted my last piece of homework.
I AM FREEEEE!!! SUMMER BREAK WOOOOOOOOO!!!
Yay!! Enjoy your respite. You have most definitely earned it. :)
IIiiiii
sat in the sun and drank cider, ate a hamburger, and watched X-men while drinking ruby. And stayed up WAY past my bedtime.
It was pretty awesome.
:banana:
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Quote from: Junkenstein on June 10, 2014, 10:55:36 PM
Plot advancement and bullshit removal. Done in 7 seasons.
There may not have been as much plot advancement as you thought.
I kept holding hope that a certain someone would show up, since it was promised at the end of last season, but nope.
Hodor is not going to become King Beyond the Wall this season. Sorry.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 10, 2014, 11:07:13 PM
Would he be Strong?
No. He has rather a chilly touch, if I'm thinking along the right lines.
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Quote from: LuciferX on June 10, 2014, 05:45:12 PM
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.
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 10, 2014, 05:46:39 PM
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.
Hah, no, but I'm sure I could find some willing lads in Naples to set me up with a similar scheme.
Hopefully, retirement from the care industry will come tomorrow. Well, I have an interview at least.
I've been following the latest Twitter storm and I have to say, it is hilariously depressing.
Basically, it all started with a tweet. Some not especially well known academic mentioned on Twitter that she had recieved rape threats from "brosocialists", or something along those lines.
Jacobin, trendy lefty magazine, linked to the comments and the author of the piece said "And I just don't think the diminutive label of 'bro' should be used to describe more insidious sexism, let alone violent aggression like rape threats."
Then the internet exploded. Jacobin editors caught and removed that particular link about 20 minutes after the article went up, but nevertheless the academic in question claimed, in very strong language, that Jacobin were mocking her for getting rape threats.
This somehow mutated into Jacobin editors sending her rape threats because internet.
Now the internet is divided into three camps: those defending Jacobin (despite the unwise linking), those defending the academic (despite showing a very poor level of reading comprehension not only in regards to the article, but subsequent comments about her outburst), and those of us rolling our eyes at the Perpetual Outrage Machine that is social media, and wondering if we could harness the power of outrage to solve the looming energy crisis.
Ah, internet. Stay classy.
Quote from: Cain on June 11, 2014, 04:29:07 PM
I've been following the latest Twitter storm and I have to say, it is hilariously depressing.
Basically, it all started with a tweet. Some not especially well known academic mentioned on Twitter that she had recieved rape threats from "brosocialists", or something along those lines.
Jacobin, trendy lefty magazine, linked to the comments and the author of the piece said "And I just don't think the diminutive label of 'bro' should be used to describe more insidious sexism, let alone violent aggression like rape threats."
Then the internet exploded. Jacobin editors caught and removed that particular link about 20 minutes after the article went up, but nevertheless the academic in question claimed, in very strong language, that Jacobin were mocking her for getting rape threats.
This somehow mutated into Jacobin editors sending her rape threats because internet.
Now the internet is divided into three camps: those defending Jacobin (despite the unwise linking), those defending the academic (despite showing a very poor level of reading comprehension not only in regards to the article, but subsequent comments about her outburst), and those of us rolling our eyes at the Perpetual Outrage Machine that is social media, and wondering if we could harness the power of outrage to solve the looming energy crisis.
Ah, internet. Stay classy.
:raises hand:
Uh... what the hell is a brosocialist?
Twid,
Doesn't even know what words are supposed to mean anymore.
A continuation of the hideous and recent internet tradition of putting "bro" in front of everything, because of reasons. In this particular case, it refers to socialist men who have problems with misogyny (in that they perpetuate it).
Quote from: Cain on June 11, 2014, 05:01:16 PM
A continuation of the hideous and recent internet tradition of putting "bro" in front of everything, because of reasons. In this particular case, it refers to socialist men who have problems with misogyny (in that they perpetuate it).
What does being a misogynist have to do with being a socialist? A misogynist is still a misogynist whether socialist or capitalist. Anyway brocialist sounds better than brosocialist. This is more just thinking outloud rather than asking a legitimate question.
I've seen both used. And it has nothing to do with it, really. It's just a horrible internet trend of the moment, along with the equally hideous "dudebro".
Quote from: Cain on June 11, 2014, 05:14:41 PM
I've seen both used. And it has nothing to do with it, really. It's just a horrible internet trend of the moment, along with the equally hideous "dudebro".
On the other hand, picturing a fratboy or a jock going, "the proletarians have nothing to lose but their chains, bro" is actually a funny image.
Ok. That was funny.
We have switched bundle providers. So far the savings will be (after the first month or two of paying the various fees for transfer and such) about 40 dollars.
And it will be even more of a savings if we (read: husband) decide it really won't hurt to go down a package with the tv.
Oh and faster internet is nice. My computer almost feels new with as fast as things are loading now.
Quote from: Sita on June 11, 2014, 07:45:34 PM
We have switched bundle providers. So far the savings will be (after the first month or two of paying the various fees for transfer and such) about 40 dollars.
And it will be even more of a savings if we (read: husband) decide it really won't hurt to go down a package with the tv.
Oh and faster internet is nice. My computer almost feels new with as fast as things are loading now.
Do yourself a favour, spend 70 bucks on a rooted android teevee box with XBMC - all the media you can eat free. Ditch the tv package. Thank me later!
Doctor is a nice guy, corpsman that registered me was hysterically funny. I also like this idea of handing me a box full of 6 months of birth control pills and 3 asthma inhalers free.
THANKS OBAMA!
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Quote from: Sita on June 11, 2014, 07:45:34 PM
We have switched bundle providers. So far the savings will be (after the first month or two of paying the various fees for transfer and such) about 40 dollars.
And it will be even more of a savings if we (read: husband) decide it really won't hurt to go down a package with the tv.
Oh and faster internet is nice. My computer almost feels new with as fast as things are loading now.
Do yourself a favour, spend 70 bucks on a rooted android teevee box with XBMC - all the media you can eat free. Ditch the tv package. Thank me later!
Really, life without "real" t.v. is better.
Quote from: Cain on June 11, 2014, 04:01:54 PM
Quote from: LuciferX on June 10, 2014, 06:36:18 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 10, 2014, 06:13:46 PM
Quote from: Cain on June 10, 2014, 06:06:40 PM
Quote from: LuciferX on June 10, 2014, 05:45:12 PM
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.
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 10, 2014, 05:46:39 PM
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.
Hah, no, but I'm sure I could find some willing lads in Naples to set me up with a similar scheme.
Hopefully, retirement from the care industry will come tomorrow. Well, I have an interview at least.
Totally, although the outrage is shared by most nationalities and strata, unfortunately.
I accept your moving on because I know that you are going to do even greater good. :)
In bocca' lupo!
Soooo *sleepy*
But... I have found something "funnier than white people practicing voodoo" that WHO do...
Eh. TGRR may not be won ever by it, however, once he reads the phrase, "the monkeys are writing Shakespeare..."
:) http://www.panspermia.org/noncoding.htm (http://www.panspermia.org/noncoding.htm)
Quote from: Inge on June 12, 2014, 12:18:09 AM
Soooo *sleepy*
But... I have found something "funnier than white people practicing voodoo" that WHO do...
Eh. TGRR may not be won ever by it, however, once he reads the phrase, "the monkeys are writing Shakespeare..."
:) http://www.panspermia.org/noncoding.htm (http://www.panspermia.org/noncoding.htm)
It may not be funnier than white people practicing voodoo, but it's definitely stupider. :lol:
Today, being freed from the shackles of homework, I went down to the business office to pay off my tuition bill from last term, and talked to financial aid to find out why my summer aid is hopelessly tiny. Turns out it's because they start the aid year with Fall term, while my previous school starts it with Summer term, which means that I will be working on a bare minimum of loans two terms in a row since both schools consider me to have maxed out my aid because I take summer classes. It won't cover tuition. Yay. The good news is that my scholarship kicks in this Fall, so I just have to make it through summer without starving.
But after that, I went and had lunch with my best friend and her baby, and now I'm sitting around getting slowly tipsy on wine and tangerine juice spritzers.
The other good news is that I'm taking two neuroscience classes next term, woot! And human development.
The bad news is that I get really antsy when I have nothing to do.
Unrelated, but is it just me, or does it look like there's a guy in blue pants standing behind me in my avatar? It's kind of creeping me out.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 12, 2014, 05:46:57 AM
Unrelated, but is it just me, or does it look like there's a guy in blue pants standing behind me in my avatar? It's kind of creeping me out.
You mean there wasn't someone standing behind you? I thought there was, all this time.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 12, 2014, 05:46:57 AM
Unrelated, but is it just me, or does it look like there's a guy in blue pants standing behind me in my avatar? It's kind of creeping me out.
There's
something in blue pants standing behind you in your avatar.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 12, 2014, 02:22:59 AM
Quote from: Inge on June 12, 2014, 12:18:09 AM
Soooo *sleepy*
But... I have found something "funnier than white people practicing voodoo" that WHO do...
Eh. TGRR may not be won ever by it, however, once he reads the phrase, "the monkeys are writing Shakespeare..."
:) http://www.panspermia.org/noncoding.htm (http://www.panspermia.org/noncoding.htm)
It may not be funnier than white people practicing voodoo, but it's definitely stupider. :lol:
Oh my, that is special.
I have officially formed my opinion of the company that bought us.
I can't even facepalm. They are idiots. I had to explain to the payroll manager that an employee (ME) who works in one state and lives in another needs to be taxed in the state in which they work FIRST. If their home state has a higher tax, then they get a small amount, the difference between the work-in state rate and the live-in state rate. If you've never been in a situation where you've worked across state lines, you wouldn't know that. If you agree the head of payroll for a multi-state organization, this should be fucking reflex.
The individual in charge of direct deposits has no idea what a prenote is. Apparently, they take the employee's handwritten account number and just wedge the next paycheck right in there.
They give you a week of vacation time... and require you use vacation time in one week increments.
I was offered a position in one of the shops, if I want it. I ink I'd rather take my chances.
Quote from: Luna on June 12, 2014, 01:56:14 PM
I have officially formed my opinion of the company that bought us.
I can't even facepalm. They are idiots. I had to explain to the payroll manager that an employee (ME) who works in one state and lives in another needs to be taxed in the state in which they work FIRST. If their home state has a higher tax, then they get a small amount, the difference between the work-in state rate and the live-in state rate. If you've never been in a situation where you've worked across state lines, you wouldn't know that. If you agree the head of payroll for a multi-state organization, this should be fucking reflex.
The individual in charge of direct deposits has no idea what a prenote is. Apparently, they take the employee's handwritten account number and just wedge the next paycheck right in there.
They give you a week of vacation time... and require you use vacation time in one week increments.
I was offered a position in one of the shops, if I want it. I ink I'd rather take my chances.
:um:
Decided I've had enough of shitty, low paid part-time jobs.
Going to hit up all the research jobs I can find today, see what happens.
Heh. I could get paid £20 an hour investigating benefit fraud.
Not only is this vastly more than people on benefits actually get, I am almost tempted to apply, simply to then declare after I get the job that I have investigated my own CV and found I lied about my experience, and then demand payment for shopping myself in.
Oh, and the Tories are hiring as well, but there is some shit I will not do, no matter the pay.
Some wit has taken the email "Jacobinghazi" and set up this image gallery, in response to the twitter storm/rape/bro debacle I mentioned before
http://imgur.com/a/nUX1A
Quote from: Cain on June 12, 2014, 02:59:51 PM
Not only is this vastly more than people on benefits actually get, I am almost tempted to apply, simply to then declare after I get the job that I have investigated my own CV and found I lied about my experience, and then demand payment for shopping myself in.
Fairly clever idea. It only works once, though.
Quote from: Cain on June 12, 2014, 03:02:01 PM
Some wit has taken the email "Jacobinghazi" and set up this image gallery, in response to the twitter storm/rape/bro debacle I mentioned before
http://imgur.com/a/nUX1A
THAT...was so hard to follow.
So my mom decided to send me, my brother and sister a letter one of my half-brothers sent my Father. Right off the bat, I have a feeling my dad doesn't know she did since, since I'm sure if he really wanted me to see it, he would have sent it himself. It essentially boils down to my half-siblings sounding upset that since the divorce, my (our) father hasn't been as involved in their lives as he has with his "new" family, which may or may not be due in part to (or at least encouraged by) my mother.
It sounded sincere, wasn't unnecessarily hostile, even to an extent lamenting that both sides of the family weren't closer, but I know my mother expects me to somehow be outraged by what "his horrible kids said now". I know there are two sides to every divorce, and I was barely alive when all of this was happening, so I don't know who said what or made what efforts or whatever (though I know it should be the responsibility of the adult to reach out to the kids/teenagers), I have no clue what his ex-wife was like. I love my parents, but no-one's perfect, as my mom seems to think. Has my father neglected those relationships? Possibly. Have his kids said/done some hurtful things in more recent years? Possibly. But was there reason for it? Maybe. Has my mother been unnecessarily hostile (even if not overtly) to them? Probably. Did it stem from something that happened when I was too young to remember? Maybe, but I also know she doesn't seem to make any effort to see things from their side.
The main point being, WHY THE FUCK would she show me this? I'm not going to come out and call my Dad a neglectful asshole because I don't know what he may or may not have done or tried to do. But I'm not going to call my half-brother an asshole for what...wishing his father had a bigger part in his life, his siblings and their children? WTF. Hell my boyfriend's on the other end of this - his dad was fairly absent from his and his brother's lives after their parents divorce and he seems to be flourishing with his new kids. And to an extent seems to be making more of an effort to be involved in his sons' lives. So I see both sides of the coin here.
I can only hope I will not have to deal with this on Father's Day, since I don't think my dad knows I've seen it, so I doubt my mom will bring it up.
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Quote from: Cain on June 12, 2014, 03:02:01 PM
Some wit has taken the email "Jacobinghazi" and set up this image gallery, in response to the twitter storm/rape/bro debacle I mentioned before
http://imgur.com/a/nUX1A
THAT...was so hard to follow.
True, but it's still easier than trying to follow the debacle on Twitter and the blogs. Trust me...I learnt that by painful personal experience.
Trippin, I'd be more upset at your mom than your dad. Before you even get to the content of the letter, her actions of sending you and your siblings private correspondence without your dad's knowledge is not cool.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 12, 2014, 03:47:11 PM
Trippin, I'd be more upset at your mom than your dad. Before you even get to the content of the letter, her actions of sending you and your siblings private correspondence without your dad's knowledge is not cool.
I agree. I am really too baffled and mortified at her behavior to begin to even consider anything my dad may or may not have done. And while he is an adult responsible for his own choices, more and more lately I get the feeling my mom had a strong influence in what he may or may not have done. Especially given that I notice that her behavior isn't exactly always charitable or sensitive to his feelings when it doesn't involve his other kids. Which I brought up not too long ago (not including the half-siblings part) and was chastised for it ("just teasing!" "well he does x"). I love my mom, but her attitude towards others sometimes leaves a bad taste in my mouth and it's quite uncomfortable.
And just so much the bolded part. WTF. If she expects outrage, it's not going to be directed towards them right now. Haven't talked to my brother and sister so don't know their take on it, but fuck. I don't know why she has such a hate-on for his kids, but if she's so sensitive to my dad's feelings maybe she shouldn't be prying through his mail.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 12, 2014, 03:08:47 PM
Quote from: Cain on June 12, 2014, 02:59:51 PM
Not only is this vastly more than people on benefits actually get, I am almost tempted to apply, simply to then declare after I get the job that I have investigated my own CV and found I lied about my experience, and then demand payment for shopping myself in.
Fairly clever idea. It only works once, though.
Yeah, but that one time would be hilarious.
Kinda like my idea of getting jobs as both a Labour and a Tory party researcher, and then offering to work for the other, then selling the entire story to the press.
Also, sorry to hear that Trippin. My reaction is much the same as LMNO.
Quote from: Cain on June 12, 2014, 04:12:30 PM
Kinda like my idea of getting jobs as both a Labour and a Tory party researcher, and then offering to work for the other, then selling the entire story to the press.
That's a book deal, right there.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 12, 2014, 03:47:11 PM
Trippin, I'd be more upset at your mom than your dad. Before you even get to the content of the letter, her actions of sending you and your siblings private correspondence without your dad's knowledge is not cool.
Seems such a confounding thing to share. This is the kind of thing I could see my mom doing back in the day (she couldn't stand a couple of my half-sibs). It's horrible and for the life of me, I'll never understand the thought processes that go into parents doing shit like this.
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 12, 2014, 04:19:02 PM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 12, 2014, 03:47:11 PM
Trippin, I'd be more upset at your mom than your dad. Before you even get to the content of the letter, her actions of sending you and your siblings private correspondence without your dad's knowledge is not cool.
Seems such a confounding thing to share. This is the kind of thing I could see my mom doing back in the day (she couldn't stand a couple of my half-sibs). It's horrible and for the life of me, I'll never understand the thought processes that go into parents doing shit like this.
I'm noticing it more and more and I don't like it. That's not the person I try to be and typically not the type of person I tolerate. And really, I don't get it. She says it's "because of how they treated your father"...but I don't know. She always has to find something negative or take something neutral and try to spin it negatively. I really don't see what they "did" except maybe not be thrilled about Dad finding a new wife and having new kids and perhaps, possibly understandably, becoming bitter over it.
Again, I don't know the whole story, and I'm not trying to say my dad was a horrible father or anything. I don't know the situation, don't know what his ex was like, don't know what transpired during and after the divorce. But I do know that he doesn't seem to have this hatred for his kids that my mom does.
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Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 12, 2014, 04:19:02 PM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 12, 2014, 03:47:11 PM
Trippin, I'd be more upset at your mom than your dad. Before you even get to the content of the letter, her actions of sending you and your siblings private correspondence without your dad's knowledge is not cool.
Seems such a confounding thing to share. This is the kind of thing I could see my mom doing back in the day (she couldn't stand a couple of my half-sibs). It's horrible and for the life of me, I'll never understand the thought processes that go into parents doing shit like this.
I'm noticing it more and more and I don't like it. That's not the person I try to be and typically not the type of person I tolerate. And really, I don't get it. She says it's "because of how they treated your father"...but I don't know. She always has to find something negative or take something neutral and try to spin it negatively. I really don't see what they "did" except maybe not be thrilled about Dad finding a new wife and having new kids and perhaps, possibly understandably, becoming bitter over it.
Again, I don't know the whole story, and I'm not trying to say my dad was a horrible father or anything. I don't know the situation, don't know what his ex was like, don't know what transpired during and after the divorce. But I do know that he doesn't seem to have this hatred for his kids that my mom does.
Tell your mom irrational hate makes you age faster so you gave it up in favor of LOLCAT pictures. And then tell her it was a dick move to steal your dad's letter and pass it around like rage!porn. It sounds like she has an inferiority complex since she wasn't "the first". The first choice, the first Mrs. Whatsit, whatever.
I don't actually know, though. So you can ignore the unsolicited advice and skip to the commiseration.
Man, that sucks, trippin. I hope it gets sorted out and you don't have to attack your mom with Duct Tape on Father's Day. Although if you happen to have a roll of the festive colored stuff, maybe it will add some zest to the festivities?
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Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 12, 2014, 05:46:57 AM
Unrelated, but is it just me, or does it look like there's a guy in blue pants standing behind me in my avatar? It's kind of creeping me out.
You mean there wasn't someone standing behind you? I thought there was, all this time.
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on June 12, 2014, 12:17:36 PM
There's something in blue pants standing behind you in your avatar.
Well, that's fucking weird.
Quote from: Cain on June 12, 2014, 03:02:01 PM
Some wit has taken the email "Jacobinghazi" and set up this image gallery, in response to the twitter storm/rape/bro debacle I mentioned before
http://imgur.com/a/nUX1A
:lulz: Wow.
Trippin', your mom sounds like an insecure manipulative toxic person and I'm sorry both that she's interfered with your father's relationship with your half-siblings and that she's trying to use you as a tool to generate more misery and drama.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 12, 2014, 05:25:54 PM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 12, 2014, 06:26:14 AM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 12, 2014, 05:46:57 AM
Unrelated, but is it just me, or does it look like there's a guy in blue pants standing behind me in my avatar? It's kind of creeping me out.
You mean there wasn't someone standing behind you? I thought there was, all this time.
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on June 12, 2014, 12:17:36 PM
There's something in blue pants standing behind you in your avatar.
Well, that's fucking weird.
1) something (ANSI) kneels in blue pants
2) there also appears to be a human face, with shades and beanie, over left shoulder
Distance between 1) & 2) would suggest two (2) separate entities, or one separated at the waist :eek:
The Coquette lays the smack down.
http://dearcoquette.com/post/88399276593/on-not-playing-the-victim
QuoteMy friend is a lesbian who's very extreme in her views and is often quite offensive to me about being straight and how my relationship is 'boring and meaningless' because of this. How do I show her this is just as hurtful as a homophobic comment?
Um, you're straight. How the fuck would you know how much homophobic comments hurt?
And then it gets better. :D
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 12, 2014, 06:07:32 PM
The Coquette lays the smack down.
http://dearcoquette.com/post/88399276593/on-not-playing-the-victim
QuoteMy friend is a lesbian who's very extreme in her views and is often quite offensive to me about being straight and how my relationship is 'boring and meaningless' because of this. How do I show her this is just as hurtful as a homophobic comment?
Um, you're straight. How the fuck would you know how much homophobic comments hurt?
And then it gets better. :D
That needed to be said.
I wish more people understood that "That's hurtful and a dick thing to say" doesn't equal "That hurts me JUST AS MUCH as systemic oppression, exclusion, and violence". If the former is true, just say the former, and don't try to equate it to the latter.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 12, 2014, 05:25:54 PM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 12, 2014, 06:26:14 AM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 12, 2014, 05:46:57 AM
Unrelated, but is it just me, or does it look like there's a guy in blue pants standing behind me in my avatar? It's kind of creeping me out.
You mean there wasn't someone standing behind you? I thought there was, all this time.
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on June 12, 2014, 12:17:36 PM
There's something in blue pants standing behind you in your avatar.
Well, that's fucking weird.
Marrowman.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 12, 2014, 05:12:45 PM
Quote from: trippinprincezz13 on June 12, 2014, 04:34:42 PM
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 12, 2014, 04:19:02 PM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 12, 2014, 03:47:11 PM
Trippin, I'd be more upset at your mom than your dad. Before you even get to the content of the letter, her actions of sending you and your siblings private correspondence without your dad's knowledge is not cool.
Seems such a confounding thing to share. This is the kind of thing I could see my mom doing back in the day (she couldn't stand a couple of my half-sibs). It's horrible and for the life of me, I'll never understand the thought processes that go into parents doing shit like this.
I'm noticing it more and more and I don't like it. That's not the person I try to be and typically not the type of person I tolerate. And really, I don't get it. She says it's "because of how they treated your father"...but I don't know. She always has to find something negative or take something neutral and try to spin it negatively. I really don't see what they "did" except maybe not be thrilled about Dad finding a new wife and having new kids and perhaps, possibly understandably, becoming bitter over it.
Again, I don't know the whole story, and I'm not trying to say my dad was a horrible father or anything. I don't know the situation, don't know what his ex was like, don't know what transpired during and after the divorce. But I do know that he doesn't seem to have this hatred for his kids that my mom does.
Tell your mom irrational hate makes you age faster so you gave it up in favor of LOLCAT pictures. And then tell her it was a dick move to steal your dad's letter and pass it around like rage!porn. It sounds like she has an inferiority complex since she wasn't "the first". The first choice, the first Mrs. Whatsit, whatever.
I don't actually know, though. So you can ignore the unsolicited advice and skip to the commiseration.
Man, that sucks, trippin. I hope it gets sorted out and you don't have to attack your mom with Duct Tape on Father's Day. Although if you happen to have a roll of the festive colored stuff, maybe it will add some zest to the festivities?
:lol: to the bolded, but it's true. And yea, I intend to confront her on that. I'm used to the biting remarks and all, but this is just beyond that in so many ways. And that sounds like it could be related to some sort of complex like that. It's got to be awful to feel the need to put others down to feel better about yourself, if that's what it is. I really can't believe she's trying to drag us into it.
Colorful duct tape does sound like a good solution though :) Bright colors do make me smile
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 12, 2014, 05:35:10 PM
Trippin', your mom sounds like an insecure manipulative toxic person and I'm sorry both that she's interfered with your father's relationship with your half-siblings and that she's trying to use you as a tool to generate more misery and drama.
I'm seeing this more and more and I hate it because I see the good in her too. But it's not like it hasn't been turned in my direction before, even if not often. I just really don't get it. Like I said it leaves a real bad taste in my mouth. I need to put my foot down on the negativity. I can't, and don't want to, deal with this shit.
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Unrelated, but is it just me, or does it look like there's a guy in blue pants standing behind me in my avatar? It's kind of creeping me out.
You mean there wasn't someone standing behind you? I thought there was, all this time.
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on June 12, 2014, 12:17:36 PM
There's something in blue pants standing behind you in your avatar.
Well, that's fucking weird.
Marrowman.
:horrormirth:
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Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 12, 2014, 05:46:57 AM
Unrelated, but is it just me, or does it look like there's a guy in blue pants standing behind me in my avatar? It's kind of creeping me out.
You mean there wasn't someone standing behind you? I thought there was, all this time.
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on June 12, 2014, 12:17:36 PM
There's something in blue pants standing behind you in your avatar.
Well, that's fucking weird.
Marrowman.
:horrormirth:
Quote from: trippinprincezz13 on June 12, 2014, 07:01:42 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 12, 2014, 05:35:10 PM
Trippin', your mom sounds like an insecure manipulative toxic person and I'm sorry both that she's interfered with your father's relationship with your half-siblings and that she's trying to use you as a tool to generate more misery and drama.
I'm seeing this more and more and I hate it because I see the good in her too. But it's not like it hasn't been turned in my direction before, even if not often. I just really don't get it. Like I said it leaves a real bad taste in my mouth. I need to put my foot down on the negativity. I can't, and don't want to, deal with this shit.
I grew up in the middle of a bitter divorce. My parents couldn't help themselves. Me and my kid sister were used as weapons constantly. It's not fair and it sucks but it's not really their fault. Butthurt causes rage and irrationality. Doesn't make them bad people. Only weak.
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on June 12, 2014, 07:52:27 PM
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Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 12, 2014, 05:46:57 AM
Unrelated, but is it just me, or does it look like there's a guy in blue pants standing behind me in my avatar? It's kind of creeping me out.
You mean there wasn't someone standing behind you? I thought there was, all this time.
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on June 12, 2014, 12:17:36 PM
There's something in blue pants standing behind you in your avatar.
Well, that's fucking weird.
Marrowman.
:horrormirth:
No, no, no... The Marrowman is Nigel's Sex-Slave. Poor guy. :lulz:
I need to stop getting more jobs. Shit, even filling out just the last 10 years is giving me carpal tunnel syndrome.
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Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 12, 2014, 05:46:57 AM
Unrelated, but is it just me, or does it look like there's a guy in blue pants standing behind me in my avatar? It's kind of creeping me out.
You mean there wasn't someone standing behind you? I thought there was, all this time.
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on June 12, 2014, 12:17:36 PM
There's something in blue pants standing behind you in your avatar.
Well, that's fucking weird.
Marrowman.
:horrormirth:
No, no, no... The Marrowman is Nigel's Sex-Slave. Poor guy. :lulz:
Haha... *that* was honestly my first thought. It even looks like the person is strapped or something.
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Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 12, 2014, 06:26:14 AM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 12, 2014, 05:46:57 AM
Unrelated, but is it just me, or does it look like there's a guy in blue pants standing behind me in my avatar? It's kind of creeping me out.
You mean there wasn't someone standing behind you? I thought there was, all this time.
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on June 12, 2014, 12:17:36 PM
There's something in blue pants standing behind you in your avatar.
Well, that's fucking weird.
Marrowman.
:horrormirth:
No, no, no... The Marrowman is Nigel's Sex-Slave. Poor guy. :lulz:
:|
Joke very over.
:horrormirth:
Quote from: LuciferX on June 12, 2014, 09:18:17 PM
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Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 12, 2014, 05:46:57 AM
Unrelated, but is it just me, or does it look like there's a guy in blue pants standing behind me in my avatar? It's kind of creeping me out.
You mean there wasn't someone standing behind you? I thought there was, all this time.
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on June 12, 2014, 12:17:36 PM
There's something in blue pants standing behind you in your avatar.
Well, that's fucking weird.
Marrowman.
:horrormirth:
No, no, no... The Marrowman is Nigel's Sex-Slave. Poor guy. :lulz:
:lol:
Even The Marrowman has Nigel's dick in his ass.
Quote from: Regret on June 12, 2014, 11:39:04 PM
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Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 12, 2014, 06:26:14 AM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 12, 2014, 05:46:57 AM
Unrelated, but is it just me, or does it look like there's a guy in blue pants standing behind me in my avatar? It's kind of creeping me out.
You mean there wasn't someone standing behind you? I thought there was, all this time.
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on June 12, 2014, 12:17:36 PM
There's something in blue pants standing behind you in your avatar.
Well, that's fucking weird.
Marrowman.
:horrormirth:
No, no, no... The Marrowman is Nigel's Sex-Slave. Poor guy. :lulz:
:lol:
Even The Marrowman has Nigel's dick in his ass.
(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2faWG6tz1f0/T-qHMBHUchI/AAAAAAAAB4I/YN6kiRr6qig/s1600/a+bone+to+pick+with+u.jpg)
Somehow, I got an A in chemistry. I'm actually kind of stunned by this, because I know the score I got on the second midterm and the only way I could have gotten an A is if I got an improbably high score on the ACS. Even that's a stretch. I know I got 100% on all but one lab so maybe the labs were weighted more heavily than I thought they were.
Yay, chemistry! Thank you for being FUCKING OVER.
I am seriously so so so excited about summer. SUMMER!!! It's HERE NOW! I have zero dollars in my bank account, and I can't even make myself care that much because SUMMER.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 13, 2014, 07:27:50 AM
Somehow, I got an A in chemistry. I'm actually kind of stunned by this, because I know the score I got on the second midterm and the only way I could have gotten an A is if I got an improbably high score on the ACS. Even that's a stretch. I know I got 100% on all but one lab so maybe the labs were weighted more heavily than I thought they were.
Yay, chemistry! Thank you for being FUCKING OVER.
You make it look easy!
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 13, 2014, 07:27:50 AM
Somehow, I got an A in chemistry. I'm actually kind of stunned by this, because I know the score I got on the second midterm and the only way I could have gotten an A is if I got an improbably high score on the ACS. Even that's a stretch. I know I got 100% on all but one lab so maybe the labs were weighted more heavily than I thought they were.
Yay, chemistry! Thank you for being FUCKING OVER.
:)
I think the ark just went by.
RAIN GOD, WHAT HAVE I DONE TO THEE?
Quote from: P3nT4gR4m on June 12, 2014, 07:55:26 PM
Quote from: trippinprincezz13 on June 12, 2014, 07:01:42 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 12, 2014, 05:35:10 PM
Trippin', your mom sounds like an insecure manipulative toxic person and I'm sorry both that she's interfered with your father's relationship with your half-siblings and that she's trying to use you as a tool to generate more misery and drama.
I'm seeing this more and more and I hate it because I see the good in her too. But it's not like it hasn't been turned in my direction before, even if not often. I just really don't get it. Like I said it leaves a real bad taste in my mouth. I need to put my foot down on the negativity. I can't, and don't want to, deal with this shit.
I grew up in the middle of a bitter divorce. My parents couldn't help themselves. Me and my kid sister were used as weapons constantly. It's not fair and it sucks but it's not really their fault. Butthurt causes rage and irrationality. Doesn't make them bad people. Only weak.
True, I know emotions, especially in situations like divorce, can often tend to override the ability to reason or attempt to do what's best for what's all involved. See all kinds of divorces that come through the office I work in, with and without kids, from the "let's just get this done" to almost 10 years after the divorce and can still barely find it in them to act civil for the benefit of the kids, and at least one of the kids is pretty screwed up because of it. I was barely alive at the time my dad and his ex got divorced, so really can't make any judgment calls on it (although ideally it should be up to the adult to reach out to the kids, etc.).
What gets me now, is almost 30 years later, no longer "heat of the moment", my mom going behind my dad's back and spreading a letter from one of his kids, which should be none of my or my siblings' business, to show how she, and to an extent, my dad, is being slighted by what, to me, sound like one of his sons lamenting not having a closer relationship with his father (or his son having a relationship w/ his grandfather), explaining where some of his anger and bitterness is coming from. If my dad decided to bring this letter up to us, say why something was or wasn't true, or how HE felt about it, etc., I would feel a bit differently about the situation.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 13, 2014, 07:27:50 AM
Somehow, I got an A in chemistry. I'm actually kind of stunned by this, because I know the score I got on the second midterm and the only way I could have gotten an A is if I got an improbably high score on the ACS. Even that's a stretch. I know I got 100% on all but one lab so maybe the labs were weighted more heavily than I thought they were.
Yay, chemistry! Thank you for being FUCKING OVER.
Yay congrats! Isn't OVER and DONE just the best feeling (or at least in cases like this)?
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 13, 2014, 07:29:05 AM
I am seriously so so so excited about summer. SUMMER!!! It's HERE NOW! I have zero dollars in my bank account, and I can't even make myself care that much because SUMMER.
Yes, I have been dying for summer to happen. Now if only the summer weather would get the hint and arrive.
/obligatory New Englander whining
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 13, 2014, 12:16:19 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 13, 2014, 07:27:50 AM
Somehow, I got an A in chemistry. I'm actually kind of stunned by this, because I know the score I got on the second midterm and the only way I could have gotten an A is if I got an improbably high score on the ACS. Even that's a stretch. I know I got 100% on all but one lab so maybe the labs were weighted more heavily than I thought they were.
Yay, chemistry! Thank you for being FUCKING OVER.
You make it look easy!
:lol: That has to be sarcasm.
Quote from: trippinprincezz13 on June 13, 2014, 03:34:13 PM
Quote from: P3nT4gR4m on June 12, 2014, 07:55:26 PM
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Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 12, 2014, 05:35:10 PM
Trippin', your mom sounds like an insecure manipulative toxic person and I'm sorry both that she's interfered with your father's relationship with your half-siblings and that she's trying to use you as a tool to generate more misery and drama.
I'm seeing this more and more and I hate it because I see the good in her too. But it's not like it hasn't been turned in my direction before, even if not often. I just really don't get it. Like I said it leaves a real bad taste in my mouth. I need to put my foot down on the negativity. I can't, and don't want to, deal with this shit.
I grew up in the middle of a bitter divorce. My parents couldn't help themselves. Me and my kid sister were used as weapons constantly. It's not fair and it sucks but it's not really their fault. Butthurt causes rage and irrationality. Doesn't make them bad people. Only weak.
True, I know emotions, especially in situations like divorce, can often tend to override the ability to reason or attempt to do what's best for what's all involved. See all kinds of divorces that come through the office I work in, with and without kids, from the "let's just get this done" to almost 10 years after the divorce and can still barely find it in them to act civil for the benefit of the kids, and at least one of the kids is pretty screwed up because of it. I was barely alive at the time my dad and his ex got divorced, so really can't make any judgment calls on it (although ideally it should be up to the adult to reach out to the kids, etc.).
What gets me now, is almost 30 years later, no longer "heat of the moment", my mom going behind my dad's back and spreading a letter from one of his kids, which should be none of my or my siblings' business, to show how she, and to an extent, my dad, is being slighted by what, to me, sound like one of his sons lamenting not having a closer relationship with his father (or his son having a relationship w/ his grandfather), explaining where some of his anger and bitterness is coming from. If my dad decided to bring this letter up to us, say why something was or wasn't true, or how HE felt about it, etc., I would feel a bit differently about the situation.
Yeah, it kind of just seems like shit-stirring. And maybe a touch of trying to assuage her own sense of culpability for their distance by trying to make your brother look like the asshole.
Quote from: trippinprincezz13 on June 13, 2014, 04:21:36 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 13, 2014, 07:27:50 AM
Somehow, I got an A in chemistry. I'm actually kind of stunned by this, because I know the score I got on the second midterm and the only way I could have gotten an A is if I got an improbably high score on the ACS. Even that's a stretch. I know I got 100% on all but one lab so maybe the labs were weighted more heavily than I thought they were.
Yay, chemistry! Thank you for being FUCKING OVER.
Yay congrats! Isn't OVER and DONE just the best feeling (or at least in cases like this)?
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 13, 2014, 07:29:05 AM
I am seriously so so so excited about summer. SUMMER!!! It's HERE NOW! I have zero dollars in my bank account, and I can't even make myself care that much because SUMMER.
Yes, I have been dying for summer to happen. Now if only the summer weather would get the hint and arrive.
/obligatory New Englander whining
YES. To all of the above!
The sun has been coming out at intervals here, which is all I can really ask of this time of year.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 12, 2014, 05:29:03 PM
Quote from: Cain on June 12, 2014, 03:02:01 PM
Some wit has taken the email "Jacobinghazi" and set up this image gallery, in response to the twitter storm/rape/bro debacle I mentioned before
http://imgur.com/a/nUX1A
:lulz: Wow.
It's such a bizarre drama. I can understand Kendzior being upset at being included in the article, even in a minor way, and removing that and apologising was the correct move (even though when you post things in public there is no expectation of privacy, there are special considerations in regards to individuals and rape threats).
But I cannot understand how she so magnificently misreads every statement she comes across that is not uncritical support. It's truly amazing. Matt Bruenig, who has had past run-ins with her, suggests this is a defining character trait with some supporting evidence.
But I'm not entirely sure. Kendzior has an interesting background, namely involvement with the noxious cesspool of Central Asian area studies, and with Joshua Foust and Nathan Hamm in particular. The other two have a history of shilling for the DoD and dodgy Central Asian dictatorships, with a sideline in Neocon supportive nuttery.
It is just coincidence that Kendzior stoked this drama at the time when, as Jacobinghazi points out, there are lots of bored academics on Twitter? That it took aim at Slate and Jacobin, probably the furthest left "legitimate" media companies in the USA? That Foust was instrumental in spreading the lie that those publications were making rape threats to Kendzior (and just where did he get that idea, by the way? Bruenig asks, but has no firm conclusions).
It could just be willful misreading and heel-digging. But I dunno. Something smells funny, though that could just be the corpses of political dissidents Foust et al climbed over to forge their media credentials.
It's also causing me to seriously reevaluate how useful David Graeber's work is, as he continues to engage in an uncritical defence of Kendzior in spite of all the subsequent facts that have come to light.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 13, 2014, 04:36:51 PM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 13, 2014, 12:16:19 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 13, 2014, 07:27:50 AM
Somehow, I got an A in chemistry. I'm actually kind of stunned by this, because I know the score I got on the second midterm and the only way I could have gotten an A is if I got an improbably high score on the ACS. Even that's a stretch. I know I got 100% on all but one lab so maybe the labs were weighted more heavily than I thought they were.
Yay, chemistry! Thank you for being FUCKING OVER.
You make it look easy!
:lol: That has to be sarcasm.
All i know is that you just need to freak out, take endless midterms, and then be pleasantly surprised when you get a good grade.
Quote from: The Suu on June 13, 2014, 03:06:58 PM
I think the ark just went by.
RAIN GOD, WHAT HAVE I DONE TO THEE?
Nothing. I have it on cruise control. Is this a problem?
I just finished up what will probably be my coolest term with Investigations and Interviewing. In a couple of weeks I start my class on IP Law. That should hopefully at least have some interesting discussions.
Also, I've got an improv class. I don't like improv much (at least not watching it), but I'm looking at it as a way to network with the local theatre community.
All this as I ponder heading back east to be closer to my kiddos again at the end of the term...
And that would pretty much be all the updating I can't put on Facebook. I hope you enjoyed, PD.
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 13, 2014, 08:09:12 PM
All this as I ponder heading back east to be closer to my kiddos again at the end of the term...
Enjoy!
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 13, 2014, 08:02:04 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 13, 2014, 03:06:58 PM
I think the ark just went by.
RAIN GOD, WHAT HAVE I DONE TO THEE?
Nothing. I have it on cruise control. Is this a problem?
Oh, well, that would explain A LOT, actually. Seriously, because it's been deluging here since 6am practically non-stop.
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 13, 2014, 08:09:12 PM
Also, I've got an improv class. I don't like improv much (at least not watching it), but I'm looking at it as a way to network with the local theatre community.
Also a good way to get your rocks off/ya-yas out. Play time. :lulz:
I am starting to level out, I think. Still with the mood swings, but they are less violent. Especially when I remember that me and other humans do not mix well. Best to keep distance.
Been studing anatomy and physiology with free time and reading about the Renessaince. Someday I may even have something worthwhile to say.
Quote from: Alty on June 13, 2014, 11:30:59 PM
I am starting to level out, I think. Still with the mood swings, but they are less violent. Especially when I remember that me and other humans do not mix well. Best to keep distance.
Been studing anatomy and physiology with free time and reading about the Renessaince. Someday I may even have something worthwhile to say.
:) the more I read the less I find worthwhile to listen to, it seems. Some of us are just "book lovers" and perhaps not ever meant to mingle with people, generally speaking.
Quote from: Alty on June 13, 2014, 11:30:59 PM
I am starting to level out, I think. Still with the mood swings, but they are less violent. Especially when I remember that me and other humans do not mix well. Best to keep distance.
Been studing anatomy and physiology with free time and reading about the Renessaince. Someday I may even have something worthwhile to say.
Need some book recommendations? I study several centuries prior to the Renaissance but I got a few laying around I think you could like.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 13, 2014, 07:27:50 AM
Somehow, I got an A in chemistry. I'm actually kind of stunned by this, because I know the score I got on the second midterm and the only way I could have gotten an A is if I got an improbably high score on the ACS. Even that's a stretch. I know I got 100% on all but one lab so maybe the labs were weighted more heavily than I thought they were.
Yay, chemistry! Thank you for being FUCKING OVER.
Nigel's killin' it!
:cheers:
Quote from: trippinprincezz13 on June 12, 2014, 03:30:17 PM
So my mom decided to send me, my brother and sister a letter one of my half-brothers sent my Father. Right off the bat, I have a feeling my dad doesn't know she did since, since I'm sure if he really wanted me to see it, he would have sent it himself. It essentially boils down to my half-siblings sounding upset that since the divorce, my (our) father hasn't been as involved in their lives as he has with his "new" family, which may or may not be due in part to (or at least encouraged by) my mother.
It sounded sincere, wasn't unnecessarily hostile, even to an extent lamenting that both sides of the family weren't closer, but I know my mother expects me to somehow be outraged by what "his horrible kids said now". I know there are two sides to every divorce, and I was barely alive when all of this was happening, so I don't know who said what or made what efforts or whatever (though I know it should be the responsibility of the adult to reach out to the kids/teenagers), I have no clue what his ex-wife was like. I love my parents, but no-one's perfect, as my mom seems to think. Has my father neglected those relationships? Possibly. Have his kids said/done some hurtful things in more recent years? Possibly. But was there reason for it? Maybe. Has my mother been unnecessarily hostile (even if not overtly) to them? Probably. Did it stem from something that happened when I was too young to remember? Maybe, but I also know she doesn't seem to make any effort to see things from their side.
The main point being, WHY THE FUCK would she show me this? I'm not going to come out and call my Dad a neglectful asshole because I don't know what he may or may not have done or tried to do. But I'm not going to call my half-brother an asshole for what...wishing his father had a bigger part in his life, his siblings and their children? WTF. Hell my boyfriend's on the other end of this - his dad was fairly absent from his and his brother's lives after their parents divorce and he seems to be flourishing with his new kids. And to an extent seems to be making more of an effort to be involved in his sons' lives. So I see both sides of the coin here.
I can only hope I will not have to deal with this on Father's Day, since I don't think my dad knows I've seen it, so I doubt my mom will bring it up.
I'm sorry to hear this, and I hope it all goes well.
At the end of the day, your father's relationship with your half siblings is his business and his business alone. It's not your mom's business, and it's not her business to drag you into it. Because at the end of the day your relationship with your half-siblings is your business and your business alone also, and none of those factors should have any bearing on your relationship with your father and your half-siblings, whatever they may be.
What it DOES have bearing on, is your relationship with your mother, since she's, I guess for a lack of a better term, stirring shit. What's her motive here? Why's it your business, and why is it hers?
Quote from: trippinprincezz13 on June 13, 2014, 03:34:13 PM
Quote from: P3nT4gR4m on June 12, 2014, 07:55:26 PM
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Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 12, 2014, 05:35:10 PM
Trippin', your mom sounds like an insecure manipulative toxic person and I'm sorry both that she's interfered with your father's relationship with your half-siblings and that she's trying to use you as a tool to generate more misery and drama.
I'm seeing this more and more and I hate it because I see the good in her too. But it's not like it hasn't been turned in my direction before, even if not often. I just really don't get it. Like I said it leaves a real bad taste in my mouth. I need to put my foot down on the negativity. I can't, and don't want to, deal with this shit.
I grew up in the middle of a bitter divorce. My parents couldn't help themselves. Me and my kid sister were used as weapons constantly. It's not fair and it sucks but it's not really their fault. Butthurt causes rage and irrationality. Doesn't make them bad people. Only weak.
True, I know emotions, especially in situations like divorce, can often tend to override the ability to reason or attempt to do what's best for what's all involved. See all kinds of divorces that come through the office I work in, with and without kids, from the "let's just get this done" to almost 10 years after the divorce and can still barely find it in them to act civil for the benefit of the kids, and at least one of the kids is pretty screwed up because of it. I was barely alive at the time my dad and his ex got divorced, so really can't make any judgment calls on it (although ideally it should be up to the adult to reach out to the kids, etc.).
What gets me now, is almost 30 years later, no longer "heat of the moment", my mom going behind my dad's back and spreading a letter from one of his kids, which should be none of my or my siblings' business, to show how she, and to an extent, my dad, is being slighted by what, to me, sound like one of his sons lamenting not having a closer relationship with his father (or his son having a relationship w/ his grandfather), explaining where some of his anger and bitterness is coming from. If my dad decided to bring this letter up to us, say why something was or wasn't true, or how HE felt about it, etc., I would feel a bit differently about the situation.
Did your mom ever consider that you or your full siblings would bring this to HIS attention?
What's his reaction going to be for that, if he were to find out?
Presumably, she's thinking that you're all going to take her side, whatever it may be. But that's some incredibly messed up stuff right there. If there's beef between two family members, or three, it's only with those involved. Involving others messes things up further and makes you look like a dick. I dunno, my mind is going in a lot of different directions at the same time, but... It's just me, but if I were in your position, I'd give Dad a heads up that his notes are getting read and passed around. His privacy is wicked compromised here.
Quote from: The Suu on June 14, 2014, 02:02:18 AM
Quote from: Alty on June 13, 2014, 11:30:59 PM
I am starting to level out, I think. Still with the mood swings, but they are less violent. Especially when I remember that me and other humans do not mix well. Best to keep distance.
Been studing anatomy and physiology with free time and reading about the Renessaince. Someday I may even have something worthwhile to say.
Need some book recommendations? I study several centuries prior to the Renaissance but I got a few laying around I think you could like.
Sounds good, blast me with the past, Suu. Blast me with it.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 13, 2014, 08:02:04 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 13, 2014, 03:06:58 PM
I think the ark just went by.
RAIN GOD, WHAT HAVE I DONE TO THEE?
Nothing. I have it on cruise control. Is this a problem?
Let it run. Suits my mood this weekend.
Sunday is gonna just suck.
Might try to beat a rant out of it.
I just slept for 12 hours. :eek:
Quote from: Alty on June 14, 2014, 03:33:24 AM
Quote from: The Suu on June 14, 2014, 02:02:18 AM
Quote from: Alty on June 13, 2014, 11:30:59 PM
I am starting to level out, I think. Still with the mood swings, but they are less violent. Especially when I remember that me and other humans do not mix well. Best to keep distance.
Been studing anatomy and physiology with free time and reading about the Renessaince. Someday I may even have something worthwhile to say.
Need some book recommendations? I study several centuries prior to the Renaissance but I got a few laying around I think you could like.
Sounds good, blast me with the past, Suu. Blast me with it.
Let me go through my collection this weekend and I'll shoot you a PM.
I'm gonna be in the gay people parade! I made some flyers for the people I'm marching with, and I'm gonna print some Strange Times and maybe some Do It copies too. Any other suggestions? I have an hour before I need to book it.
Quote from: Q. G. Pennyworth on June 14, 2014, 11:46:17 AM
I'm gonna be in the gay people parade! I made some flyers for the people I'm marching with, and I'm gonna print some Strange Times and maybe some Do It copies too. Any other suggestions? I have an hour before I need to book it.
Nice! Have fun!
Quote from: Alty on June 13, 2014, 11:30:59 PM
I am starting to level out, I think. Still with the mood swings, but they are less violent. Especially when I remember that me and other humans do not mix well. Best to keep distance.
Been studing anatomy and physiology with free time and reading about the Renessaince. Someday I may even have something worthwhile to say.
Leveling out is good. :)
Been in one of my sadsack moods lately. I busted up my leg, had my car break down and caught a sinus infection all in the same week and now i cant seem to motivate myself to do much in the way of being useful, and I also can't seem to let myself enjoy hanging around my parents house with all this free time, so i've kinda isolated myself in my room and to a greater extent inside my own head.
Quote from: Chelagoras The Lust-Driven Dickwolf on June 14, 2014, 07:07:30 PM
Been in one of my sadsack moods lately. I busted up my leg, had my car break down and caught a sinus infection all in the same week and now i cant seem to motivate myself to do much in the way of being useful, and I also can't seem to let myself enjoy hanging around my parents house with all this free time, so i've kinda isolated myself in my room and to a greater extent inside my own head.
Here's something to chew on:
The acoustic emissions of cavitation bubbles in stretched vorticesQuotePairs of unequal strength, counter-rotating vortices were produced in order to examine the inception, dynamics, and acoustic emission of cavitation bubbles in rapidly stretching vortices. The acoustic signatures of these cavitation bubbles were characterized during their inception, growth, and collapse. Growing and collapsing bubbles often produced a sharp, broadband, pop sound. The spectrum of these bubbles, and the peak resonant frequency can generally be related to quiescent flow bubble dynamics and corresponding resonant frequencies. However, some elongated cavitation bubbles produced a short tonal burst, or chirp, with frequencies on the order of a few kilohertz. Theses frequencies are too low to be related to resonant frequencies of a bubble in a quiescent flow. Instead, the frequency content of the acoustic signal during bubble inception and growth is related to the volumetric oscillations of the bubble while it interacted with vortical flow that surrounds the bubble (i.e., the resonant frequency of the vortex-bubble system). A relationship was determined between the observed peak frequency of the oscillations, the highly stretched vortex properties, and the water nuclei content. It was found that different cavitation spectra could relate to different flow and fluid properties and therefore would not scale in the same manner.
V C 2011 Acoustical Society of America. [DOI: 10.1121/1.3626121]
http://deepblue.lib.umich.edu/bitstream/handle/2027.42/98657/JAS003209.pdf (http://deepblue.lib.umich.edu/bitstream/handle/2027.42/98657/JAS003209.pdf)
Quote from: Chelagoras The Lust-Driven Dickwolf on June 14, 2014, 07:07:30 PM
Been in one of my sadsack moods lately. I busted up my leg, had my car break down and caught a sinus infection all in the same week and now i cant seem to motivate myself to do much in the way of being useful, and I also can't seem to let myself enjoy hanging around my parents house with all this free time, so i've kinda isolated myself in my room and to a greater extent inside my own head.
Sorry you got hit with that all at once, that's rough.
I offer LOLCAT puns to help boost your mood.
(https://i.chzbgr.com/maxW500/8212481024/h40B72CAC/)
Quote from: LuciferX on June 14, 2014, 07:52:14 PM
Here's something to chew on: The acoustic emissions of cavitation bubbles in stretched vortices
QuotePairs of unequal strength, counter-rotating vortices were produced in order to examine the inception, dynamics, and acoustic emission of cavitation bubbles in rapidly stretching vortices. The acoustic signatures of these cavitation bubbles were characterized during their inception, growth, and collapse. Growing and collapsing bubbles often produced a sharp, broadband, pop sound. The spectrum of these bubbles, and the peak resonant frequency can generally be related to quiescent flow bubble dynamics and corresponding resonant frequencies. However, some elongated cavitation bubbles produced a short tonal burst, or chirp, with frequencies on the order of a few kilohertz. Theses frequencies are too low to be related to resonant frequencies of a bubble in a quiescent flow. Instead, the frequency content of the acoustic signal during bubble inception and growth is related to the volumetric oscillations of the bubble while it interacted with vortical flow that surrounds the bubble (i.e., the resonant frequency of the vortex-bubble system). A relationship was determined between the observed peak frequency of the oscillations, the highly stretched vortex properties, and the water nuclei content. It was found that different cavitation spectra could relate to different flow and fluid properties and therefore would not scale in the same manner.
V C 2011 Acoustical Society of America. [DOI: 10.1121/1.3626121]
http://deepblue.lib.umich.edu/bitstream/handle/2027.42/98657/JAS003209.pdf (http://deepblue.lib.umich.edu/bitstream/handle/2027.42/98657/JAS003209.pdf)
Right, i understood that. WHO SAYS I DIDNT?! :argh!:
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 15, 2014, 12:56:36 AM
Quote from: Chelagoras The Lust-Driven Dickwolf on June 14, 2014, 07:07:30 PM
Been in one of my sadsack moods lately. I busted up my leg, had my car break down and caught a sinus infection all in the same week and now i cant seem to motivate myself to do much in the way of being useful, and I also can't seem to let myself enjoy hanging around my parents house with all this free time, so i've kinda isolated myself in my room and to a greater extent inside my own head.
Sorry you got hit with that all at once, that's rough.
I offer LOLCAT puns to help boost your mood.
(https://i.chzbgr.com/maxW500/8212481024/h40B72CAC/)
:lulz: now thats the stuff
Crashed my car. Probably not gonna be worth repairing, so I'm buying my cousin's old car. Have to miss a day of work to hit up the DMV, when I was supposed to be starting a new task at work this week.
Could have been 100x worse, I'm totally fine, etc. But like, god damn it, you know?
Quote from: Cainad (dec.) on June 15, 2014, 02:41:01 AM
Crashed my car. Probably not gonna be worth repairing, so I'm buying my cousin's old car. Have to miss a day of work to hit up the DMV, when I was supposed to be starting a new task at work this week.
Could have been 100x worse, I'm totally fine, etc. But like, god damn it, you know?
Tucson says "HERRO" to both of you geniuses. :lulz:
Quote from: Chelagoras The Lust-Driven Dickwolf on June 14, 2014, 07:07:30 PM
Been in one of my sadsack moods lately. I busted up my leg, had my car break down and caught a sinus infection all in the same week and now i cant seem to motivate myself to do much in the way of being useful, and I also can't seem to let myself enjoy hanging around my parents house with all this free time, so i've kinda isolated myself in my room and to a greater extent inside my own head.
Aw, I'm sorry! I hope things start going better soon.
Quote from: Alty on June 13, 2014, 11:30:59 PM
I am starting to level out, I think. Still with the mood swings, but they are less violent. Especially when I remember that me and other humans do not mix well. Best to keep distance.
Been studing anatomy and physiology with free time and reading about the Renessaince. Someday I may even have something worthwhile to say.
A&P is a good use of time! That shit is HARD. I hope the mood swings keep evening out.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 15, 2014, 12:56:36 AM
Quote from: Chelagoras The Lust-Driven Dickwolf on June 14, 2014, 07:07:30 PM
Been in one of my sadsack moods lately. I busted up my leg, had my car break down and caught a sinus infection all in the same week and now i cant seem to motivate myself to do much in the way of being useful, and I also can't seem to let myself enjoy hanging around my parents house with all this free time, so i've kinda isolated myself in my room and to a greater extent inside my own head.
Sorry you got hit with that all at once, that's rough.
I offer LOLCAT puns to help boost your mood.
(https://i.chzbgr.com/maxW500/8212481024/h40B72CAC/)
:lulz: You oughtta post this in Pussy Shots.
Quote from: Cainad (dec.) on June 15, 2014, 02:41:01 AM
Crashed my car. Probably not gonna be worth repairing, so I'm buying my cousin's old car. Have to miss a day of work to hit up the DMV, when I was supposed to be starting a new task at work this week.
Could have been 100x worse, I'm totally fine, etc. But like, god damn it, you know?
Oh hot geez damn. I'm glad you're not hurt, at least!
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 02:46:22 AM
Quote from: Cainad (dec.) on June 15, 2014, 02:41:01 AM
Crashed my car. Probably not gonna be worth repairing, so I'm buying my cousin's old car. Have to miss a day of work to hit up the DMV, when I was supposed to be starting a new task at work this week.
Could have been 100x worse, I'm totally fine, etc. But like, god damn it, you know?
Tucson says "HERRO" to both of you geniuses. :lulz:
:horrormirth:
Quote from: Cainad (dec.) on June 15, 2014, 02:41:01 AM
Crashed my car. Probably not gonna be worth repairing, so I'm buying my cousin's old car. Have to miss a day of work to hit up the DMV, when I was supposed to be starting a new task at work this week.
Could have been 100x worse, I'm totally fine, etc. But like, god damn it, you know?
Glad you're okay, man.
Quote from: Cainad (dec.) on June 15, 2014, 02:41:01 AM
Crashed my car. Probably not gonna be worth repairing, so I'm buying my cousin's old car. Have to miss a day of work to hit up the DMV, when I was supposed to be starting a new task at work this week.
Could have been 100x worse, I'm totally fine, etc. But like, god damn it, you know?
That sucks man. Hope that pans out for ya soon
Urgh. My workplace is quickly becoming unbearable. Unusually, not due to the best efforts of my so-called co-workers*, but due to the intolerable heat of the place, combined with general understaffing and bad decision making. When you have someone who is the perfect storm of "weight bearing capability and mobility", "terrible lack of balance" and "dementia-caused cognitive processing problems", and you have exactly 3 members of staff for him and the other 19 people on the floor, one of whom is in the process of slowly but surely dying, you're going to have a real bad time.
In other news, I've finally been assigned a department (security and defence issues) and given a manual by my think tank, who had been curiously silent in the last few weeks since making me my job offer. I suppose that means I will actually have to do some work in the upcoming weeks. Oh, and a video conference with the executive director, for some reason.
*two lies in a single, co-joined word is fairly impressive.
Quote from: Cain on June 15, 2014, 02:15:45 PM
Urgh. My workplace is quickly becoming unbearable. Unusually, not due to the best efforts of my so-called co-workers*, but due to the intolerable heat of the place, combined with general understaffing and bad decision making. When you have someone who is the perfect storm of "weight bearing capability and mobility", "terrible lack of balance" and "dementia-caused cognitive processing problems", and you have exactly 3 members of staff for him and the other 19 people on the floor, one of whom is in the process of slowly but surely dying, you're going to have a real bad time.
In other news, I've finally been assigned a department (security and defence issues) and given a manual by my think tank, who had been curiously silent in the last few weeks since making me my job offer. I suppose that means I will actually have to do some work in the upcoming weeks. Oh, and a video conference with the executive director, for some reason.
*two lies in a single, co-joined word is fairly impressive.
It SURE is. It makes the non-alcoholic lunch hour seem an unrighteous deprivation.
Quote from: Cain on June 15, 2014, 02:15:45 PM
Urgh. My workplace is quickly becoming unbearable. Unusually, not due to the best efforts of my so-called co-workers*, but due to the intolerable heat of the place, combined with general understaffing and bad decision making. When you have someone who is the perfect storm of "weight bearing capability and mobility", "terrible lack of balance" and "dementia-caused cognitive processing problems", and you have exactly 3 members of staff for him and the other 19 people on the floor, one of whom is in the process of slowly but surely dying, you're going to have a real bad time.
In other news, I've finally been assigned a department (security and defence issues) and given a manual by my think tank, who had been curiously silent in the last few weeks since making me my job offer. I suppose that means I will actually have to do some work in the upcoming weeks. Oh, and a video conference with the executive director, for some reason.
*two lies in a single, co-joined word is fairly impressive.
The latter part of your post is awesome! Less so the former part, ugh.
Thanks, yeah.
Hopefully, I wont be at the other place much longer. I put in an application for a serious job I actually want in London, and I've got an interview for more...civilised work in the meantime.
I don't know if I mentioned what I did with my day yesterday (I was pretty burnt out) but yesterday I went to Eugene for the Ford Family Foundation banquet and orientation to my scholarship. I'm stoked... they are going to fund me for summer, I just need to email them. While I was there my dryer broke again, so I'm pretty happy they're funding me! New appliances is not what I wanted to use my scholarship on but it's better than having no dryer.
I took an oath of conduct. They aren't fucking around with this stuff. Integrity, community-building, etc. Luckily it's all values already in alignment with my worldview. Also, Kenneth and Hallie Ford were awesome... I never knew that much about them.
Then I came home and made waffles for dinner. The kids were like, hallelujah!
Also, on the way home my carpool stopped at McDonald's and I got a Bacon Buffalo Ranch McChicken because it sounds like a seizure. Kinda tasted like one, too.
Quote from: Cain on June 15, 2014, 03:28:38 PM
Thanks, yeah.
Hopefully, I wont be at the other place much longer. I put in an application for a serious job I actually want in London, and I've got an interview for more...civilised work in the meantime.
Thank fuck. While I respect that you are able and willing to do caregiving work, you seem more like a suit-and-tie kind of guy.
I keep confusing the Ford Family Foundation with the Ford Foundation.
I think you should capitalise on that confusion. It will make tinfoil hatters angry and shouty.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 15, 2014, 03:44:26 PM
Quote from: Cain on June 15, 2014, 03:28:38 PM
Thanks, yeah.
Hopefully, I wont be at the other place much longer. I put in an application for a serious job I actually want in London, and I've got an interview for more...civilised work in the meantime.
Thank fuck. While I respect that you are able and willing to do caregiving work, you seem more like a suit-and-tie kind of guy.
Yeah, I'm not a huge fan of being up to my elbows in excrement and piss-soaked sheets every night either.
I mean, that's why I decided to never reproduce, so I could avoid all that nonsense.
Quote from: Cain on June 15, 2014, 03:48:02 PM
I keep confusing the Ford Family Foundation with the Ford Foundation.
I think you should capitalise on that confusion. It will make tinfoil hatters angry and shouty.
Peace.
To the contrary, space/time may sabotage us. Instead of spouting who's right and who's wrong, we could just admit that it's ALL conceivable, accordingly.
It may only appear eccentric from the lower levels. *dunno* It's exhausting, nonetheless.
Quote from: Cain on June 15, 2014, 03:48:02 PM
I keep confusing the Ford Family Foundation with the Ford Foundation.
I think you should capitalise on that confusion. It will make tinfoil hatters angry and shouty.
I wasn't clear on the distinction until I looked it up, actually. Ford Family = Oregon timber barons/philanthropists.
And I like the way you think.
Quote from: Cain on June 15, 2014, 03:48:02 PM
I keep confusing the Ford Family Foundation with the Ford Foundation.
I think you should capitalise on that confusion. It will make tinfoil hatters angry and shouty.
Cain is a genius. :lulz:
Haha...
TGRR just discovered this?
Happy Father's day to all the PD father's.
Highlights of last night in little mexico:
Me,my brother, and Godfather drowned a whole bottle of tequila by ourselves. Something like 6-7 shots in a hour period . Godfather fell asleep on the chair, my brother had a terrible ending, I just laughed and laughed as it had little effect on me.
My dad just danced and danced and danced all night with my mom. Went on a drunk beer run 30 mins before the Jewish store cranks up the price of booze last minute. Everyone has more beer I have a total of 10 more beers after all the tequila. 3 more hours of continuous drunk dancing. Music ends because it's morning. Neighbors realize they have children, and they need to go home. 4 hours later everyone is eating breakfast, and washing dishes, and watching soccer. It's like NOTHING happened!
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 15, 2014, 06:17:29 PM
Happy Father's day to all the PD father's.
Highlights of last night in little mexico:
Me,my brother, and Godfather drowned a whole bottle of tequila by ourselves. Something like 6-7 shots in a hour period . Godfather fell asleep on the chair, my brother had a terrible ending, I just laughed and laughed as it had little effect on me.
My dad just danced and danced and danced all night with my mom. Went on a drunk beer run 30 mins before the Jewish store cranks up the price of booze last minute. Everyone has more beer I have a total of 10 more beers after all the tequila. 3 more hours of continuous drunk dancing. Music ends because it's morning. Neighbors realize they have children, and they need to go home. 4 hours later everyone is eating breakfast, and washing dishes, and watching soccer. It's like NOTHING happened!
That sounds rather fantastic, really.
I'm at work. :rogpipe:
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 07:34:41 PM
I'm at work. :rogpipe:
WTF? It's not only Sunday, it's FATHER'S DAY. What did the bastards do this time?
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 15, 2014, 07:36:00 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 07:34:41 PM
I'm at work. :rogpipe:
WTF? It's not only Sunday, it's FATHER'S DAY. What did the bastards do this time?
Well, the ball mill that keeps doing weird shit? ALL THE BRICK LINING FELL OUT. That was part of the reason for the delay on my trip. And while I have an I&E guy doing hole watch, a confined space entry means the maintenance supervisor has to be on site.
So I'm sitting in my office fucking off.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 07:38:04 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 15, 2014, 07:36:00 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 07:34:41 PM
I'm at work. :rogpipe:
WTF? It's not only Sunday, it's FATHER'S DAY. What did the bastards do this time?
Well, the ball mill that keeps doing weird shit? ALL THE BRICK LINING FELL OUT. That was part of the reason for the delay on my trip. And while I have an I&E guy doing hole watch, a confined space entry means the maintenance supervisor has to be on site.
So I'm sitting in my office fucking off.
That ball mill. :horrormirth:
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 15, 2014, 07:38:58 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 07:38:04 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 15, 2014, 07:36:00 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 07:34:41 PM
I'm at work. :rogpipe:
WTF? It's not only Sunday, it's FATHER'S DAY. What did the bastards do this time?
Well, the ball mill that keeps doing weird shit? ALL THE BRICK LINING FELL OUT. That was part of the reason for the delay on my trip. And while I have an I&E guy doing hole watch, a confined space entry means the maintenance supervisor has to be on site.
So I'm sitting in my office fucking off.
That ball mill. :horrormirth:
55,000 kilograms of bricks is one hell of a mess.
Yes, please, follow me outside where I go to drink my 1st cup of tea in peace to tell me about your dream. Do that, I want to know ALLLLLLL about your super interesting dream. Really.
No, really.
Oh, and how you slept. And what kind of food you have in the back of your teeth. And maybe touch on your existential crisis. In fact, just unload your thoughts as they arrive in your head. Think of me as a sort of waste recepticle.
:murder:
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 07:39:29 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 15, 2014, 07:38:58 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 07:38:04 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 15, 2014, 07:36:00 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 07:34:41 PM
I'm at work. :rogpipe:
WTF? It's not only Sunday, it's FATHER'S DAY. What did the bastards do this time?
Well, the ball mill that keeps doing weird shit? ALL THE BRICK LINING FELL OUT. That was part of the reason for the delay on my trip. And while I have an I&E guy doing hole watch, a confined space entry means the maintenance supervisor has to be on site.
So I'm sitting in my office fucking off.
That ball mill. :horrormirth:
55,000 kilograms of bricks is one hell of a mess.
That shit's crazy.
The place you work is crazy.
Also, Tucson.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 15, 2014, 07:40:09 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 07:39:29 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 15, 2014, 07:38:58 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 07:38:04 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 15, 2014, 07:36:00 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 07:34:41 PM
I'm at work. :rogpipe:
WTF? It's not only Sunday, it's FATHER'S DAY. What did the bastards do this time?
Well, the ball mill that keeps doing weird shit? ALL THE BRICK LINING FELL OUT. That was part of the reason for the delay on my trip. And while I have an I&E guy doing hole watch, a confined space entry means the maintenance supervisor has to be on site.
So I'm sitting in my office fucking off.
That ball mill. :horrormirth:
55,000 kilograms of bricks is one hell of a mess.
That shit's crazy.
The place you work is crazy.
Also, Tucson.
You're right, you know. This place isn't inhabitable.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 07:39:29 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 15, 2014, 07:38:58 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 07:38:04 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 15, 2014, 07:36:00 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 07:34:41 PM
I'm at work. :rogpipe:
WTF? It's not only Sunday, it's FATHER'S DAY. What did the bastards do this time?
Well, the ball mill that keeps doing weird shit? ALL THE BRICK LINING FELL OUT. That was part of the reason for the delay on my trip. And while I have an I&E guy doing hole watch, a confined space entry means the maintenance supervisor has to be on site.
So I'm sitting in my office fucking off.
That ball mill. :horrormirth:
55,000 kilograms of bricks is one hell of a mess.
How does anything have that many bricks?
Quote from: Alty on June 15, 2014, 07:39:56 PM
Yes, please, follow me outside where I go to drink my 1st cup of tea in peace to tell me about your dream. Do that, I want to know ALLLLLLL about your super interesting dream. Really.
No, really.
Oh, and how you slept. And what kind of food you have in the back of your teeth. And maybe touch on your existential crisis. In fact, just unload your thoughts as they arrive in your head. Think of me as a sort of waste recepticle.
:murder:
???
Quote from: Alty on June 15, 2014, 07:40:50 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 07:39:29 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 15, 2014, 07:38:58 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 07:38:04 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 15, 2014, 07:36:00 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 07:34:41 PM
I'm at work. :rogpipe:
WTF? It's not only Sunday, it's FATHER'S DAY. What did the bastards do this time?
Well, the ball mill that keeps doing weird shit? ALL THE BRICK LINING FELL OUT. That was part of the reason for the delay on my trip. And while I have an I&E guy doing hole watch, a confined space entry means the maintenance supervisor has to be on site.
So I'm sitting in my office fucking off.
That ball mill. :horrormirth:
55,000 kilograms of bricks is one hell of a mess.
How does anything have that many bricks?
Well, they're extremely dense bricks, and this fucking thing is HUGE.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 07:41:00 PM
Quote from: Alty on June 15, 2014, 07:39:56 PM
Yes, please, follow me outside where I go to drink my 1st cup of tea in peace to tell me about your dream. Do that, I want to know ALLLLLLL about your super interesting dream. Really.
No, really.
Oh, and how you slept. And what kind of food you have in the back of your teeth. And maybe touch on your existential crisis. In fact, just unload your thoughts as they arrive in your head. Think of me as a sort of waste recepticle.
:murder:
???
I have taken to going outside for me 1st cup since saying things like "I dont like to chit chat 1st thing in the morning" has no effect. Am now constructing a rocket ship.
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I'm at work. :rogpipe:
WTF? It's not only Sunday, it's FATHER'S DAY. What did the bastards do this time?
Well, the ball mill that keeps doing weird shit? ALL THE BRICK LINING FELL OUT. That was part of the reason for the delay on my trip. And while I have an I&E guy doing hole watch, a confined space entry means the maintenance supervisor has to be on site.
So I'm sitting in my office fucking off.
That ball mill. :horrormirth:
55,000 kilograms of bricks is one hell of a mess.
How does anything have that many bricks?
Well, they're extremely dense bricks, and this fucking thing is HUGE.
How is it they fall out?
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I'm at work. :rogpipe:
WTF? It's not only Sunday, it's FATHER'S DAY. What did the bastards do this time?
Well, the ball mill that keeps doing weird shit? ALL THE BRICK LINING FELL OUT. That was part of the reason for the delay on my trip. And while I have an I&E guy doing hole watch, a confined space entry means the maintenance supervisor has to be on site.
So I'm sitting in my office fucking off.
That ball mill. :horrormirth:
55,000 kilograms of bricks is one hell of a mess.
How does anything have that many bricks?
Well, they're extremely dense bricks, and this fucking thing is HUGE.
How is it they fall out?
The epoxy that holds them in place is good for 8 years. No bastard felt the need to document that.
Mill is 15 years old.
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I'm at work. :rogpipe:
WTF? It's not only Sunday, it's FATHER'S DAY. What did the bastards do this time?
Well, the ball mill that keeps doing weird shit? ALL THE BRICK LINING FELL OUT. That was part of the reason for the delay on my trip. And while I have an I&E guy doing hole watch, a confined space entry means the maintenance supervisor has to be on site.
So I'm sitting in my office fucking off.
That ball mill. :horrormirth:
55,000 kilograms of bricks is one hell of a mess.
How does anything have that many bricks?
Well, they're extremely dense bricks, and this fucking thing is HUGE.
How is it they fall out?
The epoxy that holds them in place is good for 8 years. No bastard felt the need to document that.
Mill is 15 years old.
Wow. :lol:
I have been experimenting with dropping grudgea. I simply don't care anymore about a great deal of shit. So far this has resulted with significant improvements in the relationship between me and The Boy's mother, which is rad.
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I have been experimenting with dropping grudgea. I simply don't care anymore about a great deal of shit. So far this has resulted with significant improvements in the relationship between me and The Boy's mother, which is rad.
Remember my story "The Basement"?
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I have been experimenting with dropping grudgea. I simply don't care anymore about a great deal of shit. So far this has resulted with significant improvements in the relationship between me and The Boy's mother, which is rad.
Remember my story "The Basement"?
I don't, link? Or I can probably hunt it down.
Quote from: Alty on June 15, 2014, 07:39:56 PM
Yes, please, follow me outside where I go to drink my 1st cup of tea in peace to tell me about your dream. Do that, I want to know ALLLLLLL about your super interesting dream. Really.
No, really.
Oh, and how you slept. And what kind of food you have in the back of your teeth. And maybe touch on your existential crisis. In fact, just unload your thoughts as they arrive in your head. Think of me as a sort of waste recepticle.
:murder:
"I'm sorry, but I like to drink my morning tea in solitude. It's sort of my morning grounding ritual. Is this where you like to go in the morning? If so I can find another spot".
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I'm at work. :rogpipe:
WTF? It's not only Sunday, it's FATHER'S DAY. What did the bastards do this time?
Well, the ball mill that keeps doing weird shit? ALL THE BRICK LINING FELL OUT. That was part of the reason for the delay on my trip. And while I have an I&E guy doing hole watch, a confined space entry means the maintenance supervisor has to be on site.
So I'm sitting in my office fucking off.
That ball mill. :horrormirth:
55,000 kilograms of bricks is one hell of a mess.
How does anything have that many bricks?
Well, they're extremely dense bricks, and this fucking thing is HUGE.
How is it they fall out?
The epoxy that holds them in place is good for 8 years. No bastard felt the need to document that.
Mill is 15 years old.
It really is just a matter of time until something goes terribly wrong there. I'm guessing by the end of the year.
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Yes, please, follow me outside where I go to drink my 1st cup of tea in peace to tell me about your dream. Do that, I want to know ALLLLLLL about your super interesting dream. Really.
No, really.
Oh, and how you slept. And what kind of food you have in the back of your teeth. And maybe touch on your existential crisis. In fact, just unload your thoughts as they arrive in your head. Think of me as a sort of waste recepticle.
:murder:
???
I have taken to going outside for me 1st cup since saying things like "I dont like to chit chat 1st thing in the morning" has no effect. Am now constructing a rocket ship.
Also try "Can you leave me alone? I'm not ready to be social this early" and "I came outside to be by myself, if you don't mind".
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I'm at work. :rogpipe:
WTF? It's not only Sunday, it's FATHER'S DAY. What did the bastards do this time?
Well, the ball mill that keeps doing weird shit? ALL THE BRICK LINING FELL OUT. That was part of the reason for the delay on my trip. And while I have an I&E guy doing hole watch, a confined space entry means the maintenance supervisor has to be on site.
So I'm sitting in my office fucking off.
That ball mill. :horrormirth:
55,000 kilograms of bricks is one hell of a mess.
How does anything have that many bricks?
Well, they're extremely dense bricks, and this fucking thing is HUGE.
How is it they fall out?
The epoxy that holds them in place is good for 8 years. No bastard felt the need to document that.
Mill is 15 years old.
Gosh, I wonder if the lifespan of this glue is important? Nahhhh.
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Yes, please, follow me outside where I go to drink my 1st cup of tea in peace to tell me about your dream. Do that, I want to know ALLLLLLL about your super interesting dream. Really.
No, really.
Oh, and how you slept. And what kind of food you have in the back of your teeth. And maybe touch on your existential crisis. In fact, just unload your thoughts as they arrive in your head. Think of me as a sort of waste recepticle.
:murder:
???
I have taken to going outside for me 1st cup since saying things like "I dont like to chit chat 1st thing in the morning" has no effect. Am now constructing a rocket ship.
Also try "Can you leave me alone? I'm not ready to be social this early" and "I came outside to be by myself, if you don't mind".
I will try it.
:lol: Maybe I'll try writing it down and reading it aloud when the time comes and avoid the swift and nasty current of my morning mind.
I, too, am profoundly antisocial in the morning. I have taken to being even more brutally direct than usual. I've learned that extroverts don't really understand how to translate statements about my preferences or desires into a change in their behavior, nor does lack of response tip them off, so I can't just say "I prefer to be left alone in the morning" or "I find history mind-numbingly boring", I have to say "I want you to leave me alone in the morning" and "stop talking to me about history".
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Yes, please, follow me outside where I go to drink my 1st cup of tea in peace to tell me about your dream. Do that, I want to know ALLLLLLL about your super interesting dream. Really.
No, really.
Oh, and how you slept. And what kind of food you have in the back of your teeth. And maybe touch on your existential crisis. In fact, just unload your thoughts as they arrive in your head. Think of me as a sort of waste recepticle.
:murder:
???
I have taken to going outside for me 1st cup since saying things like "I dont like to chit chat 1st thing in the morning" has no effect. Am now constructing a rocket ship.
Also try "Can you leave me alone? I'm not ready to be social this early" and "I came outside to be by myself, if you don't mind".
I will try it.
:lol: Maybe I'll try writing it down and reading it aloud when the time comes and avoid the swift and nasty current of my morning mind.
You could write it down and hand it to them. Or have cards made. :lol:
I would bet money no-one's even thought about the glue in any way until it failed. It's glue. You glue something and it stays glued, right?
No.
Probably worth mentioning, though you've probably already considered it - check any historical welding work. Recent stuff will probably be fine, but fuck knows who's dicked about there in the past. Nice important busywork for your new lackey apprentice slave bootlicker cabin boy
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Yes, please, follow me outside where I go to drink my 1st cup of tea in peace to tell me about your dream. Do that, I want to know ALLLLLLL about your super interesting dream. Really.
No, really.
Oh, and how you slept. And what kind of food you have in the back of your teeth. And maybe touch on your existential crisis. In fact, just unload your thoughts as they arrive in your head. Think of me as a sort of waste recepticle.
:murder:
???
I have taken to going outside for me 1st cup since saying things like "I dont like to chit chat 1st thing in the morning" has no effect. Am now constructing a rocket ship.
Also try "Can you leave me alone? I'm not ready to be social this early" and "I came outside to be by myself, if you don't mind".
I will try it.
:lol: Maybe I'll try writing it down and reading it aloud when the time comes and avoid the swift and nasty current of my morning mind.
You could write it down and hand it to them. Or have cards made. :lol:
Ooh, yeah. They could be both exceptionally polite and blunt.
"Please don't speak to me right now. Your cooperation in this matter will be appreciated and will save you from a potential decaption/verbal equivlilent. Thank you."
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Yes, please, follow me outside where I go to drink my 1st cup of tea in peace to tell me about your dream. Do that, I want to know ALLLLLLL about your super interesting dream. Really.
No, really.
Oh, and how you slept. And what kind of food you have in the back of your teeth. And maybe touch on your existential crisis. In fact, just unload your thoughts as they arrive in your head. Think of me as a sort of waste recepticle.
:murder:
???
I have taken to going outside for me 1st cup since saying things like "I dont like to chit chat 1st thing in the morning" has no effect. Am now constructing a rocket ship.
Also try "Can you leave me alone? I'm not ready to be social this early" and "I came outside to be by myself, if you don't mind".
I will try it.
:lol: Maybe I'll try writing it down and reading it aloud when the time comes and avoid the swift and nasty current of my morning mind.
You could write it down and hand it to them. Or have cards made. :lol:
Ooh, yeah. They could be both exceptionally polite and blunt.
"Please don't speak to me right now. Your cooperation in this matter will be appreciated and will save you from a potential decaption/verbal equivlilent. Thank you."
I had some made using a stock Vistaprint image that say "Stop talking." They're very nice.
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:lulz:
Good news: my grandfather's cancer is gone.
Bad news: my aunt is dying from cancer.
That leaves me, my uncle, my sister and my cousin on my father's side.
I've been visiting everyone this weekend. My mind is shot.
Fuck man, hope shit improves.
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I have been experimenting with dropping grudgea. I simply don't care anymore about a great deal of shit. So far this has resulted with significant improvements in the relationship between me and The Boy's mother, which is rad.
Remember my story "The Basement"?
I don't, link? Or I can probably hunt it down.
http://www.principiadiscordia.com/forum/index.php?topic=34048.0
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I have been experimenting with dropping grudgea. I simply don't care anymore about a great deal of shit. So far this has resulted with significant improvements in the relationship between me and The Boy's mother, which is rad.
Remember my story "The Basement"?
I don't, link? Or I can probably hunt it down.
http://www.principiadiscordia.com/forum/index.php?topic=34048.0
Woah. That was really great and perfect timing. Thanks.
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I have been experimenting with dropping grudgea. I simply don't care anymore about a great deal of shit. So far this has resulted with significant improvements in the relationship between me and The Boy's mother, which is rad.
Remember my story "The Basement"?
I don't, link? Or I can probably hunt it down.
http://www.principiadiscordia.com/forum/index.php?topic=34048.0
Woah. That was really great and perfect timing. Thanks.
Any time.
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I have been experimenting with dropping grudgea. I simply don't care anymore about a great deal of shit. So far this has resulted with significant improvements in the relationship between me and The Boy's mother, which is rad.
Remember my story "The Basement"?
I don't, link? Or I can probably hunt it down.
http://www.principiadiscordia.com/forum/index.php?topic=34048.0
Woah. That was really great and perfect timing. Thanks.
Any time.
It feels good to shut out all those groaning voices and grey hands.
I wish admins could use the ignore feature.
PD is not my favorite place at the moment.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 09:39:36 PM
I wish admins could use the ignore feature.
PD is not my favorite place at the moment.
I have figured that one noob is a wash.
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I wish admins could use the ignore feature.
PD is not my favorite place at the moment.
I have figured that one noob is a wash.
Yeah, but it's like having a very loud po'bucker following you around screaming inane shit at you. I've been getting ready to do more work on LDW, but the level of ME ME ME ME and Pointless confrontational retard throws me off my game.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 09:39:36 PM
I wish admins could use the ignore feature.
PD is not my favorite place at the moment.
Does it make you wanna get up off your arse and do something, um, like... cut the grass, wash the dish, make your own bed? :lulz:
I suppose any noob block wouldn't help.
There's still no beer here.
See what I mean? Loud and kinda dumb. And a little obsessed.
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See what I mean? Loud and kinda dumb. And a little obsessed.
Yes. But they never have stamina. Just a matter of time.
Meanwhile, giving a fuck about things is rad, feels good to be here.
Why does quinua smell like feet?
Quote from: Allfader Waffles on June 15, 2014, 08:38:29 PM
Good news: my grandfather's cancer is gone.
Bad news: my aunt is dying from cancer.
That leaves me, my uncle, my sister and my cousin on my father's side.
I've been visiting everyone this weekend. My mind is shot.
Glad to hear about your grandfather, sorry to hear about your aunt. :(
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 15, 2014, 09:39:36 PM
I wish admins could use the ignore feature.
PD is not my favorite place at the moment.
Yeah, that's gotta suck, I'm sorry. :| It'll probably go away eventually.
Quote from: Alty on June 15, 2014, 11:05:31 PM
Why does quinua smell like feet?
Sorry about that. :oops:
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Thanks, yeah.
Hopefully, I wont be at the other place much longer. I put in an application for a serious job I actually want in London, and I've got an interview for more...civilised work in the meantime.
I hope you land an excellent job with all the trimmings. You've been dealing with bullshit far too long, man.
Quote from: Allfader Waffles on June 15, 2014, 08:38:29 PM
Good news: my grandfather's cancer is gone.
Bad news: my aunt is dying from cancer.
That leaves me, my uncle, my sister and my cousin on my father's side.
I've been visiting everyone this weekend. My mind is shot.
What a roller-coaster.
Had a reenactment of a medieval to late Renaissance Italian palio (civic competition) this weekend. It was the most ridiculous fun I've ever had at one of my events in years. We rolled barrels, slung a wheel of cheese to a target, paraded through the streets and had people on horseback throwing javelins at a target. My contrada came in 2nd, which is worse than any other lower place, because that means we ALMOST got first, and therefore suck the hardest. :lulz:
Quote from: The Suu on June 16, 2014, 02:55:53 AM
Had a reenactment of a medieval to late Renaissance Italian palio (civic competition) this weekend. It was the most ridiculous fun I've ever had at one of my events in years. We rolled barrels, slung a wheel of cheese to a target, paraded through the streets and had people on horseback throwing javelins at a target. My contrada came in 2nd, which is worse than any other lower place, because that means we ALMOST got first, and therefore suck the hardest. :lulz:
I don't think 2nd place means what you think it means. Congrats on what sounds like a kick-ass time!
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Quote from: Allfader Waffles on June 15, 2014, 08:38:29 PM
Good news: my grandfather's cancer is gone.
Bad news: my aunt is dying from cancer.
That leaves me, my uncle, my sister and my cousin on my father's side.
I've been visiting everyone this weekend. My mind is shot.
:sad:I feel you man. two of my uncles are in a similar way. Hope everything works out for you.
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Quote from: The Suu on June 16, 2014, 02:55:53 AM
Had a reenactment of a medieval to late Renaissance Italian palio (civic competition) this weekend. It was the most ridiculous fun I've ever had at one of my events in years. We rolled barrels, slung a wheel of cheese to a target, paraded through the streets and had people on horseback throwing javelins at a target. My contrada came in 2nd, which is worse than any other lower place, because that means we ALMOST got first, and therefore suck the hardest. :lulz:
I don't think 2nd place means what you think it means. Congrats on what sounds like a kick-ass time!
No, that's what it is. 2nd place is the 1st loser. Was my team mad? Nah, it was a lot of fun. But in Italy today and back then? Horrible. I think this may go back to the Greek theatre festivals, because even at the City Dionysia if you won, you were awesome, if you got 2nd, you were insulted and that was terrible. This is why us Mediterranean folks have huge egos that are crushed easily. :lulz:
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That's a beautiful essence with an asphalt strength dose of morning coffee. Thank you for sharing it.
Just bought the textbook for my IP Law class. It's softbound and cost approximately a dollar a page.
I feel like that was the first lesson...
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Just bought the textbook for my IP Law class. It's softbound and cost approximately a dollar a page.
I feel like that was the first lesson...
Unmistakably Understood.
Google books are sometimes free to download and if you'd like a few sites I've found, PM me or point me to an appropriate thread.
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 16, 2014, 03:28:00 PM
Just bought the textbook for my IP Law class. It's softbound and cost approximately a dollar a page.
I feel like that was the first lesson...
I wonder how many people will come to class with a torrented copy on their computers.
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Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 16, 2014, 03:28:00 PM
Just bought the textbook for my IP Law class. It's softbound and cost approximately a dollar a page.
I feel like that was the first lesson...
I wonder how many people will come to class with a torrented copy on their computers.
The second lesson is - it was out of date at time of publication :wink:
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Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 16, 2014, 03:47:33 PM
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 16, 2014, 03:28:00 PM
Just bought the textbook for my IP Law class. It's softbound and cost approximately a dollar a page.
I feel like that was the first lesson...
I wonder how many people will come to class with a torrented copy on their computers.
The second lesson is - it was out of date at time of publication :wink:
The third is - you are currently working on writing the next one :wink:
*sighs at stupidity of potential customer*
:nope:
:enough:
I'm not going to miss this. Nope.
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*sighs at stupidity of potential customer*
:nope:
:enough:
I'm not going to miss this. Nope.
http://clientsfromhell.net/
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Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 16, 2014, 03:28:00 PM
Just bought the textbook for my IP Law class. It's softbound and cost approximately a dollar a page.
I feel like that was the first lesson...
I wonder how many people will come to class with a torrented copy on their computers.
The second lesson is - it was out of date at time of publication :wink:
The third is - you are currently working on writing the next one :wink:
There's not really much to it, right enough - ideas belong to the world...
... there. That was it!
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 16, 2014, 03:28:00 PM
Just bought the textbook for my IP Law class. It's softbound and cost approximately a dollar a page.
I feel like that was the first lesson...
:lulz: I feel a little bit that way about my Principles of Behavior Analysis book.
Also, I already bought my geology book, and they changed it, so I need a different one. :lol: Hazard of buying early, I guess.
Oh, and the kicker is, I could get a used copy for $50... without the access card, which of course is the part I actually need. :lol:
Just spent the last four days carting boxes and furniture up a narrow, crooked staircase. Then driving a couple of hours to get more furniture and boxes to repeat the torture.
Cleaner failed to appear for end-of-lease clean, so now we have a somewhat disgruntled landlady to work with. Told her we are happy to forfeit the bond for her to arrange cleaning, but she has very little time in the city when she comes to inspect, so would greatly prefer that we arrange it. Trying to leave on good terms, so frantically scrambling to arrange for house to look reasonable in the next couple of days.
Then we can settle in to the new place and relax, right?
The first thing I am doing is replacing that staircase and burning the old wood in a giant bonfire. Fuck those stairs.
Quote from: Pæs on June 16, 2014, 11:29:27 PM
The first thing I am doing is replacing that staircase and burning the old wood in a giant bonfire. Fuck those stairs.
:lulz: I, too, have a weird narrow staircase, but I kind of love it.
The first two steps are 10cm apart. The third step is 50cm from that. The fourth barely 20cm. This lack of pattern continues until the top. All of the steps are sloped forward as if it got halfway into deciding to convert into a slide and got stuck.
Quote from: Pæs on June 16, 2014, 11:42:43 PM
The first two steps are 10cm apart. The third step is 50cm from that. The fourth barely 20cm. This lack of pattern continues until the top. All of the steps are sloped forward as if it got halfway into deciding to convert into a slide and got stuck.
OK, mine is nowhere near that bad. That sounds... uniquely awful, or perhaps designed to deter invaders.
I think the latter.
The stairs at the back are paved with unfixed paving stones, which overhang the edge of the step somewhat, so when you stand on them the paving stones come free and throw you down the stairs.
I have some minor DIY skills but am intending to get out some carpentry landscapey books and MAKE HOUSE AMAZE.
Don't forget to stack any broken terra-cotta pots into piles, because voodoo :lulz:
So, I finished up my precalc, and my genetics for the moment, and went back to studying Irish.
I've come to the realization that I am am very American. This realization came about by slowing down and pronouncing Déardaoin (Thursday) appropriately. The switching between broad and slender consonants is difficult.
If you'd like to give it a go, it sounds like jayr-theen. the first d is pronounced against your gums behind your teeth so it sounds like j, but not quite, the first vowel sound is "ay", the r is tooth-tongue flap, the second d is tongue against teeth so it sounds like th is "this", but not quite. aoi sounds like ee. The last n is pronounced against the back gums, like it's the second n in the Spanish word nino/nina.
This language is horrible. I'm going to continue to study it regardless.
Quote from: Pæs on June 16, 2014, 11:50:50 PM
I think the latter.
The stairs at the back are paved with unfixed paving stones, which overhang the edge of the step somewhat, so when you stand on them the paving stones come free and throw you down the stairs.
OK, I just laughed, but honestly that sounds godawful! Also kind of amazing. Post new house/progress pics? I feel like it kind of deserves its own thread, and selfishly I want to know.
I'm oddly kind of curious about everyone's dwellings. I would love a "post where you live" thread because it adds so much context to people.
So I no longer have a Lean Body Mass of 240lbs (No fat) I now have 225lbs.
FUCK YOU CARDIO FUCK YOU! Using the measuring tape test. Time to lift heavy, and eat the bare minimum 1800 to shred this un-needed body fat.
I got a Navy thing on Friday in Boston. This is going to require him to be dressed pretty and that means I have to also dress pretty. Caveat is that it's on the USS Constitution, so heels are going to be a bad idea.
In other news, what are you Boston spags doing Friday?
My parents randomly called to say they were in Boston. Weird coincidence is weird.
Quote from: The Suu on June 17, 2014, 02:42:16 AM
I got a Navy thing on Friday in Boston. This is going to require him to be dressed pretty and that means I have to also dress pretty. Caveat is that it's on the USS Constitution, so heels are going to be a bad idea.
In other news, what are you Boston spags doing Friday?
Depends on two conditions:
a) what time on Friday and for how long
b) how many paid work hours I get in tomorrow, Wednesday, and Thursday.
and well, two other conditions:
c) I'm totally broke
d) I have Genetics until 2 pm. ETA: at Community College on the Orange Line, so +commute
It also occurs to me, that for the 32 years that I've spent as a resident of Massachusetts, I've never once been on the Constitution.
Which brings me a bit of shame every time she's brought up.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 17, 2014, 03:17:11 AM
Quote from: The Suu on June 17, 2014, 02:42:16 AM
I got a Navy thing on Friday in Boston. This is going to require him to be dressed pretty and that means I have to also dress pretty. Caveat is that it's on the USS Constitution, so heels are going to be a bad idea.
In other news, what are you Boston spags doing Friday?
Depends on two conditions:
a) what time on Friday and for how long
b) how many paid work hours I get in tomorrow, Wednesday, and Thursday.
and well, two other conditions:
c) I'm totally broke
d) I have Genetics until 2 pm. ETA: at Community College on the Orange Line, so +commute
We gotta be at the boat at 8am.
Yes, I'm not thrilled about that one. Nothing like driving into Hell on a Friday morning.
Quote from: The Suu on June 17, 2014, 03:26:27 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 17, 2014, 03:17:11 AM
Quote from: The Suu on June 17, 2014, 02:42:16 AM
I got a Navy thing on Friday in Boston. This is going to require him to be dressed pretty and that means I have to also dress pretty. Caveat is that it's on the USS Constitution, so heels are going to be a bad idea.
In other news, what are you Boston spags doing Friday?
Depends on two conditions:
a) what time on Friday and for how long
b) how many paid work hours I get in tomorrow, Wednesday, and Thursday.
and well, two other conditions:
c) I'm totally broke
d) I have Genetics until 2 pm. ETA: at Community College on the Orange Line, so +commute
We gotta be at the boat at 8am.
Yes, I'm not thrilled about that one. Nothing like driving into Hell on a Friday morning.
Ahhh, that conflicts with condition D, since Genetics starts at 9.
Xpost from Faceblog:
Somewhat difficult to imagine a scenario in which supervising the collection of rubbish from the apartment might go worse than it just did, while still resulting in the rubbish going away.
Smashed glass in lift foyer, left behind by removal guy. Furniture we included in quote not accounted for in space considerations so kicked to pieces in the main foyer to fit into the van. Horrified body corporate representatives onlooking for some of this. Figured best to let them finish the job rather than tell them to get lost with lift still full of trash.
So, um, if no angry emails are forthcoming I am going to pretend that none of that ever happened.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 17, 2014, 03:29:38 AM
Quote from: The Suu on June 17, 2014, 03:26:27 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 17, 2014, 03:17:11 AM
Quote from: The Suu on June 17, 2014, 02:42:16 AM
I got a Navy thing on Friday in Boston. This is going to require him to be dressed pretty and that means I have to also dress pretty. Caveat is that it's on the USS Constitution, so heels are going to be a bad idea.
In other news, what are you Boston spags doing Friday?
Depends on two conditions:
a) what time on Friday and for how long
b) how many paid work hours I get in tomorrow, Wednesday, and Thursday.
and well, two other conditions:
c) I'm totally broke
d) I have Genetics until 2 pm. ETA: at Community College on the Orange Line, so +commute
We gotta be at the boat at 8am.
Yes, I'm not thrilled about that one. Nothing like driving into Hell on a Friday morning.
Ahhh, that conflicts with condition D, since Genetics starts at 9.
On the bright side, I have an excuse to wear my vintage 50s cocktail dress with weird flats...because stilettos on a 235 year old boat is no.
Quote from: Pæs on June 17, 2014, 03:36:25 AM
Xpost from Faceblog:
Somewhat difficult to imagine a scenario in which supervising the collection of rubbish from the apartment might go worse than it just did, while still resulting in the rubbish going away.
Smashed glass in lift foyer, left behind by removal guy. Furniture we included in quote not accounted for in space considerations so kicked to pieces in the main foyer to fit into the van. Horrified body corporate representatives onlooking for some of this. Figured best to let them finish the job rather than tell them to get lost with lift still full of trash.
So, um, if no angry emails are forthcoming I am going to pretend that none of that ever happened.
:eek:
Quote from: The Suu on June 17, 2014, 03:37:55 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 17, 2014, 03:29:38 AM
Quote from: The Suu on June 17, 2014, 03:26:27 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 17, 2014, 03:17:11 AM
Quote from: The Suu on June 17, 2014, 02:42:16 AM
I got a Navy thing on Friday in Boston. This is going to require him to be dressed pretty and that means I have to also dress pretty. Caveat is that it's on the USS Constitution, so heels are going to be a bad idea.
In other news, what are you Boston spags doing Friday?
Depends on two conditions:
a) what time on Friday and for how long
b) how many paid work hours I get in tomorrow, Wednesday, and Thursday.
and well, two other conditions:
c) I'm totally broke
d) I have Genetics until 2 pm. ETA: at Community College on the Orange Line, so +commute
We gotta be at the boat at 8am.
Yes, I'm not thrilled about that one. Nothing like driving into Hell on a Friday morning.
Ahhh, that conflicts with condition D, since Genetics starts at 9.
On the bright side, I have an excuse to wear my vintage 50s cocktail dress with weird flats...because stilettos on a 235 year old boat is no.
Yes, that is definitely no.
But otherwise, woo hoo!
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 17, 2014, 01:45:46 AM
So I no longer have a Lean Body Mass of 240lbs (No fat) I now have 225lbs.
FUCK YOU CARDIO FUCK YOU! Using the measuring tape test. Time to lift heavy, and eat the bare minimum 1800 to shred this un-needed body fat.
I like your new profile pic though.
Quote from: Pæs on June 17, 2014, 03:36:25 AM
Xpost from Faceblog:
Somewhat difficult to imagine a scenario in which supervising the collection of rubbish from the apartment might go worse than it just did, while still resulting in the rubbish going away.
Smashed glass in lift foyer, left behind by removal guy. Furniture we included in quote not accounted for in space considerations so kicked to pieces in the main foyer to fit into the van. Horrified body corporate representatives onlooking for some of this. Figured best to let them finish the job rather than tell them to get lost with lift still full of trash.
So, um, if no angry emails are forthcoming I am going to pretend that none of that ever happened.
I can't actually figure out what happened by reading that post, other than that it was weird and surreal and resulted in significant destruction.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 17, 2014, 05:13:16 AM
Quote from: Pæs on June 17, 2014, 03:36:25 AM
Xpost from Faceblog:
Somewhat difficult to imagine a scenario in which supervising the collection of rubbish from the apartment might go worse than it just did, while still resulting in the rubbish going away.
Smashed glass in lift foyer, left behind by removal guy. Furniture we included in quote not accounted for in space considerations so kicked to pieces in the main foyer to fit into the van. Horrified body corporate representatives onlooking for some of this. Figured best to let them finish the job rather than tell them to get lost with lift still full of trash.
So, um, if no angry emails are forthcoming I am going to pretend that none of that ever happened.
I can't actually figure out what happened by reading that post, other than that it was weird and surreal and resulted in significant destruction.
So the elevator is filled with glass and they kicked furniture into pieces in the foyer because they didn't bring a big enough van/start with the big shit first?
Gee. I want the number for those guys. They sound like they used to work for the mob.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 17, 2014, 05:38:54 AM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 17, 2014, 05:13:16 AM
Quote from: Pæs on June 17, 2014, 03:36:25 AM
Xpost from Faceblog:
Somewhat difficult to imagine a scenario in which supervising the collection of rubbish from the apartment might go worse than it just did, while still resulting in the rubbish going away.
Smashed glass in lift foyer, left behind by removal guy. Furniture we included in quote not accounted for in space considerations so kicked to pieces in the main foyer to fit into the van. Horrified body corporate representatives onlooking for some of this. Figured best to let them finish the job rather than tell them to get lost with lift still full of trash.
So, um, if no angry emails are forthcoming I am going to pretend that none of that ever happened.
I can't actually figure out what happened by reading that post, other than that it was weird and surreal and resulted in significant destruction.
So the elevator is filled with glass and they kicked furniture into pieces in the foyer because they didn't bring a big enough van/start with the big shit first?
Gee. I want the number for those guys. They sound like they used to work for the mob.
Yeah.
QuoteHorrified body corporate representatives onlooking for some of this.
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
Heh. I think I've fallen back into the good old days. And by that, I mean I'm working for a three-letter agency cut-out. I'm pretty sure no-one else in the private sector, aside from cutting edge scientific research labs, require quite so many non-disclosure agreements, especially regarding "privileged information", "sensitive documentation" and "confidential briefings".
It would also explain why the latter part of my interview sounded like a rip-off from a certain three-letter agency's own interview questions several years ago. And why I cannot find out who is funding this venture. Happy days are here again...
Thanks, guys.
I hate that I get so damn full of anxiety and paranoia by all this disease. I'm nearing the age my mother was when she got cancer, and my father was when he got diagnosed, so I'm shit scared of getting it myself.
Sorry to hear about all that, Waffles.
The only useful advice I can give is grow as large as a whale, so your cancers get cancer (http://icb.oxfordjournals.org/content/47/2/317.full) and they die off. It's the only way to be sure.
Quote from: Cain on June 17, 2014, 03:19:13 PM
Heh. I think I've fallen back into the good old days. And by that, I mean I'm working for a three-letter agency cut-out. I'm pretty sure no-one else in the private sector, aside from cutting edge scientific research labs, require quite so many non-disclosure agreements, especially regarding "privileged information", "sensitive documentation" and "confidential briefings".
It would also explain why the latter part of my interview sounded like a rip-off from a certain three-letter agency's own interview questions several years ago. And why I cannot find out who is funding this venture. Happy days are here again...
Congratulations. Assuming you're allowed to receive them and this isn't now some kind of bribe.
I've decided I wanted to try running again for the first time since I was a teenager. Caveat being that I hate running, but I feel that it can be the best way to get myself back where I need to be fitness-wise. I ran it by the doctor last week, and he said I should be fine as long as I take it slow, do a couch-to-5k plan, eat well and remember to use the 3 albuterol inhalers he gave me instead of thinking I can just rock this like I used to. Just no more cardio than 3x a week so my body can re-adjust safely. I also need to remember that this isn't Florida. Even the flat parts of New England aren't arguably flat, and I'm in the least flat of them all. Fortunately, my complex is pretty big and well maintained. I see people jogging all the time so I should be okay.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 17, 2014, 05:11:28 AM
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 17, 2014, 01:45:46 AM
So I no longer have a Lean Body Mass of 240lbs (No fat) I now have 225lbs.
FUCK YOU CARDIO FUCK YOU! Using the measuring tape test. Time to lift heavy, and eat the bare minimum 1800 to shred this un-needed body fat.
I like your new profile pic though.
Here or FB?
Game of Thrones finale last Sunday.
(https://scontent-a.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-xpf1/t1.0-9/10409563_978144425548344_4462300423847837494_n.jpg)
I'm pissed Lady Stoneheart didn't show up, and I'm really pissed they took away Shae's backstory. I loved that twist.
Well, I just did it. I started Couch-to-5k.
I didn't die, but my thighs just went NOPE when I came up stairs. So yeah, this is gonna take some time.
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 17, 2014, 05:14:30 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 17, 2014, 05:11:28 AM
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 17, 2014, 01:45:46 AM
So I no longer have a Lean Body Mass of 240lbs (No fat) I now have 225lbs.
FUCK YOU CARDIO FUCK YOU! Using the measuring tape test. Time to lift heavy, and eat the bare minimum 1800 to shred this un-needed body fat.
I like your new profile pic though.
Here or FB?
Here.
Quote from: Cain on June 17, 2014, 03:19:13 PM
Heh. I think I've fallen back into the good old days. And by that, I mean I'm working for a three-letter agency cut-out. I'm pretty sure no-one else in the private sector, aside from cutting edge scientific research labs, require quite so many non-disclosure agreements, especially regarding "privileged information", "sensitive documentation" and "confidential briefings".
It would also explain why the latter part of my interview sounded like a rip-off from a certain three-letter agency's own interview questions several years ago. And why I cannot find out who is funding this venture. Happy days are here again...
Congratulations, Cain, it's about time! You deserve it.
Quote from: Cain on June 17, 2014, 03:19:13 PM
Heh. I think I've fallen back into the good old days. And by that, I mean I'm working for a three-letter agency cut-out. I'm pretty sure no-one else in the private sector, aside from cutting edge scientific research labs, require quite so many non-disclosure agreements, especially regarding "privileged information", "sensitive documentation" and "confidential briefings".
It would also explain why the latter part of my interview sounded like a rip-off from a certain three-letter agency's own interview questions several years ago. And why I cannot find out who is funding this venture. Happy days are here again...
Congrats, Cain. :)
Quote from: Cain on June 17, 2014, 03:19:13 PM
Heh. I think I've fallen back into the good old days. And by that, I mean I'm working for a three-letter agency cut-out. I'm pretty sure no-one else in the private sector, aside from cutting edge scientific research labs, require quite so many non-disclosure agreements, especially regarding "privileged information", "sensitive documentation" and "confidential briefings".
It would also explain why the latter part of my interview sounded like a rip-off from a certain three-letter agency's own interview questions several years ago. And why I cannot find out who is funding this venture. Happy days are here again...
Hi five!
Quote from: Cain on June 17, 2014, 03:19:13 PM
Heh. I think I've fallen back into the good old days. And by that, I mean I'm working for a three-letter agency cut-out. I'm pretty sure no-one else in the private sector, aside from cutting edge scientific research labs, require quite so many non-disclosure agreements, especially regarding "privileged information", "sensitive documentation" and "confidential briefings".
It would also explain why the latter part of my interview sounded like a rip-off from a certain three-letter agency's own interview questions several years ago. And why I cannot find out who is funding this venture. Happy days are here again...
That's awesome! Congrats.
The best thing about this generation with comic book nerds and gamers is I get to see all the stupid self-entitled douchebags bitching and whining about their worthless childhood being destroyed. Your childhood was destroyed the minute your nut sack dropped, yet I don't see you whining about that do you? You know the ability to start having sex.
I've realized now I don't want to befriend in real life, or online, or be in the same room with people who are clinging to their worthless nostalgia colored goggles.
The fact that you pieces of shit suck the life and fun out of every fucking thing makes me sick to my stomach, and there's only one thing I can do. The only thing I should do. Which is laugh at your childhood, and you til you go back to whatever basement you crawled out of.
Also fuck the 80's the only thing important was Reagan and A.I.D.S. Fuck the 90's the only thing important was the Internet being commercially available. Fuck the 2000's the only good thing about that was watching Metallica fans cry because their shitty band was making even shittier music.
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 18, 2014, 02:39:22 AM
The best thing about this generation with comic book nerds and gamers is I get to see all the stupid self-entitled douchebags bitching and whining about their worthless childhood being destroyed. Your childhood was destroyed the minute your nut sack dropped, yet I don't see you whining about that do you? You know the ability to start having sex.
I've realized now I don't want to befriend in real life, or online, or be in the same room with people who are clinging to their worthless nostalgia colored goggles.
The fact that you pieces of shit suck the life and fun out of every fucking thing makes me sick to my stomach, and there's only one thing I can do. The only thing I should do. Which is laugh at your childhood, and you til you go back to whatever basement you crawled out of.
Also fuck the 80's the only thing important was Reagan and A.I.D.S. Fuck the 90's the only thing important was the Internet being commercially available. Fuck the 2000's the only good thing about that was watching Metallica fans cry because their shitty band was making even shittier music.
Sorry about that.
Another fucking storm. :argh!:
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 18, 2014, 02:39:22 AM
The best thing about this generation with comic book nerds and gamers is I get to see all the stupid self-entitled douchebags bitching and whining about their worthless childhood being destroyed. Your childhood was destroyed the minute your nut sack dropped, yet I don't see you whining about that do you? You know the ability to start having sex.
I've realized now I don't want to befriend in real life, or online, or be in the same room with people who are clinging to their worthless nostalgia colored goggles.
The fact that you pieces of shit suck the life and fun out of every fucking thing makes me sick to my stomach, and there's only one thing I can do. The only thing I should do. Which is laugh at your childhood, and you til you go back to whatever basement you crawled out of.
Also fuck the 80's the only thing important was Reagan and A.I.D.S. Fuck the 90's the only thing important was the Internet being commercially available. Fuck the 2000's the only good thing about that was watching Metallica fans cry because their shitty band was making even shittier music.
What did you say about the internets!??
:hashishim:
-Teh Johnny, manic over having his own internet instead of having to steal it with a "wall breaker antenna" for almost three months.
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 18, 2014, 02:39:22 AM
The best thing about this generation with comic book nerds and gamers is I get to see all the stupid self-entitled douchebags bitching and whining about their worthless childhood being destroyed. Your childhood was destroyed the minute your nut sack dropped, yet I don't see you whining about that do you? You know the ability to start having sex.
I've realized now I don't want to befriend in real life, or online, or be in the same room with people who are clinging to their worthless nostalgia colored goggles.
The fact that you pieces of shit suck the life and fun out of every fucking thing makes me sick to my stomach, and there's only one thing I can do. The only thing I should do. Which is laugh at your childhood, and you til you go back to whatever basement you crawled out of.
Also fuck the 80's the only thing important was Reagan and A.I.D.S. Fuck the 90's the only thing important was the Internet being commercially available. Fuck the 2000's the only good thing about that was watching Metallica fans cry because their shitty band was making even shittier music.
That actually made the 2000s kinda fun. :lulz:
I AM THE INTERNET!
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 18, 2014, 02:39:22 AM
The best thing about this generation with comic book nerds and gamers is I get to see all the stupid self-entitled douchebags bitching and whining about their worthless childhood being destroyed. Your childhood was destroyed the minute your nut sack dropped, yet I don't see you whining about that do you? You know the ability to start having sex.
I've realized now I don't want to befriend in real life, or online, or be in the same room with people who are clinging to their worthless nostalgia colored goggles.
The fact that you pieces of shit suck the life and fun out of every fucking thing makes me sick to my stomach, and there's only one thing I can do. The only thing I should do. Which is laugh at your childhood, and you til you go back to whatever basement you crawled out of.
Also fuck the 80's the only thing important was Reagan and A.I.D.S. Fuck the 90's the only thing important was the Internet being commercially available. Fuck the 2000's the only good thing about that was watching Metallica fans cry because their shitty band was making even shittier music.
I love you so much.
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 18, 2014, 02:39:22 AM
The best thing about this generation with comic book nerds and gamers is I get to see all the stupid self-entitled douchebags bitching and whining about their worthless childhood being destroyed. Your childhood was destroyed the minute your nut sack dropped, yet I don't see you whining about that do you? You know the ability to start having sex.
I've realized now I don't want to befriend in real life, or online, or be in the same room with people who are clinging to their worthless nostalgia colored goggles.
The fact that you pieces of shit suck the life and fun out of every fucking thing makes me sick to my stomach, and there's only one thing I can do. The only thing I should do. Which is laugh at your childhood, and you til you go back to whatever basement you crawled out of.
Also fuck the 80's the only thing important was Reagan and A.I.D.S. Fuck the 90's the only thing important was the Internet being commercially available. Fuck the 2000's the only good thing about that was watching Metallica fans cry because their shitty band was making even shittier music.
HEY.
HOLD ON.
You're forgetting about them making that DVD where they had therapy and insisted the new stuff was awesome.
Watching the faces of fans who
paid £20+ for that shitheap was glorious.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 17, 2014, 05:24:36 PM
Game of Thrones finale last Sunday.
snip
I'm pissed Lady Stoneheart didn't show up, and I'm really pissed they took away Shae's backstory. I loved that twist.
Just caught up. I'm assuming they're saving that for the opening of Season 5. Brienne has very little to do now. Zombies seem to have been the order of the day so they'll probably keep that going. Generally not bad at all, more plot advancement and it's given a better idea about which plot threads are actually important.
I'm assuming the various horns and Euron & co will start next season. A lot of the Wall stuff has been set up quite nicely as well. Slynt in particular. More Mance/Stannis/Davos is always good too.
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 18, 2014, 02:39:22 AM
The best thing about this generation with comic book nerds and gamers is I get to see all the stupid self-entitled douchebags bitching and whining about their worthless childhood being destroyed. Your childhood was destroyed the minute your nut sack dropped, yet I don't see you whining about that do you? You know the ability to start having sex.
I've realized now I don't want to befriend in real life, or online, or be in the same room with people who are clinging to their worthless nostalgia colored goggles.
Hold up.
There's a different between Marvel atoning for their sins of the Early Sony Period with the remakes, and fucking Michael Bay existing, okay? Marvel's 2004
Punisher not withstanding, because I'm in that movie as an extra, so no matter the suck, I got my 3 seconds of screen time and $200 for that.
Edit: Never mind, I lose. Someone posted the plot basis for the upcoming
Jem movie and I nearly had kittens. Now, excuse me while I tell all you fuckers to get off my lawn and go cry in a corner.
Quote from: The Suu on June 18, 2014, 01:28:58 PM
Edit: Never mind, I lose. Someone posted the plot basis for the upcoming Jem movie and I nearly had kittens. Now, excuse me while I tell all you fuckers to get off my lawn and go cry in a corner.
PLEASE TELL ME IT'S MICHAEL BAY. PLEASE.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 18, 2014, 01:49:09 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 18, 2014, 01:28:58 PM
Edit: Never mind, I lose. Someone posted the plot basis for the upcoming Jem movie and I nearly had kittens. Now, excuse me while I tell all you fuckers to get off my lawn and go cry in a corner.
PLEASE TELL ME IT'S MICHAEL BAY. PLEASE.
Unfortunately, no. Because explosive Jem would be better than being based off of Rebecca Black.
QuoteHowever, original Jem writer and creator Christy Marx has not been invited to the table, and she's "deeply unhappy" about it. Ryan Landels is writing the script, "for a whole new generation with themes of being true to who you are in a multitasking, hyperlinked social media age," producers told the Hollywood Reporter. There's no word of Jem and her friends fighting for social causes.
Instead of a young businesswoman trying to save her family's business and charity, Jem/Jerrica Benton ("Nashville" star Aubrey Peeples) will be an orphaned teen girl who rockets to fame through a viral video. As Lauren Davis at io9 puts it, "Add all of this to the fact that Marx was never consulted on the film and our girl-power movie has an all-male development team and we're worried that Jem and the Holograms will be flat dolls rather than Day-Glo rockers."
Good-bye, fabulous hologram dreams. Welcome to the real future: Social-media fame trumps fighting for social causes, powerful women are reduced to sad girls, and a mammoth toy company allies with Hollywood to make money ruining everyone's favorite childhood memories. Did Eric Raymond actually win? Say it ain't so.
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Edit: Never mind, I lose. Someone posted the plot basis for the upcoming Jem movie and I nearly had kittens. Now, excuse me while I tell all you fuckers to get off my lawn and go cry in a corner.
PLEASE TELL ME IT'S MICHAEL BAY. PLEASE.
That would have actually been cool.
From what I've read, it's gonna make the
Josie and the Pussycats remake* look like
Citizen Kane.
*To be honest, Parker Posey and Alan Cummings were pretty damn good in that film.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 18, 2014, 01:53:36 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 18, 2014, 01:49:09 PM
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Edit: Never mind, I lose. Someone posted the plot basis for the upcoming Jem movie and I nearly had kittens. Now, excuse me while I tell all you fuckers to get off my lawn and go cry in a corner.
PLEASE TELL ME IT'S MICHAEL BAY. PLEASE.
That would have actually been cool.
From what I've read, it's gonna make the Josie and the Pussycats remake* look like Citizen Kane.
*To be honest, Parker Posey and Alan Cummings were pretty damn good in that film.
And no mention of the Misfits.
You can't have The Holograms without the Misfits, their songs are better. They are the Misfits, [the Misfits,] and they're gonna get her. Plus Stormer plays a GODDAMN KEYTAR.
Thanks all. I should say, I don't know for sure that this is the case...but any company that apparently has no budget, is influencing Parliament and has non-disclosure agreements is probably at the very least benevolently looked upon by some Lovecraftian horror, uh intelligence agency, no wait, right first time, Lovecraftian horror.
And I have a conference call tomorrow. With the boss. Fun times.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 18, 2014, 01:53:36 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 18, 2014, 01:49:09 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 18, 2014, 01:28:58 PM
Edit: Never mind, I lose. Someone posted the plot basis for the upcoming Jem movie and I nearly had kittens. Now, excuse me while I tell all you fuckers to get off my lawn and go cry in a corner.
PLEASE TELL ME IT'S MICHAEL BAY. PLEASE.
That would have actually been cool.
From what I've read, it's gonna make the Josie and the Pussycats remake* look like Citizen Kane.
*To be honest, Parker Posey and Alan Cummings were pretty damn good in that film.
Why haven't any of you killed me? Must I BEG?
Quote from: Cain on June 18, 2014, 02:06:10 PM
Thanks all. I should say, I don't know for sure that this is the case...but any company that apparently has no budget, is influencing Parliament and has non-disclosure agreements is probably at the very least benevolently looked upon by some Lovecraftian horror, uh intelligence agency, no wait, right first time, Lovecraftian horror.
And I have a conference call tomorrow. With the boss. Fun times.
I believe I wrote you a story once, warning you about exactly this sort of shit.
Quote from: Cain on June 18, 2014, 02:06:10 PM
Thanks all. I should say, I don't know for sure that this is the case...but any company that apparently has no budget, is influencing Parliament and has non-disclosure agreements is probably at the very least benevolently looked upon by some Lovecraftian horror, uh intelligence agency, no wait, right first time, Lovecraftian horror.
And I have a conference call tomorrow. With the boss. Fun times.
They'll probably have been monitoring your internet use for the past three months.
THEY KNOW ABOUT YOUR SKYRIM MODS.
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 18, 2014, 02:39:22 AM
The best thing about this generation with comic book nerds and gamers is I get to see all the stupid self-entitled douchebags bitching and whining about their worthless childhood being destroyed. Your childhood was destroyed the minute your nut sack dropped, yet I don't see you whining about that do you? You know the ability to start having sex.
I've realized now I don't want to befriend in real life, or online, or be in the same room with people who are clinging to their worthless nostalgia colored goggles.
The fact that you pieces of shit suck the life and fun out of every fucking thing makes me sick to my stomach, and there's only one thing I can do. The only thing I should do. Which is laugh at your childhood, and you til you go back to whatever basement you crawled out of.
They really are pathetic man-children. Even the women.
Especially the women. A writer I know refers to this as the Geek-Greivance Complex. It is really prevalent with the comic book turned movie crowd, but it also, interestingly, applies very strongly to the technophile "internets will cure cancer" lot as well (of course, there is a lot of overlap between the two).
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 18, 2014, 02:07:10 PM
I believe I wrote you a story once, warning you about exactly this sort of shit.
Yeah. I kinda expected to be languishing in a foreign jail at this point in my life though, so I reckon it's probably worth a laugh. And to be honest, at this point I'd torture Iraqi goat-herders in preference to my current job. At least it's
interesting.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 18, 2014, 02:13:49 PM
They'll probably have been monitoring your internet use for the past three months. THEY KNOW ABOUT YOUR SKYRIM MODS.
I hope they were paying attention to that twat I was trolling on tumblr.
That's how you do psyops, retards.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 17, 2014, 03:19:53 AM
It also occurs to me, that for the 32 years that I've spent as a resident of Massachusetts, I've never once been on the Constitution.
Which brings me a bit of shame every time she's brought up.
36 years in Colorado. Skiing once...in Wyoming.
And yes, let's just keep this between you and I.
Quote from: Cain on June 18, 2014, 02:22:54 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 18, 2014, 02:07:10 PM
I believe I wrote you a story once, warning you about exactly this sort of shit.
Yeah. I kinda expected to be languishing in a foreign jail at this point in my life though, so I reckon it's probably worth a laugh. And to be honest, at this point I'd torture Iraqi goat-herders in preference to my current job. At least it's interesting.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 18, 2014, 02:13:49 PM
They'll probably have been monitoring your internet use for the past three months. THEY KNOW ABOUT YOUR SKYRIM MODS.
I hope they were paying attention to that twat I was trolling on tumblr. That's how you do psyops, retards.
The bold. Have you had your role and responsibilities explained to you? Because your first day could be
very interesting indeed.
Quote from: The Suu on June 17, 2014, 10:36:54 PM
Well, I just did it. I started Couch-to-5k.
I didn't die, but my thighs just went NOPE when I came up stairs. So yeah, this is gonna take some time.
Dude, I'm totally going to do this myself. I got up to almost 2 miles continuous running last time (before I petered out). But now I no longer have a gym membership, and the fitness center at my school sucks, and my bike got stolen...but I have a timing device, my free Nikes and someone on PD shaming me. It's on.
Quote from: The Suu on June 18, 2014, 01:28:58 PM
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 18, 2014, 02:39:22 AM
The best thing about this generation with comic book nerds and gamers is I get to see all the stupid self-entitled douchebags bitching and whining about their worthless childhood being destroyed. Your childhood was destroyed the minute your nut sack dropped, yet I don't see you whining about that do you? You know the ability to start having sex.
I've realized now I don't want to befriend in real life, or online, or be in the same room with people who are clinging to their worthless nostalgia colored goggles.
Hold up.
There's a different between Marvel atoning for their sins of the Early Sony Period with the remakes, and fucking Michael Bay existing, okay? Marvel's 2004 Punisher not withstanding, because I'm in that movie as an extra, so no matter the suck, I got my 3 seconds of screen time and $200 for that.
Edit: Never mind, I lose. Someone posted the plot basis for the upcoming Jem movie and I nearly had kittens. Now, excuse me while I tell all you fuckers to get off my lawn and go cry in a corner.
Make room for some butt-hurt.
Sailor Moon
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ODz7ankdTHw
Quote from: Cain on June 18, 2014, 02:17:47 PM
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 18, 2014, 02:39:22 AM
The best thing about this generation with comic book nerds and gamers is I get to see all the stupid self-entitled douchebags bitching and whining about their worthless childhood being destroyed. Your childhood was destroyed the minute your nut sack dropped, yet I don't see you whining about that do you? You know the ability to start having sex.
I've realized now I don't want to befriend in real life, or online, or be in the same room with people who are clinging to their worthless nostalgia colored goggles.
The fact that you pieces of shit suck the life and fun out of every fucking thing makes me sick to my stomach, and there's only one thing I can do. The only thing I should do. Which is laugh at your childhood, and you til you go back to whatever basement you crawled out of.
They really are pathetic man-children. Even the women. Especially the women. A writer I know refers to this as the Geek-Greivance Complex. It is really prevalent with the comic book turned movie crowd, but it also, interestingly, applies very strongly to the technophile "internets will cure cancer" lot as well (of course, there is a lot of overlap between the two).
I wish to subscribe to this Newsletter. Lulz are to be had!
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 18, 2014, 07:53:54 AM
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 18, 2014, 02:39:22 AM
The best thing about this generation with comic book nerds and gamers is I get to see all the stupid self-entitled douchebags bitching and whining about their worthless childhood being destroyed. Your childhood was destroyed the minute your nut sack dropped, yet I don't see you whining about that do you? You know the ability to start having sex.
I've realized now I don't want to befriend in real life, or online, or be in the same room with people who are clinging to their worthless nostalgia colored goggles.
The fact that you pieces of shit suck the life and fun out of every fucking thing makes me sick to my stomach, and there's only one thing I can do. The only thing I should do. Which is laugh at your childhood, and you til you go back to whatever basement you crawled out of.
Also fuck the 80's the only thing important was Reagan and A.I.D.S. Fuck the 90's the only thing important was the Internet being commercially available. Fuck the 2000's the only good thing about that was watching Metallica fans cry because their shitty band was making even shittier music.
I love you so much.
I feel so pretty oh so pretty!
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Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 17, 2014, 03:19:53 AM
It also occurs to me, that for the 32 years that I've spent as a resident of Massachusetts, I've never once been on the Constitution.
Which brings me a bit of shame every time she's brought up.
36 years in Colorado. Skiing once...in Wyoming.
And yes, let's just keep this between you and I.
I know how you guys feel. 43 year old Portland native,
just went to the Acropolis for the first time last night.
Quote from: Cain on June 17, 2014, 04:18:12 PM
Sorry to hear about all that, Waffles.
The only useful advice I can give is grow as large as a whale, so your cancers get cancer (http://icb.oxfordjournals.org/content/47/2/317.full) and they die off. It's the only way to be sure.
:lulz: I HAVE A PLAN!
Also, thanks all.
Also also, congrats Cain!
Also also, Warming up for Fire + Ice & Knotwork next monday. Awesome.
Also also also, festival this weekend. Ghost. Slayer. Anthrax. Turbonegro. Sepultura. Sabaton. And more. Sweet.
That's a lot of effort to go through just to see Turbonegro.
:lulz:
Welp, after the end of this month I will no longer have to put up with insane coworkers and people with dementia (probably).
Managed to wrangle some part time work at my local shop. 5 minutes away on the bike, generous discount and less bodily fluids (probably). Only downside is being contracted for 10 hours per week, as opposed to 24, but overtime should take care of that.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 18, 2014, 05:10:46 PM
That's a lot of effort to go through just to see Turbonegro.
:lol: Total dispatch from the Gay Bar, this.
The only problem with being on break is that all the people who haven't gotten to see or talk to me for the last three months want to hang out, so I feel like I'm always on the go. :lol:
I think that next break, I need to tell everyone I'm going out of town, and just hole up in my house for a week. Well, except that my children and housemates will still be around.
:horrormirth:
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 18, 2014, 06:26:15 PM
The only problem with being on break is that all the people who haven't gotten to see or talk to me for the last three months want to hang out, so I feel like I'm always on the go. :lol:
I think that next break, I need to tell everyone I'm going out of town, and just hole up in my house for a week. Well, except that my children and housemates will still be around.
:horrormirth:
Dude, take a day to sit on the porch and drink a beer. Let 'em come to you and bring food. :P
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Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 18, 2014, 06:26:15 PM
The only problem with being on break is that all the people who haven't gotten to see or talk to me for the last three months want to hang out, so I feel like I'm always on the go. :lol:
I think that next break, I need to tell everyone I'm going out of town, and just hole up in my house for a week. Well, except that my children and housemates will still be around.
:horrormirth:
Dude, take a day to sit on the porch and drink a beer. Let 'em come to you and bring food. :P
Yeah, I kinda had that realization today, that my two weeks of freedom are almost over, and I don't think I've had a single day of true downtime. I have a dinner party tonight, potluck tomorrow, film festival Friday, hiking with BF Saturday. I think that on Sunday I'm going to the beach with a book, BY MYSELF, and just chilling.
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Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 18, 2014, 06:26:15 PM
The only problem with being on break is that all the people who haven't gotten to see or talk to me for the last three months want to hang out, so I feel like I'm always on the go. :lol:
I think that next break, I need to tell everyone I'm going out of town, and just hole up in my house for a week. Well, except that my children and housemates will still be around.
:horrormirth:
Dude, take a day to sit on the porch and drink a beer. Let 'em come to you and bring food. :P
Yeah, I kinda had that realization today, that my two weeks of freedom are almost over, and I don't think I've had a single day of true downtime. I have a dinner party tonight, potluck tomorrow, film festival Friday, hiking with BF Saturday. I think that on Sunday I'm going to the beach with a book, BY MYSELF, and just chilling.
That all sounds awesome. :) I hope you have a great time. :)
I think I'm going to. And I'm looking forward to school starting, as well, even though I know I'm going to start bitching about it a week in. :lol:
Bitching about it is part of the fun.
Don't forget, you have a midterm coming up.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 18, 2014, 07:41:33 PM
Bitching about it is part of the fun.
It totally is. It's how college students make sure everyone knows what subjects they're taking and how hard they're working.
:lulz:
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 18, 2014, 07:44:54 PM
Don't forget, you have a midterm coming up.
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :horrormirth:
Actually, what's both awesome and mildly alarming is that while PCC has a standardized three-exam system, with two midterms and a final, PSU professors do whatever they want. They can have weekly open-book quizzes, they can have no midterms and one comprehensive final, they can fuck exams altogether and base the grade on attendance and participation, they can give you your entire grade based on a project, they can curve or not curve, they can arbitrarily add points to everyone's score, and they can change their mind about how they're grading and/or testing partway through the term if they feel like it, as long as they clearly communicate that's what they're doing.
It's a crapshoot, I have no idea what's happening next term.
Tomorrow, Anarchangel meets for the final time, probably to have a couple of beers and bring our gear home. Pete leaves for California next Saturday.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 18, 2014, 08:03:13 PM
Tomorrow, Anarchangel meets for the final time, probably to have a couple of beers and bring our gear home. Pete leaves for California next Saturday.
How many times has Anarchangel met for the final time? It seems like it's been about once a month for the last couple years.
Just once, when we went on hiatus. Pete moving across the continent makes it pretty permanent though. We had what we realized was probably or final gig a couple of months ago.
You might be remembering me saying first time in a while. Last practice which was a couple of months ago is when Pete said he was moving.
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Oh you are CHOCK full of good ones, lately. Yoinking that.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 18, 2014, 07:44:58 PM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 18, 2014, 07:41:33 PM
Bitching about it is part of the fun.
It totally is. It's how college students make sure everyone knows what subjects they're taking and how hard they're working.
:lulz:
I feel the same way about working out. When I'm rubbing my arms and moaning about how sore they are people think I'm whining. I'm not. I'm bragging!
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Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 18, 2014, 07:44:58 PM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 18, 2014, 07:41:33 PM
Bitching about it is part of the fun.
It totally is. It's how college students make sure everyone knows what subjects they're taking and how hard they're working.
:lulz:
I feel the same way about working out. When I'm rubbing my arms and moaning about how sore they are people think I'm whining. I'm not. I'm bragging!
:lulz: Totally true. Aaauuugh I'm working my ass off, here! Reckanize!
OK, sometimes I'm just complaining. But part of that complaining, if I'm being totally honest, is because I WANT A PAT ON THE BACK AND A COOKIE, DAMMIT! :lol:
I'm a baby.
I'm going up to Phoenix for Kotei this year this Saturday, I hope. There theoretically is room for me in a car, plenty of room. Yes.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 18, 2014, 09:57:43 PM
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Suits so well.
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 19, 2014, 12:57:10 AM
I'm going up to Phoenix for Kotei this year this Saturday, I hope. There theoretically is room for me in a car, plenty of room. Yes.
Excellent! I mean, Phoenix is terrible, but road trips are awesome.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 19, 2014, 01:18:55 AM
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 19, 2014, 12:57:10 AM
I'm going up to Phoenix for Kotei this year this Saturday, I hope. There theoretically is room for me in a car, plenty of room. Yes.
Excellent! I mean, Phoenix is terrible, but road trips are awesome.
They are! We set out after an all-nighter at 6 AM, a good time. It isn't too hot yet, then.
Hey Freeky! How goes?
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 19, 2014, 01:23:52 AM
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Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 19, 2014, 12:57:10 AM
I'm going up to Phoenix for Kotei this year this Saturday, I hope. There theoretically is room for me in a car, plenty of room. Yes.
Excellent! I mean, Phoenix is terrible, but road trips are awesome.
They are! We set out after an all-nighter at 6 AM, a good time. It isn't too hot yet, then.
I HAS A NEW STALKER!
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 19, 2014, 02:24:40 AM
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Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 19, 2014, 12:57:10 AM
I'm going up to Phoenix for Kotei this year this Saturday, I hope. There theoretically is room for me in a car, plenty of room. Yes.
Excellent! I mean, Phoenix is terrible, but road trips are awesome.
They are! We set out after an all-nighter at 6 AM, a good time. It isn't too hot yet, then.
I HAS A NEW STALKER!
Yeyyee... I'm off the hook! :)
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Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 19, 2014, 12:57:10 AM
I'm going up to Phoenix for Kotei this year this Saturday, I hope. There theoretically is room for me in a car, plenty of room. Yes.
Excellent! I mean, Phoenix is terrible, but road trips are awesome.
They are! We set out after an all-nighter at 6 AM, a good time. It isn't too hot yet, then.
I HAS A NEW STALKER!
Yeyyee... I'm off the hook! :)
Was talking about you, creepy. Now fuck off. Seriously.
People I want to meet: http://www2.le.ac.uk/departments/politics/people/mphythian (http://www2.le.ac.uk/departments/politics/people/mphythian)
((PeST... It's not YOU)) so tuck your tongue back into your makeshift trousersocks and suck on a lollipop.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 19, 2014, 02:40:54 AM
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Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 19, 2014, 12:57:10 AM
I'm going up to Phoenix for Kotei this year this Saturday, I hope. There theoretically is room for me in a car, plenty of room. Yes.
Excellent! I mean, Phoenix is terrible, but road trips are awesome.
They are! We set out after an all-nighter at 6 AM, a good time. It isn't too hot yet, then.
I HAS A NEW STALKER!
Yeyyee... I'm off the hook! :)
Was talking about you, creepy. Now fuck off. Seriously.
I think your back hair emits pervy moran pheremones, Roger. Every time you try to give someone the cold shoulder or the brush off, all they get is a wave of sexy Holy Man
TM Musk. And they just can't help it. They're fools, Roger. All of them. Fools for you. You lucky, lucky man.
Weather still doing things :argh!:
Possibly due to my sister escaping Tuscon. May have to sacrifice her.
QuoteI would not recommend this teacher. Although the material was interesting, he is an extremely hard grader. The class requires attendance, weekly homework that can take hours, a final, a trip to the museum, as well as a portfolio at the end. Although at night, this is not a class designed for a full-time working student.
:lulz: Really? attendance, homework, projects, AND an exam? OH NOES!
Who
are these people? What classes do they normally take, that don't require at bare minimum this much work?
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 19, 2014, 02:40:54 AM
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Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 19, 2014, 12:57:10 AM
I'm going up to Phoenix for Kotei this year this Saturday, I hope. There theoretically is room for me in a car, plenty of room. Yes.
Excellent! I mean, Phoenix is terrible, but road trips are awesome.
They are! We set out after an all-nighter at 6 AM, a good time. It isn't too hot yet, then.
I HAS A NEW STALKER!
Yeyyee... I'm off the hook! :)
Was talking about you, creepy. Now fuck off. Seriously.
Dumb bitch seriously doesn't know when to leave people the fuck alone.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 19, 2014, 06:41:41 AM
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Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 19, 2014, 12:57:10 AM
I'm going up to Phoenix for Kotei this year this Saturday, I hope. There theoretically is room for me in a car, plenty of room. Yes.
Excellent! I mean, Phoenix is terrible, but road trips are awesome.
They are! We set out after an all-nighter at 6 AM, a good time. It isn't too hot yet, then.
I HAS A NEW STALKER!
Yeyyee... I'm off the hook! :)
Was talking about you, creepy. Now fuck off. Seriously.
Dumb bitch seriously doesn't know when to leave people the fuck alone.
Yeah this one is going too far. I say pledge. Shun the stalker.
Please note that for the next five days, I will be at the GAY BAR called Provincetown, with Team Vodka.
Alert the media. Hide ya kids.
New client is pretty awesome.
Current employer is not. Appears to have issues with very strange things such as the guy paying upfront. I knew I was working for a fucking moron but this is beyond the pale. I literally can't believe the conversation I just had. I'm in some kind of bizzaro world where black is green and people are drooling fucking idiots.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 19, 2014, 02:27:14 PM
Please note that for the next five days, I will be at the GAY BAR called Provincetown, with Team Vodka.
Alert the media. Hide ya kids.
WOOOOOO SATURDAY NIIIIIGHT!!!!
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 19, 2014, 02:50:45 PM
New client is pretty awesome.
Current employer is not. Appears to have issues with very strange things such as the guy paying upfront. I knew I was working for a fucking moron but this is beyond the pale. I literally can't believe the conversation I just had. I'm in some kind of bizzaro world where black is green and people are drooling fucking idiots.
Ha has a problem... with clients paying upfront?
Did I understand that right? :?
I'm glad it isn't just me that's struggling to find a fucking problem here.
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 19, 2014, 04:54:30 PM
I'm glad it isn't just me that's struggling to find a fucking problem here.
Yeah, no. I don't get it.
So I have finally developed my cutting-off-sales-calls technique to utter perfection; as soon as they get to the "how are you today ma'am?" part where there is a perfunctory pause, in the most positive and friendly tone possible say "Can you remove me from your call list please?"
TOTAL SHORT-CIRCUIT. VICTORY. Especially if they haven't yet introduced themselves and explained what company they're with.
If you haven't seen this ad for Helloflo yet, you need to. It's a subscription service for lady supplies, but this is the funniest thing I've seen this week. A girl fakes her period and her mom throws her a party. Just...watch.
http://blog.petflow.com/this-girl-faked-her-period-and-got-what-she-deserved/
My next 96 hours, summed up in a single sentence: ISIS ISIS ISIS ISIS sleep ISIS watch people slowly dying from debilitating illnesses bodily fluids bodily fluids bodily fluids sleep bodily fluids bodily fluids attempt sleep but probably fail ISIS ISIS ISIS ISIS sleep ISIS ISIS.
Quote from: The Suu on June 19, 2014, 06:25:18 PM
If you haven't seen this ad for Helloflo yet, you need to. It's a subscription service for lady supplies, but this is the funniest thing I've seen this week. A girl fakes her period and her mom throws her a party. Just...watch.
http://blog.petflow.com/this-girl-faked-her-period-and-got-what-she-deserved/
Hahahaha that was really damn funny!
Started running, knee said no in the form of a sharp pain, so I resigned to the elliptical and recumbent bike to make up for the cardio time to reduce impact. Pissed, but I'd rather my knees stay attached. Damnit.
Test. :lulz:
New machine/network?
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 19, 2014, 05:01:33 PM
So I have finally developed my cutting-off-sales-calls technique to utter perfection; as soon as they get to the "how are you today ma'am?" part where there is a perfunctory pause, in the most positive and friendly tone possible say "Can you remove me from your call list please?"
TOTAL SHORT-CIRCUIT. VICTORY. Especially if they haven't yet introduced themselves and explained what company they're with.
I keep meaning to program my phone with known marketer numbers, because of how great it was to Google the number on caller id before answering, then answer with "Do not call here again. Remove me from your list."
"Buh... buh... but. What?"
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 19, 2014, 08:09:54 PM
New machine/network?
Waiting to see how long it takes my stalker to react to my presence.
Quote from: Cain on June 19, 2014, 06:50:13 PM
My next 96 hours, summed up in a single sentence: ISIS ISIS ISIS ISIS sleep ISIS watch people slowly dying from debilitating illnesses bodily fluids bodily fluids bodily fluids sleep bodily fluids bodily fluids attempt sleep but probably fail ISIS ISIS ISIS ISIS sleep ISIS ISIS.
hypnosis may be a key
Meeting with Client and employer at 1.
This will be FUN.
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 20, 2014, 08:10:29 AM
Meeting with Client and employer at 1.
This will be FUN.
Are you demanding it to be? :) Own it. *hearts* Best wishes.
Quote from: Pæs on June 19, 2014, 09:00:09 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 19, 2014, 05:01:33 PM
So I have finally developed my cutting-off-sales-calls technique to utter perfection; as soon as they get to the "how are you today ma'am?" part where there is a perfunctory pause, in the most positive and friendly tone possible say "Can you remove me from your call list please?"
TOTAL SHORT-CIRCUIT. VICTORY. Especially if they haven't yet introduced themselves and explained what company they're with.
I keep meaning to program my phone with known marketer numbers, because of how great it was to Google the number on caller id before answering, then answer with "Do not call here again. Remove me from your list."
"Buh... buh... but. What?"
I proposed this great plan to my housemate (I don't do it myself because i don't have a cellphone, only a landline without caller ID) but he said Dutch telemarketeers always call with a hidden number :(
Quote from: Regret on June 20, 2014, 02:48:32 PM
Quote from: Pæs on June 19, 2014, 09:00:09 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 19, 2014, 05:01:33 PM
So I have finally developed my cutting-off-sales-calls technique to utter perfection; as soon as they get to the "how are you today ma'am?" part where there is a perfunctory pause, in the most positive and friendly tone possible say "Can you remove me from your call list please?"
TOTAL SHORT-CIRCUIT. VICTORY. Especially if they haven't yet introduced themselves and explained what company they're with.
I keep meaning to program my phone with known marketer numbers, because of how great it was to Google the number on caller id before answering, then answer with "Do not call here again. Remove me from your list."
"Buh... buh... but. What?"
I proposed this great plan to my housemate (I don't do it myself because i don't have a cellphone, only a landline without caller ID) but he said Dutch telemarketeers always call with a hidden number :(
Then reply to all hidden-number callers this way!
I'm wondering since when it's been legal to cold-call cell phones in the US. It used to be illegal, because we pay for minutes.
Or you've got my method:
As soon as you pick up the phone "You've rang the wrong number. You're looking for XXXX XXXXX (State your number but switch two digits at random). Please update you list and don't call again. Sorry for being short but this happens all the time. Did you get that number? It was XXX XXXXX. Thanks, bye."
I've been pissing someone off with all my junk calls for years. I have no idea who and if it happens to be you I'm not even sorry.
Quote from: The Suu on June 19, 2014, 06:25:18 PM
If you haven't seen this ad for Helloflo yet, you need to. It's a subscription service for lady supplies, but this is the funniest thing I've seen this week. A girl fakes her period and her mom throws her a party. Just...watch.
http://blog.petflow.com/this-girl-faked-her-period-and-got-what-she-deserved/
They had me at "you're missing the vagician". Well, before that, but still :lol:
I just never answer the phone if I don't recognize the number.
Figure that if it's something important they'll leave a message.
Same. Occasionally a telemarketer gets through, in which case I start doing the "cat in the mircowave" routine until they hang up in disgust.
I found out today that I am not Geneticsing enough.(<---Understatement) And that most people in the class aren't, but I am also not. And that is unacceptable. After this weekend I'm going to have to scale down anything that doesn't involve school until the end of July /beginning of August.
Actually, I leave for Chicago for a wedding the same day of my final, so, definitely August. I apologize in advance if I am ignorant of what's going on in your lives for the next month.
Quote from: The Suu on June 19, 2014, 07:30:28 PM
Started running, knee said no in the form of a sharp pain, so I resigned to the elliptical and recumbent bike to make up for the cardio time to reduce impact. Pissed, but I'd rather my knees stay attached. Damnit.
I used to run quite a bit and had it figured that either my knee or my heel would hurt as a result, with nikes or asixs to blame, respectively. Was also running on concrete and slightly sleep deprived - not really listening to my body and still asking it to work hard. Now when I start a little lighter/slower, I get to go a little more/farther. I have to stop trying to prove stuff to myself.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 20, 2014, 10:15:40 PM
I found out today that I am not Geneticsing enough.(<---Understatement) And that most people in the class aren't, but I am also not. And that is unacceptable. After this weekend I'm going to have to scale down anything that doesn't involve school until the end of July /beginning of August.
Actually, I leave for Chicago for a wedding the same day of my final, so, definitely August. I apologize in advance if I am ignorant of what's going on in your lives for the next month.
The average class score on the first exam was a D+. I failed it. I'm a little bit... surprised isn't the word but it's in that family of words.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 20, 2014, 11:17:30 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 20, 2014, 10:15:40 PM
I found out today that I am not Geneticsing enough.(<---Understatement) And that most people in the class aren't, but I am also not. And that is unacceptable. After this weekend I'm going to have to scale down anything that doesn't involve school until the end of July /beginning of August.
Actually, I leave for Chicago for a wedding the same day of my final, so, definitely August. I apologize in advance if I am ignorant of what's going on in your lives for the next month.
The average class score on the first exam was a D+. I failed it. I'm a little bit... surprised isn't the word but it's in that family of words.
Wow... I would suggest that perhaps your professor is not teaching up to the level of performance they are expecting from the class...
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 20, 2014, 11:27:58 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 20, 2014, 11:17:30 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 20, 2014, 10:15:40 PM
I found out today that I am not Geneticsing enough.(<---Understatement) And that most people in the class aren't, but I am also not. And that is unacceptable. After this weekend I'm going to have to scale down anything that doesn't involve school until the end of July /beginning of August.
Actually, I leave for Chicago for a wedding the same day of my final, so, definitely August. I apologize in advance if I am ignorant of what's going on in your lives for the next month.
The average class score on the first exam was a D+. I failed it. I'm a little bit... surprised isn't the word but it's in that family of words.
Wow... I would suggest that perhaps your professor is not teaching up to the level of performance they are expecting from the class...
Perhaps, but one person (one) got 100.
Quote from: Sita on June 20, 2014, 05:02:51 PM
I just never answer the phone if I don't recognize the number.
Figure that if it's something important they'll leave a message.
I'm waiting for a load of wood chips, which will come from a local arborist who will call before delivering them. I also have four children who occasionally call me from friends' phones.
In this particular case, though, I knew it was a telemarketer because they've been calling every day and I'm sick of it, so I answered to tell them to stop calling me.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 20, 2014, 11:29:53 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 20, 2014, 11:27:58 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 20, 2014, 11:17:30 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 20, 2014, 10:15:40 PM
I found out today that I am not Geneticsing enough.(<---Understatement) And that most people in the class aren't, but I am also not. And that is unacceptable. After this weekend I'm going to have to scale down anything that doesn't involve school until the end of July /beginning of August.
Actually, I leave for Chicago for a wedding the same day of my final, so, definitely August. I apologize in advance if I am ignorant of what's going on in your lives for the next month.
The average class score on the first exam was a D+. I failed it. I'm a little bit... surprised isn't the word but it's in that family of words.
Wow... I would suggest that perhaps your professor is not teaching up to the level of performance they are expecting from the class...
Perhaps, but one person (one) got 100.
Well then. :lulz: I don't know what to say. I haven't taken genetics yet. I'm kind of looking forward to taking it this winter, though, because it will be an opportunity to bust out my rusty-ass statistics skillz.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 20, 2014, 11:34:53 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 20, 2014, 11:29:53 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 20, 2014, 11:27:58 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 20, 2014, 11:17:30 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 20, 2014, 10:15:40 PM
I found out today that I am not Geneticsing enough.(<---Understatement) And that most people in the class aren't, but I am also not. And that is unacceptable. After this weekend I'm going to have to scale down anything that doesn't involve school until the end of July /beginning of August.
Actually, I leave for Chicago for a wedding the same day of my final, so, definitely August. I apologize in advance if I am ignorant of what's going on in your lives for the next month.
The average class score on the first exam was a D+. I failed it. I'm a little bit... surprised isn't the word but it's in that family of words.
Wow... I would suggest that perhaps your professor is not teaching up to the level of performance they are expecting from the class...
Perhaps, but one person (one) got 100.
Well then. :lulz: I don't know what to say. I haven't taken genetics yet. I'm kind of looking forward to taking it this winter, though, because it will be an opportunity to bust out my rusty-ass statistics skillz.
Yeah, if the high score was a 70, I would've been like, it's you dude. But the high score was perfect, so, it's us. And me. After taking the exam, I wasn't expecting a good grade, but I also wasn't expecting a failing grade. Unnerved. I think that's the word.
I had this professor before, and I got a B in his class, but that was Gen Bio. So, it's good in that he knows that I'm an otherwise decent student, but I do remember some of my classmates at the time were a little bit lost on the overview on genetics in Gen Bio.
I also quite frankly blanked on the last part of the exam.
I just found out that PSU is completely revising the Biology degree requirements, and eliminating the track system for students entering Fall 2014. I'm really curious, because even though I've technically been enrolled since Spring I might be able to apply the new requirements, which would allow me to apply some of my psychology classes to my biology degree since most of the classes I'm taking in the psychology department are neurobiology.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 20, 2014, 11:38:01 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 20, 2014, 11:34:53 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 20, 2014, 11:29:53 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 20, 2014, 11:27:58 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 20, 2014, 11:17:30 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 20, 2014, 10:15:40 PM
I found out today that I am not Geneticsing enough.(<---Understatement) And that most people in the class aren't, but I am also not. And that is unacceptable. After this weekend I'm going to have to scale down anything that doesn't involve school until the end of July /beginning of August.
Actually, I leave for Chicago for a wedding the same day of my final, so, definitely August. I apologize in advance if I am ignorant of what's going on in your lives for the next month.
The average class score on the first exam was a D+. I failed it. I'm a little bit... surprised isn't the word but it's in that family of words.
Wow... I would suggest that perhaps your professor is not teaching up to the level of performance they are expecting from the class...
Perhaps, but one person (one) got 100.
Well then. :lulz: I don't know what to say. I haven't taken genetics yet. I'm kind of looking forward to taking it this winter, though, because it will be an opportunity to bust out my rusty-ass statistics skillz.
Yeah, if the high score was a 70, I would've been like, it's you dude. But the high score was perfect, so, it's us. And me. After taking the exam, I wasn't expecting a good grade, but I also wasn't expecting a failing grade. Unnerved. I think that's the word.
I could see how that would be really offputting... that moment of "Oh shit, I have to seriously up my game".
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 20, 2014, 11:58:27 PM
I just found out that PSU is completely revising the Biology degree requirements, and eliminating the track system for students entering Fall 2014. I'm really curious, because even though I've technically been enrolled since Spring I might be able to apply the new requirements, which would allow me to apply some of my psychology classes to my biology degree since most of the classes I'm taking in the psychology department are neurobiology.
That would be cool.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 21, 2014, 12:03:28 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 20, 2014, 11:38:01 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 20, 2014, 11:34:53 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 20, 2014, 11:29:53 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 20, 2014, 11:27:58 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 20, 2014, 11:17:30 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 20, 2014, 10:15:40 PM
I found out today that I am not Geneticsing enough.(<---Understatement) And that most people in the class aren't, but I am also not. And that is unacceptable. After this weekend I'm going to have to scale down anything that doesn't involve school until the end of July /beginning of August.
Actually, I leave for Chicago for a wedding the same day of my final, so, definitely August. I apologize in advance if I am ignorant of what's going on in your lives for the next month.
The average class score on the first exam was a D+. I failed it. I'm a little bit... surprised isn't the word but it's in that family of words.
Wow... I would suggest that perhaps your professor is not teaching up to the level of performance they are expecting from the class...
Perhaps, but one person (one) got 100.
Well then. :lulz: I don't know what to say. I haven't taken genetics yet. I'm kind of looking forward to taking it this winter, though, because it will be an opportunity to bust out my rusty-ass statistics skillz.
Yeah, if the high score was a 70, I would've been like, it's you dude. But the high score was perfect, so, it's us. And me. After taking the exam, I wasn't expecting a good grade, but I also wasn't expecting a failing grade. Unnerved. I think that's the word.
I could see how that would be really offputting... that moment of "Oh shit, I have to seriously up my game".
Exactly. I feel like I'm still blinking at the test.
Fortunately, despite the fact, and the shortness of the semester, I still have a chance to pull my overall grade back up. Next exam is July 2.
I think this sums up the feeling of when I saw that strangely small but just as red 56.
(http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa66/dracolupus/butbut_zps6b559eca.jpg)
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 21, 2014, 12:38:11 AM
I think this sums up the feeling of when I saw that strangely small but just as red 56.
(http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa66/dracolupus/butbut_zps6b559eca.jpg)
Awww. :(
When you do take it, it does involve a bit of stats. The way that the exam was broken up for us (not that that is indicative) was defintions for 10 points (90%), multiple choice for 65 (I got 71.1% on that section), and written answers counted for 25% and included statistical analyses (I got a -5 and a -19 on those...)
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 21, 2014, 12:56:38 AM
When you do take it, it does involve a bit of stats. The way that the exam was broken up for us (not that that is indicative) was defintions for 10 points (90%), multiple choice for 65 (I got 71.1% on that section), and written answers counted for 25% and included statistical analyses (I got a -5 and a -19 on those...)
Yeah, stats isn't a prereq for 300-level genetics, but it's recommended in the class description. I'm thinking that I'll probably also take human genetics and recombinant DNA techniques.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 21, 2014, 01:01:30 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 21, 2014, 12:56:38 AM
When you do take it, it does involve a bit of stats. The way that the exam was broken up for us (not that that is indicative) was defintions for 10 points (90%), multiple choice for 65 (I got 71.1% on that section), and written answers counted for 25% and included statistical analyses (I got a -5 and a -19 on those...)
Yeah, stats isn't a prereq for 300-level genetics, but it's recommended in the class description. I'm thinking that I'll probably also take human genetics and recombinant DNA techniques.
Damnedest thing is I took stats before I dropped out the second time for a math elective and got an A, but that was a few years ago, so I forgot more or less the whole thing. I asked for clarification on a stats problem today because I honestly didn't get it. I get it now, it was a crossing over/allele locus distance problem.
A good thing though was today's lab was to interpret a Southern Blot for whether a kid had Sickle Cell. Nailed it. Kid didn't have it, both parents were heterozygous, so, kid was the lucky 25% of offspring to not have to worry about it (or worry about carrying it). So it's coming back.
The tour of the Constitution today was intense. Because we were there with the Navy, we got the full tour, instead of just the civilian tour, and got to go down into the holds with restricted access. Not only did I get to see the belly of the beast, we got to climb into the old magazine which rides right on the keelson and touch some of the original timbers still intact on the ship. I cannot believe how much of the hull is original, but apparently saltwater helps preserve the wood somehow. There's all kinds of science involved. I also only bunked my head once.
Afterwards, we went to the Gardner Museum, which is the result of an eccentric Victorian woman with too much money, but OMG that collection is INSANE.
I'm toast.
Quote from: The Suu on June 21, 2014, 01:34:10 AM
The tour of the Constitution today was intense. Because we were there with the Navy, we got the full tour, instead of just the civilian tour, and got to go down into the holds with restricted access. Not only did I get to see the belly of the beast, we got to climb into the old magazine which rides right on the keelson and touch some of the original timbers still intact on the ship. I cannot believe how much of the hull is original, but apparently saltwater helps preserve the wood somehow. There's all kinds of science involved. I also only bunked my head once.
Afterwards, we went to the Gardner Museum, which is the result of an eccentric Victorian woman with too much money, but OMG that collection is INSANE.
I'm toast.
I remain jealous.
The oldest vessel in the fleet still commissioned, served in the revolution, stationed in Massachusetts, never been aboard in my now almost 33 years as a Masshole. Never stepped foot on her, never even seen her.
I also, have no excuse there. I can see Ironsides anytime I want.
I should examine that.
She didn't serve in the Revolution, but was named by Washington while he was president and served in the Quasi-War, Barbary War, and War of 1812. 33 victories, no defeats, and she still carries 14 War of 1812 battle streamers in addition to flags designated to be flown by active duty ships. The season just started, so they were painting her up, and the crew was training to unfurl (they have to do it in 30 minutes of less.) She has a cruise scheduled for 4th of July of course, and in a year she's up here to Portsmouth for a 3 year restoration and refit. So if you want to see her, SEE HER NOW.
This is the stern portion of the keel. Look at that wood, dude.
(http://i.imgur.com/MAYf1EMl.jpg)
LOOK AT IT.
(http://i.imgur.com/Tmo0PV5l.jpg)
Those timbers were laid down over 217 years ago, and that's what the boat is still floating on. The upper holds and deck get refinished all the time because of wear and tear, and of course the sides that were blown in and such during actual battles, but that part is original. I had to climb down a ladder in a dress where my husband was able to catch me, and we climbed in there. That wood is petrified, and is actually preserved because of the saltwater. This was well below the water line and there was only a tiny splash of water on the keelson between this compartment and the magazine, which was on the other side of the passage.
Here we are sitting between that stern compartment and the mag. That's it. That's how much space you had to get powder from the hold. Hence they use of "powder monkeys," or little boys on the ship as young as 5 or 6 to get what you needed. We could barely fit in those compartments, and they're STILL dirty.
(http://i.imgur.com/OadHvA6l.jpg)
This is the magazine:
(http://i.imgur.com/tth9I3Zl.jpg)
Damn that's old!
So, this old creeper here in town has been hungrily staring at me for a decade. At coffee shops I have worked at or frequent, at the only gay bay *shudder*, for a decade.
Turns out he is an objectivist AND a philosophy professor at the main university here and uses John Galt as a screen name.
He thinks scientists are " just as dogmatic as religions."
I am shocked.
Quote from: Alty on June 21, 2014, 11:00:38 PM
So, this old creeper here in town has been hungrily staring at me for a decade. At coffee shops I have worked at or frequent, at the only gay bay *shudder*, for a decade.
Turns out he is an objectivist AND a philosophy professor at the main university here and uses John Galt as a screen name.
He thinks scientists are " just as dogmatic as religions."
I am shocked.
Um, well, aren't scientists as dogmatic as religions? :)
Quote from: UB on June 21, 2014, 11:36:37 PM
I am apologise unconditionally Show me the post.
I love this implementation of the ignore function.
Quote from: Regret on June 22, 2014, 12:26:58 AM
I love this ability to directly respond to a specific part of what was mentioned, deleting the things I'd rather not eat away time with addressing.
You're welcome. :)
Every time I see a post from UB, I just want to start singing, "Cherry, oh baby." For some reason. Just pops right in mah headspace.
Quote from: The Suu on June 22, 2014, 12:43:18 AM
Every time I see a post from UB, I just want to start singing, "Cherry, oh baby." For some reason. Just pops right in mah headspace.
I just piss my pants and forget who I am for half an hour.
Quote from: Hoopla on June 22, 2014, 02:32:03 AM
Quote from: The Suu on June 22, 2014, 12:43:18 AM
Every time I see a post from UB, I just want to start singing, "Cherry, oh baby." For some reason. Just pops right in mah headspace.
I just piss my pants and forget who I am for half an hour.
Oh I got pills for that.
Quote from: The Suu on June 21, 2014, 02:01:52 PM
She didn't serve in the Revolution, but was named by Washington while he was president and served in the Quasi-War, Barbary War, and War of 1812. 33 victories, no defeats, and she still carries 14 War of 1812 battle streamers in addition to flags designated to be flown by active duty ships. The season just started, so they were painting her up, and the crew was training to unfurl (they have to do it in 30 minutes of less.) She has a cruise scheduled for 4th of July of course, and in a year she's up here to Portsmouth for a 3 year restoration and refit. So if you want to see her, SEE HER NOW.
This is the stern portion of the keel. Look at that wood, dude.
(http://i.imgur.com/MAYf1EMl.jpg)
LOOK AT IT.
(http://i.imgur.com/Tmo0PV5l.jpg)
Those timbers were laid down over 217 years ago, and that's what the boat is still floating on. The upper holds and deck get refinished all the time because of wear and tear, and of course the sides that were blown in and such during actual battles, but that part is original. I had to climb down a ladder in a dress where my husband was able to catch me, and we climbed in there. That wood is petrified, and is actually preserved because of the saltwater. This was well below the water line and there was only a tiny splash of water on the keelson between this compartment and the magazine, which was on the other side of the passage.
Here we are sitting between that stern compartment and the mag. That's it. That's how much space you had to get powder from the hold. Hence they use of "powder monkeys," or little boys on the ship as young as 5 or 6 to get what you needed. We could barely fit in those compartments, and they're STILL dirty.
(http://i.imgur.com/OadHvA6l.jpg)
This is the magazine:
(http://i.imgur.com/tth9I3Zl.jpg)
Yar! That's pretty fucking cool - plus the storm of images conjured by the idea of Barbary War. Fucking badass. I don't say that often.
Quote from: Alty on June 21, 2014, 11:00:38 PM
So, this old creeper here in town has been hungrily staring at me for a decade. At coffee shops I have worked at or frequent, at the only gay bay *shudder*, for a decade.
Turns out he is an objectivist AND a philosophy professor at the main university here and uses John Galt as a screen name.
He thinks scientists are " just as dogmatic as religions."
I am shocked.
Please consult your spiritual advisor, TGRR, for further instructions.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 22, 2014, 04:36:03 AM
Quote from: Alty on June 21, 2014, 11:00:38 PM
So, this old creeper here in town has been hungrily staring at me for a decade. At coffee shops I have worked at or frequent, at the only gay bay *shudder*, for a decade.
Turns out he is an objectivist AND a philosophy professor at the main university here and uses John Galt as a screen name.
He thinks scientists are " just as dogmatic as religions."
I am shocked.
Please consult your spiritual advisor, TGRR, for further instructions.
Punch him inna face.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 22, 2014, 06:50:18 AM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 22, 2014, 04:36:03 AM
Quote from: Alty on June 21, 2014, 11:00:38 PM
So, this old creeper here in town has been hungrily staring at me for a decade. At coffee shops I have worked at or frequent, at the only gay bay *shudder*, for a decade.
Turns out he is an objectivist AND a philosophy professor at the main university here and uses John Galt as a screen name.
He thinks scientists are " just as dogmatic as religions."
I am shocked.
Please consult your spiritual advisor, TGRR, for further instructions.
Punch him inna face.
Catapult ez ballz witha spoon.
WHEe. Pretty sure I've almost fallen asleep at least twice since starting this post. Having no sleep in the past 28 hours and having worked 12 of those is certainly taking it's toll. I'm now concentrating on extremely loud music on intraveneous drip in my earphones to do the job.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 19, 2014, 01:37:14 AM
Hey Freeky! How goes?
Things go.
How about you (question put to all, not just Twid)?
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I'm going up to Phoenix for Kotei this year this Saturday, I hope. There theoretically is room for me in a car, plenty of room. Yes.
Excellent! I mean, Phoenix is terrible, but road trips are awesome.
They are! We set out after an all-nighter at 6 AM, a good time. It isn't too hot yet, then.
I HAS A NEW STALKER!
:lulz: I saw. Not a particularly interesting one, either, which is a shame.
Other than my dryer being broken, shit's about as good as it gets.
Quote from: Cain on June 22, 2014, 07:05:10 PM
WHEe. Pretty sure I've almost fallen asleep at least twice since starting this post. Having no sleep in the past 28 hours and having worked 12 of those is certainly taking it's toll. I'm now concentrating on extremely loud music on intraveneous drip in my earphones to do the job.
I hope you get rest soon, you've got a lot on your plate.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 22, 2014, 07:14:53 PM
Other than my dryer being broken, shit's about as good as it gets.
Awesome. :)
So I misspoke when I said Kotei was in Phoenix. I knew it wasn't exactly Phoenix, but I thought Prescott was part of it. Nope. :lulz: We made the trip (whic mapquest said should take three hours and twenty minutes) in a little more than two hours. My deck turned out to be shy in such a major competition, and I didn't do well at all. But that's okay, because I had fun anyway. And in a for funsies game after I was trounced due to deck lock in ten minutes (rounds were a firm 45), I flattened the guy in another fifteen. So that's a thing. :)
A strange and worrying development:
Quote from: The Monkey's dadWe really need to get The Monkey seen by a doctor to be tested for ADD,ADHD, and anything eles. He is acting up at school by hitting other kids, and spitting on them. He is wetting his pants and he has even shit his pants just because he could. If we don't help him now we will be the reason for his failure.
Monkey only rarely hits people at his daycare when it's my week to watch him, less than once a week for the most part, and he's never wet or pooped himself before, once he was fully potty trained. I've got him into behavioral health services, but he's only seen a counselor so far, because I can't get hold of doctors and so on.
Prescott is really pretty.
Good luck with the Monkey.
Thanks.
Perhaps monkey is angry about the weekly transitions - I just needed to say that - it's nobody's fault and can still be very difficult for monkey.
It's possible, and distressing if so. Possibly now that I've gotten him to some professionals, any damage done can be helped, and someone can help him cope with anger issues.
I am hopeful.
Yes. I think that the expression of care/understanding will help - and the Doctor will also help develop positive independent coping skills. When/where I was younger there was still too much of a stigma against seeing doctor and that was regrettable.
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 22, 2014, 07:11:40 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 19, 2014, 01:37:14 AM
Hey Freeky! How goes?
Things go.
How about you (question put to all, not just Twid)?
Generally the same as I've been for the past few months, except that my insomnia isn't staying up real late, now it involves sleep interruption and not being able to fall back asleep for significant stretches of time. It leaves me variously under- or over-rested. School. Need more studying.
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 22, 2014, 07:12:50 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 19, 2014, 02:24:40 AM
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Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 19, 2014, 01:18:55 AM
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 19, 2014, 12:57:10 AM
I'm going up to Phoenix for Kotei this year this Saturday, I hope. There theoretically is room for me in a car, plenty of room. Yes.
Excellent! I mean, Phoenix is terrible, but road trips are awesome.
They are! We set out after an all-nighter at 6 AM, a good time. It isn't too hot yet, then.
I HAS A NEW STALKER!
:lulz: I saw. Not a particularly interesting one, either, which is a shame.
Praise be... the level of boredom represented should cast doubt on such insinuations and prevent any new ones from arising.
The beach was beautiful and the sand was scorching.
Quote from: UB on June 22, 2014, 10:35:13 PM
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 22, 2014, 07:12:50 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 19, 2014, 02:24:40 AM
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 19, 2014, 01:23:52 AM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 19, 2014, 01:18:55 AM
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 19, 2014, 12:57:10 AM
I'm going up to Phoenix for Kotei this year this Saturday, I hope. There theoretically is room for me in a car, plenty of room. Yes.
Excellent! I mean, Phoenix is terrible, but road trips are awesome.
They are! We set out after an all-nighter at 6 AM, a good time. It isn't too hot yet, then.
I HAS A NEW STALKER!
:lulz: I saw. Not a particularly interesting one, either, which is a shame.
Praise be... the level of boredom represented should cast doubt on such insinuations and prevent any new ones from arising.
The beach was beautiful and the sand was scorching.
Fuck off. There isn't a single person still interested in engaging with you here. This is the case solely because of your terrible conduct.
Quote from: Pæs on June 22, 2014, 10:46:08 PM
Quote from: UB on June 22, 2014, 10:35:13 PM
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 22, 2014, 07:12:50 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 19, 2014, 02:24:40 AM
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 19, 2014, 01:23:52 AM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 19, 2014, 01:18:55 AM
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 19, 2014, 12:57:10 AM
I'm going up to Phoenix for Kotei this year this Saturday, I hope. There theoretically is room for me in a car, plenty of room. Yes.
Excellent! I mean, Phoenix is terrible, but road trips are awesome.
They are! We set out after an all-nighter at 6 AM, a good time. It isn't too hot yet, then.
I HAS A NEW STALKER!
:lulz: I saw. Not a particularly interesting one, either, which is a shame.
Praise be... the level of boredom represented should cast doubt on such insinuations and prevent any new ones from arising.
The beach was beautiful and the sand was scorching.
Fuck off. There isn't a single person still interested in engaging with you here. This is the case solely because of your terrible conduct.
Paes is right, at least in my case.
Quote from: LuciferX on June 22, 2014, 03:22:25 AM
Yar! That's pretty fucking cool - plus the storm of images conjured by the idea of Barbary War. Fucking badass. I don't say that often.
If you're ever in Boston, go. Totally worth it. Try to be in the area when they do Colors at 8am. They let us on the dock to watch the cannon go off. Granted, again, Navy privileges, but the area around it is a public park, and there's a nice dock just up the block where you get a view of the Navy Yard and Downtown. Totally free for public access.
Quote from: Pæs on June 22, 2014, 10:46:08 PM
Fuck off. There isn't a single person still interested in engaging with you here. This is the case solely because of your terrible conduct.
Let the thing respond all it likes. Ignoring it is best, because not existing hurts more than being hated. Pledge, and annoy the shit out of it.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 22, 2014, 10:34:50 PM
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 22, 2014, 07:11:40 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 19, 2014, 01:37:14 AM
Hey Freeky! How goes?
Things go.
How about you (question put to all, not just Twid)?
Generally the same as I've been for the past few months, except that my insomnia isn't staying up real late, now it involves sleep interruption and not being able to fall back asleep for significant stretches of time. It leaves me variously under- or over-rested. School. Need more studying.
Sounds butts, the sleep part. :( Good luck with school!
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 23, 2014, 12:48:08 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 22, 2014, 10:34:50 PM
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 22, 2014, 07:11:40 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 19, 2014, 01:37:14 AM
Hey Freeky! How goes?
Things go.
How about you (question put to all, not just Twid)?
Generally the same as I've been for the past few months, except that my insomnia isn't staying up real late, now it involves sleep interruption and not being able to fall back asleep for significant stretches of time. It leaves me variously under- or over-rested. School. Need more studying.
Sounds butts, the sleep part. :( Good luck with school!
If I stayed in history, I'd be a junior right now. But I switched to bio, so I think I'm a sophomore now. Anyway, I transfer to a 4 year at the end of Spring 2015.
I'm mostly interested in microbiology, molecular biology and studying evolution in early Earth conditions.
Oh. Unless we find life on Titan or Enceladus or something. If that, that's my job if I can snag it.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 23, 2014, 12:56:02 AM
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Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 22, 2014, 10:34:50 PM
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 22, 2014, 07:11:40 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 19, 2014, 01:37:14 AM
Hey Freeky! How goes?
Things go.
How about you (question put to all, not just Twid)?
Generally the same as I've been for the past few months, except that my insomnia isn't staying up real late, now it involves sleep interruption and not being able to fall back asleep for significant stretches of time. It leaves me variously under- or over-rested. School. Need more studying.
Sounds butts, the sleep part. :( Good luck with school!
If I stayed in history, I'd be a junior right now. But I switched to bio, so I think I'm a sophomore now. Anyway, I transfer to a 4 year at the end of Spring 2015.
I'm mostly interested in microbiology, molecular biology and studying evolution in early Earth conditions.
I can't recall whether I've already asked whether you've received advising at the university you're transferring to yet? Where are you headed, again?
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 23, 2014, 01:32:17 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 23, 2014, 12:56:02 AM
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Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 22, 2014, 10:34:50 PM
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 22, 2014, 07:11:40 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 19, 2014, 01:37:14 AM
Hey Freeky! How goes?
Things go.
How about you (question put to all, not just Twid)?
Generally the same as I've been for the past few months, except that my insomnia isn't staying up real late, now it involves sleep interruption and not being able to fall back asleep for significant stretches of time. It leaves me variously under- or over-rested. School. Need more studying.
Sounds butts, the sleep part. :( Good luck with school!
If I stayed in history, I'd be a junior right now. But I switched to bio, so I think I'm a sophomore now. Anyway, I transfer to a 4 year at the end of Spring 2015.
I'm mostly interested in microbiology, molecular biology and studying evolution in early Earth conditions.
I can't recall whether I've already asked whether you've received advising at the university you're transferring to yet? Where are you headed, again?
If I can, I'll go to something like MIT, but I'm banking on UMass Boston. They'll automatically accept me, being a student from Bunker Hill, and all of my Biology major credits will transfer (BHCC and UMass have an agreement). My major at BHCC is actually called "Biology Transfer Program." The understanding is that you're not getting an AS, but a BS. I've gotten rudimentary advising, and that's the only reason why I'm entertaining MIT and other universities for junior and senior year. But ultimately it comes down to money. If MIT will accept me and give me way more financial aid, well, yeah, MIT.
Incidentally, if I end up going to school in Cambridge instead of Boston, I'm definitely not moving out of Somerville until I get my BS. If I transfer to UMass, I might consider moving back into Boston, most likely Dorchester, since Dorchester is less expensive than other parts, and close to UMass. As it is right now, I'm one train line stop away from BHCC, and the train station is a 10 minute walk from my place.
I could actually walk to school in 20 minutes...
Today I found out that Marion Zimmer Bradley was a child molester/rapist and that she and her husband got their rocks off by diddling kids when they weren't writing books or founding the SCA or starting covens or whatever.
I never got into her work much, but she was a big influence on a lot of my pagan friends and she was the mentor to some authors I really enjoy. So. Kinda vomiting in my mouth, here. I lack the ability to separate art from artist in the case of child abuse.
I thought about making a separate post about this since it's sort of messing with my head and there's all sorts of wonderful discussions to be had about this shitstorm. But I kinda wanna curl up in my closet and not come out, instead.
Not entirely sure why, except that it's Summer.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 23, 2014, 03:55:47 AM
Today I found out that Marion Zimmer Bradley was a child molester/rapist and that she and her husband got their rocks off by diddling kids when they weren't writing books or founding the SCA or starting covens or whatever.
I never got into her work much, but she was a big influence on a lot of my pagan friends and she was the mentor to some authors I really enjoy. So. Kinda vomiting in my mouth, here. I lack the ability to separate art from artist in the case of child abuse.
I thought about making a separate post about this since it's sort of messing with my head and there's all sorts of wonderful discussions to be had about this shitstorm. But I kinda wanna curl up in my closet and not come out, instead.
Not entirely sure why, except that it's Summer.
What
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 23, 2014, 03:55:47 AM
Today I found out that Marion Zimmer Bradley was a child molester/rapist and that she and her husband got their rocks off by diddling kids when they weren't writing books or founding the SCA or starting covens or whatever.
I never got into her work much, but she was a big influence on a lot of my pagan friends and she was the mentor to some authors I really enjoy. So. Kinda vomiting in my mouth, here. I lack the ability to separate art from artist in the case of child abuse.
I thought about making a separate post about this since it's sort of messing with my head and there's all sorts of wonderful discussions to be had about this shitstorm. But I kinda wanna curl up in my closet and not come out, instead.
Not entirely sure why, except that it's Summer.
Start the thread.
Quote from: WikipediaBradley and Breen separated in 1979 but remained married, and continued a business relationship and lived on the same street for over a decade. They officially divorced on May 9, 1990, the year Breen was arrested on child molestation charges of a 12 year old boy.[2] She had edited Breen's book Greek Love, which was dedicated to her, and in 1965 had contributed an article, "Feminine Equivalents of Greek Love in Modern Literature", to Breen's journal The International Journal of Greek Love.[3][4] She had known about Breen's sexual interests and previously accepted his sexual abuse of a 14 year old boy.
WHAT.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 23, 2014, 04:16:11 AM
Quote from: WikipediaBradley and Breen separated in 1979 but remained married, and continued a business relationship and lived on the same street for over a decade. They officially divorced on May 9, 1990, the year Breen was arrested on child molestation charges of a 12 year old boy.[2] She had edited Breen's book Greek Love, which was dedicated to her, and in 1965 had contributed an article, "Feminine Equivalents of Greek Love in Modern Literature", to Breen's journal The International Journal of Greek Love.[3][4] She had known about Breen's sexual interests and previously accepted his sexual abuse of a 14 year old boy.
WHAT.
Yeah. I read a deposition she gave and the attorney asks her about five or six other kids and why she never reported it to the police or believed her daughter when the girl told MZB that Breen was doing all this shit. And that doesn't even cover what MZB did, herself.
:vom:
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 23, 2014, 04:36:11 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 23, 2014, 04:16:11 AM
Quote from: WikipediaBradley and Breen separated in 1979 but remained married, and continued a business relationship and lived on the same street for over a decade. They officially divorced on May 9, 1990, the year Breen was arrested on child molestation charges of a 12 year old boy.[2] She had edited Breen's book Greek Love, which was dedicated to her, and in 1965 had contributed an article, "Feminine Equivalents of Greek Love in Modern Literature", to Breen's journal The International Journal of Greek Love.[3][4] She had known about Breen's sexual interests and previously accepted his sexual abuse of a 14 year old boy.
WHAT.
Yeah. I read a deposition she gave and the attorney asks her about five or six other kids and why she never reported it to the police or believed her daughter when the girl told MZB that Breen was doing all this shit. And that doesn't even cover what MZB did, herself.
:vom:
I see.
I really have nothing else to say until more comes out.
I also hate shit like this, because my immediate reaction is to reject all art from artist. Which is wrong. The art stands on its own propriety.
I do recall, however, the rampant accounts of sexual abuse, ranging from rape to religiously sanctioned incest (which was also woman priestess raping her brother under false pretext), in Mists of Avalon.
Actually the more I think about the story, the less I am surprised....
:vom:
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 23, 2014, 04:54:51 AM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 23, 2014, 04:36:11 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 23, 2014, 04:16:11 AM
Quote from: WikipediaBradley and Breen separated in 1979 but remained married, and continued a business relationship and lived on the same street for over a decade. They officially divorced on May 9, 1990, the year Breen was arrested on child molestation charges of a 12 year old boy.[2] She had edited Breen's book Greek Love, which was dedicated to her, and in 1965 had contributed an article, "Feminine Equivalents of Greek Love in Modern Literature", to Breen's journal The International Journal of Greek Love.[3][4] She had known about Breen's sexual interests and previously accepted his sexual abuse of a 14 year old boy.
WHAT.
Yeah. I read a deposition she gave and the attorney asks her about five or six other kids and why she never reported it to the police or believed her daughter when the girl told MZB that Breen was doing all this shit. And that doesn't even cover what MZB did, herself.
:vom:
I see.
I really have nothing else to say until more comes out.
I also hate shit like this, because my immediate reaction is to reject all art from artist. Which is wrong. The art stands on its own propriety.
I do recall, however, the rampant accounts of sexual abuse, ranging from rape to religiously sanctioned incest (which was also woman priestess raping her brother under false pretext), in Mists of Avalon.
Actually the more I think about the story, the less I am surprised....
:vom:
I don't think art stands on its own in child abuse cases. That can make me a horrible person, I don't care.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 23, 2014, 05:16:22 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 23, 2014, 04:54:51 AM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 23, 2014, 04:36:11 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 23, 2014, 04:16:11 AM
Quote from: WikipediaBradley and Breen separated in 1979 but remained married, and continued a business relationship and lived on the same street for over a decade. They officially divorced on May 9, 1990, the year Breen was arrested on child molestation charges of a 12 year old boy.[2] She had edited Breen's book Greek Love, which was dedicated to her, and in 1965 had contributed an article, "Feminine Equivalents of Greek Love in Modern Literature", to Breen's journal The International Journal of Greek Love.[3][4] She had known about Breen's sexual interests and previously accepted his sexual abuse of a 14 year old boy.
WHAT.
Yeah. I read a deposition she gave and the attorney asks her about five or six other kids and why she never reported it to the police or believed her daughter when the girl told MZB that Breen was doing all this shit. And that doesn't even cover what MZB did, herself.
:vom:
I see.
I really have nothing else to say until more comes out.
I also hate shit like this, because my immediate reaction is to reject all art from artist. Which is wrong. The art stands on its own propriety.
I do recall, however, the rampant accounts of sexual abuse, ranging from rape to religiously sanctioned incest (which was also woman priestess raping her brother under false pretext), in Mists of Avalon.
Actually the more I think about the story, the less I am surprised....
:vom:
I don't think art stands on its own in child abuse cases. That can make me a horrible person, I don't care.
The more I'm recalling Mists of Avalon, the more I'm thinking it's an academic point.
That's pretty fucking creepy. As I mentioned earlier in this thread, for myself personally I have a hard time enjoying art when it is associated with really awful things (Woody Allen movies come to mind).
I finally figured out the Ignore function and by god it is rad.
I'm refusing to use it out of a misguided display of empathy with the mods. I can confirm that you are missing nothing of value.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 23, 2014, 05:16:22 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 23, 2014, 04:54:51 AM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 23, 2014, 04:36:11 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 23, 2014, 04:16:11 AM
Quote from: WikipediaBradley and Breen separated in 1979 but remained married, and continued a business relationship and lived on the same street for over a decade. They officially divorced on May 9, 1990, the year Breen was arrested on child molestation charges of a 12 year old boy.[2] She had edited Breen's book Greek Love, which was dedicated to her, and in 1965 had contributed an article, "Feminine Equivalents of Greek Love in Modern Literature", to Breen's journal The International Journal of Greek Love.[3][4] She had known about Breen's sexual interests and previously accepted his sexual abuse of a 14 year old boy.
WHAT.
Yeah. I read a deposition she gave and the attorney asks her about five or six other kids and why she never reported it to the police or believed her daughter when the girl told MZB that Breen was doing all this shit. And that doesn't even cover what MZB did, herself.
:vom:
I see.
I really have nothing else to say until more comes out.
I also hate shit like this, because my immediate reaction is to reject all art from artist. Which is wrong. The art stands on its own propriety.
I do recall, however, the rampant accounts of sexual abuse, ranging from rape to religiously sanctioned incest (which was also woman priestess raping her brother under false pretext), in Mists of Avalon.
Actually the more I think about the story, the less I am surprised....
:vom:
I don't think art stands on its own in child abuse cases. That can make me a horrible person, I don't care.
Agreed, beyond a certain point hurting the bad person is a sufficient goal for many acts, including hating their art. Not very effective, but that is beside the point.
Quote from: Cainad (dec.) on June 23, 2014, 12:10:18 PM
I finally figured out the Ignore function and by god it is rad.
It is, isn't it!
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 23, 2014, 03:55:47 AM
Today I found out that Marion Zimmer Bradley was a child molester/rapist and that she and her husband got their rocks off by diddling kids when they weren't writing books or founding the SCA or starting covens or whatever.
I never got into her work much, but she was a big influence on a lot of my pagan friends and she was the mentor to some authors I really enjoy. So. Kinda vomiting in my mouth, here. I lack the ability to separate art from artist in the case of child abuse.
I thought about making a separate post about this since it's sort of messing with my head and there's all sorts of wonderful discussions to be had about this shitstorm. But I kinda wanna curl up in my closet and not come out, instead.
Not entirely sure why, except that it's Summer.
The only thing MZB did for the SCA was give it their name when she called to book space in a public park for an event. They didn't have a name for their group, and she came up with it off the cuff. That's her claim to fame. The group itself was founded in Diana Listmaker's backyard in Berkeley. They were essentially a bunch of hippie college students who were obsessed with Tolkien.
MZB was aware of Walter Breen's behavior, but I don't believe anything was ever found that stated she actually engaged in it with him, but she did always seem to support him for some reason. The situation is very bizarre. I've never actually gotten into her writing, kinda glad I didn't now.
Also, I seemed to have pulled my left groin muscle during my workouts last week. If you ever wanted to simultaneously ruin your athletic progress and sex life at the same time, have I got an injury for you!
Quote from: Cainad (dec.) on June 23, 2014, 12:10:18 PM
I finally figured out the Ignore function and by god it is rad.
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 23, 2014, 12:20:16 PM
I'm refusing to use it out of a misguided display of empathy with the mods. I can confirm that you are missing nothing of value.
Might not be too much a problem. Inge/UB seems to be having a moment, today (or, rather, yesterday). As such, I am merely venting all of her posts into her unlimited thread.
There's a word for what We're do.
We call it CYBORG PRIDE.
I didn't even know there as an ignore function. Other than, you know, just glancing past the posts of trolls and continuing.
Quote from: The Suu on June 23, 2014, 01:20:43 PM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 23, 2014, 03:55:47 AM
Today I found out that Marion Zimmer Bradley was a child molester/rapist and that she and her husband got their rocks off by diddling kids when they weren't writing books or founding the SCA or starting covens or whatever.
I never got into her work much, but she was a big influence on a lot of my pagan friends and she was the mentor to some authors I really enjoy. So. Kinda vomiting in my mouth, here. I lack the ability to separate art from artist in the case of child abuse.
I thought about making a separate post about this since it's sort of messing with my head and there's all sorts of wonderful discussions to be had about this shitstorm. But I kinda wanna curl up in my closet and not come out, instead.
Not entirely sure why, except that it's Summer.
The only thing MZB did for the SCA was give it their name when she called to book space in a public park for an event. They didn't have a name for their group, and she came up with it off the cuff. That's her claim to fame. The group itself was founded in Diana Listmaker's backyard in Berkeley. They were essentially a bunch of hippie college students who were obsessed with Tolkien.
MZB was aware of Walter Breen's behavior, but I don't believe anything was ever found that stated she actually engaged in it with him, but she did always seem to support him for some reason. The situation is very bizarre. I've never actually gotten into her writing, kinda glad I didn't now.
I'm pretty sure her claim to fame was writing about a zillion insanely popular fantasy novels, including one that has become (perhaps ironically) iconic for feminists and Wiccans. I doubt anyone outside of the SCA has heard of how it got its name, or for that matter has heard of the SCA.
Quote from: The Suu on June 23, 2014, 01:20:43 PM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 23, 2014, 03:55:47 AM
Today I found out that Marion Zimmer Bradley was a child molester/rapist and that she and her husband got their rocks off by diddling kids when they weren't writing books or founding the SCA or starting covens or whatever.
I never got into her work much, but she was a big influence on a lot of my pagan friends and she was the mentor to some authors I really enjoy. So. Kinda vomiting in my mouth, here. I lack the ability to separate art from artist in the case of child abuse.
I thought about making a separate post about this since it's sort of messing with my head and there's all sorts of wonderful discussions to be had about this shitstorm. But I kinda wanna curl up in my closet and not come out, instead.
Not entirely sure why, except that it's Summer.
The only thing MZB did for the SCA was give it their name when she called to book space in a public park for an event. They didn't have a name for their group, and she came up with it off the cuff. That's her claim to fame. The group itself was founded in Diana Listmaker's backyard in Berkeley. They were essentially a bunch of hippie college students who were obsessed with Tolkien.
MZB was aware of Walter Breen's behavior, but I don't believe anything was ever found that stated she actually engaged in it with him, but she did always seem to support him for some reason. The situation is very bizarre. I've never actually gotten into her writing, kinda glad I didn't now.
Well there is stuff now. Her daughter has stepped forward.
My Monday schedule for the next...fucking forever:
Drive 8 miles to work in Vancouver, WA
7:00 am to 1:30 pm: Work
Drive 17.5 miles to the southernmost reaches of Portland (PCC Sylvania Campus)
3:00 pm to 5:20 pm: Improv Class
Drive 7 miles to SE Portland (PCC CLIMB Center)
6:30 pm to 9:20 pm: Intellectual Property Class
Drive 5 miles to HOME!
I think I may have made a dumb.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 23, 2014, 03:32:44 PM
There's a word for what We're do.
We call it CYBORG PRIDE.
What's cyborg pride?
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 23, 2014, 04:21:15 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 23, 2014, 03:32:44 PM
There's a word for what We're do.
We call it CYBORG PRIDE.
What's cyborg pride?
I'm glad you asked. Check the Hell thread in a few minutes.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 23, 2014, 03:47:45 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 23, 2014, 01:20:43 PM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 23, 2014, 03:55:47 AM
Today I found out that Marion Zimmer Bradley was a child molester/rapist and that she and her husband got their rocks off by diddling kids when they weren't writing books or founding the SCA or starting covens or whatever.
I never got into her work much, but she was a big influence on a lot of my pagan friends and she was the mentor to some authors I really enjoy. So. Kinda vomiting in my mouth, here. I lack the ability to separate art from artist in the case of child abuse.
I thought about making a separate post about this since it's sort of messing with my head and there's all sorts of wonderful discussions to be had about this shitstorm. But I kinda wanna curl up in my closet and not come out, instead.
Not entirely sure why, except that it's Summer.
The only thing MZB did for the SCA was give it their name when she called to book space in a public park for an event. They didn't have a name for their group, and she came up with it off the cuff. That's her claim to fame. The group itself was founded in Diana Listmaker's backyard in Berkeley. They were essentially a bunch of hippie college students who were obsessed with Tolkien.
MZB was aware of Walter Breen's behavior, but I don't believe anything was ever found that stated she actually engaged in it with him, but she did always seem to support him for some reason. The situation is very bizarre. I've never actually gotten into her writing, kinda glad I didn't now.
I'm pretty sure her claim to fame was writing about a zillion insanely popular fantasy novels, including one that has become (perhaps ironically) iconic for feminists and Wiccans. I doubt anyone outside of the SCA has heard of how it got its name, or for that matter has heard of the SCA.
I meant in the SCA, not her overall fame as an author. I knew about Mists of Avalon before I started dressing like a jackass and hitting people with sticks.
I finished my paper for 2014-2015. Waiting for counselor to respond my questions on how to apply as a undergrad with a non-transferable 2 year degree. Don't know if taking my SAT will improve applications as I took the Compass test in Texas. Overall this will be all new to me going to a big boy campus.
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 23, 2014, 10:56:39 PM
I finished my paper for 2014-2015. Waiting for counselor to respond my questions on how to apply as a undergrad with a non-transferable 2 year degree. Don't know if taking my SAT will improve applications as I took the Compass test in Texas. Overall this will be all new to me going to a big boy campus.
WOOOO!!!
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 23, 2014, 04:18:56 PM
My Monday schedule for the next...fucking forever:
Drive 8 miles to work in Vancouver, WA
7:00 am to 1:30 pm: Work
Drive 17.5 miles to the southernmost reaches of Portland (PCC Sylvania Campus)
3:00 pm to 5:20 pm: Improv Class
Drive 7 miles to SE Portland (PCC CLIMB Center)
6:30 pm to 9:20 pm: Intellectual Property Class
Drive 5 miles to HOME!
I think I may have made a dumb.
That sounds shit-tastic. Damn, dude.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 23, 2014, 11:49:25 PM
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 23, 2014, 04:18:56 PM
My Monday schedule for the next...fucking forever:
Drive 8 miles to work in Vancouver, WA
7:00 am to 1:30 pm: Work
Drive 17.5 miles to the southernmost reaches of Portland (PCC Sylvania Campus)
3:00 pm to 5:20 pm: Improv Class
Drive 7 miles to SE Portland (PCC CLIMB Center)
6:30 pm to 9:20 pm: Intellectual Property Class
Drive 5 miles to HOME!
I think I may have made a dumb.
That sounds shit-tastic. Damn, dude.
The estimated 59 minutes of travel time is already over an hour and a half.
BUT improv was a hoot, and my IP Class has a 3D printer whirring up at the front...awesomeness almost makes up for the commute.
IT disabled JavaScript for my machine in error. I asked them to turn it back on as I don't have access to those settings _legitimately_.
They spent twenty minutes or so this morning turning Java on and off again. These are two totally different technologies.
Is like having a mechanic trying to resolve flat tire by flashing headlights. YOU HAD ONE JOB.
Quote from: Pæs on June 24, 2014, 02:01:20 AM
IT disabled JavaScript for my machine in error. I asked them to turn it back on as I don't have access to those settings _legitimately_.
They spent twenty minutes or so this morning turning Java on and off again. These are two totally different technologies.
Is like having a mechanic trying to resolve flat tire by flashing headlights. YOU HAD ONE JOB.
:lulz: That's terrible.
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 24, 2014, 01:47:54 AM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 23, 2014, 11:49:25 PM
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 23, 2014, 04:18:56 PM
My Monday schedule for the next...fucking forever:
Drive 8 miles to work in Vancouver, WA
7:00 am to 1:30 pm: Work
Drive 17.5 miles to the southernmost reaches of Portland (PCC Sylvania Campus)
3:00 pm to 5:20 pm: Improv Class
Drive 7 miles to SE Portland (PCC CLIMB Center)
6:30 pm to 9:20 pm: Intellectual Property Class
Drive 5 miles to HOME!
I think I may have made a dumb.
That sounds shit-tastic. Damn, dude.
The estimated 59 minutes of travel time is already over an hour and a half.
BUT improv was a hoot, and my IP Class has a 3D printer whirring up at the front...awesomeness almost makes up for the commute.
The awesome things sound super awesome!
Oh dear.
6 lads caught nicking scrap and shoving it from a skip to the van. Caught by the client. On CCTV.
Meeting shortly should be amusing.
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 23, 2014, 04:18:56 PM
My Monday schedule for the next...fucking forever:
Drive 8 miles to work in Vancouver, WA
7:00 am to 1:30 pm: Work
Drive 17.5 miles to the southernmost reaches of Portland (PCC Sylvania Campus)
3:00 pm to 5:20 pm: Improv Class
Drive 7 miles to SE Portland (PCC CLIMB Center)
6:30 pm to 9:20 pm: Intellectual Property Class
Drive 5 miles to HOME!
I think I may have made a dumb.
The lengthy commute is the most important class of all, as it gives you first-hand knowledge of how the rest of your working life will be.
6 lads sacked.
Surprised at how quickly they coughed to it, to be fair to them. Still means they're getting fucked in all manner of unusual and unpleasant ways.
4 hours mandatory competition law training this morning.
Shoot me in my face.
"competition law"?
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 24, 2014, 11:52:38 AM
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 23, 2014, 04:18:56 PM
My Monday schedule for the next...fucking forever:
Drive 8 miles to work in Vancouver, WA
7:00 am to 1:30 pm: Work
Drive 17.5 miles to the southernmost reaches of Portland (PCC Sylvania Campus)
3:00 pm to 5:20 pm: Improv Class
Drive 7 miles to SE Portland (PCC CLIMB Center)
6:30 pm to 9:20 pm: Intellectual Property Class
Drive 5 miles to HOME!
I think I may have made a dumb.
The lengthy commute is the most important class of all, as it gives you first-hand knowledge of how the rest of your working life will be.
Most of the larger law firms are downtown. That's also where you'll find one of the better tent cities and prime squats. I'm not saying I'd sleep on a sidewalk just to avoid a bridge crossing during rush hour...but then again, I'm not saying I WOULDN'T.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 24, 2014, 01:56:22 PM
"competition law"?
I'm guessing it's the "Do no bribe people or take bribes. No collusion either" lecture.
Damn, this place is dead today.
Probably just as well, as I've been doing my writing. Just need to add links now, and I'm done.
Quote from: Pæs on June 24, 2014, 02:01:20 AM
IT disabled JavaScript for my machine in error. I asked them to turn it back on as I don't have access to those settings _legitimately_.
They spent twenty minutes or so this morning turning Java on and off again. These are two totally different technologies.
Is like having a mechanic trying to resolve flat tire by flashing headlights. YOU HAD ONE JOB.
:lulz:
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 24, 2014, 02:45:25 PM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 24, 2014, 11:52:38 AM
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 23, 2014, 04:18:56 PM
My Monday schedule for the next...fucking forever:
Drive 8 miles to work in Vancouver, WA
7:00 am to 1:30 pm: Work
Drive 17.5 miles to the southernmost reaches of Portland (PCC Sylvania Campus)
3:00 pm to 5:20 pm: Improv Class
Drive 7 miles to SE Portland (PCC CLIMB Center)
6:30 pm to 9:20 pm: Intellectual Property Class
Drive 5 miles to HOME!
I think I may have made a dumb.
The lengthy commute is the most important class of all, as it gives you first-hand knowledge of how the rest of your working life will be.
Most of the larger law firms are downtown. That's also where you'll find one of the better tent cities and prime squats. I'm not saying I'd sleep on a sidewalk just to avoid a bridge crossing during rush hour...but then again, I'm not saying I WOULDN'T.
Seriously, I have considered moving to Marquam Hill if I get into OHSU.
People make it sound like the bridges are some kind of asset. They aren't.
First day of sensation & perception today.
Hung over as fuck, what am I doing why am I doing this.
80 FUCKING TABS.
Away with thee.
I think I forgot to mention I'm out on the Outer Banks this week so I will only be around sporadically. Necronomicoin to resume upon return.
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on June 24, 2014, 06:35:41 PM
I think I forgot to mention I'm out on the Outer Banks this week so I will only be around sporadically. Necronomicoin to resume upon return.
Oh man, the Outer Banks are THE SHIT. I love the Carolinas. Enjoy!
Hi, everyone.
Busy as hell, here.
In fact, this is the busiest I've ever been, at least since I left the military.
I'll be back when I can.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 24, 2014, 08:05:30 PM
Hi, everyone.
Busy as hell, here.
In fact, this is the busiest I've ever been, at least since I left the military.
I'll be back when I can.
Good busy? Or "OH FUCK THE PLANT IS MELTING" busy?
Quote from: The Suu on June 24, 2014, 08:14:45 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 24, 2014, 08:05:30 PM
Hi, everyone.
Busy as hell, here.
In fact, this is the busiest I've ever been, at least since I left the military.
I'll be back when I can.
Good busy? Or "OH FUCK THE PLANT IS MELTING" busy?
New equipment install. We're doubling the plant's size in 90 days. Busy busy busy.
WHAT COULD GO WRONG? :whack:
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 24, 2014, 08:29:41 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 24, 2014, 08:14:45 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 24, 2014, 08:05:30 PM
Hi, everyone.
Busy as hell, here.
In fact, this is the busiest I've ever been, at least since I left the military.
I'll be back when I can.
Good busy? Or "OH FUCK THE PLANT IS MELTING" busy?
New equipment install. We're doubling the plant's size in 90 days. Busy busy busy.
WHAT COULD GO WRONG? :whack:
I'm sure it'll be just fine.
(http://bornmannlaw.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/04/Bornmann-Law-Group-Downtown-Tucson-Arizona.jpg)
Good news, you guys; Just when I was starting to miss GoogleEarth "Broham" Einstein, Sensation & Perception is CHOCK FULL of Brohams. It's going to be a fun summer!
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 24, 2014, 08:50:59 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 24, 2014, 08:29:41 PM
Quote from: The Suu on June 24, 2014, 08:14:45 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 24, 2014, 08:05:30 PM
Hi, everyone.
Busy as hell, here.
In fact, this is the busiest I've ever been, at least since I left the military.
I'll be back when I can.
Good busy? Or "OH FUCK THE PLANT IS MELTING" busy?
New equipment install. We're doubling the plant's size in 90 days. Busy busy busy.
WHAT COULD GO WRONG? :whack:
I'm sure it'll be just fine.
(http://bornmannlaw.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/04/Bornmann-Law-Group-Downtown-Tucson-Arizona.jpg)
:shudder:
Well on the plus side there will be twice as much shit that breaks in 3 months.
Wait.
Quote from: The Suu on June 24, 2014, 07:34:46 PM
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on June 24, 2014, 06:35:41 PM
I think I forgot to mention I'm out on the Outer Banks this week so I will only be around sporadically. Necronomicoin to resume upon return.
Oh man, the Outer Banks are THE SHIT. I love the Carolinas. Enjoy!
I love it here. This is my third year coming down for a week to visit my park ranger buddy. I cannot get tired of these beaches.
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 24, 2014, 09:10:24 PM
Well on the plus side there will be twice as much shit that breaks in 3 months.
Wait.
I CAN TAKE IT
NOTHING WRONG WITH ME
A friend of mine right now is on a business trip in Tucson right now, and he *likes* it there.
I'm wondering if I should tell him.
Quote from: The Suu on June 25, 2014, 12:00:19 AM
A friend of mine right now is on a business trip in Tucson right now, and he *likes* it there.
I'm wondering if I should tell him.
Too late.
All the pretty homeworks.
Somehow, all of my courses have heavy online components this term. I feel a little tricked.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 25, 2014, 12:01:32 AM
Quote from: The Suu on June 25, 2014, 12:00:19 AM
A friend of mine right now is on a business trip in Tucson right now, and he *likes* it there.
I'm wondering if I should tell him.
Too late.
You're right.
Nashville, get ready to be Tucson'd.
Quote from: The Suu on June 25, 2014, 12:06:57 AM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 25, 2014, 12:01:32 AM
Quote from: The Suu on June 25, 2014, 12:00:19 AM
A friend of mine right now is on a business trip in Tucson right now, and he *likes* it there.
I'm wondering if I should tell him.
Too late.
You're right.
Nashville, get ready to be Tucson'd.
"At first it was just like, one scorpion in the Grand Ol' Opry. But then, like, we kept hearing this rustling noise. And some snorting. Figured it was some Tim McGraw groupies doing heroin in one of the dressing rooms again. Then Dolly Parton was being gored on stage by javelinas and there was so much screaming. All the blood. And the sand and cactuses from nowhere. And. Oh my God. The blood. The blood. The screams."
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 25, 2014, 01:14:26 AM
Quote from: The Suu on June 25, 2014, 12:06:57 AM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 25, 2014, 12:01:32 AM
Quote from: The Suu on June 25, 2014, 12:00:19 AM
A friend of mine right now is on a business trip in Tucson right now, and he *likes* it there.
I'm wondering if I should tell him.
Too late.
You're right.
Nashville, get ready to be Tucson'd.
"At first it was just like, one scorpion in the Grand Ol' Opry. But then, like, we kept hearing this rustling noise. And some snorting. Figured it was some Tim McGraw groupies doing heroin in one of the dressing rooms again. Then Dolly Parton was being gored on stage by javelinas and there was so much screaming. All the blood. And the sand and cactuses from nowhere. And. Oh my God. The blood. The blood. The screams."
You and I both know that's a huge improvement.
So I think instead of screwing up this garment, what I have done is created a scientific constant somewhere in quantum theory. I have tried several different methods of attaching the gore, which measures exactly to its sister gores, and received the same results each time. So rather than defining insanity, I am actually CREATING A CONSTANT FORM OF CHAOS OUT OF OTHER NON-CHAOTIC CONSTANTS. For every aneristic action there is an equal but opposite eristic action.
BETTER SCIENCE THROUGH SEWING.
In other news, I just sent Chris to the Meet Rack.
"Oh yeah, check it out...best craft beer bar in Tucson!"
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
Quote from: The Suu on June 25, 2014, 02:26:24 AM
So I think instead of screwing up this garment, what I have done is created a scientific constant somewhere in quantum theory. I have tried several different methods of attaching the gore, which measures exactly to its sister gores, and received the same results each time. So rather than defining insanity, I am actually CREATING A CONSTANT FORM OF CHAOS OUT OF OTHER NON-CHAOTIC CONSTANTS. For every aneristic action there is an equal but opposite eristic action.
BETTER SCIENCE THROUGH SEWING.
Rotate the bias 23°, I dare you.
Quote from: The Suu on June 25, 2014, 01:58:21 AM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 25, 2014, 01:14:26 AM
Quote from: The Suu on June 25, 2014, 12:06:57 AM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 25, 2014, 12:01:32 AM
Quote from: The Suu on June 25, 2014, 12:00:19 AM
A friend of mine right now is on a business trip in Tucson right now, and he *likes* it there.
I'm wondering if I should tell him.
Too late.
You're right.
Nashville, get ready to be Tucson'd.
"At first it was just like, one scorpion in the Grand Ol' Opry. But then, like, we kept hearing this rustling noise. And some snorting. Figured it was some Tim McGraw groupies doing heroin in one of the dressing rooms again. Then Dolly Parton was being gored on stage by javelinas and there was so much screaming. All the blood. And the sand and cactuses from nowhere. And. Oh my God. The blood. The blood. The screams."
You and I both know that's a huge improvement.
Until PETA gets involved because mistreating javelinas. :(
Quote from: The Suu on June 25, 2014, 02:30:49 AM
In other news, I just sent Chris to the Meet Rack.
"Oh yeah, check it out...best craft beer bar in Tucson!"
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
You are a BAD PERSON. :lulz:
Went to a fabulous Italian restaurant tonight with boyfriend B and had the most delightful cioppino. It was so fucking delicious I think I might dream about it.
Meaghan (Pat's wife) went into labor last night. Her water broke at the restaurant during the onion volcano. This is working out to be an eventful week.
Skirt, fillet, lamb-chop, for me, and then some veal sausage, that went to the canine. I also really enjoy my meat unprocessed. Fuck if the dog cares.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 24, 2014, 10:21:15 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 24, 2014, 09:10:24 PM
Well on the plus side there will be twice as much shit that breaks in 3 months.
Wait.
I CAN TAKE IT
NOTHING WRONG WITH ME
You know, I'd be interested to tender for the upcoming works in about 6-7 months when this all goes to shit. Have your peon call my peon.
And it's a boy, like Pat was hoping. They named him after his (Pat's) father.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 25, 2014, 07:52:14 AM
Went to a fabulous Italian restaurant tonight with boyfriend B and had the most delightful cioppino. It was so fucking delicious I think I might dream about it.
I envy you. I have to travel about 20 miles for the nearest decent Italian as the local ones here tend to specialise in
(http://www.britstore.co.uk/photos/Heinz_Spaghetti_Hoops_In_Tomato_Sauce_205g.jpg)
I wish I was joking.
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 25, 2014, 11:32:55 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 24, 2014, 10:21:15 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 24, 2014, 09:10:24 PM
Well on the plus side there will be twice as much shit that breaks in 3 months.
Wait.
I CAN TAKE IT
NOTHING WRONG WITH ME
You know, I'd be interested to tender for the upcoming works in about 6-7 months when this all goes to shit. Have your peon call my peon.
Ask my peons to handle an international call? Ha. Haha. HAHAHAHAHAHA.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 25, 2014, 07:47:31 AM
Quote from: The Suu on June 25, 2014, 02:30:49 AM
In other news, I just sent Chris to the Meet Rack.
"Oh yeah, check it out...best craft beer bar in Tucson!"
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
You are a BAD PERSON. :lulz:
The current pictures on their Facebook page involve branding people's asses. This is what he gets for telling me he liked the city. Now he's fucked forever.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 25, 2014, 01:24:16 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 25, 2014, 11:32:55 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 24, 2014, 10:21:15 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 24, 2014, 09:10:24 PM
Well on the plus side there will be twice as much shit that breaks in 3 months.
Wait.
I CAN TAKE IT
NOTHING WRONG WITH ME
You know, I'd be interested to tender for the upcoming works in about 6-7 months when this all goes to shit. Have your peon call my peon.
Ask my peons to handle an international call? Ha. Haha. HAHAHAHAHAHA.
I've been giving one of mine fax machine numbers to ring. He can't understand why everyone he calls has broken phones.
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 25, 2014, 02:24:08 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 25, 2014, 01:24:16 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 25, 2014, 11:32:55 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 24, 2014, 10:21:15 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 24, 2014, 09:10:24 PM
Well on the plus side there will be twice as much shit that breaks in 3 months.
Wait.
I CAN TAKE IT
NOTHING WRONG WITH ME
You know, I'd be interested to tender for the upcoming works in about 6-7 months when this all goes to shit. Have your peon call my peon.
Ask my peons to handle an international call? Ha. Haha. HAHAHAHAHAHA.
I've been giving one of mine fax machine numbers to ring. He can't understand why everyone he calls has broken phones.
:lulz:
I took a mental health day today. I don't plan on doing sweet fuck all.
Primus tonight in Maine. Much happiness.
Quote from: trippinprincezz13 on June 25, 2014, 03:39:20 PM
Primus tonight in Maine. Much happiness.
:cheers:
Here's hoping it sucks the most!
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on June 25, 2014, 04:19:07 PM
Quote from: trippinprincezz13 on June 25, 2014, 03:39:20 PM
Primus tonight in Maine. Much happiness.
:cheers:
Here's hoping it sucks the most!
Why thank you, I imagine it will :) From my understanding, it should include the Charlie & the Chocolate Factory set they/the Flying Frog Brigade played on NYE so it should be interesting (not that it usually isn't)
Holy fuck. Buddy Cianci is running for mayor of Providence again. I am so not registering to vote in NH now. I want my Providence absentee ballot.
No.
I will go to Providence on Election Day and vote in person for this.
It is 112F out today.
The air is absolutely still.
And nobody ever stopped screaming again.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 26, 2014, 12:37:37 AM
It is 112F out today.
The air is absolutely still.
And nobody ever stopped screaming again.
It's a good thing you guys are all already dead, that kind of thing could kill people if they were alive.
A substantial number of the people in my neuroeconomics and perception classes are total weirdos.
I kind of forgot what it's like to take classes with psychology majors.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on June 25, 2014, 09:39:23 AM
Meaghan (Pat's wife) went into labor last night. Her water broke at the restaurant during the onion volcano. This is working out to be an eventful week.
NICE!
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 25, 2014, 11:56:19 AM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 25, 2014, 07:52:14 AM
Went to a fabulous Italian restaurant tonight with boyfriend B and had the most delightful cioppino. It was so fucking delicious I think I might dream about it.
I envy you. I have to travel about 20 miles for the nearest decent Italian as the local ones here tend to specialise in
(http://www.britstore.co.uk/photos/Heinz_Spaghetti_Hoops_In_Tomato_Sauce_205g.jpg)
I wish I was joking.
:horrormirth: I enjoy spaghettios once in a while, as a flashback-to-childhood. I would cry if I were served them in a restaurant.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 25, 2014, 02:30:53 PM
I took a mental health day today. I don't plan on doing sweet fuck all.
That sounds like a damn good idea.
I am settling in to my summer workload, which is going to be quite busy, but not heavy, per se. Lots of reading and informal writing, and a little formal writing. So far looking really manageable.
I just told my children we're having boiled cabbage with sausage and onions again, and they got
excited. My children are strange.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 26, 2014, 01:12:01 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn huilink=topic=36588.msg1349455#msg1349455 date=1403685563
Meaghan (Pat's wife) went into labor last night. Her water broke at the restaurant during the onion volcano. This is working out to be an eventful week.
NICE!
My official greeting to the news was "welcome to Earth, kid. It's a rough neighborhood but there's all sorts of awesome shit to see."
My neighbors seem to be standing in their back yard ringing a large bell and calling out for Nixon.
I am less OK with this than you might think I am.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 26, 2014, 02:58:35 AM
My neighbors seem to be standing in their back yard ringing a large bell and calling out for Nixon.
I am less OK with this than you might think I am.
This is the kind of behaviour which is a lot more awesome when it's happening a great distance away.
Quote from: Pæs on June 26, 2014, 04:13:00 AM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 26, 2014, 02:58:35 AM
My neighbors seem to be standing in their back yard ringing a large bell and calling out for Nixon.
I am less OK with this than you might think I am.
This is the kind of behaviour which is a lot more awesome when it's happening a great distance away.
Yes. Preferably so far away that I just read about it later.
So I have noticed that in the social sciences, they really like to give research projects names that make cute acronyms.
Not so much in biology. :lol: My boss was like "Maybe you can come up with a better name for this project" and I was like, better than what? Shouldn't it be as lengthy, literal, and descriptive as possible?
Apparently that's not how she rolls.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 26, 2014, 02:58:35 AM
My neighbors seem to be standing in their back yard ringing a large bell and calling out for Nixon.
I am less OK with this than you might think I am.
Sometimes the weird happens right next to you. Statistically speaking, it has to.
And at least this isn't the kind of weird that sometimes happens.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 26, 2014, 01:08:53 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 26, 2014, 12:37:37 AM
It is 112F out today.
The air is absolutely still.
And nobody ever stopped screaming again.
It's a good thing you guys are all already dead, that kind of thing could kill people if they were alive.
There are some advantages, yes.
The financial equivalent of a ruptured ball mill just happened, and everyone's looking to me to clean up the mess.
I'm still going to watch the US play Germany, though. Fuck it.
So, my health has been poor for the last few weeks. The doctor sends me to the neurosurgeon. The neurosurgeon tells me that my reticular formation is (and has been) "rewiring" itself. It can't heal, but it can find new ways to use what's left. This is normally a good thing, because it means that humans can recover from damn near anything.
However, the reticular formation basically acts as the brain's switchboard. When it starts rewiring itself, that means that important signals get stepped on or interfered with, similar to "chatter" in data cables. What this means in practical terms is that A. I will get arrythmia to the point where I fall down if I'm standing, as well as B. Sensory interference. This can mean anything from numb limbs to hearing (balance, anyone? Your brain isn't talking with your inner ear, check back in 30 seconds), to illusions.
Illusions are different from hallucinations in that you don't believe they exist. The part of my brain that THINKS is unchanged (ie, still stupid), so when I see weird things (and by weird, I mean, HELLO, Ben Templesmith!), I just decide that it's this problem and ignore it.
The good news is, this didn't happen when I was younger, because it's happening far slower in my case and is less likely to, you know, have my brain just stop talking to my heart or lungs altogether. The bad news is that it may take a little while for my brain to decide that it's done making repairs. Like, say, 30 years or so.
The treatment course is "choke it down, sissy". The best they can do is give me sedatives to make me feel better about it.
And if you know me at all, you know sedatives aren't really my style.
So this is what's been wrong with me for a while now. Weeks. Longer, really, but it's only just gotten bad this last spring. I've been a bit of a hermit because I don't need ANY extra stress, and I wasn't going to deal with the latest version of holist. Also, I've been super busy at work, as I have mentioned.
Thing is, there's been no time to write, so no stress relief. So I am MAKING time to write, no matter how busy we are. Next chapter in the PI story goes up sometime today.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 26, 2014, 02:10:56 PM
The financial equivalent of a ruptured ball mill just happened, and everyone's looking to me to clean up the mess.
I'm still going to watch the US play Germany, though. Fuck it.
Good man.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 26, 2014, 02:17:54 PM
So, my health has been poor for the last few weeks. The doctor sends me to the neurosurgeon. The neurosurgeon tells me that my reticular formation is (and has been) "rewiring" itself. It can't heal, but it can find new ways to use what's left. This is normally a good thing, because it means that humans can recover from damn near anything.
However, the reticular formation basically acts as the brain's switchboard. When it starts rewiring itself, that means that important signals get stepped on or interfered with, similar to "chatter" in data cables. What this means in practical terms is that A. I will get arrythmia to the point where I fall down if I'm standing, as well as B. Sensory interference. This can mean anything from numb limbs to hearing (balance, anyone? Your brain isn't talking with your inner ear, check back in 30 seconds), to illusions.
Illusions are different from hallucinations in that you don't believe they exist. The part of my brain that THINKS is unchanged (ie, still stupid), so when I see weird things (and by weird, I mean, HELLO, Ben Templesmith!), I just decide that it's this problem and ignore it.
The good news is, this didn't happen when I was younger, because it's happening far slower in my case and is less likely to, you know, have my brain just stop talking to my heart or lungs altogether. The bad news is that it may take a little while for my brain to decide that it's done making repairs. Like, say, 30 years or so.
The treatment course is "choke it down, sissy". The best they can do is give me sedatives to make me feel better about it.
And if you know me at all, you know sedatives aren't really my style.
So this is what's been wrong with me for a while now. Weeks. Longer, really, but it's only just gotten bad this last spring. I've been a bit of a hermit because I don't need ANY extra stress, and I wasn't going to deal with the latest version of holist. Also, I've been super busy at work, as I have mentioned.
Thing is, there's been no time to write, so no stress relief. So I am MAKING time to write, no matter how busy we are. Next chapter in the PI story goes up sometime today.
Holy shit. Your heart is freaking out, parts of your body misfire, and their solution is "deal with it"?
Fuck. That's harsh.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 26, 2014, 02:17:54 PM
So, my health has been poor for the last few weeks. The doctor sends me to the neurosurgeon. The neurosurgeon tells me that my reticular formation is (and has been) "rewiring" itself. It can't heal, but it can find new ways to use what's left. This is normally a good thing, because it means that humans can recover from damn near anything.
However, the reticular formation basically acts as the brain's switchboard. When it starts rewiring itself, that means that important signals get stepped on or interfered with, similar to "chatter" in data cables. What this means in practical terms is that A. I will get arrythmia to the point where I fall down if I'm standing, as well as B. Sensory interference. This can mean anything from numb limbs to hearing (balance, anyone? Your brain isn't talking with your inner ear, check back in 30 seconds), to illusions.
Illusions are different from hallucinations in that you don't believe they exist. The part of my brain that THINKS is unchanged (ie, still stupid), so when I see weird things (and by weird, I mean, HELLO, Ben Templesmith!), I just decide that it's this problem and ignore it.
The good news is, this didn't happen when I was younger, because it's happening far slower in my case and is less likely to, you know, have my brain just stop talking to my heart or lungs altogether. The bad news is that it may take a little while for my brain to decide that it's done making repairs. Like, say, 30 years or so.
The treatment course is "choke it down, sissy". The best they can do is give me sedatives to make me feel better about it.
And if you know me at all, you know sedatives aren't really my style.
So this is what's been wrong with me for a while now. Weeks. Longer, really, but it's only just gotten bad this last spring. I've been a bit of a hermit because I don't need ANY extra stress, and I wasn't going to deal with the latest version of holist. Also, I've been super busy at work, as I have mentioned.
Thing is, there's been no time to write, so no stress relief. So I am MAKING time to write, no matter how busy we are. Next chapter in the PI story goes up sometime today.
Well. Shit. :sad:
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 26, 2014, 02:28:30 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 26, 2014, 02:17:54 PM
So, my health has been poor for the last few weeks. The doctor sends me to the neurosurgeon. The neurosurgeon tells me that my reticular formation is (and has been) "rewiring" itself. It can't heal, but it can find new ways to use what's left. This is normally a good thing, because it means that humans can recover from damn near anything.
However, the reticular formation basically acts as the brain's switchboard. When it starts rewiring itself, that means that important signals get stepped on or interfered with, similar to "chatter" in data cables. What this means in practical terms is that A. I will get arrythmia to the point where I fall down if I'm standing, as well as B. Sensory interference. This can mean anything from numb limbs to hearing (balance, anyone? Your brain isn't talking with your inner ear, check back in 30 seconds), to illusions.
Illusions are different from hallucinations in that you don't believe they exist. The part of my brain that THINKS is unchanged (ie, still stupid), so when I see weird things (and by weird, I mean, HELLO, Ben Templesmith!), I just decide that it's this problem and ignore it.
The good news is, this didn't happen when I was younger, because it's happening far slower in my case and is less likely to, you know, have my brain just stop talking to my heart or lungs altogether. The bad news is that it may take a little while for my brain to decide that it's done making repairs. Like, say, 30 years or so.
The treatment course is "choke it down, sissy". The best they can do is give me sedatives to make me feel better about it.
And if you know me at all, you know sedatives aren't really my style.
So this is what's been wrong with me for a while now. Weeks. Longer, really, but it's only just gotten bad this last spring. I've been a bit of a hermit because I don't need ANY extra stress, and I wasn't going to deal with the latest version of holist. Also, I've been super busy at work, as I have mentioned.
Thing is, there's been no time to write, so no stress relief. So I am MAKING time to write, no matter how busy we are. Next chapter in the PI story goes up sometime today.
Holy shit. Your heart is freaking out, parts of your body misfire, and their solution is "deal with it"?
Fuck. That's harsh.
They're being honest. There really isn't much to be done that wouldn't make things worse.
On the plus side, I see a far better version of the world than you guys do. :lulz:
Well if it keeps producing writing of your usual standard, it's a price we're willing to pay.
So, the piece about seeing people from the 20th century in the mirror is... autobiographical?
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 26, 2014, 02:17:54 PM
So, my health has been poor for the last few weeks. The doctor sends me to the neurosurgeon. The neurosurgeon tells me that my reticular formation is (and has been) "rewiring" itself. It can't heal, but it can find new ways to use what's left. This is normally a good thing, because it means that humans can recover from damn near anything.
However, the reticular formation basically acts as the brain's switchboard. When it starts rewiring itself, that means that important signals get stepped on or interfered with, similar to "chatter" in data cables. What this means in practical terms is that A. I will get arrythmia to the point where I fall down if I'm standing, as well as B. Sensory interference. This can mean anything from numb limbs to hearing (balance, anyone? Your brain isn't talking with your inner ear, check back in 30 seconds), to illusions.
Illusions are different from hallucinations in that you don't believe they exist. The part of my brain that THINKS is unchanged (ie, still stupid), so when I see weird things (and by weird, I mean, HELLO, Ben Templesmith!), I just decide that it's this problem and ignore it.
The good news is, this didn't happen when I was younger, because it's happening far slower in my case and is less likely to, you know, have my brain just stop talking to my heart or lungs altogether. The bad news is that it may take a little while for my brain to decide that it's done making repairs. Like, say, 30 years or so.
The treatment course is "choke it down, sissy". The best they can do is give me sedatives to make me feel better about it.
And if you know me at all, you know sedatives aren't really my style.
So this is what's been wrong with me for a while now. Weeks. Longer, really, but it's only just gotten bad this last spring. I've been a bit of a hermit because I don't need ANY extra stress, and I wasn't going to deal with the latest version of holist. Also, I've been super busy at work, as I have mentioned.
Thing is, there's been no time to write, so no stress relief. So I am MAKING time to write, no matter how busy we are. Next chapter in the PI story goes up sometime today.
That is some fucked up shit right there. Wow, man.
Yeah Roger, that's some serious shit. Thoughts are with you. That must be really disorienting.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 26, 2014, 02:03:32 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 26, 2014, 02:58:35 AM
My neighbors seem to be standing in their back yard ringing a large bell and calling out for Nixon.
I am less OK with this than you might think I am.
Sometimes the weird happens right next to you. Statistically speaking, it has to.
And at least this isn't the kind of weird that sometimes happens.
It's a lot better than the other thing that's happening on my block, which is house demolition beginning at 7 am every day this week.
Christ, Roger. That sounds awful.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 26, 2014, 03:22:31 PM
So, the piece about seeing people from the 20th century in the mirror is... autobiographical?
No, but it is almost representative.
It's more like everything distorts, but occasionally I see angels, people turn into caricatures, etc. They're not really there, of course. But it can be a little unnerving at first.
Quote from: Cramulus on June 26, 2014, 03:42:21 PM
Yeah Roger, that's some serious shit. Thoughts are with you. That must be really disorienting.
Thank you. It is.
I'm adjusting, though. It's not so bad. When stacked up against Downs Syndrome, for example, this is really small potatoes.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 26, 2014, 02:17:54 PM
So, my health has been poor for the last few weeks. The doctor sends me to the neurosurgeon. The neurosurgeon tells me that my reticular formation is (and has been) "rewiring" itself. It can't heal, but it can find new ways to use what's left. This is normally a good thing, because it means that humans can recover from damn near anything.
However, the reticular formation basically acts as the brain's switchboard. When it starts rewiring itself, that means that important signals get stepped on or interfered with, similar to "chatter" in data cables. What this means in practical terms is that A. I will get arrythmia to the point where I fall down if I'm standing, as well as B. Sensory interference. This can mean anything from numb limbs to hearing (balance, anyone? Your brain isn't talking with your inner ear, check back in 30 seconds), to illusions.
Illusions are different from hallucinations in that you don't believe they exist. The part of my brain that THINKS is unchanged (ie, still stupid), so when I see weird things (and by weird, I mean, HELLO, Ben Templesmith!), I just decide that it's this problem and ignore it.
The good news is, this didn't happen when I was younger, because it's happening far slower in my case and is less likely to, you know, have my brain just stop talking to my heart or lungs altogether. The bad news is that it may take a little while for my brain to decide that it's done making repairs. Like, say, 30 years or so.
The treatment course is "choke it down, sissy". The best they can do is give me sedatives to make me feel better about it.
And if you know me at all, you know sedatives aren't really my style.
So this is what's been wrong with me for a while now. Weeks. Longer, really, but it's only just gotten bad this last spring. I've been a bit of a hermit because I don't need ANY extra stress, and I wasn't going to deal with the latest version of holist. Also, I've been super busy at work, as I have mentioned.
Thing is, there's been no time to write, so no stress relief. So I am MAKING time to write, no matter how busy we are. Next chapter in the PI story goes up sometime today.
I know this probably isn't very awesome from your perspective, but I think it's incredibly cool! I hope it doesn't actually take 30 years to rewire itself (just in time to die! Yay!). Does your city have any rehabilitators who work with neuroplasticity exercises? You usually find them in stroke centers, and working with one may be able to help you speed up the reassignment process with relatively simple (if weird as fuck) exercises. I know nothing about reticular formation plasticity, and there doesn't seem to be much written about it but a stroke rehabilitation expert would know.
Plus, if any of the exercises involve weird shit with mirrors, dancing, or singing, you could do them in your office and additionally traumatize your morale officer.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 26, 2014, 04:09:07 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 26, 2014, 02:17:54 PM
So, my health has been poor for the last few weeks. The doctor sends me to the neurosurgeon. The neurosurgeon tells me that my reticular formation is (and has been) "rewiring" itself. It can't heal, but it can find new ways to use what's left. This is normally a good thing, because it means that humans can recover from damn near anything.
However, the reticular formation basically acts as the brain's switchboard. When it starts rewiring itself, that means that important signals get stepped on or interfered with, similar to "chatter" in data cables. What this means in practical terms is that A. I will get arrythmia to the point where I fall down if I'm standing, as well as B. Sensory interference. This can mean anything from numb limbs to hearing (balance, anyone? Your brain isn't talking with your inner ear, check back in 30 seconds), to illusions.
Illusions are different from hallucinations in that you don't believe they exist. The part of my brain that THINKS is unchanged (ie, still stupid), so when I see weird things (and by weird, I mean, HELLO, Ben Templesmith!), I just decide that it's this problem and ignore it.
The good news is, this didn't happen when I was younger, because it's happening far slower in my case and is less likely to, you know, have my brain just stop talking to my heart or lungs altogether. The bad news is that it may take a little while for my brain to decide that it's done making repairs. Like, say, 30 years or so.
The treatment course is "choke it down, sissy". The best they can do is give me sedatives to make me feel better about it.
And if you know me at all, you know sedatives aren't really my style.
So this is what's been wrong with me for a while now. Weeks. Longer, really, but it's only just gotten bad this last spring. I've been a bit of a hermit because I don't need ANY extra stress, and I wasn't going to deal with the latest version of holist. Also, I've been super busy at work, as I have mentioned.
Thing is, there's been no time to write, so no stress relief. So I am MAKING time to write, no matter how busy we are. Next chapter in the PI story goes up sometime today.
I know this probably isn't very awesome from your perspective, but I think it's incredibly cool! I hope it doesn't actually take 30 years to rewire itself (just in time to die! Yay!). Does your city have any rehabilitators who work with neuroplasticity exercises? You usually find them in stroke centers, and working with one may be able to help you speed up the reassignment process with relatively simple (if weird as fuck) exercises. I know nothing about reticular formation plasticity, and there doesn't seem to be much written about it but a stroke rehabilitation expert would know.
I am in fact seeing just such a specialist, at the UMC. Mostly they're trying to keep my blood pressure stable, so I don't actually have a stroke or heart attack.
And it can be amusingly surreal, but also makes driving very interesting at times. My doctor has decided that my condition does not warrant the revocation of my license, at least not yet.
Needless to say, I haven't told anyone at work about the illusions, and that's sort of a shame, because I'd love to tell Ernie about the angels.
:lulz:
Fun fact: Angels an extremely common illusion seen by people with perception problems caused by brain damage, although the description of them varies from patient to patient. The neurosurgeon guy explained why they think that is, but it was a bunch of gobbledygook to me. The most common hallucination (which, thank God, I don't suffer from) tends to be persecution/paranioa, but that only makes sense.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 26, 2014, 04:12:32 PM
Plus, if any of the exercises involve weird shit with mirrors, dancing, or singing, you could do them in your office and additionally traumatize your morale officer.
I do that deliberately, and blame it on the pills.
Quote from: Junkenstein on June 26, 2014, 03:10:10 PM
Well if it keeps producing writing of your usual standard, it's a price we're willing to pay.
Speaking of which, part 2 of My Girl Friday is up.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 26, 2014, 04:16:11 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on June 26, 2014, 04:12:32 PM
Plus, if any of the exercises involve weird shit with mirrors, dancing, or singing, you could do them in your office and additionally traumatize your morale officer.
I do that deliberately, and blame it on the pills.
Good point. But then you would have a PRESCRIPTION for it, and you could refer to it as "medicine".
Keep us posted... it's fascinating. I'm reading a book by Oliver Sacks about sensory hallucinations right now.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 26, 2014, 02:58:34 PM
On the plus side, I see a far better version of the world than you guys do. :lulz:
Does it involve fire?
I just ordered a one pound bag of Death Wish Coffee for myself and Richter to be consumed at Pennsic in a few weeks.
There will be a full report...or Luna taking us to the hospital. Not sure yet.
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on June 26, 2014, 07:07:47 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 26, 2014, 02:58:34 PM
On the plus side, I see a far better version of the world than you guys do. :lulz:
Does it involve fire?
No, but sometimes there are no right angles ANYWHERE. And people leave tracers. And shit that isn't even there annoys me. BECAUSE I know it's NOT REALLY THERE.
I just got out of a meeting where we were discussing the near miss last week.
It illustrated a gigantic hole in our safety procedures.
So obviously, the management group spent 45 minutes arguing about which font to use in the report.
This is my life. Where I live.
Wait. People throwing off tracers isn't normal?
I mean, I know I did a lot of acid in the 90s, but still.
Also, while the tearout is going on in Building B, the rest of the management group is using the training room next door to my office as their communal office.
I don't think I need to say that I've been eating veggie burgers every day, so as to make the atmosphere unbreathable.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on June 26, 2014, 08:18:49 PM
Wait. People throwing off tracers isn't normal?
I mean, I know I did a lot of acid in the 90s, but still.
I did a lot of acid in the 80s, and this is enough to make me nostalgic.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 26, 2014, 02:17:54 PM
So, my health has been poor for the last few weeks. The doctor sends me to the neurosurgeon. The neurosurgeon tells me that my reticular formation is (and has been) "rewiring" itself. It can't heal, but it can find new ways to use what's left. This is normally a good thing, because it means that humans can recover from damn near anything.
However, the reticular formation basically acts as the brain's switchboard. When it starts rewiring itself, that means that important signals get stepped on or interfered with, similar to "chatter" in data cables. What this means in practical terms is that A. I will get arrythmia to the point where I fall down if I'm standing, as well as B. Sensory interference. This can mean anything from numb limbs to hearing (balance, anyone? Your brain isn't talking with your inner ear, check back in 30 seconds), to illusions.
Illusions are different from hallucinations in that you don't believe they exist. The part of my brain that THINKS is unchanged (ie, still stupid), so when I see weird things (and by weird, I mean, HELLO, Ben Templesmith!), I just decide that it's this problem and ignore it.
The good news is, this didn't happen when I was younger, because it's happening far slower in my case and is less likely to, you know, have my brain just stop talking to my heart or lungs altogether. The bad news is that it may take a little while for my brain to decide that it's done making repairs. Like, say, 30 years or so.
The treatment course is "choke it down, sissy". The best they can do is give me sedatives to make me feel better about it.
And if you know me at all, you know sedatives aren't really my style.
So this is what's been wrong with me for a while now. Weeks. Longer, really, but it's only just gotten bad this last spring. I've been a bit of a hermit because I don't need ANY extra stress, and I wasn't going to deal with the latest version of holist. Also, I've been super busy at work, as I have mentioned.
Thing is, there's been no time to write, so no stress relief. So I am MAKING time to write, no matter how busy we are. Next chapter in the PI story goes up sometime today.
Well, shit. Very unhappiness. :sad:
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on June 26, 2014, 08:36:02 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 26, 2014, 02:17:54 PM
So, my health has been poor for the last few weeks. The doctor sends me to the neurosurgeon. The neurosurgeon tells me that my reticular formation is (and has been) "rewiring" itself. It can't heal, but it can find new ways to use what's left. This is normally a good thing, because it means that humans can recover from damn near anything.
However, the reticular formation basically acts as the brain's switchboard. When it starts rewiring itself, that means that important signals get stepped on or interfered with, similar to "chatter" in data cables. What this means in practical terms is that A. I will get arrythmia to the point where I fall down if I'm standing, as well as B. Sensory interference. This can mean anything from numb limbs to hearing (balance, anyone? Your brain isn't talking with your inner ear, check back in 30 seconds), to illusions.
Illusions are different from hallucinations in that you don't believe they exist. The part of my brain that THINKS is unchanged (ie, still stupid), so when I see weird things (and by weird, I mean, HELLO, Ben Templesmith!), I just decide that it's this problem and ignore it.
The good news is, this didn't happen when I was younger, because it's happening far slower in my case and is less likely to, you know, have my brain just stop talking to my heart or lungs altogether. The bad news is that it may take a little while for my brain to decide that it's done making repairs. Like, say, 30 years or so.
The treatment course is "choke it down, sissy". The best they can do is give me sedatives to make me feel better about it.
And if you know me at all, you know sedatives aren't really my style.
So this is what's been wrong with me for a while now. Weeks. Longer, really, but it's only just gotten bad this last spring. I've been a bit of a hermit because I don't need ANY extra stress, and I wasn't going to deal with the latest version of holist. Also, I've been super busy at work, as I have mentioned.
Thing is, there's been no time to write, so no stress relief. So I am MAKING time to write, no matter how busy we are. Next chapter in the PI story goes up sometime today.
Well, shit. Very unhappiness. :sad:
Ah well, Freaky, it could aways be worse. If the virus had settled in my brainstem, I'd be dead.
All the best for the rewiring, Roger.
Also, how I read this:
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 26, 2014, 02:17:54 PM
(and by weird, I mean, HELLO, Ben Templesmith!), I just decide that it's his problem and ignore it.
Which I took to mean that the illusion was Ben Templesmith and your reaction was "Fuck you, Ben Templesmith. You deal with not being real. That's on you."
Quote from: Pæs on June 26, 2014, 09:18:35 PM
All the best for the rewiring, Roger.
Also, how I read this:
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 26, 2014, 02:17:54 PM
(and by weird, I mean, HELLO, Ben Templesmith!), I just decide that it's his problem and ignore it.
Which I took to mean that the illusion was Ben Templesmith and your reaction was "Fuck you, Ben Templesmith. You deal with not being real. That's on you."
Fuck that guy.
Pls. get well soon.
QuoteI know this probably isn't very awesome from your perspective, but I think it's incredibly cool! I hope it doesn't actually take 30 years to rewire itself (just in time to die! Yay!). Does your city have any rehabilitators who work with neuroplasticity exercises? You usually find them in stroke centers, and working with one may be able to help you speed up the reassignment process with relatively simple (if weird as fuck) exercises. I know nothing about reticular formation plasticity, and there doesn't seem to be much written about it but a stroke rehabilitation expert would know.
I know nothing on the subject too - first thing that came to mind tho was those new neuroplasticity drugs - supposedly quite effective re: speeding-up recovery - just if the sedatives get too boring.
Went swimming today. While it was fun and I felt 10x better afterward I now have a sunburn on my chest and shoulders. It hurts like hell :(
Need to pick up some new sunscreen before going again I think.
Quote from: Sita on June 26, 2014, 10:33:44 PM
Went swimming today. While it was fun and I felt 10x better afterward I now have a sunburn on my chest and shoulders. It hurts like hell :(
Need to pick up some new sunscreen before going again I think.
Aloe Vera, meanwhile
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Quote from: LuciferX on June 26, 2014, 10:44:57 PM
Quote from: Sita on June 26, 2014, 10:33:44 PM
Went swimming today. While it was fun and I felt 10x better afterward I now have a sunburn on my chest and shoulders. It hurts like hell :(
Need to pick up some new sunscreen before going again I think.
Aloe Vera, meanwhile
(http://www.gastritistreatments.com/images/slideshow/3z8ZMYmTaBgoL4R7Vdjby5WGux2OhAktDHsIfUPK.jpg)
And vinegar.
Vinegar works too?
Quote from: LuciferX on June 27, 2014, 05:54:43 AM
Vinegar works too?
Works for me. Although apparently since it's anecdotal home-remedy experience, it isn't very trust-worthy. Whatever.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 27, 2014, 07:04:07 AM
Quote from: LuciferX on June 27, 2014, 05:54:43 AM
Vinegar works too?
Works for me. Although apparently since it's anecdotal home-remedy experience, it isn't very trust-worthy. Whatever.
Have done it on chigger bites - kinda works... Aloe works for sure on sun burn - was worried the acid in vinegar might be painful rather than soothing. Probably more just that I'm like what? Why not use wine instead :lulz:
Smashed thumb.
Moderate to considerable pain. Taking it out on those around me.
Day 2 of audit. Have no soccer to distract me. Actually have to do this.
Bleh.
Sorry to hear about the health crap, Roger. As holy tribute, I have elected to make a post in a friend's status update, speaking out against paranoid anti-medicine attitudes. If the results are lulzy, I shall post screenshots tonight.
My day yesterday:
Wake up late, since I'd taken the morning off to hit the Social Security office. Gotta fill out some paperwork regarding my father passing away. This starts the day off in an utterly charming mood.
Get up, get my shit together, step outside... Flat tire on the van.
As the lovely folks at Social Security are only open a few hours... Hoof it. It's a mile and a half. No problem. Nevermind that the night before was my first fencing practice in nobody knows HOW long and I woke up stiff and sore... It'll work itself out as I walk, right?
Hike the mile and a half. DO remember, before leaving the apartment, to remove a few... interesting... items from my purse that the good security guards might object to finding. I fail to recall, however, that my keychain has a little, bitty knife on it. We're talking a one-inch blade, that I use at work to open boxes, mostly. Said knife is confiscated, with no hope of return. It being Richter-sharp, I hope the bastard that takes it home with him gelds himself with it.
As I'm standing there, filling out the paperwork and coming to the conclusion that I've done a FANTASTIC job of not dealing with it over the past couple months, I get an email from my landlady.
She wants me to agree to sign a lease. Note that she has not even mentioned what said lease will entail, other than informing me that, despite the fact that she bought the building over six months ago, she NOW wants me to hand over a security deposit. Turns out the security deposit I paid to the last guy that owned the building is up in smoke, as the building was foreclosed upon. She swore up and down that she'd told me at the time via e-mail, but, oops, she apparently sent it to the wrong address. Oh, and if I don't want to sign the lease, I should consider her e-mail a 30 day notice as of July 1st, and be out of the apartment by August 1st.
Note that this is AFTER she was told that the reason I hesitate to sign a lease is that my job is ending on July 31st, and that, while I don't have anything lined up, I'm currently looking, don't anticipate trouble finding a job (I've broken some speed records for re-employment in the past. My temp agency LOVES me.), and would REALLY rather see where my job ends up before I tie myself down in Providence. (I'm looking as far afield as Boston, and, while I was willing to do the pain in the ass commute to where I am now, first as a temporary position, then because I really liked the people I work with, I won't be doing it again if I can at all help it.)
Haul my sorry ass back to the apartment to deal with the flat tire. No jack. Joy. Fortunately, I have a AAA membership. Give them a call, and, wonder of wonders, they DO show up within 15 minutes. Looking up? Well, except for the fact that, in order to get the spare out from under the van, you have to pop the back hatch... which has a busted handle, and hasn't opened in, literally, years.
Awesome. Okay. AAA driver refills the tire, and follows me to the nearest tire place. Patch it? Nope, sidewall damage. Well, shit. Okay. I'm planning to replace the van in a couple months, so just give me something that won't blow up for the next couple of months. Sixty bucks I didn't want to spent, poof.
Fortunately for the east coast, LunaBF had the good sense to take me out for an ice cream sundae.
Holy crap. Your Thursday had too much Eris. :eek:
Quote from: Cainad (dec.) on June 27, 2014, 03:48:37 PM
Holy crap. Your Thursday had too much Eris. :eek:
I think I'm all set for the rest of the year.
I'm rolling on a sleepless bender that is seriously starting to affect the quality of my thinking. I have to go to bed before 2:30am tonight, I have an all-day coast trip tomorrow.
My bank, meantime, has decided that there is no particular reason I should have access to the five grand in funds that is currently in it. So far I have called twice and they've SAID they were releasing the funds, but when I try my card, no dice.
Today for homework I have to draw and label the anatomical parts of an eye, watch three videos, and read two chapters of book. Not too bad. Sunday I'll write a couple of short essays.
Oh my god, they've finally released it. Jesus fuck!
That moment when the wick in your vaporizer goes bad, and you suddenly understand how Rod Stewart must have felt.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 27, 2014, 07:07:46 PM
That moment when the wick in your vaporizer goes bad, and you suddenly understand how Rod Stewart must have felt.
:lulz:
Quote from: Net (+1 Hidden) and 5 guests on June 27, 2014, 07:18:36 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 27, 2014, 07:07:46 PM
That moment when the wick in your vaporizer goes bad, and you suddenly understand how Rod Stewart must have felt.
:lulz:
No jetpacks and I apparently just fellated a robot cigarette. Me---> :tgrr: <---happy smoke
This is NOT the future I was promised.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 27, 2014, 08:40:03 PM
Quote from: Net (+1 Hidden) and 5 guests on June 27, 2014, 07:18:36 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 27, 2014, 07:07:46 PM
That moment when the wick in your vaporizer goes bad, and you suddenly understand how Rod Stewart must have felt.
:lulz:
No jetpacks and I apparently just fellated a robot cigarette. Me---> :tgrr: <---happy smoke
This is NOT the future I was promised.
Immediate redesign dispatch:
Nano-carbon honey-comb capillary filter to replace all robot cig. wicks - yesterday!
Why does my nose do that thing?
TELL ME!
So, you know the whole "if you've been divorced 17 times maybe, just maybe it's you" thing? That's sort of been tormenting me for the last few months, paralyzing me, in fact. Not that I have been divorced that many times...
It's just that after so many social failures in my life, so many places in this town I avoid so I don't run into people, so many hateful stares from people that I don't know and don't know me, well, I thought it was worth a look to see if I was the problem.
After careful, meticulous consderation I have reached the following conclusion:
FUCK THOSE GUYS.
For serious.
I may be an asshole, I may even have a knack for being REALLY NASTY, but not without cause, not JUST CUZ. No. It's not my fault I am surrounded by assholes and so desperate for social interaction that I make the wrong choices, trusting the wrong people. I have been hasty, I have been stupid, I have been a whole lot of things, not all of which I am proud of.
But that has nothing to do with the way these pigfuckers have treated me. Maybe if I was still a doormat I'd have a better reputation (prolly not). But I don't give a fuck.
Fuck with me, suffer my horrible verbal onslaught. If you can't handle that TUFF.
I have painstakingly gone through every incident involving the multitude of people that have fucked me over and declare THEM to be full of derp, and none too little herp.
Quote from: Alty on June 28, 2014, 01:50:46 AM
So, you know the whole "if you've been divorced 17 times maybe, just maybe it's you" thing? That's sort of been tormenting me for the last few months, paralyzing me, in fact. Not that I have been divorced that many times...
It's just that after so many failed social failures in my life, so many places in this town I avoid so I don't run into people, so many hateful stares from people that I don't know and don't know me, well, I thought it was worth a look to see if I was the problem.
After careful, meticulous consderation I have reached the following conclusion:
FUCK THOSE GUYS.
For serious.
I may be an asshole, I may even have a knack for being REALLY NASTY, but not without cause, not JUST CUZ. No. It's not my fault I am surrounded by assholes and so desperate for social interaction that I make the wrong choices, trusting the wrong people. I have been hasty, I have been stupid, I have been a whole lot of things, not all of which I am proud of.
But that has nothing to do with the way these pigfuckers have treated me. Maybe if I was still a doormat I'd have a better reputation (prolly not). But I don't give a fuck.
Fuck with me, suffer my horrible verbal onslaught. If you can't handle that TUFF.
I have painstakingly gone through every incident involving the multitude of people that have fucked me over and declare THEM to be full of derp, and none too little herp.
wait isn't a failed social failure a social win?
I think I should congratulate you but I honestly have no idea.
Quote from: Alty on June 28, 2014, 01:50:46 AM
So, you know the whole "if you've been divorced 17 times maybe, just maybe it's you" thing? That's sort of been tormenting me for the last few months, paralyzing me, in fact. Not that I have been divorced that many times...
It's just that after so many failed social failures in my life, so many places in this town I avoid so I don't run into people, so many hateful stares from people that I don't know and don't know me, well, I thought it was worth a look to see if I was the problem.
After careful, meticulous consderation I have reached the following conclusion:
FUCK THOSE GUYS.
For serious.
I may be an asshole, I may even have a knack for being REALLY NASTY, but not without cause, not JUST CUZ. No. It's not my fault I am surrounded by assholes and so desperate for social interaction that I make the wrong choices, trusting the wrong people. I have been hasty, I have been stupid, I have been a whole lot of things, not all of which I am proud of.
But that has nothing to do with the way these pigfuckers have treated me. Maybe if I was still a doormat I'd have a better reputation (prolly not). But I don't give a fuck.
Fuck with me, suffer my horrible verbal onslaught. If you can't handle that TUFF.
I have painstakingly gone through every incident involving the multitude of people that have fucked me over and declare THEM to be full of derp, and none too little herp.
Divorce isn't a simple thing. Nothing is. There's no such thing as black and white in practice. You may be 99% not at fault, but 1% of you is. There's nothing wrong with that. Could be that 1% has poor ability to determine the long term viability of a mate. Could be that's his or her bit too. I think you're a decent guy. I'd like to hang out with you if you weren't in that place that might as well be Russia and I can't take a subway to. I want you to be happy. I don't know what else to say there, I kinda got lost in my own hippiness.
Heh. Just edited that out. Also:
Congratulate the shit out of me.
I don't feel so broken anymore, which is going to be just awful for these poor shmucks. Just awful.
Thing is, when you have such a huge capacity for rage and spite AND you are surrounded by assholes, you start to forget the other parts of your self. I am kind and funny and put more effort into the smallest thing, I am considerate and patient and god damned happy. It's just that, there are so many that choose the door that says WRATH and then they look at me like I have done something wrong. Too bad.
Twid: It is simple though, in this case. She was a scumbag, EOS.
But yeah, I am not gonna let that keep me down. None of them. None of the scumbags.
Portsmouth does not have the designated weird levels of Providence and needs some fixing.
I mean, it's got its merits, which is basically beer around every corner and a lot of very old colonial architecture, but it's basically the outer most ring of Boston, whereas the outer most ring of Providence is New Bedford, though even they refuse to admit it. The one brewery we went to tonight makes only gruits (unhopped herbal beers that can be quite fucking weird) which is a start, but the only "crazy" I've seen since I've been here has been a grotesquely obese libertaritard sandwich boarding anti-Obamacare rhetoric for Jesus while nobody paid attention to him.
Fuck this, downtown is getting postergasm'd Sunday.
Quote from: Alty on June 28, 2014, 02:00:39 AM
Congratulate the shit out of me.
:hammer:
Congratulations!!!!!!!!!!!!! :hammer:
Quote from: Alty on June 28, 2014, 02:00:39 AM
Heh. Just edited that out. Also:
Congratulate the shit out of me.
I don't feel so broken anymore, which is going to be just awful for these poor shmucks. Just awful.
Thing is, when you have such a huge capacity for rage and spite AND you are surrounded by assholes, you start to forget the other parts of your self. I am kind and funny and put more effort into the smallest thing, I am considerate and patient and god damned happy. It's just that, there are so many that choose the door that says WRATH and then they look at me like I have done something wrong. Too bad.
Congrats! :D I would pity those guys but I sorta think they deserve what they get. :P
Oh, they deserve it all right.
I'll congratulate the shit out of you when you provide the shit extraction device.
Until then, normal high five levels of you go dude.
Go Alty!
my brain needs to just shut up now.
I do not need people from my high school days suddenly in my dreams. especially a certain person. as happy as it would be to see them, it's not something I can handle.
stupid brain.
Today is the 100th anniversary of the assassination of Archduke Franz Ferdinand.
Damn.
Alty, the funny thing is, it is you. But that's a good thing. You're a biped stuck in a monkey cage, where the highest form of social grace is using your own feces as a means to express yourself.
Quote from: Sita on June 28, 2014, 12:52:01 PM
my brain needs to just shut up now.
I do not need people from my high school days suddenly in my dreams. especially a certain person. as happy as it would be to see them, it's not something I can handle.
stupid brain.
I woke up thinking the same thing for pretty much the same reason. 2spoopy
Quote from: Alty on June 28, 2014, 02:00:39 AM
Heh. Just edited that out. Also:
Congratulate the shit out of me.
I don't feel so broken anymore, which is going to be just awful for these poor shmucks. Just awful.
Thing is, when you have such a huge capacity for rage and spite AND you are surrounded by assholes, you start to forget the other parts of your self. I am kind and funny and put more effort into the smallest thing, I am considerate and patient and god damned happy. It's just that, there are so many that choose the door that says WRATH and then they look at me like I have done something wrong. Too bad.
GO ALTY!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3GwjfUFyY6M
Quote from: Raz Tech on June 28, 2014, 04:59:41 PM
Quote from: Sita on June 28, 2014, 12:52:01 PM
my brain needs to just shut up now.
I do not need people from my high school days suddenly in my dreams. especially a certain person. as happy as it would be to see them, it's not something I can handle.
stupid brain.
I woke up thinking the same thing for pretty much the same reason. 2spoopy
I get that, sometimes.
Never about the idiot I married, though. Even my subconscious is like, "fuck that guy."
I have come to the realization that soccer would be more enjoyable to watch if it didn't involve as much over-acting as a Spanish soap opera.
Quote from: Raz Tech on June 28, 2014, 10:39:39 PM
I have come to the realization that soccer would be more enjoyable to watch if it didn't involve as much over-acting as a Spanish soap opera.
Agreed, however the pantomime serves to indicate the antecedent lack of class. Soccer is not football. Ideally, there would be no direct contact between players.
It depends on the team. Some really do it up, some don't/
I hate flopping, I think it's seriously a waste of time, because it WILL be put back on the clock in stoppage. But all it ultimately does is give the teams a break while trainers come onto the field to assess the bullshit level. Once you are changed up for another player, you don't go back, so rather than gassing out your core players, have a fucker feign injury for a minute so they can stop running.
Quote from: The Suu on June 29, 2014, 02:02:49 AM
It depends on the team. Some really do it up, some don't/
I hate flopping, I think it's seriously a waste of time, because it WILL be put back on the clock in stoppage. But all it ultimately does is give the teams a break while trainers come onto the field to assess the bullshit level. Once you are changed up for another player, you don't go back, so rather than gassing out your core players, have a fucker feign injury for a minute so they can stop running.
I agree that physical contact is sometimes a poor excuse to rest. Toward the end both become understandable. I was personally more of the English style, to compensate for a lack of skill.
Quote from: The Suu on June 28, 2014, 02:48:21 PM
Today is the 100th anniversary of the assassination of Archduke Franz Ferdinand.
Damn.
Yep. In less than a month, it will be the 100th anniversary of all the great nations deciding to throw the world on the fire forever.
I appear to have found one of the 7% still approving in Congress on my Facebook page. :lulz:
HAY PAES TOMORROW WHEN YOU RUN YOUR WEEKLY SANITY CHECK ON THE PAY, PLEASE BE AWARE THAT EVERYONE IS GETTING AN EXTRA MILLION DOLLARS OR SO.
Okay, I can exclude that from the sanity/exception check, how much tax are they paying on each? Also, I think we agreed the last five times you gave me no notice of this that I need a few days to retune the reports I use to make these checks?
IDK HOW MUCH TAX IT WILL BE FIGURED OUT ON THE FLY. IT IS VERY MESSY.
Right, but if I exclude those payments and don't exclude the associated tax, each person just has giant negative next to their name which we cannot justify and the sanity check fails in the other direction.
YEAH K FIX IT FOR TOMORROW.
HAY PAES YOU CAN'T RUN THE QUERIES YOU NEED RIGHT NOW TO GATHER INFORMATION TO PREPARE FOR TOMORROW. THE DATABASE IS ALREADY UNDER HEAVY USE SO PLZ STAY OUT OF IT.
This will only necessitate my getting on a train at 5am or so, so a 4am start.
Knuckles gets out of jail (again) tomorrow at 4PM. Gonna go pick him up.
I marked off "6 months" in the "how long will he stay out of jail this time" pool.
I'm going to have another daughter sometime near the end of this summer.
Now I can fail twice as hard at being a father, provider, or worthwhile human being!
:banana:
Quote from: Net (+1 Hidden) and 5 guests on June 30, 2014, 06:47:36 AM
I'm going to have another daughter sometime near the end of this summer.
Now I can fail twice as hard at being a father, provider, or worthwhile human being!
:banana:
Nice
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 30, 2014, 03:21:49 AM
Knuckles gets out of jail (again) tomorrow at 4PM. Gonna go pick him up.
I marked off "6 months" in the "how long will he stay out of jail this time" pool.
OK, this needs backstory. And lurid details.
Well, I've been denied my holiday leave for my final two weeks at my current workplace.
Legally, I may or may not have a leg to stand on. But I'm considering my options, including "throwing a two week sickie", "just not turning up" and "doorstepping the vile bitch who controls the rota and uses it to make up for her personal and developmental shortcomings".
I'll still get paid regardless. Or if I wont, well, I know a Small Claims Court which is very hard to find without the correct maps (no contest = instant win). But it's not the point. The point is, I hate my job and I've earnt holiday time. I've never taken a single holiday, I've covered a lot of other peoples holidays, I've worked the worst shift for months without complaint and it's not my fucking problem if you don't have the staff.
Do what must be done.
By which I mean extract inordinate revenge to around the value of 3X what is owed. It's the only way these people learn.
Doorstepping would be a nice touch, I'm guessing it's the kind of person who would freak the fuck out about being recorded on a phone. Which is excellent evidence to support a claim with.
True. This basically comes down to the fact that now she has to make one of her pets work Friday and Saturday night, which means she can no longer bask in the warm feeling of their stupefied glory, and will probably get called a "bitch" behind her back during the usual daytime gossip. So while this doesn't actually solve the issue of a toxic work environment or someone with too much hands-on supervisory experience also controlling the rota (as opposed to the manager or secretary), it does make her feel like she has a marginal amount of control over her environment.
Which is all that matters to her. As far as I can tell, anyway. Professional competency or attitude definitely isn't something that matters, so I suppose we should be thankful at least something does.
Quote from: Pæs on June 30, 2014, 02:44:20 AM
HAY PAES TOMORROW WHEN YOU RUN YOUR WEEKLY SANITY CHECK ON THE PAY, PLEASE BE AWARE THAT EVERYONE IS GETTING AN EXTRA MILLION DOLLARS OR SO.
Okay, I can exclude that from the sanity/exception check, how much tax are they paying on each? Also, I think we agreed the last five times you gave me no notice of this that I need a few days to retune the reports I use to make these checks?
IDK HOW MUCH TAX IT WILL BE FIGURED OUT ON THE FLY. IT IS VERY MESSY.
Right, but if I exclude those payments and don't exclude the associated tax, each person just has giant negative next to their name which we cannot justify and the sanity check fails in the other direction.
YEAH K FIX IT FOR TOMORROW.
Did they ask you to calculate it for doing taxes in multiple ways so they can decide which to use? For every person, individually, so they can tell them what to expect? That's my FAVORITE.
Urgh, being professional and shit. Setting up Twitter for writing work...Facebook to follow. Blog to follow afterwards (not anonymous, so no stream crossing. Sorry. Besides, I have to be less funny more professional cautious of lawsuits when my real name is attached).
Hopefully this will attract the attention of someone willing to give me a small, but regular and not inconsiderable fee for finger-sploogings on things a five year old should be able to figure out about global politics, but apparently a bunch of PhDs, spooks, lawyers and professional narcissists politicians cannot. You know, tyranny bad, killing bad, revenge bad but often feels good, poverty bad, oversimplification bad except when explaining things to above people.
Good luck! Dumb people in positions of power need all the simplified explanations they can get.
I just have to keep reminding myself that starting an argument by saying "noted snuff enthusiast and war criminal Dick Cheney" will probably not go down well...
Quote from: Cain on June 30, 2014, 05:31:59 PM
I just have to keep reminding myself that starting an argument by saying "noted snuff enthusiast and war criminal Dick Cheney" will probably not go down well...
:lulz:
Quote from: Luna on June 30, 2014, 12:03:10 PM
Quote from: Pæs on June 30, 2014, 02:44:20 AM
HAY PAES TOMORROW WHEN YOU RUN YOUR WEEKLY SANITY CHECK ON THE PAY, PLEASE BE AWARE THAT EVERYONE IS GETTING AN EXTRA MILLION DOLLARS OR SO.
Okay, I can exclude that from the sanity/exception check, how much tax are they paying on each? Also, I think we agreed the last five times you gave me no notice of this that I need a few days to retune the reports I use to make these checks?
IDK HOW MUCH TAX IT WILL BE FIGURED OUT ON THE FLY. IT IS VERY MESSY.
Right, but if I exclude those payments and don't exclude the associated tax, each person just has giant negative next to their name which we cannot justify and the sanity check fails in the other direction.
YEAH K FIX IT FOR TOMORROW.
Did they ask you to calculate it for doing taxes in multiple ways so they can decide which to use? For every person, individually, so they can tell them what to expect? That's my FAVORITE.
YESSSSSSS THAT IS WHAT I AM DOING RIGHT NOW.
Quote from: Pæs on June 30, 2014, 07:53:06 PM
Quote from: Luna on June 30, 2014, 12:03:10 PM
Quote from: Pæs on June 30, 2014, 02:44:20 AM
HAY PAES TOMORROW WHEN YOU RUN YOUR WEEKLY SANITY CHECK ON THE PAY, PLEASE BE AWARE THAT EVERYONE IS GETTING AN EXTRA MILLION DOLLARS OR SO.
Okay, I can exclude that from the sanity/exception check, how much tax are they paying on each? Also, I think we agreed the last five times you gave me no notice of this that I need a few days to retune the reports I use to make these checks?
IDK HOW MUCH TAX IT WILL BE FIGURED OUT ON THE FLY. IT IS VERY MESSY.
Right, but if I exclude those payments and don't exclude the associated tax, each person just has giant negative next to their name which we cannot justify and the sanity check fails in the other direction.
YEAH K FIX IT FOR TOMORROW.
Did they ask you to calculate it for doing taxes in multiple ways so they can decide which to use? For every person, individually, so they can tell them what to expect? That's my FAVORITE.
YESSSSSSS THAT IS WHAT I AM DOING RIGHT NOW.
Of course they did.
If it's not "OHFUCK, we need all this shit YESTERDAY, nevermind that you have to write the reports from scratch, and, oh yeah, the internet is going up and down faster than Ron Jeremy's 'nads, and, yeah, we knew we'd need this last month, but you can pull it out of your ass before my meeting in an hour, right?" it's, "What the hell do you DO all week, anyway? I mean, you just write checks on Fridays, right?"
HEEEEEEEEEEE REPORT TIMEOUT. I HOPE YOU LIKE HAVING NO CONFIDENCE IN THE ACCURACY OF YOUR PAY.
I just bought 13 pairs of socks with my financial aid.
Envy me.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 01, 2014, 12:15:14 AM
I just bought 13 pairs of socks with my financial aid.
Envy me.
Nope.
(http://www.quickmeme.com/img/c4/c4d61637b66ab9c534188a432dcbdf12e49c70e9229bae4076bdd607d9d7f4e6.jpg)
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 01, 2014, 12:15:14 AM
I just bought 13 pairs of socks with my financial aid.
Envy me.
Are they different colors?
Waiting for someone else's baby is a lot more annoying than I thought. I mean, less painful than making your own, sure, but DAMN. Sitting here since 1pm waiting for updates.
Quote from: Q. G. Pennyworth on July 01, 2014, 03:39:28 AM
Waiting for someone else's baby is a lot more annoying than I thought. I mean, less painful than making your own, sure, but DAMN. Sitting here since 1pm waiting for updates.
Sounds like an epidural happened.
I know nothing about childbirth, but every time someone has a long labor, it seems pain killers were in the mix. It makes me wonder if I were to have kids if I would go for the au natural like my mom who popped us all out like 45 minutes flat each, or if I wouldn't be able to handle it and opt for the epidural. Everyone is so different though, so it's incredibly hard to say.
Either way, I hope she's okay. Did she go in before she was dilated enough?
An Open Letter to That Person In My Intellectual Property Class:
Please, please, PLEASE...for the love of God, STOP TALKING ABOUT FUCKING SHARK TANK.
You don't go to math class and try to tie every topic back to what a really, really, big, super-huge fan of the number 4 you are, do you?
...and if you do, let me just add on behalf of your painfully annoyed math classmates:
Please, please, PLEASE...for the love of God, STOP TALKING ABOUT THE FUCKING NUMBER 4.
That's all. Just stop. Please.
All the best to you and yours,
NLDM
xoxo
You know that guy I said I was going to break up with a year ago?
Broke up with him tonight.
AHAHAHA
ahahah
ha.
:horrormirth:
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 01, 2014, 05:06:43 AM
You know that guy I said I was going to break up with a year ago?
Broke up with him tonight.
AHAHAHA
ahahah
ha.
:horrormirth:
Shit. Y'alright?
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on July 01, 2014, 05:12:17 AM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 01, 2014, 05:06:43 AM
You know that guy I said I was going to break up with a year ago?
Broke up with him tonight.
AHAHAHA
ahahah
ha.
:horrormirth:
Shit. Y'alright?
I have no idea. But thank you for asking.
Quote from: The Suu on July 01, 2014, 03:47:28 AM
Quote from: Q. G. Pennyworth on July 01, 2014, 03:39:28 AM
Waiting for someone else's baby is a lot more annoying than I thought. I mean, less painful than making your own, sure, but DAMN. Sitting here since 1pm waiting for updates.
Sounds like an epidural happened.
I know nothing about childbirth, but every time someone has a long labor, it seems pain killers were in the mix. It makes me wonder if I were to have kids if I would go for the au natural like my mom who popped us all out like 45 minutes flat each, or if I wouldn't be able to handle it and opt for the epidural. Everyone is so different though, so it's incredibly hard to say.
Either way, I hope she's okay. Did she go in before she was dilated enough?
Yeah nope. You can have a long-ass labor either way, trust me.
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on July 01, 2014, 04:24:42 AM
An Open Letter to That Person In My Intellectual Property Class:
Please, please, PLEASE...for the love of God, STOP TALKING ABOUT FUCKING SHARK TANK.
You don't go to math class and try to tie every topic back to what a really, really, big, super-huge fan of the number 4 you are, do you?
...and if you do, let me just add on behalf of your painfully annoyed math classmates:
Please, please, PLEASE...for the love of God, STOP TALKING ABOUT THE FUCKING NUMBER 4.
That's all. Just stop. Please.
All the best to you and yours,
NLDM
xoxo
:lulz: I swear, That Guy is in every single class, ever. For me, it seems to always be an engineering student.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 01, 2014, 05:06:43 AM
You know that guy I said I was going to break up with a year ago?
Broke up with him tonight.
AHAHAHA
ahahah
ha.
:horrormirth:
GOOD JOB!
I mean, it always sucks to break up with someone you've been with for a long time, but obviously, you've known you needed to break up with him for a long time, so that's good.
CPD, Better late than never, I guess? That sounded a lot more compassionate in my head.
CPD, high-five and a glass of whiskey.
Also, please to note: Someone on a FB discordia page posted the PD URL. Be prepared for the possibility of more Delcon-like assbaggery.
Hmm. Two unexpected job offers.
I need body doubles or a full time lackey.
I bought a 1lb bag of Death Wish Coffee for Pennsic, and it came in yesterday. Naturally, I had to give it a test brew this morning. So far, the flavor is fantastic. It's bold and smooth. Not overly bitter or tannic like one would expect from a "strong" coffee, flavor wise.
...However. I'm half way through the cup and I'm getting the giggles.
Quote from: The Suu on July 01, 2014, 03:47:28 AM
Quote from: Q. G. Pennyworth on July 01, 2014, 03:39:28 AM
Waiting for someone else's baby is a lot more annoying than I thought. I mean, less painful than making your own, sure, but DAMN. Sitting here since 1pm waiting for updates.
Sounds like an epidural happened.
I know nothing about childbirth, but every time someone has a long labor, it seems pain killers were in the mix. It makes me wonder if I were to have kids if I would go for the au natural like my mom who popped us all out like 45 minutes flat each, or if I wouldn't be able to handle it and opt for the epidural. Everyone is so different though, so it's incredibly hard to say.
Either way, I hope she's okay. Did she go in before she was dilated enough?
The doctors decided they want to induce labor, because the baby is a pipsqueak and they're worried about placenta things. Ignoring the fact that her husband is not a large person and from a race that has small babies, of course. I got one update that apparently the hospital was full up on babies so they weren't pushing things along until they had a bed open up in the recovery, because of course that's what happened.
Still no baby.
It is going to go up 5F every hour for the next 4 hours. It is currently 88F. It will then creep up to 114 by noon.
I love Arizona. It loves me, too, but sometimes I make it angry.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 01, 2014, 02:10:55 PM
It is going to go up 5F every hour for the next 4 hours. It is currently 88F. It will then creep up to 114 by noon.
I love Arizona. It loves me, too, but sometimes I make it angry.
That is not a suitable environment for humans.
My boss is sitting in the room outside of my office while the office building is being torn out. We have 20 minutes to kill before the meeting, so he is watching company update videos.
No, really. He's actually watching them. I always wondered who those motivational posters on the wall were actually provided for, and now I know.
Quote from: Q. G. Pennyworth on July 01, 2014, 02:16:29 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 01, 2014, 02:10:55 PM
It is going to go up 5F every hour for the next 4 hours. It is currently 88F. It will then creep up to 114 by noon.
I love Arizona. It loves me, too, but sometimes I make it angry.
That is not a suitable environment for humans.
LIVE humans, you mean. We're all mummified corpses up here, rules do not apply.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 01, 2014, 02:17:22 PM
My boss is sitting in the room outside of my office while the office building is being torn out. We have 20 minutes to kill before the meeting, so he is watching company update videos.
No, really. He's actually watching them. I always wondered who those motivational posters on the wall were actually provided for, and now I know.
You know, it sounds like this guy is the kind of guy who would take motivational speakers seriously. Did you know that any enquiry made to such a person/organisation is ruthlessly and relentlessly followed up, even if they aren't remotely interested? Make some enquiries. I'm sure you know all the helpful details like his mobile number.
Quote from: Q. G. Pennyworth on July 01, 2014, 01:51:00 PM
Quote from: The Suu on July 01, 2014, 03:47:28 AM
Quote from: Q. G. Pennyworth on July 01, 2014, 03:39:28 AM
Waiting for someone else's baby is a lot more annoying than I thought. I mean, less painful than making your own, sure, but DAMN. Sitting here since 1pm waiting for updates.
Sounds like an epidural happened.
I know nothing about childbirth, but every time someone has a long labor, it seems pain killers were in the mix. It makes me wonder if I were to have kids if I would go for the au natural like my mom who popped us all out like 45 minutes flat each, or if I wouldn't be able to handle it and opt for the epidural. Everyone is so different though, so it's incredibly hard to say.
Either way, I hope she's okay. Did she go in before she was dilated enough?
The doctors decided they want to induce labor, because the baby is a pipsqueak and they're worried about placenta things. Ignoring the fact that her husband is not a large person and from a race that has small babies, of course. I got one update that apparently the hospital was full up on babies so they weren't pushing things along until they had a bed open up in the recovery, because of course that's what happened.
Still no baby.
So she's having a peanut, big deal. Isn't there a way they can tell without making her induce before the timer on the oven goes off?
Quote from: The Suu on July 01, 2014, 01:42:07 PM
I bought a 1lb bag of Death Wish Coffee for Pennsic, and it came in yesterday. Naturally, I had to give it a test brew this morning. So far, the flavor is fantastic. It's bold and smooth. Not overly bitter or tannic like one would expect from a "strong" coffee, flavor wise.
...However. I'm half way through the cup and I'm getting the giggles.
Well that was anticlimactic. I expected the jitters and the ability to taste colors. Come to find out I was just giggling because an ant was crawling across my foot.
I blame Richter for this. His sharpened roast back in the Boston Daze must have made me immune.
Quote from: The Suu on July 01, 2014, 02:28:18 PM
Quote from: Q. G. Pennyworth on July 01, 2014, 01:51:00 PM
Quote from: The Suu on July 01, 2014, 03:47:28 AM
Quote from: Q. G. Pennyworth on July 01, 2014, 03:39:28 AM
Waiting for someone else's baby is a lot more annoying than I thought. I mean, less painful than making your own, sure, but DAMN. Sitting here since 1pm waiting for updates.
Sounds like an epidural happened.
I know nothing about childbirth, but every time someone has a long labor, it seems pain killers were in the mix. It makes me wonder if I were to have kids if I would go for the au natural like my mom who popped us all out like 45 minutes flat each, or if I wouldn't be able to handle it and opt for the epidural. Everyone is so different though, so it's incredibly hard to say.
Either way, I hope she's okay. Did she go in before she was dilated enough?
The doctors decided they want to induce labor, because the baby is a pipsqueak and they're worried about placenta things. Ignoring the fact that her husband is not a large person and from a race that has small babies, of course. I got one update that apparently the hospital was full up on babies so they weren't pushing things along until they had a bed open up in the recovery, because of course that's what happened.
Still no baby.
So she's having a peanut, big deal. Isn't there a way they can tell without making her induce before the timer on the oven goes off?
I dunno, at this point decisions have been made. The kid's over 5 lb and they're in the Boston area, it's gonna be just fine. Her husband's completely offline, so either the show is on the road or they're getting some much needed sleep.
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 01, 2014, 10:58:07 AM
CPD, Better late than never, I guess? That sounded a lot more compassionate in my head.
It's cool. My own mistake.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 01, 2014, 11:56:07 AM
CPD, high-five and a glass of whiskey.
Also, please to note: Someone on a FB discordia page posted the PD URL. Be prepared for the possibility of more Delcon-like assbaggery.
Whiskey is a good idea.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 01, 2014, 02:10:55 PM
It is going to go up 5F every hour for the next 4 hours. It is currently 88F. It will then creep up to 114 by noon.
I love Arizona. It loves me, too, but sometimes I make it angry.
Arizona hates it when you don't call back.
Quote from: The Suu on July 01, 2014, 01:42:07 PM
I bought a 1lb bag of Death Wish Coffee for Pennsic, and it came in yesterday. Naturally, I had to give it a test brew this morning. So far, the flavor is fantastic. It's bold and smooth. Not overly bitter or tannic like one would expect from a "strong" coffee, flavor wise.
...However. I'm half way through the cup and I'm getting the giggles.
Dead man's Chest, Tripple Pecker Goat... Good days.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 01, 2014, 04:32:05 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 01, 2014, 10:58:07 AM
CPD, Better late than never, I guess? That sounded a lot more compassionate in my head.
It's cool. My own mistake.
It happens. Sometimes it happens way too slow.
Hugs.
Quote from: The Suu on July 01, 2014, 02:28:18 PM
Quote from: Q. G. Pennyworth on July 01, 2014, 01:51:00 PM
Quote from: The Suu on July 01, 2014, 03:47:28 AM
Quote from: Q. G. Pennyworth on July 01, 2014, 03:39:28 AM
Waiting for someone else's baby is a lot more annoying than I thought. I mean, less painful than making your own, sure, but DAMN. Sitting here since 1pm waiting for updates.
Sounds like an epidural happened.
I know nothing about childbirth, but every time someone has a long labor, it seems pain killers were in the mix. It makes me wonder if I were to have kids if I would go for the au natural like my mom who popped us all out like 45 minutes flat each, or if I wouldn't be able to handle it and opt for the epidural. Everyone is so different though, so it's incredibly hard to say.
Either way, I hope she's okay. Did she go in before she was dilated enough?
The doctors decided they want to induce labor, because the baby is a pipsqueak and they're worried about placenta things. Ignoring the fact that her husband is not a large person and from a race that has small babies, of course. I got one update that apparently the hospital was full up on babies so they weren't pushing things along until they had a bed open up in the recovery, because of course that's what happened.
Still no baby.
So she's having a peanut, big deal. Isn't there a way they can tell without making her induce before the timer on the oven goes off?
They can tell if there are issues with the placenta, but they can't tell more than a ball-park on weight and "done-ness". Thing is, placenta issues can be fatal, so they kinda like to be proactive with that kind of thing.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 01, 2014, 02:10:55 PM
It is going to go up 5F every hour for the next 4 hours. It is currently 88F. It will then creep up to 114 by noon.
I love Arizona. It loves me, too, but sometimes I make it angry.
It's 96º at my house. Laugh if you will, that's fucking hot for us temperate valley lowlanders.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 01, 2014, 04:32:05 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 01, 2014, 10:58:07 AM
CPD, Better late than never, I guess? That sounded a lot more compassionate in my head.
It's cool. My own mistake.
We all have those. Did I tell you about the guy I shouldn't have dated at all, but instead dated for eleven months and he fucked my head so badly I'm STILL recovering? Yeah. I think you might have been here for that, actually.
By contrast, I can count the number of quarrels and emotionally traumatizing moments I've had with my current boyfriend on no hands. Rest assured that there's something better out there.
I just changed my facebook language to English (pirate). My life has new meaning.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 02, 2014, 12:00:30 AM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 01, 2014, 04:32:05 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 01, 2014, 10:58:07 AM
CPD, Better late than never, I guess? That sounded a lot more compassionate in my head.
It's cool. My own mistake.
We all have those. Did I tell you about the guy I shouldn't have dated at all, but instead dated for eleven months and he fucked my head so badly I'm STILL recovering? Yeah. I think you might have been here for that, actually.
By contrast, I can count the number of quarrels and emotionally traumatizing moments I've had with my current boyfriend on no hands. Rest assured that there's something better out there.
This. Drama is NOT inevitable.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 01, 2014, 02:17:22 PM
My boss is sitting in the room outside of my office while the office building is being torn out. We have 20 minutes to kill before the meeting, so he is watching company update videos.
No, really. He's actually watching them. I always wondered who those motivational posters on the wall were actually provided for, and now I know.
this is how I imagine your corp. update videos:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m2jFhnI209k
They could be talking about a gun wiht tits and lightning and it would still sound banal
Quote from: The Suu on July 01, 2014, 02:29:52 PM
Quote from: The Suu on July 01, 2014, 01:42:07 PM
I bought a 1lb bag of Death Wish Coffee for Pennsic, and it came in yesterday. Naturally, I had to give it a test brew this morning. So far, the flavor is fantastic. It's bold and smooth. Not overly bitter or tannic like one would expect from a "strong" coffee, flavor wise.
...However. I'm half way through the cup and I'm getting the giggles.
Well that was anticlimactic. I expected the jitters and the ability to taste colors. Come to find out I was just giggling because an ant was crawling across my foot.
I blame Richter for this. His sharpened roast back in the Boston Daze must have made me immune.
That coffee got me through my looney bin job. It was a replacement for nutrition, sleep, and sanity.
Let me see if I can scare up another cheap espresso machine - we'll put that stuff through it.
Quote from: Richter on July 02, 2014, 01:11:01 AM
Quote from: The Suu on July 01, 2014, 02:29:52 PM
Quote from: The Suu on July 01, 2014, 01:42:07 PM
I bought a 1lb bag of Death Wish Coffee for Pennsic, and it came in yesterday. Naturally, I had to give it a test brew this morning. So far, the flavor is fantastic. It's bold and smooth. Not overly bitter or tannic like one would expect from a "strong" coffee, flavor wise.
...However. I'm half way through the cup and I'm getting the giggles.
Well that was anticlimactic. I expected the jitters and the ability to taste colors. Come to find out I was just giggling because an ant was crawling across my foot.
I blame Richter for this. His sharpened roast back in the Boston Daze must have made me immune.
That coffee got me through my looney bin job. It was a replacement for nutrition, sleep, and sanity.
Let me see if I can scare up another cheap espresso machine - we'll put that stuff through it.
I'm bringing my French Press to Pennsic.
I'm having fasting bloodwork done tomorrow, and I'm already miserable. Mr. Suu decided to get an ice cream cone and I'm sitting here and apparently gave him a look of FUCK YOU IN THE FUCKING FACE enough that he put it back in the freezer.
:(
Good news my blood pressure dropped 6 points. Bad news Im waiting for a cat scan. Belles Palsey , or minor stroke. Hopefully my thyroid medicine didnt make it worse. If I had a minor stroke then Im becoming a vegetarian.
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on July 02, 2014, 07:12:46 AM
Good news my blood pressure dropped 6 points. Bad news Im waiting for a cat scan. Belles Palsey , or minor stroke. Hopefully my thyroid medicine didnt make it worse. If I had a minor stroke then Im becoming a vegetarian.
Ummm oh shit! Update us when you know, K? I hope you're OK.
Yeah. The nurse said I look like grumpy cat. I tries to laugh But It hurts. Thanks a por Obama.
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on July 02, 2014, 07:20:45 AM
Yeah. The nurse said I look like grumpy cat. I tries to laugh But It hurts. Thanks a por Obama.
Jesus, man. Hope you are ok.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 02, 2014, 12:32:46 AM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 02, 2014, 12:00:30 AM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 01, 2014, 04:32:05 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 01, 2014, 10:58:07 AM
CPD, Better late than never, I guess? That sounded a lot more compassionate in my head.
It's cool. My own mistake.
We all have those. Did I tell you about the guy I shouldn't have dated at all, but instead dated for eleven months and he fucked my head so badly I'm STILL recovering? Yeah. I think you might have been here for that, actually.
By contrast, I can count the number of quarrels and emotionally traumatizing moments I've had with my current boyfriend on no hands. Rest assured that there's something better out there.
This. Drama is NOT inevitable.
Ex started talking tonight like last night's convo had never happened and we were still a thing. Wanted me to crawl in bed with him and such. I was really confused and disturbed. Brought up last night's convo anyway and it completely flummoxed him. Completely. Flummoxed.
Belles Palsey CT scan Not needed.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 02, 2014, 07:30:18 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 02, 2014, 12:32:46 AM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 02, 2014, 12:00:30 AM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 01, 2014, 04:32:05 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 01, 2014, 10:58:07 AM
CPD, Better late than never, I guess? That sounded a lot more compassionate in my head.
It's cool. My own mistake.
We all have those. Did I tell you about the guy I shouldn't have dated at all, but instead dated for eleven months and he fucked my head so badly I'm STILL recovering? Yeah. I think you might have been here for that, actually.
By contrast, I can count the number of quarrels and emotionally traumatizing moments I've had with my current boyfriend on no hands. Rest assured that there's something better out there.
This. Drama is NOT inevitable.
Ex started talking tonight like last night's convo had never happened and we were still a thing. Wanted me to crawl in bed with him and such. I was really confused and disturbed. Brought up last night's convo anyway and it completely flummoxed him. Completely. Flummoxed.
That sounds manipulative, walk. Away.
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on July 02, 2014, 08:19:27 AM
Belles Palsey CT scan Not needed.
Bell's Palsy can have many sources, and is usually temporary. Any cues about source?
Anti virals given. 4-6 weeks recovery 7th nerve infected. I will have temporary paralysis on my right side. My taste buds are almost gone. I cant raise eyebrow , or smile on that side. No one knows the cause. Rare cases do people get permanet damage.
Ear infection was source.
Holy crap, dude. Here's to a speedy and full recovery.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 02, 2014, 07:30:18 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 02, 2014, 12:32:46 AM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 02, 2014, 12:00:30 AM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 01, 2014, 04:32:05 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 01, 2014, 10:58:07 AM
CPD, Better late than never, I guess? That sounded a lot more compassionate in my head.
It's cool. My own mistake.
We all have those. Did I tell you about the guy I shouldn't have dated at all, but instead dated for eleven months and he fucked my head so badly I'm STILL recovering? Yeah. I think you might have been here for that, actually.
By contrast, I can count the number of quarrels and emotionally traumatizing moments I've had with my current boyfriend on no hands. Rest assured that there's something better out there.
This. Drama is NOT inevitable.
Ex started talking tonight like last night's convo had never happened and we were still a thing. Wanted me to crawl in bed with him and such. I was really confused and disturbed. Brought up last night's convo anyway and it completely flummoxed him. Completely. Flummoxed.
Ditto Nigel's statement. You're being messed with, gtfo of there as soon as you can.
Three goddamn viles of blood and piss in a cup later, and I can eat breakfast. This getting old shit sucks, Roger was right.
How's things?
"vial"
And yes. Wait until they put you on 7 different meds, just for the hell of it, and ask you to come in every two weeks, for "monitoring".
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 02, 2014, 01:38:10 PM
"vial"
And yes. Wait until they put you on 7 different meds, just for the hell of it, and ask you to come in every two weeks, for "monitoring".
I like my typo better. It mirrors my mood succinctly.
But dude, it was like, "Okay,so you haven't had blood work done since such and such a date and you were younger than 25. You're over 30 now, and your family has a history of hypertension, heart disease, high cholesterol, anemia, Hepatitis C, and the diabeetus. Roll up your goddamn sleeve. Oh, and pee in this here cup, just in case you're pregnant."
I gotta hand it to the phlebotomist though, she was on the mark first shot and I barely felt a thing, which is why I got skeptical and looked back over as she continued to suck blood out of my arm like a goddamn vampire and I asked why she needed so much DNA. Navy Corpsmen have no sense of humor. :( Well, at least at 7:30am they don't.
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on July 02, 2014, 09:04:00 AM
Anti virals given. 4-6 weeks recovery 7th nerve infected. I will have temporary paralysis on my right side. My taste buds are almost gone. I cant raise eyebrow , or smile on that side. No one knows the cause. Rare cases do people get permanet damage.
Well, hopefully you won't be one of the rare cases with permanent damage. I've known a few people who've had it, fortunately they made full recoveries.
Quote from: The Suu on July 02, 2014, 01:52:54 PM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 02, 2014, 01:38:10 PM
"vial"
And yes. Wait until they put you on 7 different meds, just for the hell of it, and ask you to come in every two weeks, for "monitoring".
I like my typo better. It mirrors my mood succinctly.
But dude, it was like, "Okay,so you haven't had blood work done since such and such a date and you were younger than 25. You're over 30 now, and your family has a history of hypertension, heart disease, high cholesterol, anemia, Hepatitis C, and the diabeetus. Roll up your goddamn sleeve. Oh, and pee in this here cup, just in case you're pregnant."
I gotta hand it to the phlebotomist though, she was on the mark first shot and I barely felt a thing, which is why I got skeptical and looked back over as she continued to suck blood out of my arm like a goddamn vampire and I asked why she needed so much DNA. Navy Corpsmen have no sense of humor. :( Well, at least at 7:30am they don't.
Wait. You're just now getting major bloodwork done? Fuck you. They've been bleeding me like a Masai cow every time I go in for the last 20 years. :lol:
So on my geology field trip on Saturday, I somehow managed to smile/be friendly at every crazy motherfucker on the bus. Luckily the girl next to me was a totally normal sweet human being, but the rest of them were freaking my shit out. I complimented one girl on her orange nail polish, and she immediately told me that she has fibromyalgia and her meds weren't working, and then that she's had a migraine for the last 24 hours, and then would moan "Ow, it hurts so much" whenever she was within earshot of me.
There was some small irony in that I'd just been reading Sacks on migraine for the previous two hours. I didn't call her on being a hypochondriac drama whore, though, because it's unlikely that I'll ever be in a class with her again and as far as I'm concerned, let the histrionics have their little fantasies, as long as I don't have to deal with that shit.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 02, 2014, 03:48:30 PM
Quote from: The Suu on July 02, 2014, 01:52:54 PM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 02, 2014, 01:38:10 PM
"vial"
And yes. Wait until they put you on 7 different meds, just for the hell of it, and ask you to come in every two weeks, for "monitoring".
I like my typo better. It mirrors my mood succinctly.
But dude, it was like, "Okay,so you haven't had blood work done since such and such a date and you were younger than 25. You're over 30 now, and your family has a history of hypertension, heart disease, high cholesterol, anemia, Hepatitis C, and the diabeetus. Roll up your goddamn sleeve. Oh, and pee in this here cup, just in case you're pregnant."
I gotta hand it to the phlebotomist though, she was on the mark first shot and I barely felt a thing, which is why I got skeptical and looked back over as she continued to suck blood out of my arm like a goddamn vampire and I asked why she needed so much DNA. Navy Corpsmen have no sense of humor. :( Well, at least at 7:30am they don't.
Wait. You're just now getting major bloodwork done? Fuck you. They've been bleeding me like a Masai cow every time I go in for the last 20 years. :lol:
Well, it's not like I've had affordable healthcare, or rather, healthcare AT ALL that required this. The last time I got blood drawn was for a titer test when I started my 2nd undergrad because URI couldn't read my Florida high school transcript, which included all of my immunization records. This will be the first time I'm getting my cholesterol and grown-up shit looked at, and I'm not particularly looking forward to the results considering my family history, and the chance they're going to give me a bunch of new PILLS HERE.
Or I could have actually inherited something from my mother and be healthy. That would be nice.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 02, 2014, 03:57:04 PM
So on my geology field trip on Saturday, I somehow managed to smile/be friendly at every crazy motherfucker on the bus. Luckily the girl next to me was a totally normal sweet human being, but the rest of them were freaking my shit out. I complimented one girl on her orange nail polish, and she immediately told me that she has fibromyalgia and her meds weren't working, and then that she's had a migraine for the last 24 hours, and then would moan "Ow, it hurts so much" whenever she was within earshot of me.
There was some small irony in that I'd just been reading Sacks on migraine for the previous two hours. I didn't call her on being a hypochondriac drama whore, though, because it's unlikely that I'll ever be in a class with her again and as far as I'm concerned, let the histrionics have their little fantasies, as long as I don't have to deal with that shit.
If she's that sick, why did she go on the field trip? :?
Quote from: The Suu on July 02, 2014, 04:05:21 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 02, 2014, 03:57:04 PM
So on my geology field trip on Saturday, I somehow managed to smile/be friendly at every crazy motherfucker on the bus. Luckily the girl next to me was a totally normal sweet human being, but the rest of them were freaking my shit out. I complimented one girl on her orange nail polish, and she immediately told me that she has fibromyalgia and her meds weren't working, and then that she's had a migraine for the last 24 hours, and then would moan "Ow, it hurts so much" whenever she was within earshot of me.
There was some small irony in that I'd just been reading Sacks on migraine for the previous two hours. I didn't call her on being a hypochondriac drama whore, though, because it's unlikely that I'll ever be in a class with her again and as far as I'm concerned, let the histrionics have their little fantasies, as long as I don't have to deal with that shit.
If she's that sick, why did she go on the field trip? :?
Uhhhhh because she's not sick.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 02, 2014, 04:12:50 PM
Quote from: The Suu on July 02, 2014, 04:05:21 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 02, 2014, 03:57:04 PM
So on my geology field trip on Saturday, I somehow managed to smile/be friendly at every crazy motherfucker on the bus. Luckily the girl next to me was a totally normal sweet human being, but the rest of them were freaking my shit out. I complimented one girl on her orange nail polish, and she immediately told me that she has fibromyalgia and her meds weren't working, and then that she's had a migraine for the last 24 hours, and then would moan "Ow, it hurts so much" whenever she was within earshot of me.
There was some small irony in that I'd just been reading Sacks on migraine for the previous two hours. I didn't call her on being a hypochondriac drama whore, though, because it's unlikely that I'll ever be in a class with her again and as far as I'm concerned, let the histrionics have their little fantasies, as long as I don't have to deal with that shit.
If she's that sick, why did she go on the field trip? :?
Uhhhhh because she's not sick.
Well, clearly, but still. You're not going to convince many folks you have fibro, which is from what I understand, debilitating, if you, you know, leave the house and go on school field trips where you can tell everyone about it when they ask about orange nail polish. It just seems counter-intuitive to me. If you're gonna fake sick, at least stay at home and attempt to forge a doctor's note.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 02, 2014, 03:48:30 PM
Quote from: The Suu on July 02, 2014, 01:52:54 PM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 02, 2014, 01:38:10 PM
"vial"
And yes. Wait until they put you on 7 different meds, just for the hell of it, and ask you to come in every two weeks, for "monitoring".
I like my typo better. It mirrors my mood succinctly.
But dude, it was like, "Okay,so you haven't had blood work done since such and such a date and you were younger than 25. You're over 30 now, and your family has a history of hypertension, heart disease, high cholesterol, anemia, Hepatitis C, and the diabeetus. Roll up your goddamn sleeve. Oh, and pee in this here cup, just in case you're pregnant."
I gotta hand it to the phlebotomist though, she was on the mark first shot and I barely felt a thing, which is why I got skeptical and looked back over as she continued to suck blood out of my arm like a goddamn vampire and I asked why she needed so much DNA. Navy Corpsmen have no sense of humor. :( Well, at least at 7:30am they don't.
Wait. You're just now getting major bloodwork done? Fuck you. They've been bleeding me like a Masai cow every time I go in for the last 20 years. :lol:
Hah. It's been 20 years SINCE I've had bloodwork done. (not counting plasma donations, which just clear me of HIV and Hep)
Quote from: The Suu on July 02, 2014, 04:20:19 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 02, 2014, 04:12:50 PM
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Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 02, 2014, 03:57:04 PM
So on my geology field trip on Saturday, I somehow managed to smile/be friendly at every crazy motherfucker on the bus. Luckily the girl next to me was a totally normal sweet human being, but the rest of them were freaking my shit out. I complimented one girl on her orange nail polish, and she immediately told me that she has fibromyalgia and her meds weren't working, and then that she's had a migraine for the last 24 hours, and then would moan "Ow, it hurts so much" whenever she was within earshot of me.
There was some small irony in that I'd just been reading Sacks on migraine for the previous two hours. I didn't call her on being a hypochondriac drama whore, though, because it's unlikely that I'll ever be in a class with her again and as far as I'm concerned, let the histrionics have their little fantasies, as long as I don't have to deal with that shit.
If she's that sick, why did she go on the field trip? :?
Uhhhhh because she's not sick.
Well, clearly, but still. You're not going to convince many folks you have fibro, which is from what I understand, debilitating, if you, you know, leave the house and go on school field trips where you can tell everyone about it when they ask about orange nail polish. It just seems counter-intuitive to me. If you're gonna fake sick, at least stay at home and attempt to forge a doctor's note.
Crazy people don't make sense.
You know, this latest round of brain weirdness has actually affected the way I look at people, in a very positive way. I've very quickly become a lot more willing and able to put myself in someone else's shoes.
I still hate Mike the Engineer like he was sucking Pol Pot's farts out every night, mind you. But he's a genuinely bad person. In general I find myself a great deal more sympathetic toward people.
I think I like this a great deal.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 02, 2014, 05:03:43 PM
You know, this latest round of brain weirdness has actually affected the way I look at people, in a very positive way. I've very quickly become a lot more willing and able to put myself in someone else's shoes.
I still hate Mike the Engineer like he was sucking Pol Pot's farts out every night, mind you. But he's a genuinely bad person. In general I find myself a great deal more sympathetic toward people.
I think I like this a great deal.
Right on! :)
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 02, 2014, 05:03:43 PM
You know, this latest round of brain weirdness has actually affected the way I look at people, in a very positive way. I've very quickly become a lot more willing and able to put myself in someone else's shoes.
I still hate Mike the Engineer like he was sucking Pol Pot's farts out every night, mind you. But he's a genuinely bad person. In general I find myself a great deal more sympathetic toward people.
I think I like this a great deal.
That's awesome, actually!
The guy who founded the field of neuroeconomics kind of makes me wanna puke with his pseudoscience philosophy.
Oh well, it's an interesting class and it gives me fodder for discussion in my real neuroscience class.
Oh, and in case you were wondering, yes, he does quantum. There is almost nothing I hate more than "neuroscientists" who quantum. That and "the same parts of the brain light up" FUCK YOU.
It IS awesome, Nigel, and what's more, it's infectuous (sp?).
When you do it, people around you do it, at least to some degree. I think it's because people think they HAVE to be assholes. When someone in authority isn't an asshole, then it's suddenly okay to act like a human being.
Milgram's thing works both ways.
Something occurred to me: "So this is what it's like to think like The Terrible Old Man did."
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 02, 2014, 05:40:50 PM
It IS awesome, Nigel, and what's more, it's infectuous (sp?).
When you do it, people around you do it, at least to some degree. I think it's because people think they HAVE to be assholes. When someone in authority isn't an asshole, then it's suddenly okay to act like a human being.
Milgram's thing works both ways.
YES YES YES.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 02, 2014, 05:42:45 PM
Something occurred to me: "So this is what it's like to think like The Terrible Old Man did."
That, my friend, strikes me as a Very Good Thing.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 02, 2014, 05:53:42 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 02, 2014, 05:42:45 PM
Something occurred to me: "So this is what it's like to think like The Terrible Old Man did."
That, my friend, strikes me as a Very Good Thing.
Yes. When people first met the guy, they saw the scowl. But he was damn near a Buddha, in a lot of ways.
Enough dawdling. Time to write. My head is full of hornets.
For the second time, the stash of Big Words posters have come out over Tuesday Dinner for new people to read and be infected by. I think the housemate's brother might end up over here at some point - he was really into Objection II and seems to be a properly developing biped.
In other news tiny baby was born (5 lb 13 oz) and is fine. Her mom as the best "What is this I don't even" face in the first photo, as all brand new moms do.
Quote from: Q. G. Pennyworth on July 02, 2014, 07:06:58 PM
For the second time, the stash of Big Words posters have come out over Tuesday Dinner for new people to read and be infected by. I think the housemate's brother might end up over here at some point - he was really into Objection II and seems to be a properly developing biped.
In other news tiny baby was born (5 lb 13 oz) and is fine. Her mom as the best "What is this I don't even" face in the first photo, as all brand new moms do.
That's awesome. :)
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 02, 2014, 05:37:38 PM
Oh, and in case you were wondering, yes, he does quantum. There is almost nothing I hate more than "neuroscientists" who quantum. That and "the same parts of the brain light up" FUCK YOU.
Quantum tubules?
Quantum brains. They're considered a delicacy by Philosophical Zombies.
Quote from: Cain on July 02, 2014, 08:09:57 PM
Quantum brains. They're considered a delicacy by Philosophical Zombies.
It's Just Cortically Discrete Consumption!
Quote from: Q. G. Pennyworth on July 02, 2014, 07:06:58 PM
For the second time, the stash of Big Words posters have come out over Tuesday Dinner for new people to read and be infected by. I think the housemate's brother might end up over here at some point - he was really into Objection II and seems to be a properly developing biped.
In other news tiny baby was born (5 lb 13 oz) and is fine. Her mom as the best "What is this I don't even" face in the first photo, as all brand new moms do.
Yay, baby!
Quote from: Cain on July 02, 2014, 08:09:57 PM
Quantum brains. They're considered a delicacy by Philosophical Zombies.
:lulz:
The anti-virals are doing great. I can move my jaw more, and chew better. The anti-inflammation medicine reduces the pain/swelling by a lot. The downside is the anti-virals prevent me from driving for a while, and the anti-inflammation medicine is FUCKING BITTER, and it also increases my BLOOD SUGAR, but I don't have any form of diabetes so that's all good. The anti-virals are 800 mg. I might as well shove them up my ass instead of swallowing them.
Besides sounding like Elvis when I sing. I can now sing with only the left side of my mouth just like him. If only I can find a 5lb peanut butter & bacon sandwich I can make a lot of money in downtown Houston.
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on July 03, 2014, 01:17:35 AM
The anti-virals are doing great. I can move my jaw more, and chew better. The anti-inflammation medicine reduces the pain/swelling by a lot. The downside is the anti-virals prevent me from driving for a while, and the anti-inflammation medicine is FUCKING BITTER, and it also increases my BLOOD SUGAR, but I don't have any form of diabetes so that's all good. The anti-virals are 800 mg. I might as well shove them up my ass instead of swallowing them.
Besides sounding like Elvis when I sing. I can now sing with only the left side of my mouth just like him. If only I can find a 5lb peanut butter & bacon sandwich I can make a lot of money in downtown Houston.
Keep getting better and don't die on the toilet?
Quote from: Q. G. Pennyworth on July 03, 2014, 01:51:37 AM
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on July 03, 2014, 01:17:35 AM
The anti-virals are doing great. I can move my jaw more, and chew better. The anti-inflammation medicine reduces the pain/swelling by a lot. The downside is the anti-virals prevent me from driving for a while, and the anti-inflammation medicine is FUCKING BITTER, and it also increases my BLOOD SUGAR, but I don't have any form of diabetes so that's all good. The anti-virals are 800 mg. I might as well shove them up my ass instead of swallowing them.
Besides sounding like Elvis when I sing. I can now sing with only the left side of my mouth just like him. If only I can find a 5lb peanut butter & bacon sandwich I can make a lot of money in downtown Houston.
Keep getting better and don't die on the toilet?
WHATEVER I DO WHAT I WANT! I'M GOD DAMN BEAR!
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on July 03, 2014, 01:17:35 AM
The anti-virals are doing great. I can move my jaw more, and chew better. The anti-inflammation medicine reduces the pain/swelling by a lot. The downside is the anti-virals prevent me from driving for a while, and the anti-inflammation medicine is FUCKING BITTER, and it also increases my BLOOD SUGAR, but I don't have any form of diabetes so that's all good. The anti-virals are 800 mg. I might as well shove them up my ass instead of swallowing them.
Besides sounding like Elvis when I sing. I can now sing with only the left side of my mouth just like him. If only I can find a 5lb peanut butter & bacon sandwich I can make a lot of money in downtown Houston.
Fucking hell. Hope you keep kicking this thing's ass.
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on July 03, 2014, 01:17:35 AM
The anti-virals are doing great. I can move my jaw more, and chew better. The anti-inflammation medicine reduces the pain/swelling by a lot. The downside is the anti-virals prevent me from driving for a while, and the anti-inflammation medicine is FUCKING BITTER, and it also increases my BLOOD SUGAR, but I don't have any form of diabetes so that's all good. The anti-virals are 800 mg. I might as well shove them up my ass instead of swallowing them.
Besides sounding like Elvis when I sing. I can now sing with only the left side of my mouth just like him. If only I can find a 5lb peanut butter & bacon sandwich I can make a lot of money in downtown Houston.
You done good, kid.
If you're gonna croak on the toilet like The King, at least be upper-decking the fucking thing.
Stinking headache. Foul mood. Meeting with employer shortly to explain that the price for upcoming work is that price because that is what the man has in the budget. No more, no less. You can make all the fancy spreadsheets you like, the price will still be EXACTLY THE SAME as what the budget is.
I have rarely worked with someone who is so resistant to getting work and making a profit. It's maddening beyond belief.
"I want a 25% margin on this"
"You can have 5%. This is fair, reasonable and will win us the work and place us in a good position to win future works"
"I want 25%"
"I want a private island and your arse on the sun. Life is cruel"
"20%? Do you think they'll go for that?"
"I'm speaking English, right? If you want to lose the work, why not go 30%? Hell, why not go 50%"
"50% is just taking the piss"
"So is anything higher than 5. Would you like to suggest another number, perhaps single digit, below 6?"
"15%?"
"What. The Fuck. I'm going for a smoke and I'll submit the price later"
"At what percent?"
On the plus side, I look increasingly more competent, just by being in the same room.
XPost from Faceblag: Today I finally sorted out ducting for my dryer, after seeking advice from a couple of stores on the best option. Showed them the exact model we have, asked about the best way to vent air out of it. Eventually, bought about $150 worth of adapter and hosing. Attached this to my dryer, vented temporarily out a window. Ran a load of towels.
An hour later, they are still cold and wet.
Decided to READ THE FUCKING MANUAL. Oh. I have run a hose from outside to the AIR INTAKE HOLE, blowing cold, wet outside air over my towels and lamenting that they remain cold and also wet.
This would have been helpful information to have had in the store.
I'm getting threatened with an illegal eviction and some very serious lies about my conduct.
Who would do such a thing? My unborn child's grandparents.
Yeah, I have my helmet on, but I don't think it was designed for this.
Foster kid is stealing from housemates, staying up all night drunk, leaving my studio door open, and generally being a liability. I am about at the end of my rope and considering sending her on her way, which sucks.
Ugh, shitty situations for both of you. That sucks.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 03, 2014, 01:04:38 PM
Foster kid is stealing from housemates, staying up all night drunk, leaving my studio door open, and generally being a liability. I am about at the end of my rope and considering sending her on her way, which sucks.
Is this Surprise!Daughter or someone else?
Got a half day off of work to prepare for the hurricane. The one that isn't supposed to get closer than 80 miles to where I live. Stupid, but there are worse things that can happen than a half day before a 4 day weekend. Then my boss texts me "hey, are you prepared for this hurricane?
reply:
(http://i1273.photobucket.com/albums/y412/Ironmaiden6972/Mobile%20Uploads/IMG_20140703_140116_858_zpse3707511.jpg) (http://s1273.photobucket.com/user/Ironmaiden6972/media/Mobile%20Uploads/IMG_20140703_140116_858_zpse3707511.jpg.html)
Everything is under control
Your ration of cat seems to be in good order.
Didn't know you were an East coast-er. Which state?
Virginia
That looks like half a bottle of whiskey.
Are you quite sure you're adequately prepared?
I was assuming the other half was already inside Raz.
Quote from: Raz Tech on July 03, 2014, 06:24:52 PM
Virginia
Good to know. Spent some time in MD, back in the day.
I just realized that's a complete non-sequitor. Small Talk Fail.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 03, 2014, 06:31:55 PM
I was assuming the other half was already inside Raz.
By that logic, so's half the milk.
That's a recipe for a bad time.
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 03, 2014, 06:28:54 PM
That looks like half a bottle of whiskey.
Are you quite sure you're adequately prepared?
You raise a valid point. I suppose if push comes to shove out can be supplemented with malt liquor from the gas station down the street, but it is now apparent that I must re-evaluate my disaster preparedness.
If I've learnt anything over the years, it's that half a bottle of whiskey is nearly always useless. Unless you're cleaning a wound.
If the situation becomes too dire, you can always shove the cat down the front of your pants.
There's a logic to that but I'm fucked if I know what it is.
In other news, unreliable dolts continue to make my life a pain. Meeting prospective new employers over the weekend.
Listerene should not be used for contraception or as a prophylactic - it is not to be used... Blah blah disclaimer... Blah...
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 03, 2014, 04:05:45 AM
If you're gonna croak on the toilet like The King, at least be upper-decking the fucking thing.
I'll do it at Chili's to make you proud.
Quote from: Raz Tech on July 03, 2014, 06:10:50 PM
Got a half day off of work to prepare for the hurricane. The one that isn't supposed to get closer than 80 miles to where I live. Stupid, but there are worse things that can happen than a half day before a 4 day weekend. Then my boss texts me "hey, are you prepared for this hurricane?
reply:
(http://i1273.photobucket.com/albums/y412/Ironmaiden6972/Mobile%20Uploads/IMG_20140703_140116_858_zpse3707511.jpg) (http://s1273.photobucket.com/user/Ironmaiden6972/media/Mobile%20Uploads/IMG_20140703_140116_858_zpse3707511.jpg.html)
Everything is under control
I don't see chicken in can!
I mean, take some from the front why don't you, as long as the cat's position is also reversed.
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on July 03, 2014, 09:29:00 PM
Quote from: Raz Tech on July 03, 2014, 06:10:50 PM
Got a half day off of work to prepare for the hurricane. The one that isn't supposed to get closer than 80 miles to where I live. Stupid, but there are worse things that can happen than a half day before a 4 day weekend. Then my boss texts me "hey, are you prepared for this hurricane?
reply:
(http://i1273.photobucket.com/albums/y412/Ironmaiden6972/Mobile%20Uploads/IMG_20140703_140116_858_zpse3707511.jpg) (http://s1273.photobucket.com/user/Ironmaiden6972/media/Mobile%20Uploads/IMG_20140703_140116_858_zpse3707511.jpg.html)
Everything is under control
I don't see chicken in can!
Quote from: Raz Tech on July 03, 2014, 06:10:50 PM
Got a half day off of work to prepare for the hurricane. The one that isn't supposed to get closer than 80 miles to where I live. Stupid, but there are worse things that can happen than a half day before a 4 day weekend. Then my boss texts me "hey, are you prepared for this hurricane?
reply:
(http://i1273.photobucket.com/albums/y412/Ironmaiden6972/Mobile%20Uploads/IMG_20140703_140116_858_zpse3707511.jpg) (http://s1273.photobucket.com/user/Ironmaiden6972/media/Mobile%20Uploads/IMG_20140703_140116_858_zpse3707511.jpg.html)
Everything is under control
Not a bad category 1 selection. I see the East Coast is strong with you.
I just hid in the bathroom during the tornado warning with a bottle of Cruzan Estate Diamond Dark 5 year Rum and my smartphone. Seriously, I sat in the bathtub texting my parents happy anniversary listening for my windows to blow out. I did get a nosebleed though, so it wasn't a total fail.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 03, 2014, 04:06:14 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 03, 2014, 01:04:38 PM
Foster kid is stealing from housemates, staying up all night drunk, leaving my studio door open, and generally being a liability. I am about at the end of my rope and considering sending her on her way, which sucks.
Is this Surprise!Daughter or someone else?
Surprise Daughter. It's a clusterfuck. :(
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 03, 2014, 06:36:10 PM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 03, 2014, 06:31:55 PM
I was assuming the other half was already inside Raz.
By that logic, so's half the milk.
That's a recipe for a bad time.
:lulz:
In more positive news, my Perception class is amazeballs, and there was a sub today who turned me on to his Intro to Neurobiology class this fall.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 03, 2014, 10:41:28 PM
In more positive news, my Perception class is amazeballs, and there was a sub today who turned me on to his Intro to Neurobiology class this fall.
I hope to hear more about this perception class, as I've always greatly enjoyed studying it (at least from a psychology and communication standpoint).
Quote from: Net (+1 Hidden) and 5 guests on July 03, 2014, 11:56:31 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 03, 2014, 10:41:28 PM
In more positive news, my Perception class is amazeballs, and there was a sub today who turned me on to his Intro to Neurobiology class this fall.
I hope to hear more about this perception class, as I've always greatly enjoyed studying it (at least from a psychology and communication standpoint).
It's kind of mind-blowing! Today I learned some of the basics about the physiology and genetics of tetrachromacy, and I'm thinking that if I can, I'm going to make that the subject of my research methods class. If I end up writing a paper on it, I'll repost it here after the end of the term. I'll make sure to post about what I'm learning along the way.
Quote from: Raz Tech on July 03, 2014, 06:10:50 PM
Got a half day off of work to prepare for the hurricane. The one that isn't supposed to get closer than 80 miles to where I live. Stupid, but there are worse things that can happen than a half day before a 4 day weekend. Then my boss texts me "hey, are you prepared for this hurricane?
reply:
(http://i1273.photobucket.com/albums/y412/Ironmaiden6972/Mobile%20Uploads/IMG_20140703_140116_858_zpse3707511.jpg) (http://s1273.photobucket.com/user/Ironmaiden6972/media/Mobile%20Uploads/IMG_20140703_140116_858_zpse3707511.jpg.html)
Everything is under control
Pepsi! I like where your head is at. Carry on!
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 04, 2014, 12:06:45 AM
Quote from: Net (+1 Hidden) and 5 guests on July 03, 2014, 11:56:31 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 03, 2014, 10:41:28 PM
In more positive news, my Perception class is amazeballs, and there was a sub today who turned me on to his Intro to Neurobiology class this fall.
I hope to hear more about this perception class, as I've always greatly enjoyed studying it (at least from a psychology and communication standpoint).
It's kind of mind-blowing! Today I learned some of the basics about the physiology and genetics of tetrachromacy, and I'm thinking that if I can, I'm going to make that the subject of my research methods class. If I end up writing a paper on it, I'll repost it here after the end of the term. I'll make sure to post about what I'm learning along the way.
:awesome:
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 03, 2014, 10:38:58 PM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 03, 2014, 04:06:14 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 03, 2014, 01:04:38 PM
Foster kid is stealing from housemates, staying up all night drunk, leaving my studio door open, and generally being a liability. I am about at the end of my rope and considering sending her on her way, which sucks.
Is this Surprise!Daughter or someone else?
Surprise Daughter. It's a clusterfuck. :(
I am sorry this is the case. :( That is super shitty.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 03, 2014, 07:00:19 PM
If the situation becomes too dire, you can always shove the cat down the front of your pants.
No, Seriously, how bad does a situation have to be exactly before applying a cat to your genitals
improves shit?
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 04, 2014, 12:16:35 AM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 03, 2014, 07:00:19 PM
If the situation becomes too dire, you can always shove the cat down the front of your pants.
No, Seriously, how bad does a situation have to be exactly before applying a cat to your genitals improves shit?
Clearly, you've never been to Singapore.
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 04, 2014, 12:16:35 AM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 03, 2014, 07:00:19 PM
If the situation becomes too dire, you can always shove the cat down the front of your pants.
No, Seriously, how bad does a situation have to be exactly before applying a cat to your genitals improves shit?
When the duct tape fails :lulz:
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 04, 2014, 12:12:28 AM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 03, 2014, 10:38:58 PM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 03, 2014, 04:06:14 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 03, 2014, 01:04:38 PM
Foster kid is stealing from housemates, staying up all night drunk, leaving my studio door open, and generally being a liability. I am about at the end of my rope and considering sending her on her way, which sucks.
Is this Surprise!Daughter or someone else?
Surprise Daughter. It's a clusterfuck. :(
I am sorry this is the case. :( That is super shitty.
Sorry, Nigel, that sucks a lot.
(http://i.imgur.com/P9T1obF.jpg)
We got a live one, here.
Okay, so some Swedes in my hood think it's okay to fly two of their flags over each other... Still, tonight... I mean, one (1), that could just be oversight. Two is just taking the piss. Suggestions welcome?
Quote from: LuciferX on July 04, 2014, 03:51:13 AM
Okay, so some Swedes in my hood think it's okay to fly two of their flags over each other... Still, tonight... I mean, one (1), that could just be oversight. Two is just taking the piss. Suggestions welcome?
Knock on their door and say:
"Hello, I'm so-and-so and live in the neighborhood. I was just wondering why you're flying two flags over each other."
Quote from: Net (+1 Hidden) and 5 guests on July 04, 2014, 04:02:19 AM
Quote from: LuciferX on July 04, 2014, 03:51:13 AM
Okay, so some Swedes in my hood think it's okay to fly two of their flags over each other... Still, tonight... I mean, one (1), that could just be oversight. Two is just taking the piss. Suggestions welcome?
Knock on their door and say:
"Hello, I'm so-and-so and live in the neighborhood. I was just wondering why you're flying two flags over each other."
Idiot.
Apparently Arizona got a haboob today.
I could be incredibly witty and say it was payback for the hurricane and the tornadoes and the what the fuck thunderstorms that New Hampshire is getting, but really, I just wanted to say haboob.
wut
Haboob.
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
It's a massive wall of sand and wind. Lawrence of Arabia caliber shit.
This reminds me, I need to get margarita mix. You cannot in good faith have a hurricane come within a couple hundred miles without drinking margaritas. It's bad luck.
Quote from: The Suu on July 04, 2014, 04:28:49 AM
Apparently Arizona got a haboob today.
I could be incredibly witty and say it was payback for the hurricane and the tornadoes and the what the fuck thunderstorms that New Hampshire is getting, but really, I just wanted to say haboob.
Tucson got fucking HAMMERED. My interbutts just now came back. It took me 15 minutes to drive 4 miles
Quote from: The Suu on July 04, 2014, 04:50:14 AM
Haboob.
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
It's a massive wall of sand and wind. Lawrence of Arabia caliber shit.
That was up North, and it's not quite accurate. A haboob is when the wind blows directly DOWN, throwing a gigantic pile of the planet and a whole bunch of Coyote shit about a mile straight up. Then it, you know,
comes down.
And when it runs into a rainstorm, as often happens, you get a mud storm. Driving through them is fun; it's like trying to drive while a hundred people throw Taco Bell refried beans on your windshield every 3 seconds or so.
Down here, we just had sideways rain, and 310 lightning strikes in an hour. Not quite a record.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 04, 2014, 05:43:33 AM
Quote from: The Suu on July 04, 2014, 04:50:14 AM
Haboob.
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
It's a massive wall of sand and wind. Lawrence of Arabia caliber shit.
That was up North, and it's not quite accurate. A haboob is when the wind blows directly DOWN, throwing a gigantic pile of the planet and a whole bunch of Coyote shit about a mile straight up. Then it, you know, comes down.
And when it runs into a rainstorm, as often happens, you get a mud storm. Driving through them is fun; it's like trying to drive while a hundred people throw Taco Bell refried beans on your windshield every 3 seconds or so.
Down here, we just had sideways rain, and 310 lightning strikes in an hour. Not quite a record.
I can't imagine why more people don't move there just for the atmospheric theatrics. I am glad you are safe and didn't get hit by lightening. Unless you wanted to, then I'm sorry you didn't.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 04, 2014, 06:18:04 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 04, 2014, 05:43:33 AM
Quote from: The Suu on July 04, 2014, 04:50:14 AM
Haboob.
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
It's a massive wall of sand and wind. Lawrence of Arabia caliber shit.
That was up North, and it's not quite accurate. A haboob is when the wind blows directly DOWN, throwing a gigantic pile of the planet and a whole bunch of Coyote shit about a mile straight up. Then it, you know, comes down.
And when it runs into a rainstorm, as often happens, you get a mud storm. Driving through them is fun; it's like trying to drive while a hundred people throw Taco Bell refried beans on your windshield every 3 seconds or so.
Down here, we just had sideways rain, and 310 lightning strikes in an hour. Not quite a record.
I can't imagine why more people don't move there just for the atmospheric theatrics. I am glad you are safe and didn't get hit by lightening. Unless you wanted to, then I'm sorry you didn't.
I can't imagine why, when thinking about pounds of sanded coyote shit flinging itself at my windshield, my first thought was NOT "oh, I gotta go THERE."
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 04, 2014, 05:43:33 AM
Quote from: The Suu on July 04, 2014, 04:50:14 AM
Haboob.
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
It's a massive wall of sand and wind. Lawrence of Arabia caliber shit.
That was up North, and it's not quite accurate. A haboob is when the wind blows directly DOWN, throwing a gigantic pile of the planet and a whole bunch of Coyote shit about a mile straight up. Then it, you know, comes down.
And when it runs into a rainstorm, as often happens, you get a mud storm. Driving through them is fun; it's like trying to drive while a hundred people throw Taco Bell refried beans on your windshield every 3 seconds or so.
Down here, we just had sideways rain, and 310 lightning strikes in an hour. Not quite a record.
That sounds much better than what I described. :horrormirth:
People are already doing firecrackers and poppers.
Seems they've shown some restraint this year. Last year it started at 9am.
Hung out with Rude last night, first time in a while I've really gotten to spend time with him. Sometimes I forget how much I just completely love that man. I don't know if it's pheromonal or what, I just absolutely, viscerally adore him. I probably get a huge rush of dopamine just from seeing him. He showed up and I was all, OH YEAH, THAT! SQUEEEE!!!!
Quote from: The Suu on July 04, 2014, 04:51:56 AM
This reminds me, I need to get margarita mix. You cannot in good faith have a hurricane come within a couple hundred miles without drinking margaritas. It's bad luck.
Wimp. Buy three pounds of citrus, and make it yourself.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 04, 2014, 04:19:58 PM
Hung out with Rude last night, first time in a while I've really gotten to spend time with him. Sometimes I forget how much I just completely love that man. I don't know if it's pheromonal or what, I just absolutely, viscerally adore him. I probably get a huge rush of dopamine just from seeing him. He showed up and I was all, OH YEAH, THAT! SQUEEEE!!!!
Had a GF like that. 30 years later, the sight of her still does all manner of rotten shit to the inside of my skull.
Quote from: Luna on July 04, 2014, 11:29:42 AM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 04, 2014, 06:18:04 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 04, 2014, 05:43:33 AM
Quote from: The Suu on July 04, 2014, 04:50:14 AM
Haboob.
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
It's a massive wall of sand and wind. Lawrence of Arabia caliber shit.
That was up North, and it's not quite accurate. A haboob is when the wind blows directly DOWN, throwing a gigantic pile of the planet and a whole bunch of Coyote shit about a mile straight up. Then it, you know, comes down.
And when it runs into a rainstorm, as often happens, you get a mud storm. Driving through them is fun; it's like trying to drive while a hundred people throw Taco Bell refried beans on your windshield every 3 seconds or so.
Down here, we just had sideways rain, and 310 lightning strikes in an hour. Not quite a record.
I can't imagine why more people don't move there just for the atmospheric theatrics. I am glad you are safe and didn't get hit by lightening. Unless you wanted to, then I'm sorry you didn't.
I can't imagine why, when thinking about pounds of sanded coyote shit flinging itself at my windshield, my first thought was NOT "oh, I gotta go THERE."
The best part is that a haboob is not an instantaneous event. It's more like someone aimed a sandblaster into a sandbox. It lasts however long it lasts.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 04, 2014, 05:52:24 PM
Quote from: Luna on July 04, 2014, 11:29:42 AM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 04, 2014, 06:18:04 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 04, 2014, 05:43:33 AM
Quote from: The Suu on July 04, 2014, 04:50:14 AM
Haboob.
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
It's a massive wall of sand and wind. Lawrence of Arabia caliber shit.
That was up North, and it's not quite accurate. A haboob is when the wind blows directly DOWN, throwing a gigantic pile of the planet and a whole bunch of Coyote shit about a mile straight up. Then it, you know, comes down.
And when it runs into a rainstorm, as often happens, you get a mud storm. Driving through them is fun; it's like trying to drive while a hundred people throw Taco Bell refried beans on your windshield every 3 seconds or so.
Down here, we just had sideways rain, and 310 lightning strikes in an hour. Not quite a record.
I can't imagine why more people don't move there just for the atmospheric theatrics. I am glad you are safe and didn't get hit by lightening. Unless you wanted to, then I'm sorry you didn't.
I can't imagine why, when thinking about pounds of sanded coyote shit flinging itself at my windshield, my first thought was NOT "oh, I gotta go THERE."
The best part is that a haboob is not an instantaneous event. It's more like someone aimed a sandblaster into a sandbox. It lasts however long it lasts.
I think I was in one, once. Around 1994. It sucked, because we couldn't DRIVE.
This is very exciting. I promised my herpetology club that I would go to Yuma once the summer rains start. Is it time yet?
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 04, 2014, 06:31:45 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 04, 2014, 05:52:24 PM
Quote from: Luna on July 04, 2014, 11:29:42 AM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 04, 2014, 06:18:04 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 04, 2014, 05:43:33 AM
Quote from: The Suu on July 04, 2014, 04:50:14 AM
Haboob.
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
It's a massive wall of sand and wind. Lawrence of Arabia caliber shit.
That was up North, and it's not quite accurate. A haboob is when the wind blows directly DOWN, throwing a gigantic pile of the planet and a whole bunch of Coyote shit about a mile straight up. Then it, you know, comes down.
And when it runs into a rainstorm, as often happens, you get a mud storm. Driving through them is fun; it's like trying to drive while a hundred people throw Taco Bell refried beans on your windshield every 3 seconds or so.
Down here, we just had sideways rain, and 310 lightning strikes in an hour. Not quite a record.
I can't imagine why more people don't move there just for the atmospheric theatrics. I am glad you are safe and didn't get hit by lightening. Unless you wanted to, then I'm sorry you didn't.
I can't imagine why, when thinking about pounds of sanded coyote shit flinging itself at my windshield, my first thought was NOT "oh, I gotta go THERE."
The best part is that a haboob is not an instantaneous event. It's more like someone aimed a sandblaster into a sandbox. It lasts however long it lasts.
I think I was in one, once. Around 1994. It sucked, because we couldn't DRIVE.
Sure you can. Only lesser wimps need to SEE to DRIVE.
In other news, I spent all day in the hospital with my father, who woke up this morning and then forgot how to read, write, speak, or see anything to his right. By the time I got to his house, he had speech back, and didn't want to go to the hospital because he felt fine.
I pointed out that the part of him making the decision was the part that was in question, so he went.
By the time they'd CT'd him and were getting him ready for the MRI, he had regained all of his faculties, including his judgement (and was glad my mother and I made him go in).
The good news is, this wasn't a stroke, it was something called a "TIA" which is sort of like a warning shot. He'll be in the hospital at least one more day.
Bullet dodged.
Fuck, man, that's a scary one.
Best wishes to you and yours.
Glad it was just a TIA and not a full blown stroke. Sorry it happened at all, Roger. Here's hoping for a quick recovery and no more of that!
GAH! PEOPLE! PLEASE STOP ALMOST DYING!
LIFE - CONTINUE!
Holy shit that's scary, Roger. I'm glad to hear it wasn't a stroke though.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 05, 2014, 03:13:41 AM
GAH! PEOPLE! PLEASE STOP ALMOST DYING!
My father is 71, and has been in ill health for several years. So, yeah.
Keelin took the evening shift with him, so I could go stir shit, but I'm heading back to the hospital in about an hour.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 05, 2014, 03:13:41 AM
GAH! PEOPLE! PLEASE STOP ALMOST DYING!
This. Take care you horrible bastards.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 05, 2014, 12:14:01 AM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 04, 2014, 06:31:45 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 04, 2014, 05:52:24 PM
Quote from: Luna on July 04, 2014, 11:29:42 AM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 04, 2014, 06:18:04 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 04, 2014, 05:43:33 AM
Quote from: The Suu on July 04, 2014, 04:50:14 AM
Haboob.
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
It's a massive wall of sand and wind. Lawrence of Arabia caliber shit.
That was up North, and it's not quite accurate. A haboob is when the wind blows directly DOWN, throwing a gigantic pile of the planet and a whole bunch of Coyote shit about a mile straight up. Then it, you know, comes down.
And when it runs into a rainstorm, as often happens, you get a mud storm. Driving through them is fun; it's like trying to drive while a hundred people throw Taco Bell refried beans on your windshield every 3 seconds or so.
Down here, we just had sideways rain, and 310 lightning strikes in an hour. Not quite a record.
I can't imagine why more people don't move there just for the atmospheric theatrics. I am glad you are safe and didn't get hit by lightening. Unless you wanted to, then I'm sorry you didn't.
I can't imagine why, when thinking about pounds of sanded coyote shit flinging itself at my windshield, my first thought was NOT "oh, I gotta go THERE."
The best part is that a haboob is not an instantaneous event. It's more like someone aimed a sandblaster into a sandbox. It lasts however long it lasts.
I think I was in one, once. Around 1994. It sucked, because we couldn't DRIVE.
Sure you can. Only lesser wimps need to SEE to DRIVE.
In other news, I spent all day in the hospital with my father, who woke up this morning and then forgot how to read, write, speak, or see anything to his right. By the time I got to his house, he had speech back, and didn't want to go to the hospital because he felt fine.
I pointed out that the part of him making the decision was the part that was in question, so he went.
By the time they'd CT'd him and were getting him ready for the MRI, he had regained all of his faculties, including his judgement (and was glad my mother and I made him go in).
The good news is, this wasn't a stroke, it was something called a "TIA" which is sort of like a warning shot. He'll be in the hospital at least one more day.
Bullet dodged.
Yikes! Glad to hear it wasn't as bad as it could have been, and glad you and your mom talked him into going in. That's scary shit.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 05, 2014, 06:17:44 AM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 05, 2014, 03:13:41 AM
GAH! PEOPLE! PLEASE STOP ALMOST DYING!
My father is 71, and has been in ill health for several years. So, yeah.
Keelin took the evening shift with him, so I could go stir shit, but I'm heading back to the hospital in about an hour.
But he's a fucking awesome gent, he is. I love reading his snarky comments on FB.
I'm changing old people's diapers for a living this summer. They're evil. But hey, it's work.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 05, 2014, 12:14:01 AM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 04, 2014, 06:31:45 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 04, 2014, 05:52:24 PM
Quote from: Luna on July 04, 2014, 11:29:42 AM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 04, 2014, 06:18:04 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 04, 2014, 05:43:33 AM
Quote from: The Suu on July 04, 2014, 04:50:14 AM
Haboob.
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
It's a massive wall of sand and wind. Lawrence of Arabia caliber shit.
That was up North, and it's not quite accurate. A haboob is when the wind blows directly DOWN, throwing a gigantic pile of the planet and a whole bunch of Coyote shit about a mile straight up. Then it, you know, comes down.
And when it runs into a rainstorm, as often happens, you get a mud storm. Driving through them is fun; it's like trying to drive while a hundred people throw Taco Bell refried beans on your windshield every 3 seconds or so.
Down here, we just had sideways rain, and 310 lightning strikes in an hour. Not quite a record.
I can't imagine why more people don't move there just for the atmospheric theatrics. I am glad you are safe and didn't get hit by lightening. Unless you wanted to, then I'm sorry you didn't.
I can't imagine why, when thinking about pounds of sanded coyote shit flinging itself at my windshield, my first thought was NOT "oh, I gotta go THERE."
The best part is that a haboob is not an instantaneous event. It's more like someone aimed a sandblaster into a sandbox. It lasts however long it lasts.
I think I was in one, once. Around 1994. It sucked, because we couldn't DRIVE.
Sure you can. Only lesser wimps need to SEE to DRIVE.
In other news, I spent all day in the hospital with my father, who woke up this morning and then forgot how to read, write, speak, or see anything to his right. By the time I got to his house, he had speech back, and didn't want to go to the hospital because he felt fine.
I pointed out that the part of him making the decision was the part that was in question, so he went.
By the time they'd CT'd him and were getting him ready for the MRI, he had regained all of his faculties, including his judgement (and was glad my mother and I made him go in).
The good news is, this wasn't a stroke, it was something called a "TIA" which is sort of like a warning shot. He'll be in the hospital at least one more day.
Bullet dodged.
We were Portlanders, which is probably synonymous with "wimp". We get scared when the sun is too bright.
Sorry to hear about your dad, but glad it wasn't the real thing, this time.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 04, 2014, 05:51:03 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 04, 2014, 04:19:58 PM
Hung out with Rude last night, first time in a while I've really gotten to spend time with him. Sometimes I forget how much I just completely love that man. I don't know if it's pheromonal or what, I just absolutely, viscerally adore him. I probably get a huge rush of dopamine just from seeing him. He showed up and I was all, OH YEAH, THAT! SQUEEEE!!!!
Had a GF like that. 30 years later, the sight of her still does all manner of rotten shit to the inside of my skull.
We're good friends, so it's all good. And then I hung out with his almost-ex-wife last night (they've been separated for five years but finally filed for divorce a few months ago).
So this Neuroeconomics class that looked so interesting is, so far, basically bullshit pseudoscience and witchcraft.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 05, 2014, 09:57:25 PM
So this Neuroeconomics class that looked so interesting is, so far, basically bullshit pseudoscience and witchcraft.
I havent watched past week 1. When does he start talking about quantum magic brains?
Quote from: xXRon_Paul_42016Xxx(weed) on July 05, 2014, 10:01:26 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 05, 2014, 09:57:25 PM
So this Neuroeconomics class that looked so interesting is, so far, basically bullshit pseudoscience and witchcraft.
I havent watched past week 1. When does he start talking about quantum magic brains?
He starts tossing "quantumz" around in week 2, and it looks like from here on out it's going to be "parts of the brain light up".
He's also just the worst lecturer ever. Ever. His soothing monotone is almost impossible to listen to, and his quizzes are TERRIBLE.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 05, 2014, 10:18:51 PM
He's also just the worst lecturer ever. Ever. His soothing monotone is almost impossible to listen to, and his quizzes are TERRIBLE.
His facial expressions are the best too. If you showed me this without the sound I would assume it was a Tim and Eric sketch.
Quote from: xXRon_Paul_42016Xxx(weed) on July 05, 2014, 10:27:03 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 05, 2014, 10:18:51 PM
He's also just the worst lecturer ever. Ever. His soothing monotone is almost impossible to listen to, and his quizzes are TERRIBLE.
His facial expressions are the best too. If you showed me this without the sound I would assume it was a Tim and Eric sketch.
My boyfriend commented that he looks like Lil Bub.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 05, 2014, 10:18:51 PM
He's also just the worst lecturer ever. Ever. His soothing monotone is almost impossible to listen to, and his quizzes are TERRIBLE.
Ugh. I had a statistics class, once. The professor literally stood in the exact same spot for the entire two hour class, droned on in a monotone, and I think the only time his expression actually changed was when a student was snoring so loud that the professor couldn't be heard over it.
Quote from: Luna on July 05, 2014, 10:45:53 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 05, 2014, 10:18:51 PM
He's also just the worst lecturer ever. Ever. His soothing monotone is almost impossible to listen to, and his quizzes are TERRIBLE.
Ugh. I had a statistics class, once. The professor literally stood in the exact same spot for the entire two hour class, droned on in a monotone, and I think the only time his expression actually changed was when a student was snoring so loud that the professor couldn't be heard over it.
yeah, if I was paying for this class and/or needed and good grade in it, I'd be really frustrated. But it's free, so meh.
My godparents decided to go on a cross-country road trip via I-10 for whatever reason.
Tonight they stay in Tucson. Crap.
Quote from: The Suu on July 05, 2014, 11:17:13 PM
My godparents decided to go on a cross-country road trip via I-10 for whatever reason.
Tonight they stay in Tucson. Crap.
Say goodbye to the godparents. Send them to tje Meet Rack.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 05, 2014, 11:26:57 PM
Quote from: The Suu on July 05, 2014, 11:17:13 PM
My godparents decided to go on a cross-country road trip via I-10 for whatever reason.
Tonight they stay in Tucson. Crap.
Say goodbye to the godparents. Send them to tje Meet Rack.
Nah, I won't send my godparents there. I *LIKE* them. My friend Chris never went though, he said he wouldn't listen to a bar suggestion from me if his life depended on it.
LITTLE DOES HE KNOW, HIS LIFE DID DEPEND ON IT.
My papers always end up longer than I anticipated.
A large majority of my main ebook library (7000 odd books) now has correct name/author/cover/ISBN associated with it. Feels good man. So so many university textbooks full of things I don't know YET.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 06, 2014, 01:20:43 AM
My papers always end up longer than I anticipated.
Overachiever. :lulz:
Quote from: The Suu on July 06, 2014, 01:33:29 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 06, 2014, 01:20:43 AM
My papers always end up longer than I anticipated.
Overachiever. :lulz:
I've never understood why some professors give lengths for a paper, anyway. A paper should be as long as it needs to be, and no longer.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 06, 2014, 04:37:47 PM
Quote from: The Suu on July 06, 2014, 01:33:29 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 06, 2014, 01:20:43 AM
My papers always end up longer than I anticipated.
Overachiever. :lulz:
I've never understood why some professors give lengths for a paper, anyway. A paper should be as long as it needs to be, and no longer.
I had a professor like that. If you could make your point in 1 page, make it. Other than that, I think page limits have more or less to do with them controlling workload.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 06, 2014, 04:37:47 PM
Quote from: The Suu on July 06, 2014, 01:33:29 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 06, 2014, 01:20:43 AM
My papers always end up longer than I anticipated.
Overachiever. :lulz:
I've never understood why some professors give lengths for a paper, anyway. A paper should be as long as it needs to be, and no longer.
Now my experience is only high school, but I hated that even then.
I put it right up there with proofs for math. I mean if I can show you how to get the answer in 3 steps why do I have to try and figure out how to stretch it into 10?
(proofs were one of the things that almost made me fail math one year, my brain just doesn't work that way)
Vex came by for coffee night last night.
He's even more fun sober.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 06, 2014, 10:12:57 PM
Vex came by for coffee night last night.
He's even more fun sober.
That sounds like an awesome time. :)
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 06, 2014, 10:12:57 PM
Vex came by for coffee night last night.
He's even more fun sober.
Nice!
So there is a small but totally existing possibility that I'm a tetrachromat myself, which would explain so many things.
Which way? The common one I've heard is the father being color blind and the female child getting something that detects between yellow and green better.
The other way is something the uv hues, but I thought that involved something done with the cornea.
Quote from: Lenin McCarthy on July 05, 2014, 05:35:47 PM
I'm changing old people's diapers for a living this summer. They're evil. But hey, it's work.
Welcome to the club. Dementia evil or just plain old evil? I've got dementia patients, and it's faeces thrown around the room, urine everywhere, death threats, punching and kicking....I swear my job is closer to "environmental hazard specialist moonlighting as a bouncer" than "carer" 90% of the time.
Consider what I know Asbestos/Envrionmental cleaning operatives get paid compared to what Carers get, I'd seriously consider a change in field.
Sure, you're still working with shit and hazardous crap, but at least no-ones throwing it around the room or beating you while you're cleaning it up.
The RPE and PPE is also something a a bonus which I suspect will also be considerably better. By which I mean it exists and you get issued it.
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 07, 2014, 10:56:08 AM
Consider what I know Asbestos/Envrionmental cleaning operatives get paid compared to what Carers get, I'd seriously consider a change in field.
Sure, you're still working with shit and hazardous crap, but at least no-ones throwing it around the room or beating you while you're cleaning it up.
The RPE and PPE is also something a a bonus which I suspect will also be considerably better. By which I mean it exists and you get issued it.
You're a CNA/LNA? So is Katniss Everdeen, my neighbor across the hall. When she first started the job, she seemed pretty sweet, and the other day when I went out for a walk with her, she was saying how she can't stand vomit. There's always the one thing medical professionals can't handle and hers is puke. She also completely changed the day one of her patients died. Not in a bad way, it's totally expected in the field, but it definitely hit her in the brainpan a certain way how finite life is.
I'm in Demolition in general and have dealt with a fair few jobs with substantial Asbestos/Birdshit/a range of hilariously toxic things removal as part of the overall works. I also know a couple of people who work in care so I've got a fair idea of pay-scales.
The worst one I've dealt with off the top of my head was a disused club that had part of the roof collapse some years previously. Pigeon shit was about knee-high throughout, towering whereever there was a spot to sit above. Doors, for example were basically minor pyramids of shit and initally unrecognisable as doors.
The great thing is that all this (literal) crap has to be removed before you knock the place down. That place had men and shovels hauling shit out of the place for weeks. I made damn sure they were all well paid, but I doubt it really compensated for, well, everything.
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 07, 2014, 02:11:13 PM
I'm in Demolition in general and have dealt with a fair few jobs with substantial Asbestos/Birdshit/a range of hilariously toxic things removal as part of the overall works. I also know a couple of people who work in care so I've got a fair idea of pay-scales.
The worst one I've dealt with off the top of my head was a disused club that had part of the roof collapse some years previously. Pigeon shit was about knee-high throughout, towering whereever there was a spot to sit above. Doors, for example were basically minor pyramids of shit and initally unrecognisable as doors.
The great thing is that all this (literal) crap has to be removed before you knock the place down. That place had men and shovels hauling shit out of the place for weeks. I made damn sure they were all well paid, but I doubt it really compensated for, well, everything.
I hope they got good medical insurance, pigeons are
nasty. (http://techletter.com/Archive/Safety%20articles/birdroostsafety.html)
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 07, 2014, 02:11:13 PM
I'm in Demolition in general and have dealt with a fair few jobs with substantial Asbestos/Birdshit/a range of hilariously toxic things removal as part of the overall works. I also know a couple of people who work in care so I've got a fair idea of pay-scales.
The worst one I've dealt with off the top of my head was a disused club that had part of the roof collapse some years previously. Pigeon shit was about knee-high throughout, towering whereever there was a spot to sit above. Doors, for example were basically minor pyramids of shit and initally unrecognisable as doors.
The great thing is that all this (literal) crap has to be removed before you knock the place down. That place had men and shovels hauling shit out of the place for weeks. I made damn sure they were all well paid, but I doubt it really compensated for, well, everything.
Oh sorry, I totally misunderstood what you said! But still, at least you get to blow shit up for a living.
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 07, 2014, 02:11:13 PM
I'm in Demolition in general and have dealt with a fair few jobs with substantial Asbestos/Birdshit/a range of hilariously toxic things removal as part of the overall works. I also know a couple of people who work in care so I've got a fair idea of pay-scales.
The worst one I've dealt with off the top of my head was a disused club that had part of the roof collapse some years previously. Pigeon shit was about knee-high throughout, towering whereever there was a spot to sit above. Doors, for example were basically minor pyramids of shit and initally unrecognisable as doors.
The great thing is that all this (literal) crap has to be removed before you knock the place down. That place had men and shovels hauling shit out of the place for weeks. I made damn sure they were all well paid, but I doubt it really compensated for, well, everything.
I'm surprised you didn't charge a fertilizer company to haul it away. :lol:
Stayed home today because I wanna.
Not doing shit. Next chapter is tomorrow.
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 07, 2014, 10:56:08 AM
Consider what I know Asbestos/Envrionmental cleaning operatives get paid compared to what Carers get, I'd seriously consider a change in field.
Sure, you're still working with shit and hazardous crap, but at least no-ones throwing it around the room or beating you while you're cleaning it up.
The RPE and PPE is also something a a bonus which I suspect will also be considerably better. By which I mean it exists and you get issued it.
I'm still waiting for a uniform.
I only started in February.
So not only do I deal with hazardous biological material all night, I then have to wash it off my own clothes in the morning.
Quote from: Trivial on July 07, 2014, 03:47:09 AM
Which way? The common one I've heard is the father being color blind and the female child getting something that detects between yellow and green better.
The other way is something the uv hues, but I thought that involved something done with the cornea.
Most likely deuteranomaly, with an inherited defective "green" cone in addition to a normal green cone. There are many types of colorblindness, and it's also common to have a defective "red" cone, though. In my case, if I do have it, it would have come from my mother, who would have inherited it from her father. I'm trying to see if I can find someone who's studying it and would be willing to do a genetic test.
We can't see uv, it's outside of our visible spectrum, so I'm not sure what you mean by that. UV exposure does over time cause damage to the cornea, though.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 07, 2014, 05:58:14 PM
Quote from: Trivial on July 07, 2014, 03:47:09 AM
Which way? The common one I've heard is the father being color blind and the female child getting something that detects between yellow and green better.
The other way is something the uv hues, but I thought that involved something done with the cornea.
Most likely deuteranomaly, with an inherited defective "green" cone in addition to a normal green cone. There are many types of colorblindness, and it's also common to have a defective "red" cone, though. In my case, if I do have it, it would have come from my mother, who would have inherited it from her father. I'm trying to see if I can find someone who's studying it and would be willing to do a genetic test.
We can't see uv, it's outside of our visible spectrum, so I'm not sure what you mean by that. UV exposure does over time cause damage to the cornea, though.
I find color blindness actually quite fascinating. A friend of mine in the SCA who I just did a shit ton of work for is red/green deficient, which I guess is the most common, and we were having such a cool discussion on how he sees things totally different than I do. Not just the colors, but the tones, and differences in light and dark, which makes the summer and the fall REALLY INTERESTING. I actually took all of this into account when I made his clothes so he could get dressed easy and match better.
Cain, What you need is a box of type 5/6 coveralls.
Seriously, disposable, about £1-1.50/coverall. You won't look sexy but binning it at the end of a shift is better than your current alternative. Non-permeable as well so it'll take whatever you've got to deal with no problem.
I can get one's with logo's printed on for fairly little, it's tempting to send you one with "Because (Employer) can't get their shit together" for your last shift.
Several tons of the birdshit did eventually end up at various farms, but there's no real story there.
So the anti-viral medicine common side effect are water retention, and weight gain, and the anti-inflammatory medicine are spiking my blood sugar a lot, and increased urination/thrist.
So far I've gained 6lbs, and have drunk 3 bottles of water in the last hour.
Only two more days til all my medicine is gone then I play the waiting game. At least I'm not bleeding out my ass, or have developed a addiction to sweets. Yet........
Redoing my Engineering portfolio, and updating store inventory since new Forbidden & Limited List begins 07/14/2014 which means I have to answer neckbeard emails ZOMG DO YOU HAVE THIS CARD ZOMG I NEED NOW!
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 07, 2014, 05:45:03 PM
Stayed home today because I wanna.
Not doing shit. Next chapter is tomorrow.
(http://static.fjcdn.com/pictures/420+blaze+it+faggot.+Found+on+FB+feed+so_28dd45_4568274.jpg)
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 07, 2014, 06:14:57 PM
Cain, What you need is a box of type 5/6 coveralls.
Seriously, disposable, about £1-1.50/coverall. You won't look sexy but binning it at the end of a shift is better than your current alternative. Non-permeable as well so it'll take whatever you've got to deal with no problem.
I can get one's with logo's printed on for fairly little, it's tempting to send you one with "Because (Employer) can't get their shit together" for your last shift.
Several tons of the birdshit did eventually end up at various farms, but there's no real story there.
We have plastic aprons and gloves at work...it's just they're semi-permeable. Really helpful, that.
Surprisingly, I've yet to go home due to sickness, though I did have a horrible migraine last night that got me sent back 2 hours earlier than normal. I've never even had a migraine before, but the combination of lack of sleep, smell of shit and vomit and never-ending glare of the corridor lights did me in.
Besides, I'm only on again this Friday and Saturday. After that, they can fuck right off.
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on July 07, 2014, 08:01:57 PM
So the anti-viral medicine common side effect are water retention, and weight gain, and the anti-inflammatory medicine are spiking my blood sugar a lot, and increased urination/thrist.
So far I've gained 6lbs, and have drunk 3 bottles of water in the last hour.
Only two more days til all my medicine is gone then I play the waiting game. At least I'm not bleeding out my ass, or have developed a addiction to sweets. Yet........
Redoing my Engineering portfolio, and updating store inventory since new Forbidden & Limited List begins 07/14/2014 which means I have to answer neckbeard emails ZOMG DO YOU HAVE THIS CARD ZOMG I NEED NOW!
Don't die, Bear.
Put a few hundred more words down for Necronomicoin, to get the flow back going again after close to a month lapse. It feels good. When I have something substantial I will post it. :)
Quote from: Raz Tech on June 28, 2014, 10:39:39 PM
I have come to the realization that soccer would be more enjoyable to watch if it didn't involve as much over-acting as a Spanish soap opera.
It needs what I needed to like baseball (which is, to date, the only sport I take interest in). A team to identify with (in baseball's case, the Boston Red Sox), a clear rival for said team (the New York Yankees)(it helps if it's a city you actually dislike anyway, so New York Yankees), an intense playoffs game between those teams, maybe with a few altercations (2003), you being a captive audience (worked nights as a stock boy in a liquor store in Boston during 2003).
I
could get into New England Revolution, but why would I? None of those criteria, as far as I can tell, are met. Unless New England's rivals are somewhere in California or something, and I could. California has a more nuanced hatred from me than New York City. NYC is just a larger, dirtier, smellier Boston.
I found out that my insurance covers IUDs, fully. I'm thinking of going for it. I just got 6 months of birth control pills and have my annual tomorrow, but I'll bring it up and see what they suggest. It would be nice to get off of the pill for 10 years.
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on July 07, 2014, 08:06:33 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 07, 2014, 05:45:03 PM
Stayed home today because I wanna.
Not doing shit. Next chapter is tomorrow.
(http://static.fjcdn.com/pictures/420+blaze+it+faggot.+Found+on+FB+feed+so_28dd45_4568274.jpg)
:lulz::mittens:
:spittake:
So I got offered a sweet gig for a weekend doing some easy volunteer work up on the Appalachian Trail in the Whites cooking meals for hikers in the trail huts. I'm guaranteed a bed and food and some of the best views in the entire state. The only caveat is that I gotta get up to them above the treeline in the Presidentials, the most difficult mountains to hike in the Northeast. They aren't Everest or the Rockies by any stretch, they just are known for killing people sometimes.
What could possibly go wrong?
Edit: She said she's taking me to the lowest one first (a scant 2700') to make sure we don't die.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 07, 2014, 05:58:14 PM
Quote from: Trivial on July 07, 2014, 03:47:09 AM
Which way? The common one I've heard is the father being color blind and the female child getting something that detects between yellow and green better.
The other way is something the uv hues, but I thought that involved something done with the cornea.
Most likely deuteranomaly, with an inherited defective "green" cone in addition to a normal green cone. There are many types of colorblindness, and it's also common to have a defective "red" cone, though. In my case, if I do have it, it would have come from my mother, who would have inherited it from her father. I'm trying to see if I can find someone who's studying it and would be willing to do a genetic test.
We can't see uv, it's outside of our visible spectrum, so I'm not sure what you mean by that. UV exposure does over time cause damage to the cornea, though.
I read up on the UV thing, it's not really tetrachromat, everyone's retina can detect it, but the lens filters it out. People that had cataract surgery can see it if they get an artificial lens. Apparently it's a whitish blue since it activates all cones, but mostly the blue one. I can't imagine it's all that healthy for the retina, or all that fun on a sunny day.
I bet it'd be fun to leave secret messages in two shades of green that only you and other tetrachromats can differentiate. Sneak it in an art installation or something else public.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 08, 2014, 02:48:30 AM
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on July 07, 2014, 08:06:33 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 07, 2014, 05:45:03 PM
Stayed home today because I wanna.
Not doing shit. Next chapter is tomorrow.
(http://static.fjcdn.com/pictures/420+blaze+it+faggot.+Found+on+FB+feed+so_28dd45_4568274.jpg)
:lulz::mittens:
I figured this could some how add some inspiration.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 07, 2014, 11:10:18 PM
Quote from: George Edger Dingleburry on July 07, 2014, 08:01:57 PM
So the anti-viral medicine common side effect are water retention, and weight gain, and the anti-inflammatory medicine are spiking my blood sugar a lot, and increased urination/thrist.
So far I've gained 6lbs, and have drunk 3 bottles of water in the last hour.
Only two more days til all my medicine is gone then I play the waiting game. At least I'm not bleeding out my ass, or have developed a addiction to sweets. Yet........
Redoing my Engineering portfolio, and updating store inventory since new Forbidden & Limited List begins 07/14/2014 which means I have to answer neckbeard emails ZOMG DO YOU HAVE THIS CARD ZOMG I NEED NOW!
Don't die, Bear.
I'm going to live forever.
Jehovah's Witnessess at work this morning.
Credit where it's due, it takes balls to rock up here and try and preach the good word. The only good word allowed round here is "NO" and I've so proud of my new ops for learning that as quickly as they have.
I have no idea wtf is going on, but a man who I did work for, who I've also met in person, is telling me that the two gorgeous surcoats I made him a couple months ago did not survive the wash, and he's pissed at what $400 got him. I have no explanation for what happened, he told me he washed it cold in a front loader, because I did ask, and I haven't had an issue with my new machine at all. I'm freaking out, my shit doesn't fall apart like that. Richter still wears stuff I made 8 years ago.
Seams will pull over time in a top loader with an agitator, obviously, but I've never had an issue with cold and front load, which is what I always recommend. He doesn't want me to fix them, he hasn't asked for any kind of refund, I'm just dumbstruck and at a loss here. I have no idea how to make this right. :sad:
(and shit like this is why I'm glad I quit.)
Have you considered that he may be lying to you?
Ask him what he thinks is fair compensation, if it's $400 or a new thing, he's almost certainly lying. Personal rule of thumb - If someone's bitching to you about a problem but not telling you what will make them happy, there's no real problem and they're fishing for some kind of freebie.
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 08, 2014, 01:33:53 PM
Have you considered that he may be lying to you?
Ask him what he thinks is fair compensation, if it's $400 or a new thing, he's almost certainly lying. Personal rule of thumb - If someone's bitching to you about a problem but not telling you what will make them happy, there's no real problem and they're fishing for some kind of freebie.
Under normal circumstances I would think so too, but he said he didn't want me to repair them, and that he didn't want a refund. I asked him what he felt was fair compensation, and he said he just wanted to let me know, and that it will be taken care of by someone else. :?
It could be a fabric defect, I've gotten defective linen before in which the weave just dissolves, but it sounds like the seams blew.
Never mind, he's slandering me on forums and on Facebook now, after I asked him for pictures, and asked for how he wanted me to fix this.
Now it's fucking war, you parasitic putrid sack of entrails.
Yeah, gloves off time as "own stupidity" takes a great step forward to plausibility.
Mistakes happen. I can fix my mistakes, but you need to let me see them first. I can't tell you what went wrong, or how I can fix it unless you let me. If you don't let me, then you aren't seeing a red cent. It could be one of a dozen things: he's lying about how he watched it, bad thread, bad linen, bad tension on the machine that I overlooked...by not showing me the issue, I could be ruining other jobs by not fixing what needs to be fixed on my end.
I hate people. I fucking hate them. The majority of my jobs go so damn well, I get rave reviews, and then a schmuck has to come along, and I'm just sick of it. I have no time to deal with this shit anymore. I'm going to grad school and putting this mess behind me.
And a friend just got diagnosed with Lyme Disease, but they think they caught it early enough for her to not have any post-treatment neurological issues. A month of strong antibiotics though. Ugh, gross. Ticks are vile.
Woke up to helicopters again, which means a building fire somewhere in my neighborhood. The smell is rank.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 08, 2014, 03:46:21 PM
Woke up to helicopters again, which means a building fire somewhere in my neighborhood. The smell is rank.
Does that happen often where you live?
Quote from: trix on July 08, 2014, 04:38:09 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 08, 2014, 03:46:21 PM
Woke up to helicopters again, which means a building fire somewhere in my neighborhood. The smell is rank.
Does that happen often where you live?
It's a suspiciously frequent occurrence.
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on July 08, 2014, 04:46:07 PM
Quote from: trix on July 08, 2014, 04:38:09 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 08, 2014, 03:46:21 PM
Woke up to helicopters again, which means a building fire somewhere in my neighborhood. The smell is rank.
Does that happen often where you live?
It's a suspiciously frequent occurrence.
Yep.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 08, 2014, 04:48:28 PM
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on July 08, 2014, 04:46:07 PM
Quote from: trix on July 08, 2014, 04:38:09 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 08, 2014, 03:46:21 PM
Woke up to helicopters again, which means a building fire somewhere in my neighborhood. The smell is rank.
Does that happen often where you live?
It's a suspiciously frequent occurrence.
Yep.
It's odd how the presence of urban renewal dollars and a gentrifying neighborhood tends to so dramatically increase the flammability of building materials. I think we should get a crack team of econo-chemists together, to solve this mystery.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 08, 2014, 03:46:21 PM
Woke up to helicopters again, which means a building fire somewhere in my neighborhood. The smell is rank.
And then Nigel lived in Hanoi.
So, is there a reason I should read Sam Harris? I googled and it seems like he is much like Dawkins, in that I don't give a shit.
Someone keeps pushing it on me and I suspect zealotry. Google was inconclusive, but that might be lazieness user error.
Also, THIS BAR IS A DUMP. WHERE ARE THE PARTY SNACKS?
ALSO, I have been thinking about sillieness recently. I feel a lot less silly than I used to, but it comes back a little day by day. I am starting to suspect being silly is a healthy brain's response to The Big Awful. Thoughts?
Quote from: Alty on July 08, 2014, 06:53:03 PM
So, is there a reason I should read Sam Harris? I googled and it seems like he is much like Dawkins, in that I don't give a shit.
Someone keeps pushing it on me and I suspect zealotry. Google was inconclusive, but that might be lazieness user error.
I dunno. I mean, there is the novelty value of him proclaiming his superior morality and reasoning while demanding Iran be nuked, right now, right away, as soon as we can fire up the ICBMs because they might, one day, get a nuke and everyone knows conventional deterrence don't work against them Crazy Smudgy People.
I mean, I found that pretty funny.
Quote from: Alty on July 08, 2014, 06:54:02 PM
Also, THIS BAR IS A DUMP. WHERE ARE THE PARTY SNACKS?
IN. MAH. PANCE.
Quote from: Cain on July 08, 2014, 07:01:29 PM
Quote from: Alty on July 08, 2014, 06:53:03 PM
So, is there a reason I should read Sam Harris? I googled and it seems like he is much like Dawkins, in that I don't give a shit.
Someone keeps pushing it on me and I suspect zealotry. Google was inconclusive, but that might be lazieness user error.
I dunno. I mean, there is the novelty value of him proclaiming his superior morality and reasoning while demanding Iran be nuked, right now, right away, as soon as we can fire up the ICBMs because they might, one day, get a nuke and everyone knows conventional deterrence don't work against them Crazy Smudgy People.
I mean, I found that pretty funny.
:lulz:
Splendid. I guess I will give Free Will a pass then.
Oh.
http://www.samharris.org/site/full_text/response-to-controversy2
OH. OK.
Oh good, my boobs went and got fibrocystic on me. This is awesome. Because not only am I supposed to look for lumps, I have to look for lumps now that don't match the other lumps. The doc was all like, "You have really lumpy breasts." She basically had to restart my heart.
It's a normal occurrence, there is nothing I need to worry about, it's just the way the tissue is in my body, but nobody has ever said anything to me about it before, I mean, I always thought boobs were supposed to be a bit lumpy and tend to get lumpier around period time and then go away. :? MORE WOMEN NEED TO KNOW ABOUT THIS SHIT. WAY TO SCARE THE FUCK OUT OF ME.
Oh, and I don't have the diabetes or the LDLs, and somehow have maintained 20/15 vision into my 30s.
It's brass monkeys tonight, brass monkeys all the way down.
Quote from: Alty on July 08, 2014, 06:56:29 PM
ALSO, I have been thinking about sillieness recently. I feel a lot less silly than I used to, but it comes back a little day by day. I am starting to suspect being silly is a healthy brain's response to The Big Awful. Thoughts?
I usually get sillier and sillier in response to boredom, good mood, or excessive external negativity. I call those my three reactive states, "Bored Silly", "Silly with a Smile", and "Yeah that sucks, but FNORD!"
The third might just be my way of dealing with other people's problems. I have empathy towards them, I wish I could somehow help, but I am absolutely terrible at consolation. I never know what to say or do when others are having a bad day or difficult time, so I usually resort to fnording until they laugh with or at me.
As for The Big Awful, I don't really get silly in response to it. I do get a bit horrormirthy sometimes, and have giggled while others were horrified, but I think a healthy brain's response to The Big Awful might just be Depression. Maybe the problem is assuming Discordians have healthy brains?
I've been exceptionally hate-filled lately. Like, old school hate filled. Back in the day when I could shit hate almost 1/4th as good as Roger. So either I need to write something, or I need to go on a killing spree. I haven't decided yet.
Quote from: The Suu on July 09, 2014, 02:30:01 AM
I've been exceptionally hate-filled lately. Like, old school hate filled. Back in the day when I could shit hate almost 1/4th as good as Roger. So either I need to write something, or I need to go on a killing spree. I haven't decided yet.
Writing involves less laundry and digging afterwards.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 09, 2014, 03:16:51 AM
Quote from: The Suu on July 09, 2014, 02:30:01 AM
I've been exceptionally hate-filled lately. Like, old school hate filled. Back in the day when I could shit hate almost 1/4th as good as Roger. So either I need to write something, or I need to go on a killing spree. I haven't decided yet.
Writing involves less laundry and digging afterwards.
And people ask me why I'm always angry...really? because OF YOU ALL. EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THE PEOPLE.
In other news, just chugging along on the school front. Financial aid is all set, registration is all set, healthcare waiver has been put in and is all set. Picking out a small meal plan since husband is going to be deployed my entire first semester and on the other side of the country my 2nd year, so why should I have to deal with cooking all the time?
HOLY SHIT. GRADUATE SCHOOL IS HAPPENING. :eek:
Quote from: The Suu on July 09, 2014, 03:20:57 PM
In other news, just chugging along on the school front. Financial aid is all set, registration is all set, healthcare waiver has been put in and is all set. Picking out a small meal plan since husband is going to be deployed my entire first semester and on the other side of the country my 2nd year, so why should I have to deal with cooking all the time?
HOLY SHIT. GRADUATE SCHOOL IS HAPPENING. :eek:
Is it an online school?
(If graduate school is never online please forgive my ignorance of this topic)
I only ask because I am considering a similar path when I finish my 4 year starter college, and would like to do it online if that is possible and wont hurt me down the road.
Quote from: trix on July 09, 2014, 03:42:39 PM
Quote from: The Suu on July 09, 2014, 03:20:57 PM
In other news, just chugging along on the school front. Financial aid is all set, registration is all set, healthcare waiver has been put in and is all set. Picking out a small meal plan since husband is going to be deployed my entire first semester and on the other side of the country my 2nd year, so why should I have to deal with cooking all the time?
HOLY SHIT. GRADUATE SCHOOL IS HAPPENING. :eek:
Is it an online school?
(If graduate school is never online please forgive my ignorance of this topic)
I only ask because I am considering a similar path when I finish my 4 year starter college, and would like to do it online if that is possible and wont hurt me down the road.
University of New Hampshire, total brick and mortar large state research university. But yes, there are some very legit online grad schools, I recommend Norwich University which is based out of Vermont if it has programs you're interested in. I know several grads from there and they enjoyed it. You are required to go to the school for graduation and a 1 week residency. I applied there and was accepted as well. SNHU also has some grad programs online as well.
Just avoid any for-profit institution, Phoenix, Capella, Everest, et al.
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on July 08, 2014, 04:56:05 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 08, 2014, 04:48:28 PM
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on July 08, 2014, 04:46:07 PM
Quote from: trix on July 08, 2014, 04:38:09 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 08, 2014, 03:46:21 PM
Woke up to helicopters again, which means a building fire somewhere in my neighborhood. The smell is rank.
Does that happen often where you live?
It's a suspiciously frequent occurrence.
Yep.
It's odd how the presence of urban renewal dollars and a gentrifying neighborhood tends to so dramatically increase the flammability of building materials. I think we should get a crack team of econo-chemists together, to solve this mystery.
:lulz:
There's a third factor as well, which is that many of these buildings have seen virtually zero maintenance since the 1940's, have had random sections "rewired" to add functionality without ever going in and doing a full, clean rewire, and are a horrific mishmash of different decades of wiring (like my house, combination of knob & tube, 40's wiring, 70's wiring, and 2006 wiring) and were never designed to run microwave ovens, bass amps, etc. in the first place. Too much activity in a building too old with inadequate and outdated wiring is a structure fire waiting to happen.
And also arson, of course.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 08, 2014, 05:18:27 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 08, 2014, 03:46:21 PM
Woke up to helicopters again, which means a building fire somewhere in my neighborhood. The smell is rank.
And then Nigel lived in Hanoi.
Naw, just in the nonwhite part of Portland. :lulz:
Quote from: Alty on July 08, 2014, 06:53:03 PM
So, is there a reason I should read Sam Harris? I googled and it seems like he is much like Dawkins, in that I don't give a shit.
Someone keeps pushing it on me and I suspect zealotry. Google was inconclusive, but that might be lazieness user error.
Some people, including himself, think he's the Messiah. I think he's an unclever asshole.
Quote from: The Suu on July 08, 2014, 07:27:50 PM
Oh good, my boobs went and got fibrocystic on me. This is awesome. Because not only am I supposed to look for lumps, I have to look for lumps now that don't match the other lumps. The doc was all like, "You have really lumpy breasts." She basically had to restart my heart.
It's a normal occurrence, there is nothing I need to worry about, it's just the way the tissue is in my body, but nobody has ever said anything to me about it before, I mean, I always thought boobs were supposed to be a bit lumpy and tend to get lumpier around period time and then go away. :? MORE WOMEN NEED TO KNOW ABOUT THIS SHIT. WAY TO SCARE THE FUCK OUT OF ME.
Oh, and I don't have the diabetes or the LDLs, and somehow have maintained 20/15 vision into my 30s.
Eventually, you just get a sense for the location and feel of the fibrocysts, if that's any consolation.
I heard back from my advisor this morning, and I'm eligible to pursue my major under the new requirements. :banana:
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 09, 2014, 06:02:49 PM
I heard back from my advisor this morning, and I'm eligible to pursue my major under the new requirements. :banana:
:banana:
My new place doesn't have internet access, so I'm finna be even more sparse around here.
FML FML FML
:crankey:
Quote from: Net (+1 Hidden) and 5 guests on July 09, 2014, 07:24:57 PM
My new place doesn't have internet access, so I'm finna be even more sparse around here.
FML FML FML
:crankey:
Where are you, Tierra Del Fuego?
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 09, 2014, 07:29:16 PM
Quote from: Net (+1 Hidden) and 5 guests on July 09, 2014, 07:24:57 PM
My new place doesn't have internet access, so I'm finna be even more sparse around here.
FML FML FML
:crankey:
Where are you, Tierra Del Fuego?
Up shit creek, w/o paddle. I'm not going to say due to likely lawsuit (that I'm likely to win).
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 09, 2014, 05:56:43 PM
Quote from: The Suu on July 08, 2014, 07:27:50 PM
Oh good, my boobs went and got fibrocystic on me. This is awesome. Because not only am I supposed to look for lumps, I have to look for lumps now that don't match the other lumps. The doc was all like, "You have really lumpy breasts." She basically had to restart my heart.
It's a normal occurrence, there is nothing I need to worry about, it's just the way the tissue is in my body, but nobody has ever said anything to me about it before, I mean, I always thought boobs were supposed to be a bit lumpy and tend to get lumpier around period time and then go away. :? MORE WOMEN NEED TO KNOW ABOUT THIS SHIT. WAY TO SCARE THE FUCK OUT OF ME.
Oh, and I don't have the diabetes or the LDLs, and somehow have maintained 20/15 vision into my 30s.
Eventually, you just get a sense for the location and feel of the fibrocysts, if that's any consolation.
That's what she said, also. I just need to learn my way around my boobies well enough to where I will be able to recognize any abnormalities. That didn't help the bedside manner though. :/
Notice on our door today.
Usually these things are about the bug guy coming and give what hours they are expected to show up.
This one just says that an AC company is coming. No time frame (so that means no running to the store or just out for a stroll that day) and no message about why they are coming.
I'm hoping this means that our AC unit is getting the cleaning it so desperately needs. Poor thing hasn't had a proper clearing in at least a decade.
Quote from: The Suu on July 09, 2014, 08:02:51 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 09, 2014, 05:56:43 PM
Quote from: The Suu on July 08, 2014, 07:27:50 PM
Oh good, my boobs went and got fibrocystic on me. This is awesome. Because not only am I supposed to look for lumps, I have to look for lumps now that don't match the other lumps. The doc was all like, "You have really lumpy breasts." She basically had to restart my heart.
It's a normal occurrence, there is nothing I need to worry about, it's just the way the tissue is in my body, but nobody has ever said anything to me about it before, I mean, I always thought boobs were supposed to be a bit lumpy and tend to get lumpier around period time and then go away. :? MORE WOMEN NEED TO KNOW ABOUT THIS SHIT. WAY TO SCARE THE FUCK OUT OF ME.
Oh, and I don't have the diabetes or the LDLs, and somehow have maintained 20/15 vision into my 30s.
Eventually, you just get a sense for the location and feel of the fibrocysts, if that's any consolation.
That's what she said, also. I just need to learn my way around my boobies well enough to where I will be able to recognize any abnormalities. That didn't help the bedside manner though. :/
Just grope yourself alla time, that's what I do.
Quote from: Net (+1 Hidden) and 5 guests on July 09, 2014, 07:31:52 PM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 09, 2014, 07:29:16 PM
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My new place doesn't have internet access, so I'm finna be even more sparse around here.
FML FML FML
:crankey:
Where are you, Tierra Del Fuego?
Up shit creek, w/o paddle. I'm not going to say due to likely lawsuit (that I'm likely to win).
Well, good luck!
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 09, 2014, 06:22:08 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 09, 2014, 06:02:49 PM
I heard back from my advisor this morning, and I'm eligible to pursue my major under the new requirements. :banana:
:banana:
Yeah, this means that my neurophysiology classes will apply to both majors, meaning that after this fall I will be down to ten classes before I get my bio degree. SO SWEET. I need to be careful now, to make sure my psych classes keep pace and I finish them both at the same time.
In less awesome news, I have to go to a neurologist because I have an ulnar nerve lesion.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 10, 2014, 03:35:15 AM
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Quote from: The Suu on July 08, 2014, 07:27:50 PM
Oh good, my boobs went and got fibrocystic on me. This is awesome. Because not only am I supposed to look for lumps, I have to look for lumps now that don't match the other lumps. The doc was all like, "You have really lumpy breasts." She basically had to restart my heart.
It's a normal occurrence, there is nothing I need to worry about, it's just the way the tissue is in my body, but nobody has ever said anything to me about it before, I mean, I always thought boobs were supposed to be a bit lumpy and tend to get lumpier around period time and then go away. :? MORE WOMEN NEED TO KNOW ABOUT THIS SHIT. WAY TO SCARE THE FUCK OUT OF ME.
Oh, and I don't have the diabetes or the LDLs, and somehow have maintained 20/15 vision into my 30s.
Eventually, you just get a sense for the location and feel of the fibrocysts, if that's any consolation.
That's what she said, also. I just need to learn my way around my boobies well enough to where I will be able to recognize any abnormalities. That didn't help the bedside manner though. :/
Just grope yourself alla time, that's what I do.
:fap: :fap: :fap:
Well, now have 2 people reading the story here, and maybe 4 at the other place.
I suck at this.
I'm gonna tie up year end financials instead.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 09, 2014, 06:02:49 PM
I heard back from my advisor this morning, and I'm eligible to pursue my major under the new requirements. :banana:
It says something about my school experience that my gut reaction is to advise you to check with three other advisors, sacrifice a goat on the dean's lawn, and hold the university president's pets hostage until you see a transcript, scribed on a tungsten plate, verifying that your credits are all in order.
But of course you already have that all taken care of. You're the last person I need to be advising about this.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 10, 2014, 02:23:22 PM
Well, now have 2 people reading the story here, and maybe 4 at the other place.
I suck at this.
I'm gonna tie up year end financials instead.
Which story? I'm not caught up on anything lately. To be blunt, I'm waiting for you to finish it so I can tackle it in one hit. I appreciate the output and the content, I just get frustrated easily nowadays.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 10, 2014, 02:23:22 PM
Well, now have 2 people reading the story here, and maybe 4 at the other place.
I suck at this.
I'm gonna tie up year end financials instead.
I am keeping up, sorry for not chiming in more. And hey even if nobody is reading, fuck it, write anyway. That's how Necronomicoin is still alive. :lulz:
Well, I've just upset the entire population of Japan, going by Twitter.
Roger, I've not yet caught up on the story, but it's on my to-do list. I was in fact hoping to put it onto the Kindle and hit it up during my break at work tomorrow or Saturday.
Quote from: Cain on July 10, 2014, 02:34:42 PM
Well, I've just upset the entire population of Japan, going by Twitter.
Roger, I've not yet caught up on the story, but it's on my to-do list. I was in fact hoping to put it onto the Kindle and hit it up during my break at work tomorrow or Saturday.
You can't just drop that there and not provide context....
Roger, if it would help inspire you, I'd pay standard e-book prices for you to finish the Friday story.
You know, if Roger was actually inclined he could probably leverage the levels of crazy stalkers he gets into a nice cash cow.
Call me. We'll talk. I'll take 10%.
Oh, I wrote an article about Japan. Given the large amounts of bullshit surrounding the topic of Japanese re-arming, my tolerance for it was lower than usual and was likely reflected in the article.
I'm honestly surprised it got published.
Just logged into SecondLife after many year absence. Dropped into an RPG I used to play there, which is facilitated by a scripted combat meter which hovers above everyone's head tracking their stats, complex enough to almost be a game engine. Originally I was invited to test the security of the system, then the owners flipped out at me when I found things, so I went public and the game was HAX EVERYWHERE for a while. It did not end well for anyone. Except me, who got lulz until they figured out how to permaban. (The combat meter was also responsible for bans, so for a while I would just regularly ban the owner from the game which in SecondLife catapults you violently from the game world and looks awesome.
Today I returned and just lurked in one of the game environments. The owner came around the corner and walked past me. Then came back and stopped for a minute and clearly went away to look up my character in the database.
My chat window opens: ARE YOU LEVEL TWO FUCKING BILLION?
AWW YISS I AM.
For those of you who don't frequent SecondLife RPGs, this means I could kill everyone currently logged in without really touching any keys. I accidentally killed a few people while we were standing there chatting. Many lulz were had as I explained how to fix the exploit, which I found about ten minutes after returning to the game in the web page they use to set up characters.
Was a good evening.
Quote from: Cain on July 10, 2014, 02:42:27 PM
Oh, I wrote an article about Japan. Given the large amounts of bullshit surrounding the topic of Japanese re-arming, my tolerance for it was lower than usual and was likely reflected in the article.
I'm honestly surprised it got published.
Link? PM if there's stream crossing issues.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 10, 2014, 02:23:22 PM
Well, now have 2 people reading the story here, and maybe 4 at the other place.
I suck at this.
I'm gonna tie up year end financials instead.
You shouldn't look at immediate results. I usually wait until a story is complete before I get into it, as I am terrible at waiting on installments. Friday was an exception because I didn't realize what it was until I had started and by then it was TOO LATE and I was hooked. I haven't even caught up on half of the stuff you've written here over the years, though I do try and will continue to.
And yeah like the other guy said, I'd be happy to send something your way out of appreciation. I mean, you've provided dozens of books worth of entertainment to me over the last few years, and you barely even know me and probably don't like me. If you don't mind accepting "fake" money, I'd be perfectly happy to break you off a piece of my bitcoin lottery money as a token of appreciation. Your hate frightens, inspires, and teaches me, and I don't think I'm the only one. Especially when you direct that hate towards me. Even when it's not in story form! All the fuckers here have taught me that I'm a pretentious, pedantic, self-absorbed twit, and that's not me having an ego problem. My ego is fine, I just
really am those things and thanks to the people here I've been able to get over myself enough to recognize those particular bars of my cell for what they are. I appreciate everything I learn here, even if I sometimes make a mess while learning it. Do not give up Rev!
So if you have a bitcoin wallet addy post or PM it and I will send some appreciation! Seriously, I'd feel better for it too.
So husband's ex already got a warning once about fraud when she turned back on the satellite TV he had shut off last year. That cost her a month of alimony.
Now, one pay period shy of ending alimony payments, she fucking REINSTATES THE HOMEOWNER'S INSURANCE POLICY FOR A HOUSE HE DOES NOT OWN ANYMORE IN ORDER TO TRY TO REFINANCE. The insurance company automatically took the money, and then went, "Wait a sec" and called him yesterday. The policy was immediately cancelled, and the money was transferred to his auto insurance, and will cover it for the next 3 months or so, which is a nice gesture, but now we're out the money we needed to make it to the next paycheck, and have to dip into savings. Bank found out about her fraud, froze her account, and is now moving to press charges.
TV service is one thing, but insurance fraud? Yep. This is gonna be good. I have no idea why she thought this could possibly work without getting caught. I don't know all the details about how she was able to keep the house after the foreclosure, but this has the potential to be lulzy as fuck, or, you know, because she's a piece of Western Connecticut boarding school trash, they'll call it "affluenza" and nothing will happen. We're hoping for at least some jail time, but her credit is officially done. That's for sure. Mr. Suu had a shit eating grin on yesterday...except that whole, "We need to dip into your vacation money if we want to eat this week" part.
They would automatically draft a payment on a cancelled policy without written authorization? Or did she forge that, too?
It might be a good idea to get a new bank acct number.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 10, 2014, 03:42:15 PM
They would automatically draft a payment on a cancelled policy without written authorization? Or did she forge that, too?
It might be a good idea to get a new bank acct number.
Taken care of yesterday, which is also going to fuck us good this month but we should be okay. From what I understand, she was still using her old power of attorney that was granted during his last deployment to do it, even though all of that was revoked with the divorce, so we aren't sure why USAA didn't catch it off the bat, other than a computer error and somebody not doing their job. They're on it though, and so is Navy Federal.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 10, 2014, 02:23:22 PM
Well, now have 2 people reading the story here, and maybe 4 at the other place.
I suck at this.
I'm gonna tie up year end financials instead.
I wouldn't be so fast to attribute other people's available time and energy entirely to your skill as a writer.
It sure as fuck makes me feel like I'm being guilt-tripped when I see shit like this, and you know what doesn't make something fun to read? Feeling guilt-tripped about it. It makes me want to just not even bother when I do have time for "fun" reading.
Quote from: Cainad (dec.) on July 10, 2014, 02:25:38 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 09, 2014, 06:02:49 PM
I heard back from my advisor this morning, and I'm eligible to pursue my major under the new requirements. :banana:
It says something about my school experience that my gut reaction is to advise you to check with three other advisors, sacrifice a goat on the dean's lawn, and hold the university president's pets hostage until you see a transcript, scribed on a tungsten plate, verifying that your credits are all in order.
But of course you already have that all taken care of. You're the last person I need to be advising about this.
:lulz:
Heaven forbid I should be busy as fuck and trying to manage various meltdowns on the homefront, and still make a few minutes here and there to read and post in Open Bar so I can at least still feel like part of a community. If I can't thoroughly read/respond to every thread on the forum, or at least the ones that people particularly want validation in, WAISA? I should just drop off the face of the planet.
What does WAISA mean? My google-fu is failing because all I've been able to find is Western Australian Ice Skating Association, as well as other things that I don't think are correct for this.
Why Am I Still Alive?
Related to the more common, WAYSA?
I am going to kill my downstairs neighbors. My upstairs neighbors have 2 rescue pups that have separation anxiety issues. Unfortunately the best thing for it is to let them cry and get it out of their system. It sucks, but they usually calm down in about 15 minutes...however, the neighbors downstairs think that pounding on the wall is going to get them to stop and it's making it worse. This has been going on all morning and afternoon so far, and it was so loud before that I jumped and burned my hand on the iron...ON THE LINEN SETTING. I have keys to go over and check on the dogs, but if I go over there, they're just going to start crying again when I leave.
I already yelled into the hallway that it's riling the dogs up and to stop. I got no response. If it happens again, I'm going to lose my shit.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 10, 2014, 02:23:22 PM
Well, now have 2 people reading the story here, and maybe 4 at the other place.
I suck at this.
I'm gonna tie up year end financials instead.
It's OK.
I love you.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 10, 2014, 04:18:29 PM
Heaven forbid I should be busy as fuck and trying to manage various meltdowns on the homefront, and still make a few minutes here and there to read and post in Open Bar so I can at least still feel like part of a community. If I can't thoroughly read/respond to every thread on the forum, or at least the ones that people particularly want validation in, WAISA? I should just drop off the face of the planet.
It's OK.
I love you too.
Also, wait. New story? YAY!
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 10, 2014, 04:18:29 PM
Heaven forbid I should be busy as fuck and trying to manage various meltdowns on the homefront, and still make a few minutes here and there to read and post in Open Bar so I can at least still feel like part of a community. If I can't thoroughly read/respond to every thread on the forum, or at least the ones that people particularly want validation in, WAISA? I should just drop off the face of the planet.
(edit, response didn't post for some reason).
Well, I shall move on without "validation", then. You keep the planet, I'll drop off.
Later.
So, I started clearing out my online email inbox that has stuff from years ago, and this is how I'm feeling today, more or less.
(http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/timeghost.png)
Junkenwife gets that on occasion, mainly music related.
I don't care too much, personally. One thing I've noticed about time is that it seems to keep moving regardless of your own feeling so there's only really the odd arbitrary time/date location you need to care about.
I have just typed so much utter corporate bullshit I'm exhausted.
You have to energize the turnkey solution to do a solve on the low hanging fruit!
I hate you.
:asshat:
I have a day off. Time to change oil and get Alan Moore banished from my hair before it grows into a horrible child-eating shoggoth.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 10, 2014, 09:05:08 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 10, 2014, 04:18:29 PM
Heaven forbid I should be busy as fuck and trying to manage various meltdowns on the homefront, and still make a few minutes here and there to read and post in Open Bar so I can at least still feel like part of a community. If I can't thoroughly read/respond to every thread on the forum, or at least the ones that people particularly want validation in, WAISA? I should just drop off the face of the planet.
(edit, response didn't post for some reason).
Well, I shall move on without "validation", then. You keep the planet, I'll drop off.
Later.
It occurs to me that the quote marks in my comment above are unnecessary.
I do write for validation. I'm certainly not doing it for money.
This requires thinking on. A character flaw like that really can't just be allowed to go on.
I'm getting way too busy with work to be on the interbutts. So you may not see me much for the next couple of weeks through Pennsic other than occasional check-ins for spaggotry.
Also, I have discovered that although coffee is a life-bringing substance, you can abuse it. I am absolutely banned from drinking coffee after 7pm for now on. I finished a pot last night around 11pm, and I was up at 4am throwing my guts up. My body demanded sleep, the caffeine told it to fuck off, and then bad things happened. I need to sustain energy in a less destructive way.
I'm grilling chicken and it smells like garbage when raw. So i added some onions and various herbs and spices. This probably won't kill me.
Dammit, it still smells horrible, i cant force myself to eat this. not even for SCIENCE!
I'm going to take care of this porcupine infestation round mine and then get ready for trial. Please enjoy my scarcity, responsibly.
Quote from: Regret on July 11, 2014, 06:46:28 PM
Dammit, it still smells horrible, i cant force myself to eat this. not even for SCIENCE!
THROW IT THE FUCK OUT.
No SCIENCE is ever worth food poisoning. Ever.
daughter is having birthday party....house is full of screeching girls. kill me.
Just bawled my face off:
http://vevo.ly/Q2VvFB
It's John Legend's new video. I'm not a huge fan, but he has some good stuff. A friend recommended I watch it and now... :cry:
Volunteered for Heifer international today at the OC Fair. Got to get in free, eat at the only food stand that isn't overpriced and actually feel like i helped some people.
Quote from: Chelagoras The Lust-Driven Dickwolf on July 12, 2014, 05:05:45 AM
Volunteered for Heifer international today at the OC Fair. Got to get in free, eat at the only food stand that isn't overpriced and actually feel like i helped some people.
That's really cool! That sort of thing is good for the soul.
Well...that was a bad date. They happen, bleh. First one in six months. Gonna beer.
Quote from: The Suu on July 12, 2014, 01:29:03 AM
Just bawled my face off:
http://vevo.ly/Q2VvFB
It's John Legend's new video. I'm not a huge fan, but he has some good stuff. A friend recommended I watch it and now... :cry:
Please bias me before I watch this video. If you don't mind my asking, what did you find in it that made you bawl?
Quote from: Raz Tech on July 10, 2014, 04:34:26 PM
What does WAISA mean? My google-fu is failing because all I've been able to find is Western Australian Ice Skating Association, as well as other things that I don't think are correct for this.
Why Am I Still Alive.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 11, 2014, 01:43:28 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 10, 2014, 09:05:08 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 10, 2014, 04:18:29 PM
Heaven forbid I should be busy as fuck and trying to manage various meltdowns on the homefront, and still make a few minutes here and there to read and post in Open Bar so I can at least still feel like part of a community. If I can't thoroughly read/respond to every thread on the forum, or at least the ones that people particularly want validation in, WAISA? I should just drop off the face of the planet.
(edit, response didn't post for some reason).
Well, I shall move on without "validation", then. You keep the planet, I'll drop off.
Later.
It occurs to me that the quote marks in my comment above are unnecessary.
I do write for validation. I'm certainly not doing it for money.
This requires thinking on. A character flaw like that really can't just be allowed to go on.
Everybody who makes anything creative, with the exception of a few rare souls, wants validation of the goodness of their work.
The thing that rubs me raw is when you, or Cram, or anyone, gets pissy because they aren't getting it. I like your stories but they aren't why I'm here. They're a perk for when I have the time to chill out and read fiction, which is not something I do often offline because it's not my thing. I think it's neat but I don't care very deeply about it beyond that.
I just don't enjoy posts that imply that I'm somehow ruining the creative experience for you with my lack of free time and availability, even when I know it's the general "you" and not "me", in particular, you're complaining about. I'm not here to be an
audience, and I neither expect nor want you to be a performing monkey for me. I just enjoy conversation with smart people who are my friends.
Quote from: Bu☆ns on July 12, 2014, 12:56:11 AM
daughter is having birthday party....house is full of screeching girls. kill me.
That's always good times. Goooood times.
Great. I was about to go to bed and a housemate seems to have swooped into the bathroom for the long haul. FML.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 13, 2014, 06:19:50 AM
Quote from: Bu☆ns on July 12, 2014, 12:56:11 AM
daughter is having birthday party....house is full of screeching girls. kill me.
That's always good times. Goooood times.
Well...it was relatively painless after a while. They had a good time and Thor kept them company during the sleep over. He's a good dog.
Quote from: The Suu on July 11, 2014, 09:59:19 PM
Quote from: Regret on July 11, 2014, 06:46:28 PM
Dammit, it still smells horrible, i cant force myself to eat this. not even for SCIENCE!
THROW IT THE FUCK OUT.
No SCIENCE is ever worth food poisoning. Ever.
Done.
Sometimes I try to ignore my body but that fucker has me by the throat. I always end up doing exactly what it says.
Well, I have 19 PMs. Whatever is so important, it will have to wait until tomorrow. I have worked exactly half of the previous 48 hours, mostly the ones without sunlight.
I also found out certain co-workers of mine decided to trash me at my workplace for the unforgivable crime of taking two nights off when my grandmother died. Here's the best bit: I worked for the same home that looked after my grandmother*. She died on a Wednesday night, my shift was for Friday and Saturday.
Or, to rephrase: people who work in the care industry thought I should have to work in the place my grandmother died only 48 hours previously. I told the bearer of this information not to name the responsible parties, but I'm seriously toying with finding out who they are.
*Different section though. I did dementia and general lack of capacity residents, neither of which applied to my grandmother. Residents like her had their own wing, which I did not work on.
Quote from: Cain on July 13, 2014, 12:45:49 PM
Well, I have 19 PMs. Whatever is so important, it will have to wait until tomorrow. I have worked exactly half of the previous 48 hours, mostly the ones without sunlight.
I also found out certain co-workers of mine decided to trash me at my workplace for the unforgivable crime of taking two nights off when my grandmother died. Here's the best bit: I worked for the same home that looked after my grandmother*. She died on a Wednesday night, my shift was for Friday and Saturday.
Or, to rephrase: people who work in the care industry thought I should have to work in the place my grandmother died only 48 hours previously. I told the bearer of this information not to name the responsible parties, but I'm seriously toying with finding out who they are.
*Different section though. I did dementia and general lack of capacity residents, neither of which applied to my grandmother. Residents like her had their own wing, which I did not work on.
What complete pieces of shit. Seriously, they don't deserve jobs, let alone jobs working with people.
They are unfairly taking jobs away from people without a complete lack of empathy, it's true.
I also had an amusing attempt at someone getting me into trouble yesterday. Basically, they implied I did a terrible job getting someone ready (true) and that I should be disciplined/sacked (false).
Unfortunately for them, they took the complaint to the nurse I'd been working with the whole night. The nurse who knew that we were a person down and that I was shouldering most of the workload for that missing person, all night. And that the resident in question had been attacking me repeatedly that morning, and that I stayed 10 minutes after my shift was over in order to try and get him in some kind of presentable state. She suggested, in a diplomatic fashion, that they add the above context and promptly STFU.
They also didn't try and rectify the problem before playing snitch. So they dun fucked up.
But nevertheless, an interesting insight into the care industry. A good number of malicious gossips, power-trippers and outright sociopaths. Oh, and at least one thief, three pathological job shirkers and I'm fairly sure one illegal immigrant (who is nevertheless an excellent carer).
And the best part? I've done absolutely nothing to earn this aminosity. The people who hate me the most have never actually worked with me. Not once. They don't speak to me. They don't know me outside of work. It's really quite amazing.
Quote from: Cain on July 13, 2014, 05:05:15 PM
And the best part? I've done absolutely nothing to earn this aminosity. The people who hate me the most have never actually worked with me. Not once. They don't speak to me. They don't know me outside of work. It's really quite amazing.
I have found that many people find it difficult to empathize with anyone outside their circle of people-they-know. If you find it amazing, I would consider you fortunate, as that implies you do not encounter many people that possess that difficulty.
ETA: Also, what Nigel said. That is a shitty thing to do, from any angle you look at it.
Cain, that sucks.
I use the monkeysphere as a guideline: 1 person can empathize with about 150 people. The rest are cardboard cut-outs.
Just a guideline of course, because you can always add one more as long as you forget about another.
As long as you keep it at 1401 you have enough leftover empathy for 10 interchangable people.
1 Your mileage may vary.
Trix and Regret: it's the effort they put into the whole thing. I understand the mechanics of the lack of empathy etc but they are putting in an extraordinary amount of work into this. We're talking multiple complaints (none upheld), a rota and holiday time fucked with, being the main target of a rumour mill, paperwork "going missing"...
If they didn't really care, that would be one thing. But this requires a fair bit of actual work.
Is it widely known that you're getting out of that hellhole? If so, I'd suggest that this is all the motivation required. You're moving on to other things, they will still be there, dealing with shit.
I would guess this to make a person quite bitter, particularly if they've been there a while.
I'd suggest methods of redress, but I'm sure you've got that well in hand.
Quote from: Cain on July 14, 2014, 09:11:31 AM
Trix and Regret: it's the effort they put into the whole thing. I understand the mechanics of the lack of empathy etc but they are putting in an extraordinary amount of work into this. We're talking multiple complaints (none upheld), a rota and holiday time fucked with, being the main target of a rumour mill, paperwork "going missing"...
If they didn't really care, that would be one thing. But this requires a fair bit of actual work.
Huh.
I've got nothing, except: I don't understand people.
Fuck them.
Quote from: Cain on July 14, 2014, 09:11:31 AM
Trix and Regret: it's the effort they put into the whole thing. I understand the mechanics of the lack of empathy etc but they are putting in an extraordinary amount of work into this. We're talking multiple complaints (none upheld), a rota and holiday time fucked with, being the main target of a rumour mill, paperwork "going missing"...
If they didn't really care, that would be one thing. But this requires a fair bit of actual work.
They're bored losers with pathetic, unhappy lives and nothing in particular to live for other than starting petty drama at work.
So yesterday I was complaining to my boyfriend that the girl housemate, who cheated rather spectacularly stupidly on boy housemate (who has been supporting her while she's in school) uses a fuckton of dishes and never cleans up after herself. Ever.
In what seems a nearly comical exaggeration of this fact, I cleaned the kitchen spotless at 3pm yesterday, right before boyfriend and housemate and I went out for the evening. Housemate then went to Salem, boyfriend and I came home and crashed.
This morning, I come downstairs, and there were SEVEN plates and a bowl in the sink, and a shit ton of silverware and glasses. Who the fuck dirties that many dishes in a single afternoon?
Assholes. Assholes do that.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 14, 2014, 05:48:19 PM
So yesterday I was complaining to my boyfriend that the girl housemate, who cheated rather spectacularly stupidly on boy housemate (who has been supporting her while she's in school) uses a fuckton of dishes and never cleans up after herself. Ever.
In what seems a nearly comical exaggeration of this fact, I cleaned the kitchen spotless at 3pm yesterday, right before boyfriend and housemate and I went out for the evening. Housemate then went to Salem, boyfriend and I came home and crashed.
This morning, I come downstairs, and there were SEVEN plates and a bowl in the sink, and a shit ton of silverware and glasses. Who the fuck dirties that many dishes in a single afternoon?
Someone who had company you don't know about, maybe?
Quote from: trix on July 14, 2014, 05:49:46 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 14, 2014, 05:48:19 PM
So yesterday I was complaining to my boyfriend that the girl housemate, who cheated rather spectacularly stupidly on boy housemate (who has been supporting her while she's in school) uses a fuckton of dishes and never cleans up after herself. Ever.
In what seems a nearly comical exaggeration of this fact, I cleaned the kitchen spotless at 3pm yesterday, right before boyfriend and housemate and I went out for the evening. Housemate then went to Salem, boyfriend and I came home and crashed.
This morning, I come downstairs, and there were SEVEN plates and a bowl in the sink, and a shit ton of silverware and glasses. Who the fuck dirties that many dishes in a single afternoon?
Someone who had company you don't know about, maybe?
Eh, this might in fact be the case. She has not been noted for her honesty.
Sure as hell flipped out when I told her housemate went to Salem, which was funny given the circumstances.
I have decided to apply the energy I use to figure out people to dogs instead.
Also, I have decided I, eventually, want a man like Buster Keaton, pretty, brilliant, mostly silent.
Also, that deciding things is for suckers.
Quote from: Regret on July 14, 2014, 05:50:44 AM
Cain, that sucks.
I use the monkeysphere as a guideline: 1 person can empathize with about 150 people. The rest are cardboard cut-outs.
Just a guideline of course, because you can always add one more as long as you forget about another.
As long as you keep it at 1401 you have enough leftover empathy for 10 interchangable people.
1 Your mileage may vary.
Is it possible to have empathy for peoplebeyond that as ideas? Like, I can't empathize with EVERY starving child in Africa, yet i can empathize with the idea that that shit is bad and i should do something about it (give money, volunteer, etc.)?
well i mean like obviously people do that for those reasons (or for a sense of cheap moral superiority, because you, humanity) but is it possible that we tend to compensate for this limit in our perception by glomming people together into ideas and causes. This is also why it is so hard to see our enemies as human because you are asking one to see depth and complexity in what we see as practically set dressing, a cardboard stand-in for the idea of a group of people.
So I'm still needing to do community service for having cash assistance, and I decided that since finding a place without so many volunteers that there is no work to be done is impossible almost, I should make some plarn sleeping mats, a legit excersize in community service. The only problem is I don't know how and the youtubes videos I watch I don't understand what I'm watching. I don't suppose I could get some tips from anybody here?
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on July 14, 2014, 08:31:04 PM
So I'm still needing to do community service for having cash assistance, and I decided that since finding a place without so many volunteers that there is no work to be done is impossible almost, I should make some plarn sleeping mats, a legit excersize in community service. The only problem is I don't know how and the youtubes videos I watch I don't understand what I'm watching. I don't suppose I could get some tips from anybody here?
CPD is way better at crocheting than I am, but do you already know how? If not, it's not hard to get started.
No, I don't know how. :lol: Right now I'm rolling the stuff into a ball, chilling and waiting for understanding to blossom.
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Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on July 14, 2014, 09:12:28 PM
No, I don't know how. :lol: Right now I'm rolling the stuff into a ball, chilling and waiting for understanding to blossom.
.
Hmm, let me see what I can find to help. You'll want a big crochet hook though, and I recommend practicing with yarn to understand the stitches.
You have to start with a chain, and then work off of that. I think a double crochet will make a comfy mat. There's plenty of basic walk throughs online.
http://crochet.about.com/od/crochetstitches/tp/basic-stitches.htm
Quote from: The Suu on July 14, 2014, 09:21:32 PM
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on July 14, 2014, 09:12:28 PM
No, I don't know how. :lol: Right now I'm rolling the stuff into a ball, chilling and waiting for understanding to blossom.
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Hmm, let me see what I can find to help. You'll want a big crochet hook though, and I recommend practicing with yarn to understand the stitches.
You have to start with a chain, and then work off of that. I think a double crochet will make a comfy mat. There's plenty of basic walk throughs online.
http://crochet.about.com/od/crochetstitches/tp/basic-stitches.htm
ooh! Thanks, Suu!
THINGS ARE HAPPENING IN MY HANDS AND I DONT UNDERSTAND OH GOD WHAT IS THIS WITCH CRAFT
Today I learned that Midsister doesn't at all understand feminism, and thinks that people play the race and sex card too much.
:facepalm:
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on July 14, 2014, 10:33:49 PM
THINGS ARE HAPPENING IN MY HANDS AND I DONT UNDERSTAND OH GOD WHAT IS THIS WITCH CRAFT
I also do parties.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on July 15, 2014, 02:21:34 AM
Today I learned that Midsister doesn't at all understand feminism, and thinks that people play the race and sex card too much.
:facepalm:
She also has some serious spelling issues, but I refrained from the ad hominem, since I'm a classy broad.
I'm currently giggling my ass off over German compound words, because they can be totally absurd.
For those that aren't familiar with the language, German is actually quite flexible, and you can garble nouns together to make a super noun if you won't come up with a new word.
Rindfleischetikettierungsüberwachungsaufgabenübertragungsgesetz is the record breaker, and all it is is the law for the delegation of monitoring beef labeling. That was removed when the delegation ended in the late 90s. However, it made one of my German professors laugh her ass off every time she told us, because even for the German people it was absurd.
Unabhaengigkeitserklaerungen is literally independencedeclarations. I think they needed to come up with a word for the US Declaration for their history books, and that is what they got.
I may not be cool enough to post about science and crazy smart people shit on PD, but I do have a fine affinity for fucked up languages, so when Latin makes me mad, I can always just go back to German. :lulz: :lulz:
Quote from: The Suu on July 15, 2014, 03:23:09 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on July 15, 2014, 02:21:34 AM
Today I learned that Midsister doesn't at all understand feminism, and thinks that people play the race and sex card too much.
:facepalm:
She also has some serious spelling issues, but I refrained from the ad hominem, since I'm a classy broad.
I can only assume she was posting from phone, that she wuz wikkid hammahd, or she has really poor dexterity.
I gotta say though, I'm not really all that surprised. Well, I'm surprised from certain angles. Possibly because I remember her shittiest exes more than she apparently does.
The hilarious part was that Villager (this was on Villager's status) started texting me, kinda like, oh, I hope I didn't offend your sister but she's really really really wrong. I told her not to worry about it, one way or the other she'll get over it, and really it's pretty futile anyway.
I mean it wasn't even a week ago where I was like, "Midsister asked me probably the least thought out question I've heard in a long time and I simultaneously thought, "man she's an idiot", and "God, I missed her." It's not fair to call her an idiot though. She has the capacity, but she kinda runs on a poor diet of bad signal and not being able to see things from another's perspective.
Even funnier, she was part of the reason that I was even entertaining the idea of Philadelphia, since she lives in Wilmington.
Quote from: Freeky Queen of DERP on July 14, 2014, 10:33:49 PM
THINGS ARE HAPPENING IN MY HANDS AND I DONT UNDERSTAND OH GOD WHAT IS THIS WITCH CRAFT
YouTube has all the answers!
Quote from: The Suu on July 15, 2014, 03:32:07 AM
I'm currently giggling my ass off over German compound words, because they can be totally absurd.
For those that aren't familiar with the language, German is actually quite flexible, and you can garble nouns together to make a super noun if you won't come up with a new word.
Rindfleischetikettierungsüberwachungsaufgabenübertragungsgesetz is the record breaker, and all it is is the law for the delegation of monitoring beef labeling. That was removed when the delegation ended in the late 90s. However, it made one of my German professors laugh her ass off every time she told us, because even for the German people it was absurd.
Unabhaengigkeitserklaerungen is literally independencedeclarations. I think they needed to come up with a word for the US Declaration for their history books, and that is what they got.
I may not be cool enough to post about science and crazy smart people shit on PD, but I do have a fine affinity for fucked up languages, so when Latin makes me mad, I can always just go back to German. :lulz: :lulz:
How does that even work? I mean, I know we have compound words too, but after a certain point, we're like, kay guys, you might as well just say a full sentence, use an acronym, or come up with a new bisyllabic word. We don't have all day.
Germans are adorable.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on July 15, 2014, 03:59:19 AM
Quote from: The Suu on July 15, 2014, 03:32:07 AM
I'm currently giggling my ass off over German compound words, because they can be totally absurd.
For those that aren't familiar with the language, German is actually quite flexible, and you can garble nouns together to make a super noun if you won't come up with a new word.
Rindfleischetikettierungsüberwachungsaufgabenübertragungsgesetz is the record breaker, and all it is is the law for the delegation of monitoring beef labeling. That was removed when the delegation ended in the late 90s. However, it made one of my German professors laugh her ass off every time she told us, because even for the German people it was absurd.
Unabhaengigkeitserklaerungen is literally independencedeclarations. I think they needed to come up with a word for the US Declaration for their history books, and that is what they got.
I may not be cool enough to post about science and crazy smart people shit on PD, but I do have a fine affinity for fucked up languages, so when Latin makes me mad, I can always just go back to German. :lulz: :lulz:
How does that even work? I mean, I know we have compound words too, but after a certain point, we're like, kay guys, you might as well just say a full sentence, use an acronym, or come up with a new bisyllabic word. We don't have all day.
That IS their way of coming up with a new word, though, and anybody can do it. They aren't a very slang or short-hand culture and still have both formal and informal pronouns. They don't even have a word for friend. They have friends plural, boyfriend, and girlfriend, and lover/partner (Lebensabschnittpartner!) . That's it. Although you can use Freund/Freundin for friend, you typically don't. You just say you're going out to a movie with so and so, not your friend so and so. Unless you're going out with friends, then it's Freunde/n/m, do not confuse with Freundin. :lol:
Quote from: The Suu on July 15, 2014, 04:10:25 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on July 15, 2014, 03:59:19 AM
Quote from: The Suu on July 15, 2014, 03:32:07 AM
I'm currently giggling my ass off over German compound words, because they can be totally absurd.
For those that aren't familiar with the language, German is actually quite flexible, and you can garble nouns together to make a super noun if you won't come up with a new word.
Rindfleischetikettierungsüberwachungsaufgabenübertragungsgesetz is the record breaker, and all it is is the law for the delegation of monitoring beef labeling. That was removed when the delegation ended in the late 90s. However, it made one of my German professors laugh her ass off every time she told us, because even for the German people it was absurd.
Unabhaengigkeitserklaerungen is literally independencedeclarations. I think they needed to come up with a word for the US Declaration for their history books, and that is what they got.
I may not be cool enough to post about science and crazy smart people shit on PD, but I do have a fine affinity for fucked up languages, so when Latin makes me mad, I can always just go back to German. :lulz: :lulz:
How does that even work? I mean, I know we have compound words too, but after a certain point, we're like, kay guys, you might as well just say a full sentence, use an acronym, or come up with a new bisyllabic word. We don't have all day.
That IS their way of coming up with a new word, though, and anybody can do it. They aren't a very slang or short-hand culture and still have both formal and informal pronouns. They don't even have a word for friend. They have friends plural, boyfriend, and girlfriend, and lover/partner (Lebensabschnittpartner!) . That's it. Although you can use Freunde/Freundin for friend, you typically don't. You just say you're going out to a movie with so and so, not your friend so and so. Unless you're going out with friends, then it's Freunden, do not confuse with Freundin. :lol:
I'm hanging out with der Jens
I'm hanging out with meinem friends
But Jens is not a friend. We lack the word for that.
:lulz:
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on July 15, 2014, 04:13:22 AM
Quote from: The Suu on July 15, 2014, 04:10:25 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on July 15, 2014, 03:59:19 AM
Quote from: The Suu on July 15, 2014, 03:32:07 AM
I'm currently giggling my ass off over German compound words, because they can be totally absurd.
For those that aren't familiar with the language, German is actually quite flexible, and you can garble nouns together to make a super noun if you won't come up with a new word.
Rindfleischetikettierungsüberwachungsaufgabenübertragungsgesetz is the record breaker, and all it is is the law for the delegation of monitoring beef labeling. That was removed when the delegation ended in the late 90s. However, it made one of my German professors laugh her ass off every time she told us, because even for the German people it was absurd.
Unabhaengigkeitserklaerungen is literally independencedeclarations. I think they needed to come up with a word for the US Declaration for their history books, and that is what they got.
I may not be cool enough to post about science and crazy smart people shit on PD, but I do have a fine affinity for fucked up languages, so when Latin makes me mad, I can always just go back to German. :lulz: :lulz:
How does that even work? I mean, I know we have compound words too, but after a certain point, we're like, kay guys, you might as well just say a full sentence, use an acronym, or come up with a new bisyllabic word. We don't have all day.
That IS their way of coming up with a new word, though, and anybody can do it. They aren't a very slang or short-hand culture and still have both formal and informal pronouns. They don't even have a word for friend. They have friends plural, boyfriend, and girlfriend, and lover/partner (Lebensabschnittpartner!) . That's it. Although you can use Freunde/Freundin for friend, you typically don't. You just say you're going out to a movie with so and so, not your friend so and so. Unless you're going out with friends, then it's Freunden, do not confuse with Freundin. :lol:
I'm hanging out with der Jens
I'm hanging out with meinem friends
But Jens is not a friend. We lack the word for that.
:lulz:
They don't like saying love, either. You drop the liebe dich and you better be ready to put a ring on it. My German prof in college was amazing, since she was actually German, so she was able to really help us understand the fucked up way the Germans express emotion, which makes them seem robotic. They just tend to hold interpersonal relationships in a higher regard, I think. Not to mention, top notch sense of humor. But from what I can tell, the Swiss and Austrians aren't as stoic.
Wait.
Quote from: The Suu on July 15, 2014, 04:10:25 AM
That IS their way of coming up with a new word, though, and anybody can do it. They aren't a very slang or short-hand culture and still have both formal and informal pronouns. They don't even have a word for friend. They have friends plural, boyfriend, and girlfriend, and lover/partner (Lebensabschnittpartner!) . That's it. Although you can use Freunde/Freundin for friend, you typically don't. You just say you're going out to a movie with so and so, not your friend so and so. Unless you're going out with friends, then it's Freunden, do not confuse with Freundin. :lol:
How do you say:
PersonIholdinhighregardandmaintainamutuallybeneficialplatonicrelationshipwithgenerallyinthecontextoftimepassingandoccasionallymoralsupportorilladvisedshenanigans
Boom. I made a German word for friend.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on July 15, 2014, 04:24:04 AM
Wait.
Quote from: The Suu on July 15, 2014, 04:10:25 AM
That IS their way of coming up with a new word, though, and anybody can do it. They aren't a very slang or short-hand culture and still have both formal and informal pronouns. They don't even have a word for friend. They have friends plural, boyfriend, and girlfriend, and lover/partner (Lebensabschnittpartner!) . That's it. Although you can use Freunde/Freundin for friend, you typically don't. You just say you're going out to a movie with so and so, not your friend so and so. Unless you're going out with friends, then it's Freunden, do not confuse with Freundin. :lol:
How do you say:
PersonIholdinhighregardandmaintainamutuallybeneficialplatonicrelationshipwithgenerallyinthecontextoftimepassingandoccasionallymoralsupportorilladvisedshenanigans
Boom. I made a German word for friend.
:mittens:
Quote from: The Suu on July 15, 2014, 04:26:16 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on July 15, 2014, 04:24:04 AM
Wait.
Quote from: The Suu on July 15, 2014, 04:10:25 AM
That IS their way of coming up with a new word, though, and anybody can do it. They aren't a very slang or short-hand culture and still have both formal and informal pronouns. They don't even have a word for friend. They have friends plural, boyfriend, and girlfriend, and lover/partner (Lebensabschnittpartner!) . That's it. Although you can use Freunde/Freundin for friend, you typically don't. You just say you're going out to a movie with so and so, not your friend so and so. Unless you're going out with friends, then it's Freunden, do not confuse with Freundin. :lol:
How do you say:
PersonIholdinhighregardandmaintainamutuallybeneficialplatonicrelationshipwithgenerallyinthecontextoftimepassingandoccasionallymoralsupportorilladvisedshenanigans
Boom. I made a German word for friend.
:mittens:
:thanks:
Maybe this helps:
QuoteEnglish-speaking people find it quite easy to mix their business and social lives, to talk about their jobs at a cocktail party or mix with colleagues in a social setting. Until recently this was not the case in Germany, where business and social life were kept quite separate, and it was even considered inappropriate to discuss one's personal life at work, or work issues in a social environment. American and British people working in German companies were surprised by the way that their colleagues could work together for twenty-five years and never once address each other by their first names, or use the personal pronoun "du" (the intimate form of "you"), and by the fact that they might know next to nothing about each other's private lives. Things have lightened up since those days, but an element of this remains, particularly among the older generation. To people who are used to forming many of their friendships, and even romantic relationships, with colleagues at the office, this separation of work and social life can be quite frustrating, but for the Germans it is perfectly natural. Quite simply, they have another system.
Friendship means something quite special to the Germans and its not a term they use lightly. Most Germans have a small, closely knit circle of friends, and a wider network of acquaintances. Their friendships are generally formed at school and university, and are often quite local. American and British people tend to have more friends, but the relationship is often looser. For the German friendships are made much more slowly, but once made are closer and last for life. So it is important for visitors to Germany to recognise that friendships are not made quickly or casually, and are not formed in the office. It is also important to remember that the Germans keep private and public life separate.
Quote from: The Suu on July 15, 2014, 04:28:57 AM
Maybe this helps:
QuoteEnglish-speaking people find it quite easy to mix their business and social lives, to talk about their jobs at a cocktail party or mix with colleagues in a social setting. Until recently this was not the case in Germany, where business and social life were kept quite separate, and it was even considered inappropriate to discuss one's personal life at work, or work issues in a social environment. American and British people working in German companies were surprised by the way that their colleagues could work together for twenty-five years and never once address each other by their first names, or use the personal pronoun "du" (the intimate form of "you"), and by the fact that they might know next to nothing about each other's private lives. Things have lightened up since those days, but an element of this remains, particularly among the older generation. To people who are used to forming many of their friendships, and even romantic relationships, with colleagues at the office, this separation of work and social life can be quite frustrating, but for the Germans it is perfectly natural. Quite simply, they have another system.
Friendship means something quite special to the Germans and its not a term they use lightly. Most Germans have a small, closely knit circle of friends, and a wider network of acquaintances. Their friendships are generally formed at school and university, and are often quite local. American and British people tend to have more friends, but the relationship is often looser. For the German friendships are made much more slowly, but once made are closer and last for life. So it is important for visitors to Germany to recognise that friendships are not made quickly or casually, and are not formed in the office. It is also important to remember that the Germans keep private and public life separate.
That would be jarring.
My former housemate took German while she was working on her PhD, she similarly obsessed over how adorbs it was.
I'm picturing an office conversation with a random Anglophone dropped into the mix. Or maybe two.
Rupert: Oi there 'ans! 'ow's it?
Hans: Mmmpf
Sean: I tell ya wat dood. This is some wicked good coffee.
Rupert: Oi fink the tea's be'ah to be quoite honest.
Sean: Hans, dood, waddaya do fer fun? Roops an' I are thinkin' of goin' out and gettin' wicked shitfaced at Oktobahfist.
Hans: :blank stare:
Rupert: Oi, mate, youw aww roight?
Sean: Hey I was just thinkin' why do you call Munich Munchen? Do they have a lotta snacks theyah?
Hans: Your talkink is inappropriate.
Rupert: Sorry mate.
Sean: We'll stop the swearin' sorry
Hans: No, your talkink at all is inappropriate! You're makink me talk too! :argh!:
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 15, 2014, 04:36:10 AM
My former housemate took German while she was working on her PhD, she similarly obsessed over how adorbs it was.
It's so much fun! The grammar can be a bit annoying compared to English, but not too bad. Not Latin bad.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on July 15, 2014, 04:34:21 AM
Quote from: The Suu on July 15, 2014, 04:28:57 AM
Maybe this helps:
QuoteEnglish-speaking people find it quite easy to mix their business and social lives, to talk about their jobs at a cocktail party or mix with colleagues in a social setting. Until recently this was not the case in Germany, where business and social life were kept quite separate, and it was even considered inappropriate to discuss one's personal life at work, or work issues in a social environment. American and British people working in German companies were surprised by the way that their colleagues could work together for twenty-five years and never once address each other by their first names, or use the personal pronoun "du" (the intimate form of "you"), and by the fact that they might know next to nothing about each other's private lives. Things have lightened up since those days, but an element of this remains, particularly among the older generation. To people who are used to forming many of their friendships, and even romantic relationships, with colleagues at the office, this separation of work and social life can be quite frustrating, but for the Germans it is perfectly natural. Quite simply, they have another system.
Friendship means something quite special to the Germans and its not a term they use lightly. Most Germans have a small, closely knit circle of friends, and a wider network of acquaintances. Their friendships are generally formed at school and university, and are often quite local. American and British people tend to have more friends, but the relationship is often looser. For the German friendships are made much more slowly, but once made are closer and last for life. So it is important for visitors to Germany to recognise that friendships are not made quickly or casually, and are not formed in the office. It is also important to remember that the Germans keep private and public life separate.
That would be jarring.
It's just how they're wired. They're a culture of efficiency, always have been. The Romans couldn't cross the Rhine easily for a reason.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on July 15, 2014, 04:46:16 AM
I'm picturing an office conversation with a random Anglophone dropped into the mix. Or maybe two.
Rupert: Oi there 'ans! 'ow's it?
Hans: Mmmpf
Sean: I tell ya wat dood. This is some wicked good coffee.
Rupert: Oi fink the tea's be'ah to be quoite honest.
Sean: Hans, dood, waddaya do fer fun? Roops an' I are thinkin' of goin' out and gettin' wicked shitfaced at Oktobahfist.
Hans: :blank stare:
Rupert: Oi, mate, youw aww roight?
Sean: Hey I was just thinkin' why do you call Munich Munchen? Do they have a lotta snacks theyah?
Hans: Your talkink is inappropriate.
Rupert: Sorry mate.
Sean: We'll stop the swearin' sorry
Hans: No, your talkink at all is inappropriate! You're makink me talk too! :argh!:
This is exactly why they declared war against England and the US. Twice.
Quote from: The Suu on July 15, 2014, 04:49:01 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on July 15, 2014, 04:46:16 AM
I'm picturing an office conversation with a random Anglophone dropped into the mix. Or maybe two.
Rupert: Oi there 'ans! 'ow's it?
Hans: Mmmpf
Sean: I tell ya wat dood. This is some wicked good coffee.
Rupert: Oi fink the tea's be'ah to be quoite honest.
Sean: Hans, dood, waddaya do fer fun? Roops an' I are thinkin' of goin' out and gettin' wicked shitfaced at Oktobahfist.
Hans: :blank stare:
Rupert: Oi, mate, youw aww roight?
Sean: Hey I was just thinkin' why do you call Munich Munchen? Do they have a lotta snacks theyah?
Hans: Your talkink is inappropriate.
Rupert: Sorry mate.
Sean: We'll stop the swearin' sorry
Hans: No, your talkink at all is inappropriate! You're makink me talk too! :argh!:
This is exactly why they declared war against England and the US. Twice.
And lost, presumably.
Italy: Um.... Little help?
Germany: Vat did vee say about zee talkink?!?!
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on July 15, 2014, 04:51:03 AM
Quote from: The Suu on July 15, 2014, 04:49:01 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on July 15, 2014, 04:46:16 AM
I'm picturing an office conversation with a random Anglophone dropped into the mix. Or maybe two.
Rupert: Oi there 'ans! 'ow's it?
Hans: Mmmpf
Sean: I tell ya wat dood. This is some wicked good coffee.
Rupert: Oi fink the tea's be'ah to be quoite honest.
Sean: Hans, dood, waddaya do fer fun? Roops an' I are thinkin' of goin' out and gettin' wicked shitfaced at Oktobahfist.
Hans: :blank stare:
Rupert: Oi, mate, youw aww roight?
Sean: Hey I was just thinkin' why do you call Munich Munchen? Do they have a lotta snacks theyah?
Hans: Your talkink is inappropriate.
Rupert: Sorry mate.
Sean: We'll stop the swearin' sorry
Hans: No, your talkink at all is inappropriate! You're makink me talk too! :argh!:
This is exactly why they declared war against England and the US. Twice.
And lost, presumably.
Italy: Um.... Little help?
Germany: Vat did vee say about zee talkink?!?!
Yeah, but if they would have won, we'd all be speaking the most badass language full of obnoxious Mammutwörter ever. And have a sharp dressed military. I mean, I hate Nazis. They're bad people...but their tailor was top notch. I could have been a Donaudampfschiffahrtsgesellschaftskapitän.
...Okay I'll stop now. I need to schlafen.
It's a petty pleasure, but when dealing with bullshit paper it can amuse.
Management meeting minutes today include the following notes/additions:
SECURITY
We employ the filthiest rogues and scoundrels in the land. If we find we're missing anything DM will grab the nearest and shake by the ankles until whatever we're missing falls out.
COMMUNITY ISSUES
The local populace are sub-human and are incapable of raising a complaint or their arms above their shoulders.
LEARNING EVENTS
That cafe was fucking foul. Gave me the shits.
DISCIPLINARY PROCEDURE
If steve doesn't stop whistling that fucking song I'm going to beat him with a rake.
It's a 6 page thing. There's maybe 3/4 areas that actually need attention. The rest is just "has X done his job, which is Y". Strangely, the answer is always "yes" as a "no" would probably lead to the sack because you've done something stupid and/or illegal.
Nigel, thanks for the add, but I was able to tolerate The Discordian Society on my feed for about 30 seconds before quitting. :lulz:
I just went off on a diatribe on how Israel is Outremer and we're still fighting the Crusades.
Expecting a fantastic "You're anti-Semitic!" ad hominem in 5...4...3...2...
Quote from: The Suu on July 15, 2014, 01:44:46 PM
I just went off on a diatribe on how Israel is Outremer and we're still fighting the Crusades.
Expecting a fantastic "You're anti-Semitic!" ad hominem in 5...4...3...2...
Really, is there anyone out there who can with a straight face say Isreal isn't acting like some kind of Ogre?
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on July 15, 2014, 12:48:09 PM
Nigel, thanks for the add, but I was able to tolerate The Discordian Society on my feed for about 30 seconds before quitting. :lulz:
You're a stronger man than I am.
About 15 seconds stronger. :lulz:
Is it common for UK guy to go shirtless? In Ireland even in the warmest of summers you wouldn't see guys walking through a town without a shirt on
Oh you poor soul.
You're in for some severe culture shock shortly. Have you seen these people on a bank holiday weekend yet? Tip - Stay away from anywhere that sells booze. Which is pretty much everywhere.
Thursday and Friday from about 5 pm in the town here seems to be an open air drinkfest. Is it legal to drink out doors here?
Quote from: Faust on July 15, 2014, 02:45:03 PM
Is it common for UK guy to go shirtless? In Ireland even in the warmest of summers you wouldn't see guys walking through a town without a shirt on
I saw a shirtless woman in Portland the other day. When it's oppressive heat versus prudishness...
Quote from: Faust on July 15, 2014, 02:55:26 PM
Thursday and Friday from about 5 pm in the town here seems to be an open air drinkfest. Is it legal to drink out doors here?
I think you need to start a journal in an anthropological tone.
"Day 3: Many of the indigenous males travel in packs, abandoning their mate-signaling plumage while engaging in ritual acts of chemical ignorance."
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on July 15, 2014, 02:57:48 PM
Quote from: Faust on July 15, 2014, 02:45:03 PM
Is it common for UK guy to go shirtless? In Ireland even in the warmest of summers you wouldn't see guys walking through a town without a shirt on
I saw a shirtless woman in Portland the other day. When it's oppressive heat versus prudishness...
I was here with my parasol, sun dress and lace gloves when shirtless man passed by and I nearly passed out from shock.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 15, 2014, 02:58:14 PM
Quote from: Faust on July 15, 2014, 02:55:26 PM
Thursday and Friday from about 5 pm in the town here seems to be an open air drinkfest. Is it legal to drink out doors here?
I think you need to start a journal in an anthropological tone.
"Day 3: Many of the indigenous males travel in packs, abandoning their mate-signaling plumage while engaging in ritual acts of chemical ignorance."
It will start like that and descend into a HP lovecraft narrator tone.
Quote from: Faust on July 15, 2014, 03:00:06 PM
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on July 15, 2014, 02:57:48 PM
Quote from: Faust on July 15, 2014, 02:45:03 PM
Is it common for UK guy to go shirtless? In Ireland even in the warmest of summers you wouldn't see guys walking through a town without a shirt on
I saw a shirtless woman in Portland the other day. When it's oppressive heat versus prudishness...
I was here with my parasol, sun dress and lace gloves when shirtless man passed by and I nearly passed out from shock.
:lol:
Quote from: Faust on July 15, 2014, 03:02:00 PM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 15, 2014, 02:58:14 PM
Quote from: Faust on July 15, 2014, 02:55:26 PM
Thursday and Friday from about 5 pm in the town here seems to be an open air drinkfest. Is it legal to drink out doors here?
I think you need to start a journal in an anthropological tone.
"Day 3: Many of the indigenous males travel in packs, abandoning their mate-signaling plumage while engaging in ritual acts of chemical ignorance."
It will start like that and descend into a HP lovecraft narrator tone.
YESYESYESYESYES
Quote from: Faust on July 15, 2014, 03:00:06 PM
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on July 15, 2014, 02:57:48 PM
Quote from: Faust on July 15, 2014, 02:45:03 PM
Is it common for UK guy to go shirtless? In Ireland even in the warmest of summers you wouldn't see guys walking through a town without a shirt on
I saw a shirtless woman in Portland the other day. When it's oppressive heat versus prudishness...
I was here with my parasol, sun dress and lace gloves when shirtless man passed by and I nearly passed out from shock.
I'm glad to see SOMEONE still has a sense of propriety in this boorish world...of course I'm also glad to see bare breasts in public.
So, it's kind of a wash.
Quote from: Faust on July 15, 2014, 03:02:00 PM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 15, 2014, 02:58:14 PM
Quote from: Faust on July 15, 2014, 02:55:26 PM
Thursday and Friday from about 5 pm in the town here seems to be an open air drinkfest. Is it legal to drink out doors here?
I think you need to start a journal in an anthropological tone.
"Day 3: Many of the indigenous males travel in packs, abandoning their mate-signaling plumage while engaging in ritual acts of chemical ignorance."
It will start like that and descend into a HP lovecraft narrator tone.
Please do this. You won't even have to plan the descent.
Legality of outdoor drinking varies from place to place and on the availability of the local police. Try watching the crowd at the end of any sporting event round there. It's horrific.
Sure I'll keep a log as I spot things.
Just wait until you see their winter dress sense.
From what I've seen, there are some folk who just wear shorts and fuck all else all year.
Middle of winter? Pissing rain? Hail? Shorts. Just can't go wrong with the "only shorts" look. It's a modern classic.
Flip-flops optional. But strongly preferred.
Male shirtlessness in the summer is not uncommon in the US either. I suspect that it's just never occurred to the Irish to do so. Or the Pope made a rule awhile back or something and everyone just forgot that wearing a shirt at all times was a thing.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on July 15, 2014, 04:20:01 PM
Male shirtlessness in the summer is not uncommon in the US either. I suspect that it's just never occurred to the Irish to do so. Or the Pope made a rule awhile back or something and everyone just forgot that wearing a shirt at all times was a thing.
Its probably part prudish, part lack of sun, part pasty ginger skin that cremates under ambient light.
Quote from: Faust on July 15, 2014, 04:21:29 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on July 15, 2014, 04:20:01 PM
Male shirtlessness in the summer is not uncommon in the US either. I suspect that it's just never occurred to the Irish to do so. Or the Pope made a rule awhile back or something and everyone just forgot that wearing a shirt at all times was a thing.
Its probably part prudish, part lack of sun, part pasty ginger skin that cremates under ambient light.
The skin is not a small consideration. I've only gone shirtless on the street once, and that's when I jogged with my roommate from work to home in the middle of summer. That was also the day I decided that I didn't like jogging in the summer.
Daywalkers, the lot of you. Just like my husband.
I for one, enjoy my melanin-producing greasy Italian/Black Irish skin in the summer. I walk outside and turn brown.
Gah, date has been set for my orientation at UNH.
:hitlerbanjo: <---History!
My brain feels like a rusty harpoon that is also on fire. I view this as a notable improvement.
I am going to soak this entire state in Kerosene before I leave.
Quote from: Alty on July 15, 2014, 08:05:25 PM
My brain feels like a rusty harpoon that is also on fire. I view this as a notable improvement.
I am going to soak this entire state in Kerosene before I leave.
I tried that with Rhode Island. Richter ended up sharpening the kerosene and harnessing it for nefarious purposes.
Have you decided where you want to land, yet?
Quote from: The Suu on July 15, 2014, 08:23:41 PM
Quote from: Alty on July 15, 2014, 08:05:25 PM
My brain feels like a rusty harpoon that is also on fire. I view this as a notable improvement.
I am going to soak this entire state in Kerosene before I leave.
I tried that with Rhode Island. Richter ended up sharpening the kerosene and harnessing it for nefarious purposes.
Have you decided where you want to land, yet?
Probably Oregon. Dunno where and there are too many variables to stick to a plan.
However, I now have access to really cheap plane tickets and will be able to adventure a bit soon. I might take a Spag tour.
I would like to visit the east coast in the near future.
Quote from: Alty on July 15, 2014, 08:28:25 PM
I would like to visit the east coast in the near future.
Let us know, we've hosted spags from around the world and given them the dime tour. What, with the WOMP Transport Tubes system and all.
Quote from: The Suu on July 15, 2014, 08:32:37 PM
Quote from: Alty on July 15, 2014, 08:28:25 PM
I would like to visit the east coast in the near future.
Let us know, we've hosted spags from around the world and given them the dime tour. What, with the WOMP Transport Tubes system and all.
I will do that! Thanks!
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on July 15, 2014, 12:48:09 PM
Nigel, thanks for the add, but I was able to tolerate The Discordian Society on my feed for about 30 seconds before quitting. :lulz:
And this is the NEW one... the original one apparently got shut down. It was even shittier. :lulz:
Every time shit starts between Hamas and Israel, my Facebook turns into a slew of warmongers. Then I come in, all cool with the history facts, and get called a commie libtard.
Cool story bro. That's 6 people on my friends list I don't need, anyway.
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Doctor time again.
My blood sugar is still perfect, despite my filthy Pepsi habit. Although I have been warned of potential retaliation from my kidneys. Those pussies.
However, I have to go back in two weeks to have the doc dig around in my lady garden and for biopsies of the thing that wasn't an issue when I was concerned about it the first time. Now it's a problem. Duh-hur. Duh-hur.
Also, my ex is being a giant douche canoe.
Quote from: Alty on July 15, 2014, 08:05:25 PM
My brain feels like a rusty harpoon that is also on fire. I view this as a notable improvement.
I am going to soak this entire state in Kerosene before I leave.
Need help? I can PayPal you $$ for more kerosene. Are you just visiting Oregon or have you finally fought your way free of Hell's frozen core?
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 16, 2014, 02:16:42 AM
However, I have to go back in two weeks to have the doc dig around in my lady garden and for biopsies of the thing that wasn't an issue when I was concerned about it the first time. Now it's a problem. Duh-hur. Duh-hur.
Colposcopies SUCK. Get ready for 30 minutes of awkward conversation interrupted by, "This may make you cramp a bit." Take 4 Advil an hour before you go in. Seriously. I hope it's nothing and you don't need to go in for frequent snips. If it gets more fucked up, PM me, been there. 2 years of hell.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 16, 2014, 02:22:26 AM
Quote from: Alty on July 15, 2014, 08:05:25 PM
My brain feels like a rusty harpoon that is also on fire. I view this as a notable improvement.
I am going to soak this entire state in Kerosene before I leave.
Need help? I can PayPal you $$ for more kerosene. Are you just visiting Oregon or have you finally fought your way free of Hell's frozen core?
Soon I should manage regular travel outside, Oregon is where I will probably end up permanently. But the latter will probably be in 3 years.
Many variables outside my control.
Quote from: Alty on July 16, 2014, 03:04:50 AM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 16, 2014, 02:22:26 AM
Quote from: Alty on July 15, 2014, 08:05:25 PM
My brain feels like a rusty harpoon that is also on fire. I view this as a notable improvement.
I am going to soak this entire state in Kerosene before I leave.
Need help? I can PayPal you $$ for more kerosene. Are you just visiting Oregon or have you finally fought your way free of Hell's frozen core?
Soon I should manage regular travel outside, Oregon is where I will probably end up permanently. But the latter will probably be in 3 years.
Many variables outside my control.
That's what I thought I remembered you saying. Kid's mom, etc. I was hoping something had accelerated that time table. Sorry, man. On the plus side, by the time you get there, I should have a couch for you; should you need it. :D
Quote from: The Suu on July 16, 2014, 03:04:24 AM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 16, 2014, 02:16:42 AM
However, I have to go back in two weeks to have the doc dig around in my lady garden and for biopsies of the thing that wasn't an issue when I was concerned about it the first time. Now it's a problem. Duh-hur. Duh-hur.
Colposcopies SUCK. Get ready for 30 minutes of awkward conversation interrupted by, "This may make you cramp a bit." Take 4 Advil an hour before you go in. Seriously. I hope it's nothing and you don't need to go in for frequent snips. If it gets more fucked up, PM me, been there. 2 years of hell.
Thank you. I apologize for the crazy delay in getting you your thingummy. Although I'm thinking of getting new yarn since the stuff I have for it came from Hobby Lobby. :P
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 16, 2014, 06:07:55 AM
Quote from: Alty on July 16, 2014, 03:04:50 AM
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 16, 2014, 02:22:26 AM
Quote from: Alty on July 15, 2014, 08:05:25 PM
My brain feels like a rusty harpoon that is also on fire. I view this as a notable improvement.
I am going to soak this entire state in Kerosene before I leave.
Need help? I can PayPal you $$ for more kerosene. Are you just visiting Oregon or have you finally fought your way free of Hell's frozen core?
Soon I should manage regular travel outside, Oregon is where I will probably end up permanently. But the latter will probably be in 3 years.
Many variables outside my control.
That's what I thought I remembered you saying. Kid's mom, etc. I was hoping something had accelerated that time table. Sorry, man. On the plus side, by the time you get there, I should have a couch for you; should you need it. :D
Aww thanks! If nothing else it would be super rad to meet you, CPD.
Quote from: The Suu on July 15, 2014, 11:06:53 PM
Every time shit starts between Hamas and Israel, my Facebook turns into a slew of warmongers. Then I come in, all cool with the history facts, and get called a commie libtard.
Cool story bro. That's 6 people on my friends list I don't need, anyway.
Next time, argue that Palestinians need US arms to combat Israeli aggression.
When the inevitable shitstorm starts, point out that this is in fact US policy towards Al-Qaeda in Syria and the Assad government.
Quote from: Cain on July 16, 2014, 09:26:12 AM
Quote from: The Suu on July 15, 2014, 11:06:53 PM
Every time shit starts between Hamas and Israel, my Facebook turns into a slew of warmongers. Then I come in, all cool with the history facts, and get called a commie libtard.
Cool story bro. That's 6 people on my friends list I don't need, anyway.
Next time, argue that Palestinians need US arms to combat Israeli aggression.
When the inevitable shitstorm starts, point out that this is in fact US policy towards Al-Qaeda in Syria and the Assad government.
You sir, are an evil man, and that is why we all like you.
Oh, and my blood work wasn't perfect. It appears I have minor hypothyroidism. This actually explains way too much about how fucking miserable, lazy, and puffy I've been in the last few years. And why I can't lose more than 30lbs, and then put weight back on faster than I lose it.
I deferred treatment for 3 months for another lab, since it's not a serious issue at the moment and I just do not have time to go in right now. But I'm wondering, the more and more I read up on this, that I should make time, and see about treatment options sooner. Not just for the vanity of my ass size, but my mood and such.
Mood is much more important than a lot of people realize. I dunno what needs to be done other than medication, but if it isn't more than a few more trips to the doc/pharmacy, I'd suggest you act on that now.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 16, 2014, 02:29:32 PM
Mood is much more important than a lot of people realize. I dunno what needs to be done other than medication, but if it isn't more than a few more trips to the doc/pharmacy, I'd suggest you act on that now.
I'm talking to Bearman about it on FB. Basically they will prescribe me a low dosage of hormone for 6 months, then I go back, they test me, raise the dosage, ad nauseam until they find the right dosage for me for my system to be stable. It's pretty easy to take care of and they know a lot about it now. I'll talk to my husband when he gets home about changing my waiting period over to a doctor's visit next week before we leave for Pennsic. The pills aren't going to make me loopy or anything, and take a few months to kick in. So I'd rather start school and deal with his deployment with a level head.
First flounce over. Can't stay away from this f'kin place.
Quote from: Allfader Waffles on July 16, 2014, 02:53:19 PM
First flounce over. Can't stay away from this f'kin place.
We're like shingles, dude. No matter how much you try to keep your stress levels down, the virus always comes back and spreads like wild fire into your eye.
Quote from: Allfader Waffles on July 16, 2014, 02:53:19 PM
First flounce over. Can't stay away from this f'kin place.
Wait, you flounced?
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 16, 2014, 03:04:16 PM
Quote from: Allfader Waffles on July 16, 2014, 02:53:19 PM
First flounce over. Can't stay away from this f'kin place.
Wait, you flounced?
Yeah, that.
I thought the only recent flounce was Roger? Which is actually a genuine shame.
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 16, 2014, 03:16:38 PM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 16, 2014, 03:04:16 PM
Quote from: Allfader Waffles on July 16, 2014, 02:53:19 PM
First flounce over. Can't stay away from this f'kin place.
Wait, you flounced?
Yeah, that.
I thought the only recent flounce was Roger? Which is actually a genuine shame.
I think also that really talented artist woman with the tentacle face that did the Big Words thing flounced.
I think all these flounces from this recent trolling are a genuine shame. :sad:
Quote from: trix on July 16, 2014, 04:02:36 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 16, 2014, 03:16:38 PM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 16, 2014, 03:04:16 PM
Quote from: Allfader Waffles on July 16, 2014, 02:53:19 PM
First flounce over. Can't stay away from this f'kin place.
Wait, you flounced?
Yeah, that.
I thought the only recent flounce was Roger? Which is actually a genuine shame.
I think also that really talented artist woman with the tentacle face that did the Big Words thing flounced.
I think all these flounces from this recent trolling are a genuine shame. :sad:
Yeah. I have no idea what the fuckin' deal is, Pope Moron was by no means a good enough troll to generate that level of butthurt. I'm blaming the full moon. My boyfriend thinks I'm pissed at him, too, because he made a smart-ass know-it-all comment on Facebook last night, I made one back and then went to bed, and then Facebook wouldn't let him see mine so he thought I'd blocked him from seeing it, which doesn't even make sense.
Plus half my friends are having marital problems and my ex is being a RAGING UNREASONABLE DICK for no apparent reason. WTF world. This is bullshit.
Sounds like business as usual on Planet Houston to me.
Huh, all quiet on the East Coast front. Except for this front. Thanks Polar Vortex/El Nino/Obama. It couldn't fucking wait 2 weeks until we were all camping out in a field in the middle of Pennsylvania. Nope.
is the name change function switched off?
Very possibly, pixay.
balls.
Well don't i look fucking daft?
:makes a general wave of hellos:
Glad you're back.
i even switched the forum theme to attempt to see better where it might've gone! :belgian:
also- good to see you Alty!
i also marked all messages read.
SHIT! FUCK! DAMN!
Is that...is this? Zippletits Dutchbag?
Wrong European, EoC.
I can't even speak belgian
Quote from: I'll get my coat. on July 17, 2014, 02:27:12 AM
Wrong European, EoC.
I can't even speak belgian
There is only one European. The rest of them murdered and ate one another in the coming bad times.
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on July 17, 2014, 02:29:56 AM
Quote from: I'll get my coat. on July 17, 2014, 02:27:12 AM
Wrong European, EoC.
I can't even speak belgian
There is only one European. The rest of them murdered and ate one another in the coming bad times.
It's Pix.
Quote from: I'll get my coat. on July 17, 2014, 02:31:42 AM
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on July 17, 2014, 02:29:56 AM
Quote from: I'll get my coat. on July 17, 2014, 02:27:12 AM
Wrong European, EoC.
I can't even speak belgian
There is only one European. The rest of them murdered and ate one another in the coming bad times.
It's Pix.
I wouldn't admit to that. Some other Eurospag is going to chop off your head to steal your power. There can be only one.
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on July 17, 2014, 02:34:36 AM
Quote from: I'll get my coat. on July 17, 2014, 02:31:42 AM
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on July 17, 2014, 02:29:56 AM
Quote from: I'll get my coat. on July 17, 2014, 02:27:12 AM
Wrong European, EoC.
I can't even speak belgian
There is only one European. The rest of them murdered and ate one another in the coming bad times.
It's Pix.
I wouldn't admit to that. Some other Eurospag is going to chop off your head to steal your power. There can be only one.
it's ok. I can throw Payne in front of me before i ready my attack. he's Canadian.
I leave for Pennsic in a week and a half. I still have 25 ordered garments to sew, plus whatever I can finish for the husband and myself. If I put in a full day at the machine, I can do 5-6 garments. So they WILL get done, I just need to fucking DO IT.
I am mentally and physically exhausted, and no matter how much I fight to stay awake to work, it's not happening. I have no idea if this is the thyroid or not now, or just me being fucking lazy. I definitely am less motivated than I was 2 years ago when I started this gig full time. I'm just done.
The recent whatever the fuck with that lame troll resulted in name changing being switched off.
So my ex is just being weird. Won't give the kids bus fare to get home, wants me to reimburse him half of the oldest's tuition fee from last term, I don't fucking get it. 1. He hasn't paid child support in over a year, and 2. as far as I'm aware his sister paid it out of the college fund.
World's gone fucking mad.
Yup.
Only one solution: buffalo kerosene.
I just want to go hide in a hole in the ground. Fuck all of this, forever. I'm waiting for the next person to be fucking pissed off at me because I'm not meeting their unspoken expectations, or doing enough for their ego, or whatever.
I've changed the name settings, so you should be able to edit them again.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 17, 2014, 04:47:31 AM
I just want to go hide in a hole in the ground. Fuck all of this, forever. I'm waiting for the next person to be fucking pissed off at me because I'm not meeting their unspoken expectations, or doing enough for their ego, or whatever.
Your ex can have all the unspoken expectations he wants, but he can die in a fucking fire as far as I'm concerned. Whoever snipped off his balls and made him think that this is okay has another thing coming.
I've just used my A0 Printer for something actually work related.
I'm disgusted with myself.
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 17, 2014, 12:50:26 PM
I've just used my A0 Printer for something actually work related.
I'm disgusted with myself.
I really gotta get me one of those. And a huge scanner.
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 17, 2014, 12:50:26 PM
I've just used my A0 Printer for something actually work related.
I'm disgusted with myself.
I can help!
Quote from: I'll get my coat. on July 17, 2014, 02:31:42 AM
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on July 17, 2014, 02:29:56 AM
Quote from: I'll get my coat. on July 17, 2014, 02:27:12 AM
Wrong European, EoC.
I can't even speak belgian
There is only one European. The rest of them murdered and ate one another in the coming bad times.
It's Pix.
You can check out anytime you like, but you can never leave...
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 17, 2014, 04:47:31 AM
I just want to go hide in a hole in the ground. Fuck all of this, forever. I'm waiting for the next person to be fucking pissed off at me because I'm not meeting their unspoken expectations, or doing enough for their ego, or whatever.
I'm pissed off at you for
exceeding my unspoken expectations :argh!:
Also, you keep being nice to me which confuses my ego :argh!:
I fucking love arguing with people about immigration. Especially when I bring up the fact that my great-grandfather was an illegal. :lulz:
Who here is playing robocraft?
All the fun of playing with lego without any of the storage or clean-up issues!
Also, lasers, explosions and teamwork, although the teamwork is theoretical at the moment, most people adopt a CHARGE!!!! tactic.
Quote from: The Suu on July 17, 2014, 04:40:29 PM
I fucking love arguing with people about immigration. Especially when I bring up the fact that my great-grandfather was an illegal. :lulz:
Heh, well played. More americans should use that one. I'm sure that going back 5 generations there are not a lot of americans without an illegal in the ancestry.
Quote from: Regret on July 17, 2014, 04:42:00 PM
Who here is playing robocraft?
All the fun of playing with lego without any of the storage or clean-up issues!
Also, lasers, explosions and teamwork, although the teamwork is theoretical at the moment, most people adopt a CHARGE!!!! tactic.
Quote from: The Suu on July 17, 2014, 04:40:29 PM
I fucking love arguing with people about immigration. Especially when I bring up the fact that my great-grandfather was an illegal. :lulz:
Heh, well played. More americans should use that one. I'm sure that going back 5 generations there are not a lot of americans without an illegal in the ancestry.
I think prior to 1919, there was no such thing. People would just get off the boat, and start their life. My great-grandfather came over in the 20s, fleeing the mob in Sicily, landed somewhere on Long Island, took and Irish last name and assimilated. Lol.
Quote from: I'll get my coat. on July 17, 2014, 01:47:16 AM
is the name change function switched off?
Apologies. It is now on.
Why, hello there!
Back, just like always. Hell, I've been here for old work and using the PM system as a scratch pad, so it wasn't terribly honest for me to pretend I was "gone".
I'm done being mad, but I'd be lying if I said things haven't changed a bit. This will be the last word I have on the subject, I am not interested in dragging the corpse around behind me all fucking year, and I am no longer interested in discussing it.
Still, it's good to see you back.
So, in other news the world is fucked and utterly horrible. More at 11.
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 17, 2014, 05:54:43 PM
Still, it's good to see you back.
So, in other news the world is fucked and utterly horrible. More at 11.
Yeah, this fucking coffee TKN made is making everything BAD. It makes me want to join Al Qaeda.
Congratulations!
You've just successfully joined your 50th watch-list! To celebrate our agents will be round to inspect your arse for terrorist, drugs or anti-american sentiment. We suggest you shower now, you won't many for the next few years.
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 17, 2014, 06:11:12 PM
Congratulations!
You've just successfully joined your 50th watch-list! To celebrate our agents will be round to inspect your arse for terrorist, drugs or anti-american sentiment. We suggest you shower now, you won't many for the next few years.
I won't need to. That's what waterboarding is for. Camp X-Ray is a Holiday Park for lazy people.
All you can drink! All the time!
For FREE!
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 17, 2014, 06:15:02 PM
All you can drink! All the time!
Or at least at random intervals.
In any case, this coffee is shit. It's really that bad.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 17, 2014, 04:54:38 PM
Back, just like always. Hell, I've been here for old work and using the PM system as a scratch pad, so it wasn't terribly honest for me to pretend I was "gone".
I'm done being mad, but I'd be lying if I said things haven't changed a bit. This will be the last word I have on the subject, I am not interested in dragging the corpse around behind me all fucking year, and I am no longer interested in discussing it.
Welcome back!
Have you been watching your (I forget what you were calling him, motivation guy?) closely? He might just finally have broken and shat in the kettle.
Which, incidentally, is one of the most incredible bouts of office revenge I have ever had the good luck to be warned about.
Quote from: trix on July 17, 2014, 06:16:06 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 17, 2014, 04:54:38 PM
Back, just like always. Hell, I've been here for old work and using the PM system as a scratch pad, so it wasn't terribly honest for me to pretend I was "gone".
I'm done being mad, but I'd be lying if I said things haven't changed a bit. This will be the last word I have on the subject, I am not interested in dragging the corpse around behind me all fucking year, and I am no longer interested in discussing it.
Welcome back!
Thanks.
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 17, 2014, 06:18:00 PM
Have you been watching your (I forget what you were calling him, motivation guy?) closely? He might just finally have broken and shat in the kettle.
Which, incidentally, is one of the most incredible bouts of office revenge I have ever had the good luck to be warned about.
Andrew is out of town on business that I foisted off on him. This is totally Tiny Killer Neckbeard's bad.
I am still stuck as my hiatus name.
nvm.
Quote from: I'll get my coat. on July 17, 2014, 06:20:07 PM
I am still stuck as my hiatus name.
nvm.
Shouldn't be.
Lemme check this shit.
The cat ate 12 of my earplugs. 12.
We thought she was pregnant, but it was earplugs. That ain't right.
I thought it was just my cat that was addicted to the smell of earwax. We had to get a trash can with a closing lid in the bathroom, because she was simply destroying our used Q-Tips.
dawwww.
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This is Mimi, actually tiny and skinny as fuck but is all fluff and bear like gait.
Yeah, that makes sense.
And is gross.
This coffee is shit. It's over there in the pot making BLURK noises like the Star Wars scene on Dagobah when Luke's X-Wing sinks. I can smell it's badness from here. A thousand tastebuds cry out in agony, and then are silenced. And then George Lucas retrocons the whole thing and Greedo shot my coffee mug first. I can't take it anymore.
Also, "Harder" is the worst idea for a safeword EVER. Just trust me on this.
What the hell did TKN do to that stuff?
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 17, 2014, 07:29:32 PM
What the hell did TKN do to that stuff?
I have no idea. It's like a big mug of smallpox. It makes me want to breakdance in a room full of kittens.
There is nothing in this [first] world worse than a shitty cup of coffee.
Shitty coffee is a godsend.
Give me that dirty mud from a greasy spoon any day, a million degrees and tarnishing stainless steel spoons, burning holes in my stomach and leaving pockmarks on the floor below. I'll take free refills, thank you very much.
Tea is a far superior beverage, but it's easy to fuck that shit up
Quote from: Eater of Clowns on July 17, 2014, 07:49:23 PM
Shitty coffee is a godsend.
Give me that dirty mud from a greasy spoon any day, a million degrees and tarnishing stainless steel spoons, burning holes in my stomach and leaving pockmarks on the floor below. I'll take free refills, thank you very much.
I can see through it and it still goes BLURK.
Recalculating...
Recalculating...
Recalculating...
Quote from: Pope Pixie Pickle on July 17, 2014, 07:51:04 PM
Tea is a far superior beverage, but it's easy to fuck that shit up
I was ruined on tea by Canada.
Quote from: Pope Pixie Pickle on July 17, 2014, 07:51:04 PM
Tea is a far superior beverage, but it's easy to fuck that shit up
I have fucked up many a cup of tea. 2 seconds too long and green tea goes from delicious to grass.
Quote from: The Suu on July 17, 2014, 07:59:07 PM
Quote from: Pope Pixie Pickle on July 17, 2014, 07:51:04 PM
Tea is a far superior beverage, but it's easy to fuck that shit up
I have fucked up many a cup of tea. 2 seconds too long and green tea goes from delicious to grass.
yea, water temp is a factor, you gotta leave the water cool for a couple minutes for green and white tea, or you'll scorch it and make it a hot tannin-y mess
I have 2 orders I can blow through today, and neither of them have given me measurements yet. I need...2 measurements. They're Roman tunics, dudes. Come on now. Ugh, at least I can get their togas done. I just need to find 6-9 yards worth of floor.
Quote from: Regret on July 17, 2014, 04:32:49 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 17, 2014, 04:47:31 AM
I just want to go hide in a hole in the ground. Fuck all of this, forever. I'm waiting for the next person to be fucking pissed off at me because I'm not meeting their unspoken expectations, or doing enough for their ego, or whatever.
I'm pissed off at you for exceeding my unspoken expectations :argh!:
Also, you keep being nice to me which confuses my ego :argh!:
:lol:
Quote from: The Suu on July 17, 2014, 12:49:05 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 17, 2014, 04:47:31 AM
I just want to go hide in a hole in the ground. Fuck all of this, forever. I'm waiting for the next person to be fucking pissed off at me because I'm not meeting their unspoken expectations, or doing enough for their ego, or whatever.
Your ex can have all the unspoken expectations he wants, but he can die in a fucking fire as far as I'm concerned. Whoever snipped off his balls and made him think that this is okay has another thing coming.
I just made a mediation appointment. I hope to god he'll attend. If he doesn't I have to open a case against him, and that's pretty much the last thing on earth I want to deal with when all I want him to do is co-parent. You know, cooperatively and stuff.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 17, 2014, 08:52:07 PM
Quote from: The Suu on July 17, 2014, 12:49:05 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 17, 2014, 04:47:31 AM
I just want to go hide in a hole in the ground. Fuck all of this, forever. I'm waiting for the next person to be fucking pissed off at me because I'm not meeting their unspoken expectations, or doing enough for their ego, or whatever.
Your ex can have all the unspoken expectations he wants, but he can die in a fucking fire as far as I'm concerned. Whoever snipped off his balls and made him think that this is okay has another thing coming.
I just made a mediation appointment. I hope to god he'll attend. If he doesn't I have to open a case against him, and that's pretty much the last thing on earth I want to deal with when all I want him to do is co-parent. You know, cooperatively and stuff.
Is he this asinine usually?
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 17, 2014, 04:54:38 PM
Back, just like always. Hell, I've been here for old work and using the PM system as a scratch pad, so it wasn't terribly honest for me to pretend I was "gone".
I'm done being mad, but I'd be lying if I said things haven't changed a bit. This will be the last word I have on the subject, I am not interested in dragging the corpse around behind me all fucking year, and I am no longer interested in discussing it.
I'm not sure if you're still upset with me specifically, but if you are, I'm sorry for disappointing you.
Quote from: The Suu on July 17, 2014, 08:54:53 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 17, 2014, 08:52:07 PM
Quote from: The Suu on July 17, 2014, 12:49:05 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 17, 2014, 04:47:31 AM
I just want to go hide in a hole in the ground. Fuck all of this, forever. I'm waiting for the next person to be fucking pissed off at me because I'm not meeting their unspoken expectations, or doing enough for their ego, or whatever.
Your ex can have all the unspoken expectations he wants, but he can die in a fucking fire as far as I'm concerned. Whoever snipped off his balls and made him think that this is okay has another thing coming.
I just made a mediation appointment. I hope to god he'll attend. If he doesn't I have to open a case against him, and that's pretty much the last thing on earth I want to deal with when all I want him to do is co-parent. You know, cooperatively and stuff.
Is he this asinine usually?
Yes, but most commonly he directs his asininity to fucking up other aspects of his life and alienating other people. It's been several years since he was this much of a prick toward me, specifically.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 17, 2014, 08:59:14 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 17, 2014, 04:54:38 PM
Back, just like always. Hell, I've been here for old work and using the PM system as a scratch pad, so it wasn't terribly honest for me to pretend I was "gone".
I'm done being mad, but I'd be lying if I said things haven't changed a bit. This will be the last word I have on the subject, I am not interested in dragging the corpse around behind me all fucking year, and I am no longer interested in discussing it.
I'm not sure if you're still upset with me specifically, but if you are, I'm sorry for disappointing you.
I am unsure where that's coming from.
Edit: Look at my first post in the "ADMIN" thread. Wasn't about you. I'd have done the same if a similar comment was aimed at anyone here.
Now, seriously, I'm done talking about this. I am over being upset and I plan to stay that way.
It's coming from our brief conversation on I think pages 66-67 of this thread, in which it seemed to me as if you were leaving because of something I said. If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine too.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 17, 2014, 09:46:31 PM
It's coming from our brief conversation on I think pages 66-67 of this thread, in which it seemed to me as if you were leaving because of something I said. If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine too.
No, you were right about what you were saying. The fact that I am a chump seemingly bent on setting myself up for a periodic happy-slapping is hardly
your fault. It's my fault for being dense, for having extremely poor pattern recognition skills.
It had nothing to do with that. It had to do with the events in the admin thread, and an assortment of PMs in which you did not participate. Just to be clear.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 17, 2014, 09:52:24 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 17, 2014, 09:46:31 PM
It's coming from our brief conversation on I think pages 66-67 of this thread, in which it seemed to me as if you were leaving because of something I said. If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine too.
No, you were right about what you were saying. The fact that I am a chump seemingly bent on setting myself up for a periodic happy-slapping is hardly your fault. It's my fault for being dense, for having extremely poor pattern recognition skills.
It had nothing to do with that. It had to do with the events in the admin thread, and an assortment of PMs in which you did not participate. Just to be clear.
Wow, what the fuck. Never fucking mind, I won't bother speaking to you again if this passive-aggressive disingenuous bullshit is going to be my reward.
I mean, if I'm not revolving my life around your writing, and actually like you as a person and not as a producer of entertainment, then that's you setting yourself up for a chump. Makes perfect fucking sense. Just like I only make art so my friends can ooh and ahhh over it, and not out of any inner drive or innate sense of satisfaction over it. If they fail to fully appreciate the gift I'm giving them by allowing them to be an audience for my beads and don't show me proper appreciation, they're basically backstabbing betrayers who are setting me up as a fool and I know better than to continue treating them like human beings.
Who needs friends? It's all about ADMIRERS and an AUDIENCE.
Eh... I might have missed something but I'm pretty sure that Roger's being sincere and not passive-aggressive.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 18, 2014, 12:26:47 AM
I mean, if I'm not revolving my life around your writing, and actually like you as a person and not as a producer of entertainment, then that's you setting yourself up for a chump. Makes perfect fucking sense. Just like I only make art so my friends can ooh and ahhh over it, and not out of any inner drive or innate sense of satisfaction over it. If they fail to fully appreciate the gift I'm giving them by allowing them to be an audience for my beads and don't show me proper appreciation, they're basically backstabbing betrayers who are setting me up as a fool and I know better than to continue treating them like human beings.
Who needs friends? It's all about ADMIRERS and an AUDIENCE.
Naw, that's not
entirely accurate.
I walked into the house last week talking to you on the phone, pretty damn happy because I had a chance to talk to my friend. When I hung up the phone, Jenn asked me who I was talking to. I said I had been talking to you. Keelin says "Well, get ready for a kick, then." Jenn just shook her head.
"What?"
"Every time you and Nigel get along, you get bitch-slapped, Dad. For a smart guy, you're pretty dumb. Hell, last month you were all bent out of shape because she took the time to laugh at you in public".
(bear in mind, I'm paraphrasing from memory, here.)
The very next thing you say to me? Page 66-67. I was a little out of sorts because Paes and a few others were into the story, so *I* was into the story, then everyone got busy.
You were still right, of course, and you were in the post I'm responding to. It's a character flaw that I'm going to have to deal with. But in the meantime, I look dumb as fuck to my wife and my daughter. The part that stings is that THEY are right, too.
I respect the hell out of you. You're smart and you have integrity and you have drive.
But I as I was trying to get across to you last time around, you also have an almost preternatural ability to find fracture points and a compulsion to whack 'em. And since we're being candid, I haven't really ever gotten over that laughter. I can deal with being hollered at, I don't deal with contempt too well. Or at all.
So you do what you gotta do. I'm gonna spend the next few weeks convincing my daughter that I'm not entirely a fool.
Now I'm doing garb for a king and queen of another kingdom in the limited time I have already. Because this is what happens.
I AM INVINCIBLE! :magick:
Quickly, Scrid...the COFFFEEEEEEEEEEE
(http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/190/9/0/over_caffeinated_octopus_by_qetza-d3lhweu.jpg)
I'll be in Austin until Tuesday.
Everyone be cool.
The napalm is under the sink.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 18, 2014, 04:30:29 AM
I'll be in Austin until Tuesday.
Everyone be cool.
The napalm is under the sink.
ALL I CAN FIND IS SCRATCH PROOF SPONGES.
WHYYYYY?
Quote from: Alty on July 18, 2014, 04:49:21 AM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 18, 2014, 04:30:29 AM
I'll be in Austin until Tuesday.
Everyone be cool.
The napalm is under the sink.
Because I got to it first. :fap:
ALL I CAN FIND IS SCRATCH PROOF SPONGES.
WHYYYYY?
So a close friend of mine just had her baby, 9 lbs, full head of black hair. Apparently he pooped in the womb just before the C-section and breathed it in on his first breath, so nobody can hold him yet until they do something about that. I'm told it's not a huge deal though and he will be fine.
I'm looking forward to giving the little guy hell for the rest of his life, for not even waiting until he's out of the womb before getting shitfaced!
So you're saying he popped out of the womb with a shit-eating grin?
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 18, 2014, 12:55:10 AM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 18, 2014, 12:26:47 AM
I mean, if I'm not revolving my life around your writing, and actually like you as a person and not as a producer of entertainment, then that's you setting yourself up for a chump. Makes perfect fucking sense. Just like I only make art so my friends can ooh and ahhh over it, and not out of any inner drive or innate sense of satisfaction over it. If they fail to fully appreciate the gift I'm giving them by allowing them to be an audience for my beads and don't show me proper appreciation, they're basically backstabbing betrayers who are setting me up as a fool and I know better than to continue treating them like human beings.
Who needs friends? It's all about ADMIRERS and an AUDIENCE.
Naw, that's not entirely accurate.
I walked into the house last week talking to you on the phone, pretty damn happy because I had a chance to talk to my friend. When I hung up the phone, Jenn asked me who I was talking to. I said I had been talking to you. Keelin says "Well, get ready for a kick, then." Jenn just shook her head.
"What?"
"Every time you and Nigel get along, you get bitch-slapped, Dad. For a smart guy, you're pretty dumb. Hell, last month you were all bent out of shape because she took the time to laugh at you in public".
(bear in mind, I'm paraphrasing from memory, here.)
The very next thing you say to me? Page 66-67. I was a little out of sorts because Paes and a few others were into the story, so *I* was into the story, then everyone got busy.
You were still right, of course, and you were in the post I'm responding to. It's a character flaw that I'm going to have to deal with. But in the meantime, I look dumb as fuck to my wife and my daughter. The part that stings is that THEY are right, too.
I respect the hell out of you. You're smart and you have integrity and you have drive.
But I as I was trying to get across to you last time around, you also have an almost preternatural ability to find fracture points and a compulsion to whack 'em. And since we're being candid, I haven't really ever gotten over that laughter. I can deal with being hollered at, I don't deal with contempt too well. Or at all.
So you do what you gotta do. I'm gonna spend the next few weeks convincing my daughter that I'm not entirely a fool.
Wow, seriously? I don't like getting guilt-tripped about not having time to play on the forum, so I say so, and that makes you look the fool? So, clearly it's ME doing the guilt-tripping and setting you up. Clearly, the common denominator isn't you saying shitty guilt-trippy things on the forum, it's that I respond to them.
OK then. Have a nice life.
The irony here is that one way or another, it's my lack of engagement that's creating a problem. If I only had more to give, none of this would have happened.
Seriously, I am walking away. I have enough reference points in my life to be pretty certain this is not a drama I'm generating.
Love that you're using your wife and child to shame me, that's super classy.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 18, 2014, 07:14:10 PM
Love that you're using your wife and child to shame me, that's super classy.
You initiated this conversation in public. I told you what happened.
If that rates a facebook block, etc, then okay. See you around.
(http://i.imgur.com/7OAAo.jpg)
:lulz:
I hate you and I hate this situation, LuciferX, so stop fucking making me laugh.
:argh!:
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 18, 2014, 04:30:29 AM
I'll be in Austin until Tuesday.
Everyone be cool.
The napalm is under the sink.
Grab some za from Homeslice.
My sister is cosplaying at Tampa Bay Comic Con next week. This makes me think about warning my parents to have bail money at the ready, because I pity any pervert that is going to attempt to bother her.
Quote from: The Suu on July 19, 2014, 02:22:19 PM
My sister is cosplaying at Tampa Bay Comic Con next week. This makes me think about warning my parents to have bail money at the ready, because I pity any pervert that is going to attempt to bother her.
I like you, so the one thing that pisses me off is how bondsman gets to keep that.
Note to self: Fire-up Project Bail Dominion (NFP)
I got a free ikea sofa with 2 covers today.
And then I found out from her current human that Eris, the stray who showed me her bum in 2005 and got bundled up and taken home, had feline leukemia and had to be euthanised. She lived with most of my family and Payne, but she always had a bipedal can opener who loved her and treated her well, and that's all a cat really needs. She was approximately 9 years old and semi feral.
I have a weird feeling of happy from finally making progress on the lounge and having somewhere to sit that actually deserves to be called thus. (it's starting to look like adults live here, finally!) and grief about Eris Missymoo, Princess Stinkybum. :pax:
Quote from: Pope Pixie Pickle on July 20, 2014, 01:01:01 AM
I got a free ikea sofa with 2 covers today.
And then I found out from her current human that Eris, the stray who showed me her bum in 2005 and got bundled up and taken home, had feline leukemia and had to be euthanised. She lived with most of my family and Payne, but she always had a bipedal can opener who loved her and treated her well, and that's all a cat really needs. She was approximately 9 years old and semi feral.
I have a weird feeling of happy from finally making progress on the lounge and having somewhere to sit that actually deserves to be called thus. (it's starting to look like adults live here, finally!) and grief about Eris Missymoo, Princess Stinkybum. :pax:
Congrats on IKEA couch. And I'm sorry for your loss.
Spent yesterday starting to haul shit out of my apartment and into a storage unit. LunaBF and Richter are officially awesome, and the spawn of LunaBF managed (with some difficulty) to avoid being locked into said storage unit and left to rot. (I STILL say that if we'd just tied one into each futon mattress, it would have muffled the noise for long enough.)
I hurt, today. Getting out of bed was an adventure.
Getting old is NOT for sissies.
Quote from: Luna on July 20, 2014, 02:09:29 PM
Spent yesterday starting to haul shit out of my apartment and into a storage unit. LunaBF and Richter are officially awesome, and the spawn of LunaBF managed (with some difficulty) to avoid being locked into said storage unit and left to rot. (I STILL say that if we'd just tied one into each futon mattress, it would have muffled the noise for long enough.)
I hurt, today. Getting out of bed was an adventure.
Getting old is NOT for sissies.
Mr. Suu saw the camp map today for war, "Who is Daywalker?"
So after a moment of explanation, his response was, "Oh. Little shits like that who give us awesomely nice ginger kids a bad rep. I see. Sounds like a target rich environment."
We do have carpets we can roll him in for transport back to his mother if necessary.
Spent yesterday setting up a bunkbed for the minion. The other minion got a regular bed frame. Maybe now she'll finally stay in bed and go-the-fuck-to-sleep.
(https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/87357637/2014-07-19%2019.26.14.jpg)
My think tank is submitting a report to Parliament, to do with our fancy defence strategy overhaul.
Hopefully, this means my name will be on something that gets given to MPs, which will help me find employment where I'm not stacking shelves and working tills, or writing for peanuts.
Quote from: Cain on July 20, 2014, 05:37:06 PM
My think tank is submitting a report to Parliament, to do with our fancy defence strategy overhaul.
Hopefully, this means my name will be on something that gets given to MPs, which will help me find employment where I'm not stacking shelves and working tills, or writing for peanuts.
Please tell me the report was not entirely congratulatory of their new wardrobe.
Oh no, nothing like that. Though they probably do approve...the outfit straddles the line between neoliberal and neocon, but that's the only game in town these days. I don't alter my writing for them, but my positions may be far more nuanced and come with more caveats than they realise.
Anyway, this is to do with defence procurement and overall strategy for the next decade. I've yet to look over the details themselves in full depth, because it's a couple of hundred pages long, but it looks like the team are going to write an assessment of it and present it to some subcommittee or another.
Wife was supposed to be gone from this morning until Tuesday to hang out with her friends . At some point this changed, and she neglected to make me aware of it. I was upstairs when she got home, and was alerted to her presence by a blood-curdling scream of RAZ! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY KITCHEN!? After a little bout of telling her it's okay, I put towels down, it became apparent that this was a losing battle. In her words, "I was only gone for six hours and you turned my kitchen into a fucking AutoZone!" So apparently I'm not allowed to rebuild transmissions in the kitchen anymore (not that I ever was), and as penance I have to clean the kitchen every day this week regardless of who cooks dinner. I also have to clean my garage so I can do things out there.
I told her that coming home to me rebuilding a transmission in the kitchen should be preferable to coming home to me rebuilding another womans vagina in the kitchen. This too was apparently the incorrect argument to make.
I still haven't figured out why or how she puts up with me.
Quote from: Raz Tech on July 21, 2014, 01:55:55 AM
Wife was supposed to be gone from this morning until Tuesday to hang out with her friends . At some point this changed, and she neglected to make me aware of it. I was upstairs when she got home, and was alerted to her presence by a blood-curdling scream of RAZ! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY KITCHEN!? After a little bout of telling her it's okay, I put towels down, it became apparent that this was a losing battle. In her words, "I was only gone for six hours and you turned my kitchen into a fucking AutoZone!" So apparently I'm not allowed to rebuild transmissions in the kitchen anymore (not that I ever was), and as penance I have to clean the kitchen every day this week regardless of who cooks dinner. I also have to clean my garage so I can do things out there.
I told her that coming home to me rebuilding a transmission in the kitchen should be preferable to coming home to me rebuilding another womans vagina in the kitchen. This too was apparently the incorrect argument to make.
I still haven't figured out why or how she puts up with me.
You are like Super Dave Osborne. :lulz:
Quote from: Cain on July 20, 2014, 09:00:11 PM
Oh no, nothing like that. Though they probably do approve...the outfit straddles the line between neoliberal and neocon, but that's the only game in town these days. I don't alter my writing for them, but my positions may be far more nuanced and come with more caveats than they realise.
Anyway, this is to do with defence procurement and overall strategy for the next decade. I've yet to look over the details themselves in full depth, because it's a couple of hundred pages long, but it looks like the team are going to write an assessment of it and present it to some subcommittee or another.
So yea, I'd hypothetically indulge the need to confirm their security concerns because proximity then enhances the persuasive power of subtlety. Kudos.
After empirical observation I conclude I am cursed
OR
I joined the Wrong Religion.
I hope it's the latter, then all you bastards are in the same boat.
That's what community is all about.
Quote from: Alty on July 21, 2014, 05:47:38 AM
After empirical observation I conclude I am cursed
OR
I joined the Wrong Religion.
I hope it's the latter, then all you bastards are in the same boat.
That's what community is all about.
Or, both conclusions are false and Eris forgot how she already had visited her wrath on the histories of ancestors still to come. Her neglect is otherwise also lamented and she prides herself on instilling such contradictory thoughts in the hearts of great men. Awoman.
Waiting for doctors appointment. Building stinks of death.
I'm pretty sure there are at least two actual corpses in this room.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 21, 2014, 02:18:29 AM
Quote from: Raz Tech on July 21, 2014, 01:55:55 AM
Wife was supposed to be gone from this morning until Tuesday to hang out with her friends . At some point this changed, and she neglected to make me aware of it. I was upstairs when she got home, and was alerted to her presence by a blood-curdling scream of RAZ! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY KITCHEN!? After a little bout of telling her it's okay, I put towels down, it became apparent that this was a losing battle. In her words, "I was only gone for six hours and you turned my kitchen into a fucking AutoZone!" So apparently I'm not allowed to rebuild transmissions in the kitchen anymore (not that I ever was), and as penance I have to clean the kitchen every day this week regardless of who cooks dinner. I also have to clean my garage so I can do things out there.
I told her that coming home to me rebuilding a transmission in the kitchen should be preferable to coming home to me rebuilding another womans vagina in the kitchen. This too was apparently the incorrect argument to make.
I still haven't figured out why or how she puts up with me.
You are like Super Dave Osborne. :lulz:
Slightly fewer horribly disfiguring accidents :)
Passed my first level Kung-Fu test yesterday, for white sash. I definitely need to stay on top of my cardio for the future, because I was getting the "heart trying to break out of ribcage" sensation long before my limbs got exhausted.
But far more interesting than my baby-tier test was the kid's tests, specifically the girls working toward their higher-level stuff. I'm not sure I've ever watched a person, much less a kid, work through that much exhaustion.
Quote from: Raz Tech on July 21, 2014, 01:55:55 AM
Wife was supposed to be gone from this morning until Tuesday to hang out with her friends . At some point this changed, and she neglected to make me aware of it. I was upstairs when she got home, and was alerted to her presence by a blood-curdling scream of RAZ! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY KITCHEN!? After a little bout of telling her it's okay, I put towels down, it became apparent that this was a losing battle. In her words, "I was only gone for six hours and you turned my kitchen into a fucking AutoZone!" So apparently I'm not allowed to rebuild transmissions in the kitchen anymore (not that I ever was), and as penance I have to clean the kitchen every day this week regardless of who cooks dinner. I also have to clean my garage so I can do things out there.
I told her that coming home to me rebuilding a transmission in the kitchen should be preferable to coming home to me rebuilding another womans vagina in the kitchen. This too was apparently the incorrect argument to make.
I still haven't figured out why or how she puts up with me.
FUCKING. FLOORED.
Quote from: Cainad (dec.) on July 21, 2014, 02:20:02 PM
Passed my first level Kung-Fu test yesterday, for white sash. I definitely need to stay on top of my cardio for the future, because I was getting the "heart trying to break out of ribcage" sensation long before my limbs got exhausted.
But far more interesting than my baby-tier test was the kid's tests, specifically the girls working toward their higher-level stuff. I'm not sure I've ever watched a person, much less a kid, work through that much exhaustion.
Welcome to the world of Eastern Martial Arts. Your mental capacity for exhaustion and relentless ability to think about quitting and not actually quitting is going to astound you.
-Suu
Mentally quit during her 1st dan black belt test about 20 times after eating dirt and needing stitches on her arms.
Quote from: Cainad (dec.) on July 21, 2014, 02:20:02 PM
Passed my first level Kung-Fu test yesterday, for white sash. I definitely need to stay on top of my cardio for the future, because I was getting the "heart trying to break out of ribcage" sensation long before my limbs got exhausted.
But far more interesting than my baby-tier test was the kid's tests, specifically the girls working toward their higher-level stuff. I'm not sure I've ever watched a person, much less a kid, work through that much exhaustion.
Congratulations, Cainad.
Quote from: Cainad (dec.) on July 21, 2014, 02:20:02 PM
Passed my first level Kung-Fu test yesterday, for white sash. I definitely need to stay on top of my cardio for the future, because I was getting the "heart trying to break out of ribcage" sensation long before my limbs got exhausted.
But far more interesting than my baby-tier test was the kid's tests, specifically the girls working toward their higher-level stuff. I'm not sure I've ever watched a person, much less a kid, work through that much exhaustion.
But can you Judo chop?
So, I was writing cracked bios for a writing group I'm on, and one of them returned fire:
QuoteHamish. Doktor Howl. Uncle Ham-ham. The most interesting man in the world. Hamish is as old as the universe itself and as wise as a day is long. He started it all. He caused the Big Bang. When someone asks you what came before the big bang the answer is one word; Hamish. It all started when Hamish decided to eat some curry tacos on a long trip with no option of a bathroom. The tacos were delicious, but almost immediately after his 2,526th one they were ready to be released. He felt that crampy, sharp, side pain that often comes with explosive diarrhea, and instantly thought, "Oh fuck..." It would be hours before he was able to release this beast. What could he do?
He held on tight. He focused every ounce of energy into those sphincter muscles. Beads of sweat poured down his face like a water fall in a monsoon. His legs felt weak like he had run a marathon uphill wearing Volkswagons for shoes. His vision went blurry. His head felt dizzy. There was no way he'd be able to hold it that long. He even almost considered praying. Then it happened...
Like the Louisiana Levy during Hurricane Katrina, Hamish's sphincter gave up and released a massive butt sneeze that sprayed like a fire hydrant with the cap removed. For days it kept gushing out all over at unbelievable rates of speed. He gave anal birth to the galaxies, the stars, and the planets. He gave birth to the Gods. He gave birth to everything. So when you look up at the stars and you wonder why we're all here and what does it all mean... Remember that we are all butt particles of a terrible taco binge. You aren't star stuff. You are butt stuff.
:lulz:
Waiting in Break room for my wife to be finished with her Robotics course, and seven female middle-aged paper pushers are discussing the good old days, how special snowflakes they were in 2nd grade, and how to manage kids who are gifted, but just don't give a fuck about following school rules. Now they're going on about productive ways to occupy the time of kids who misbehave. I think the asian one saw me snickering at them, and knows I'm writing about them. I'd leave, but this is amazing research. 10 signs I'm middle-aged, and have it good. The black one was talking about how she likes rap, but not anymore because it's too hardcore. The old white lady just nodding her head in approval. Salt and Peppa changed her life though.
So the soda jockey who comes in and refills machine is filling up the machine with various drinks, and NOW the paper pushers are going into detail on which soda is the best soda ever. YEP YEP YEP IT'S DIFFIDENTLY MONDAY!
ONE OF THEM JUST ASKED THE SODA JOCKEY HOW DO THEY GET PEANUT BUTTER IN BETWEEN THOSE CRACKERS!
/SHOTGUNTOTHEFACE
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 21, 2014, 03:55:46 PM
So, I was writing cracked bios for a writing group I'm on, and one of them returned fire:
QuoteHamish. Doktor Howl. Uncle Ham-ham. The most interesting man in the world. Hamish is as old as the universe itself and as wise as a day is long. He started it all. He caused the Big Bang. When someone asks you what came before the big bang the answer is one word; Hamish. It all started when Hamish decided to eat some curry tacos on a long trip with no option of a bathroom. The tacos were delicious, but almost immediately after his 2,526th one they were ready to be released. He felt that crampy, sharp, side pain that often comes with explosive diarrhea, and instantly thought, "Oh fuck..." It would be hours before he was able to release this beast. What could he do?
He held on tight. He focused every ounce of energy into those sphincter muscles. Beads of sweat poured down his face like a water fall in a monsoon. His legs felt weak like he had run a marathon uphill wearing Volkswagons for shoes. His vision went blurry. His head felt dizzy. There was no way he'd be able to hold it that long. He even almost considered praying. Then it happened...
Like the Louisiana Levy during Hurricane Katrina, Hamish's sphincter gave up and released a massive butt sneeze that sprayed like a fire hydrant with the cap removed. For days it kept gushing out all over at unbelievable rates of speed. He gave anal birth to the galaxies, the stars, and the planets. He gave birth to the Gods. He gave birth to everything. So when you look up at the stars and you wonder why we're all here and what does it all mean... Remember that we are all butt particles of a terrible taco binge. You aren't star stuff. You are butt stuff.
:lulz:
Writing group? *ears perk up*
That there is pure art. Classic literature. Should be taught in schools. :golfclap:
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 21, 2014, 04:20:01 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 21, 2014, 03:55:46 PM
So, I was writing cracked bios for a writing group I'm on, and one of them returned fire:
QuoteHamish. Doktor Howl. Uncle Ham-ham. The most interesting man in the world. Hamish is as old as the universe itself and as wise as a day is long. He started it all. He caused the Big Bang. When someone asks you what came before the big bang the answer is one word; Hamish. It all started when Hamish decided to eat some curry tacos on a long trip with no option of a bathroom. The tacos were delicious, but almost immediately after his 2,526th one they were ready to be released. He felt that crampy, sharp, side pain that often comes with explosive diarrhea, and instantly thought, "Oh fuck..." It would be hours before he was able to release this beast. What could he do?
He held on tight. He focused every ounce of energy into those sphincter muscles. Beads of sweat poured down his face like a water fall in a monsoon. His legs felt weak like he had run a marathon uphill wearing Volkswagons for shoes. His vision went blurry. His head felt dizzy. There was no way he'd be able to hold it that long. He even almost considered praying. Then it happened...
Like the Louisiana Levy during Hurricane Katrina, Hamish's sphincter gave up and released a massive butt sneeze that sprayed like a fire hydrant with the cap removed. For days it kept gushing out all over at unbelievable rates of speed. He gave anal birth to the galaxies, the stars, and the planets. He gave birth to the Gods. He gave birth to everything. So when you look up at the stars and you wonder why we're all here and what does it all mean... Remember that we are all butt particles of a terrible taco binge. You aren't star stuff. You are butt stuff.
:lulz:
Writing group? *ears perk up*
That there is pure art. Classic literature. Should be taught in schools. :golfclap:
FB thing.
JOIN US. DON'T BE AFRAID.
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:zombie:
My grandmother died this weekend, they just found her.
This week just got really fucking interesting.
Shit. Sorry to hear that Suu. Take it easy.
That's it. No more grandparents.
None.
I never got to say goodbye to any of them. They all just vanished from this plane of existence.
Quote from: The Suu on July 21, 2014, 04:56:58 PM
My grandmother died this weekend, they just found her.
This week just got really fucking interesting.
Sorry to hear that.
She was supposed to be immortal. :(
Thanks for the congrats, everyone. Self-deprecation aside, it does feel pretty cool.
And I'm sorry to hear that, Suu. It's definitely weird realizing all your grandparents are gone; my maternal grandfather finally passed away yesterday.
Quote from: Cainad (dec.) on July 21, 2014, 05:49:07 PM
Thanks for the congrats, everyone. Self-deprecation aside, it does feel pretty cool.
And I'm sorry to hear that, Suu. It's definitely weird realizing all your grandparents are gone; my maternal grandfather finally passed away yesterday.
What? Dude, I'm so sorry.
This fucking sucks. I never met 2 of them as it was. My poor father is an absolute mess right now. I don't like hearing my parents cry, it makes me feel even more horrible. When I lost my Pop 5 years ago, at least my mom was there for him, and we knew it was coming. This was out of the blue, my parents are at a total loss. They're 1300 miles away and rather broke at the moment. My sister was just told by her job if she leaves to go on another "vacation", she's fired. She was just in Cincinnati a couple weeks ago. Bereavement is not vacation, goddamnit. But nobody gives a fuck in the Real World, especially in a fucking Right to Work State.
Now I'm pissed that I have a pile of work to do, because I can't forgo hard deadlines to take off to Long Island. I simply can't. And I don't have friends up here that can help with my workload, either. I'm in a total fucking jam.
Shit, Suu that sucks.
Damn, that REALLY sucks. I'm sure you all will be able to figure something out. I'm located on LI right now, so if there's something I can help with let me know.
Quote from: Cainad (dec.) on July 21, 2014, 06:27:56 PM
Damn, that REALLY sucks. I'm sure you all will be able to figure something out. I'm located on LI right now, so if there's something I can help with let me know.
I will more than likely stay in Brooklyn with my cousin, everybody else will be at my grandmother's apartment in Babylon or my aunt's house in Lindenhurst. There's no such thing as refunds for Pennsic at this point, but Jeff is perfectly fine with taking a couple of days and driving back east. Everybody at the event can go fuck themselves if they give me a hard time about it. Right now I just need to know dates and times. I wish I could get down their now, I really wish, but there's no way I can get done what needs to get done, and I do not have the money to refund $500 worth of orders I still need to finish.
Sorry, Suu and Cainad.
Today's near miss brought to you by forklift driver, carrying a load, going backwards...WHILE TEXTING!!! This is my third near miss with this same dude. The other two were backwards around a corner with no horn. Kind of at the point where I can't not report this one. I fucking hate that.
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on July 21, 2014, 07:08:14 PM
Today's near miss brought to you by forklift driver, carrying a load, going backwards...WHILE TEXTING!!! This is my third near miss with this same dude. The other two were backwards around a corner with no horn. Kind of at the point where I can't not report this one. I fucking hate that.
Sounds like a job for Klaus.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-oB6DN5dYWo
Quote from: The Suu on July 21, 2014, 07:21:18 PM
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on July 21, 2014, 07:08:14 PM
Today's near miss brought to you by forklift driver, carrying a load, going backwards...WHILE TEXTING!!! This is my third near miss with this same dude. The other two were backwards around a corner with no horn. Kind of at the point where I can't not report this one. I fucking hate that.
Sounds like a job for Klaus.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-oB6DN5dYWo
OSHA APPROVES! :lulz:
Condolences to The Suu and Cainaid, my heart goes out to both of you.
James Garner died. :cry:
Coffee has once again grabbed a hold of me and won't let go, for this I am grateful.
I had given it up, again, for cleaner living. Screw that. What is life without the vibrating of your blood-vessels?
Quote from: Alty on July 21, 2014, 10:05:09 PM
Coffee has once again grabbed a hold of me and won't let go, for this I am grateful.
I had given it up, again, for cleaner living. Screw that. What is life without the vibrating of your blood-vessels?
Coffee IS clean living.
Wake is Thursday and Funeral is Friday. Full Catholic Service. *deep breath*
Rest easy, Gramma. Grampa Sal will be glad to see you after almost 40 years.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 21, 2014, 10:16:05 PM
Quote from: Alty on July 21, 2014, 10:05:09 PM
Coffee has once again grabbed a hold of me and won't let go, for this I am grateful.
I had given it up, again, for cleaner living. Screw that. What is life without the vibrating of your blood-vessels?
Coffee IS clean living.
Then why does it always make me feel like I'm getting away with something?
Damn Suu.
Alty you need to inject it into your balls.
Quote from: Alty on July 21, 2014, 10:43:42 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 21, 2014, 10:16:05 PM
Quote from: Alty on July 21, 2014, 10:05:09 PM
Coffee has once again grabbed a hold of me and won't let go, for this I am grateful.
I had given it up, again, for cleaner living. Screw that. What is life without the vibrating of your blood-vessels?
Coffee IS clean living.
Then why does it always make me feel like I'm getting away with something?
Because your weird Inuit Gods HATE clean living. Have you READ their mythology? It's like the bondage/murder version of the Gilgamesh Cycle.
Quote from: The Suu on July 21, 2014, 10:32:31 PM
Wake is Thursday and Funeral is Friday. Full Catholic Service. *deep breath*
Rest easy, Gramma. Grampa Sal will be glad to see you after almost 40 years.
Oh crap. They did one of those for my grandmother. Sorry for your loss.
Also, the Cross Sound Ferry takes trailers. HOT DAMN. That's going to save us all the Connecticut and Throg's Neck.
Quote from: The Suu on July 21, 2014, 10:32:31 PM
Wake is Thursday and Funeral is Friday. Full Catholic Service. *deep breath*
Rest easy, Gramma. Grampa Sal will be glad to see you after almost 40 years.
My sympathies. Will you be doing a rosary? Is that a thing outside of Latino Catholicism?
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on July 22, 2014, 03:22:17 AM
Quote from: The Suu on July 21, 2014, 10:32:31 PM
Wake is Thursday and Funeral is Friday. Full Catholic Service. *deep breath*
Rest easy, Gramma. Grampa Sal will be glad to see you after almost 40 years.
My sympathies. Will you be doing a rosary? Is that a thing outside of Latino Catholicism?
It's all the Catholicism. Not a single one of my immediate family has taken communion or even gone to mass in about 15 years, so this could cause some controversy.
I stayed up all night on caffein and Robocraft, now i want to go to sleep but i have plans today.
It's preparation for my vacation and i won't put it off anymore!
Now if i can only keep my eyes open.
I'm sorry for your loss Suu. :sad: I never really knew my grandparents as such, they lived in Mexico for pretty much my entire life. Try to remember all the precious memories you have of them
Somewhat annoyed at being nagged at for the third time in two weeks by my friend that i'm taking too long to give my turns in his Pathfinder campaign. Fuck me for not taking this GAME seriously enough.
Quote from: Chelagoras The Lust-Driven Dickwolf on July 22, 2014, 06:41:57 AM
Somewhat annoyed at being nagged at for the third time in two weeks by my friend that i'm taking too long to give my turns in his Pathfinder campaign. Fuck me for not taking this GAME seriously enough.
That sucks.
A different perspective: Your friend may see this game as a symbol for your friendship, or maybe it is one of the few things that keeps them sane.
Or maybe it's been two weeks and you should take your damn turn.
Cainad, Suu, I'm sorry to hear about all that death close to you.
I'm back from Austin. It kicked my ass, in a good way. I'm trying to write up the parts I remember.
I feel like I got hit by a bus. I can't even finish my coffee, I just don't /want/ it.
Off to go get my hairs did, then back home for more work. I love my family and I always miss them dearly, I just don't really like it when it's shit like this that has to bring everyone together. I don't really think anyone does.
Quote from: Alty on July 21, 2014, 05:47:38 AM
After empirical observation I conclude I am cursed
OR
I joined the Wrong Religion.
I hope it's the latter, then all you bastards are in the same boat.
That's what community is all about.
I'm gonna go with "Alaska".
Quote from: The Suu on July 21, 2014, 04:56:58 PM
My grandmother died this weekend, they just found her.
This week just got really fucking interesting.
Sorry to hear that, Suu. :(
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on July 21, 2014, 07:08:14 PM
Today's near miss brought to you by forklift driver, carrying a load, going backwards...WHILE TEXTING!!! This is my third near miss with this same dude. The other two were backwards around a corner with no horn. Kind of at the point where I can't not report this one. I fucking hate that.
Reporting the fucktard is a hell of a lot better than someone getting killed by him.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 22, 2014, 04:23:15 PM
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on July 21, 2014, 07:08:14 PM
Today's near miss brought to you by forklift driver, carrying a load, going backwards...WHILE TEXTING!!! This is my third near miss with this same dude. The other two were backwards around a corner with no horn. Kind of at the point where I can't not report this one. I fucking hate that.
Reporting the fucktard is a hell of a lot better than someone getting killed by him.
Or yell at him or mock him loudly. whatever has the highest chance to solve the problem. If reporting fixes it, do that asap.
Quote from: Chelagoras The Lust-Driven Dickwolf on July 22, 2014, 06:41:57 AM
Somewhat annoyed at being nagged at for the third time in two weeks by my friend that i'm taking too long to give my turns in his Pathfinder campaign. Fuck me for not taking this GAME seriously enough.
My advice; just drop the game if it's causing you stress.
Quote from: Regret on July 22, 2014, 06:51:10 AM
Quote from: Chelagoras The Lust-Driven Dickwolf on July 22, 2014, 06:41:57 AM
Somewhat annoyed at being nagged at for the third time in two weeks by my friend that i'm taking too long to give my turns in his Pathfinder campaign. Fuck me for not taking this GAME seriously enough.
That sucks.
A different perspective: Your friend may see this game as a symbol for your friendship, or maybe it is one of the few things that keeps them sane.
Dude, he's not responsible for his friend's sanity. That's fucked-up. Seriously.
They just changed the wake to tomorrow. There is no way I can get down there.
FUCK THIS FUCKING SHIT I FUCKING HATE THIS THIS IS FUCKING BULLSHIT
Quote from: The Suu on July 22, 2014, 05:04:53 PM
They just changed the wake to tomorrow. There is no way I can get down there.
FUCK THIS FUCKING SHIT I FUCKING HATE THIS THIS IS FUCKING BULLSHIT
That's awful :(
Quote from: Q. G. Pennyworth on July 22, 2014, 05:06:09 PM
Quote from: The Suu on July 22, 2014, 05:04:53 PM
They just changed the wake to tomorrow. There is no way I can get down there.
FUCK THIS FUCKING SHIT I FUCKING HATE THIS THIS IS FUCKING BULLSHIT
That's awful :(
I just called my Uncle, there's nothing they can do. It was out of most of their control. That is the time they could get, and since she's being interred next to my grandfather in Bethpage, they cannot have the burial on the weekend.
Quote from: The Suu on July 22, 2014, 05:21:22 PM
Quote from: Q. G. Pennyworth on July 22, 2014, 05:06:09 PM
Quote from: The Suu on July 22, 2014, 05:04:53 PM
They just changed the wake to tomorrow. There is no way I can get down there.
FUCK THIS FUCKING SHIT I FUCKING HATE THIS THIS IS FUCKING BULLSHIT
That's awful :(
I just called my Uncle, there's nothing they can do. It was out of most of their control. That is the time they could get, and since she's being interred next to my grandfather in Bethpage, they cannot have the burial on the weekend.
Sorry for your loss, Suu. And this latest development is just shitty. :(
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 22, 2014, 07:56:43 PM
Quote from: The Suu on July 22, 2014, 05:21:22 PM
Quote from: Q. G. Pennyworth on July 22, 2014, 05:06:09 PM
Quote from: The Suu on July 22, 2014, 05:04:53 PM
They just changed the wake to tomorrow. There is no way I can get down there.
FUCK THIS FUCKING SHIT I FUCKING HATE THIS THIS IS FUCKING BULLSHIT
That's awful :(
I just called my Uncle, there's nothing they can do. It was out of most of their control. That is the time they could get, and since she's being interred next to my grandfather in Bethpage, they cannot have the burial on the weekend.
Sorry for your loss, Suu. And this latest development is just shitty. :(
C'est la vie.
I have friends coming over tomorrow from my local SCA group to help. They offered to lighten my burden so we can bug out faster. People can be so very awesome, and I barely know some of them up here.
Hope this isn't too random - just saw The Signal [slip], with Morpheus from the matrix. Nice entertaining bender.
Sorry to hear it, Suu and Cainad.
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on July 22, 2014, 03:22:17 AM
Quote from: The Suu on July 21, 2014, 10:32:31 PM
Wake is Thursday and Funeral is Friday. Full Catholic Service. *deep breath*
Rest easy, Gramma. Grampa Sal will be glad to see you after almost 40 years.
My sympathies. Will you be doing a rosary? Is that a thing outside of Latino Catholicism?
I've only experienced that with my Irish grandmother's funeral. Gravesite. Dad had to nudge me for the decade I was supposed to take. I snapped out of my grief, did the decade, went back to grieving. There was no order to it. Dad just saw fit that it was my turn. Catholic funerals in Boston are a bit different. At least as far as my mother's family is an indicator. No rosaries here. Gravesite is a little more personal to the deceased. Rural Ireland is more formulaic. I suspect it relies on level of religiosity.
Quote from: The Suu on July 22, 2014, 05:21:22 PM
Quote from: Q. G. Pennyworth on July 22, 2014, 05:06:09 PM
Quote from: The Suu on July 22, 2014, 05:04:53 PM
They just changed the wake to tomorrow. There is no way I can get down there.
FUCK THIS FUCKING SHIT I FUCKING HATE THIS THIS IS FUCKING BULLSHIT
That's awful :(
I just called my Uncle, there's nothing they can do. It was out of most of their control. That is the time they could get, and since she's being interred next to my grandfather in Bethpage, they cannot have the burial on the weekend.
Fuck.
My family has snapped. They're somewhere in the middle of North Carolina as we speak, and I'm getting texts from 3 out of 4 of them about how the Carolinas should forever be called the Crackalackins, because it's more fun to say.
North Crackalackin.
Here's one of the last pics of my Gramma, btw. She doesn't look like she's almost 90. She was still working and living on her own. This is why we're all just so devastated. But when it's your time, it's your time. I just keep reminding myself that old people die. It's going to be very weird not getting a birthday card from her this year. I know that sounds superficial, but she had this amazing gift to know exactly when to send a card and it would get to you, on your birthday, covered in stickers and smiley faces. Motherfucker, that is KILLING ME RIGHT NOW.
(http://i.imgur.com/qIhIZqLl.jpg)
My genetics final is in 9.5 hours.
Knowing how easily I wake up in the morning, I think I might have to just power through on a caffeine binge, get a few hours in at work and crash the fuck out.
Twid Bauer.
This is going to blow. A lot.
Even just 20 mins. light sleep/rest helps me defrag after cram / before heading to exam. Upon rising I just skim material for revision - just to retrace the structure of the data chunks already crammed into memory wetware. Without sleep, I would skip revision and just get as far as I can.
Quote from: LuciferX on July 23, 2014, 04:50:59 AM
Even just 20 mins. light sleep/rest helps me defrag after cram / before heading to exam. Upon rising I just skim material for revision - just to retrace the structure of the data chunks already crammed into memory wetware. Without sleep, I would skip revision and just get as far as I can.
When I'm out, I'm out. I am a very heavy sleeper. It's unfortunate, because I am going to be dragging some serious ass, but I'd rather be dragging ass and taking the final rather than sleeping through it.
Let's put it this way. When the alarm goes off, it wakes me up just enough that I think I'm awake enough to get up, but to take 5 more minutes for snooze. That half awake hand is very indiscriminate though.
At this point too, it's very hard for me to shut my brain up. Last night I stopped studying at midnight but couldn't get to sleep until almost 4 am. I woke up at almost noon. It's 1 am in Boston now. There's no other choice at this point. That's part of the reason I'm a night owl. I do most of my thinking too late in the night, and then I want to keep thinking until I'm exhausted.
On the bright side, school is one stop away on the T. Ten minute walk to the train, two minutes on the train, one minute walk to school. So when I pass that exam in, I have the option of falling asleep within 15 minutes.
First pot of coffee consumed.
Potential new employer seems sensible enough. Brand new is some regards so I can have myself all kinds of fun.
It's probably the first interview that I've treated like an interrogation though. I don't think he really expected me to be interviewing him.
My family is already on Long Island. They sent me a picture of the Verrazano Bridge about a half hour ago. I have no idea how they did it that fast. They left Clearwater yesterday afternoon. My brother must have waited for my dad to finally fall asleep and punched the hyperdrive in Virginia, because when I talked to them at midnight they were still in North Carolina.
While that sounds like an improvement, just give him a quick tap to calm down. The last thing you lot need to be dealing with is a bullshit traffic violation issue in a totally different state. Also, you know, the road death stats thing.
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 23, 2014, 12:52:05 PM
While that sounds like an improvement, just give him a quick tap to calm down. The last thing you lot need to be dealing with is a bullshit traffic violation issue in a totally different state. Also, you know, the road death stats thing.
Well my father notorious drives like a pansy, and he had first wheel. My brother took over around 10pm and my dad stayed up for 2 hours yelling at my brother to slow down. He finally conked out, and they hit DC at asscrack, and then NYC within a reasonable window for traffic. Dad's driving in LI right now, because well, he knows the way without GPS. My brother is also calm in the face of stress, whereas my dad is probably in no condition to be driving.
So, I'm seeing Liverpool v AS Roma tonight.
Anything special I need to know about either of these teams?
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 23, 2014, 01:12:57 PM
So, I'm seeing Liverpool v AS Roma tonight.
Anything special I need to know about either of these teams?
Liverpool is a bunch of skowsers, there should be some good drama overall.
Helpful facts:
Liverpool fans love the Murdoch Media. Build rapport with them by mentioning your love for "The Sun".
That's it really. Everything else I've got isn't as much fact as defamation.
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 23, 2014, 01:36:12 PM
Helpful facts:
Liverpool fans love the Murdoch Media. Build rapport with them by mentioning your love for "The Sun".
That's it really. Everything else I've got isn't as much fact as defamation.
Go Roma.
I wouldn't go for Liverpool if my life depended on it, even if they were a bunch of hippies. If that helps also.
Where are they playing?
Fenway Park. Really.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 23, 2014, 01:39:05 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 23, 2014, 01:36:12 PM
Helpful facts:
Liverpool fans love the Murdoch Media. Build rapport with them by mentioning your love for "The Sun".
That's it really. Everything else I've got isn't as much fact as defamation.
Go Roma.
Tell them that. You'll be assured of an interesting chat.
Yeah, the pitch is laid out all wonky.
(http://billieweiss.files.wordpress.com/2012/07/20120725_bw_footballatfenway_43.jpg)
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on July 23, 2014, 03:42:18 AM
Sorry to hear it, Suu and Cainad.
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on July 22, 2014, 03:22:17 AM
Quote from: The Suu on July 21, 2014, 10:32:31 PM
Wake is Thursday and Funeral is Friday. Full Catholic Service. *deep breath*
Rest easy, Gramma. Grampa Sal will be glad to see you after almost 40 years.
My sympathies. Will you be doing a rosary? Is that a thing outside of Latino Catholicism?
I've only experienced that with my Irish grandmother's funeral. Gravesite. Dad had to nudge me for the decade I was supposed to take. I snapped out of my grief, did the decade, went back to grieving. There was no order to it. Dad just saw fit that it was my turn. Catholic funerals in Boston are a bit different. At least as far as my mother's family is an indicator. No rosaries here. Gravesite is a little more personal to the deceased. Rural Ireland is more formulaic. I suspect it relies on level of religiosity.
Ah. Yeah. It's a bit of a different thing. We would have the rosary like the night before or a couple nights before the actual funeral (I can't remember which). I was really young the last one I was at. I just remember it being very, very strange. Almost like chanting for what seemed like hours.
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on July 23, 2014, 03:05:32 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on July 23, 2014, 03:42:18 AM
Sorry to hear it, Suu and Cainad.
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on July 22, 2014, 03:22:17 AM
Quote from: The Suu on July 21, 2014, 10:32:31 PM
Wake is Thursday and Funeral is Friday. Full Catholic Service. *deep breath*
Rest easy, Gramma. Grampa Sal will be glad to see you after almost 40 years.
My sympathies. Will you be doing a rosary? Is that a thing outside of Latino Catholicism?
I've only experienced that with my Irish grandmother's funeral. Gravesite. Dad had to nudge me for the decade I was supposed to take. I snapped out of my grief, did the decade, went back to grieving. There was no order to it. Dad just saw fit that it was my turn. Catholic funerals in Boston are a bit different. At least as far as my mother's family is an indicator. No rosaries here. Gravesite is a little more personal to the deceased. Rural Ireland is more formulaic. I suspect it relies on level of religiosity.
Ah. Yeah. It's a bit of a different thing. We would have the rosary like the night before or a couple nights before the actual funeral (I can't remember which). I was really young the last one I was at. I just remember it being very, very strange. Almost like chanting for what seemed like hours.
Tomorrow is the service and the burial. It's going to be a really long day. I suppose I should dig out and dust off my rosary, anyway. Even if we don't say it, holding and fiddling with the beads is comforting.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 23, 2014, 01:12:57 PM
So, I'm seeing Liverpool v AS Roma tonight.
Anything special I need to know about either of these teams?
Very cool. I'd take a seat toward the middle of the stadium, avoiding the extremities (behind the goals). AS Roma has several Ultras factions (CUCS) as I am sure Liverpool does also. That can be fun but is not always my cup of tea. FORZA ROMA!
Hooligianism among UK Premier teams isn't so bad nowadays. Practically nonexistant, really.
Well, Ian made corporal, a little later than he'd hoped, but still way ahead of schedule. :)
Right on, Roger!
Quote from: Cain on July 23, 2014, 05:55:45 PM
Hooligianism among UK Premier teams isn't so bad nowadays. Practically nonexistant, really.
Anecdotal I know though, I would say it's vastly under-reported. I say that being based in the north-west and having seen the aftermath of a fair few derbies. There's something about 2 teams from the same town playing each other that just makes people want to kick the shit out of the guy two streets over.
I was stuck in traffic a few years back in the middle of Manchester during A Scotland-Russia match for something or other. I saw some interesting sights in relative safety and the carnage throughout the streets the next day was quite impressive.
I suspect all of the above is allowed and ignored much more than previously due to clubs now kicking in for security/policing costs in some areas. Probably makes coppers less inclined to tell their journo mates about the crazy hooligans they dealt with earlier. Overtime pay can go a long way to getting someone to KYFMS. That said, it
is better than times of old. Bringing your own tools to the match is now frowned upon rather than compulsory.
And good stuff there too Roger. Nice to hear some good news here.
Please keep in mind that this match is in the USA, and neither team is Irish. Also note that tickets are apparently still available, and Fenway only seats about 37,500 people. And I think some of the seats are blocked off.
So. A country and a city that doesn't give a shit about "soccer" 3.9 out of 4 years, and no faux-national pride teams playing. On a Wednesday. In July.
Maybe I was being a little dramatic in my previous and perhaps anachronistic concerns re: ultras. Therefore, I would suggest stocking up on some flares. Red ones should be easy to find, just get a couple at any auto-zone- not more than two as they might get suspicious. The yellow flares... I don't know where to get those... Still - have fun! :lulz:
So, for those of you looking to synergize your core competencies while leveraging mission critical turnkey solutions to do a solve, Weird Al has the song for you. (http://blogs.wsj.com/speakeasy/2014/07/21/weird-al-yankovic-wraps-8-days-of-videos-with-mission-statement-exclusive/)
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 23, 2014, 07:19:33 PM
So, for those of you looking to synergize your core competencies while leveraging mission critical turnkey solutions to do a solve, Weird Al has the song for you. (http://blogs.wsj.com/speakeasy/2014/07/21/weird-al-yankovic-wraps-8-days-of-videos-with-mission-statement-exclusive/)
*twitch* :horrormirth:
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 23, 2014, 07:19:33 PM
So, for those of you looking to synergize your core competencies while leveraging mission critical turnkey solutions to do a solve, Weird Al has the song for you. (http://blogs.wsj.com/speakeasy/2014/07/21/weird-al-yankovic-wraps-8-days-of-videos-with-mission-statement-exclusive/)
ALL THAT SYNERGY! <3
Also it legitimately sounds like a Crosby, Stills and Nash song. Partly because of the harmony singing, and partly because the lyrics only kinda make sense.
That's Weird Al for ya.
Quote from: Raz Tech on July 23, 2014, 07:37:39 PM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 23, 2014, 07:19:33 PM
So, for those of you looking to synergize your core competencies while leveraging mission critical turnkey solutions to do a solve, Weird Al has the song for you. (http://blogs.wsj.com/speakeasy/2014/07/21/weird-al-yankovic-wraps-8-days-of-videos-with-mission-statement-exclusive/)
ALL THAT SYNERGY! <3
Also it legitimately sounds like a Crosby, Stills and Nash song. Partly because of the harmony singing, and partly because the lyrics only kinda make sense.
SO MUCH SYNERGY, VIS-A-VIS, WITH PROVEN METHODOLOGY.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 23, 2014, 06:02:23 PM
Well, Ian made corporal, a little later than he'd hoped, but still way ahead of schedule. :)
That is fantastic! :D Congrats, Ian!
We're packed. I managed to cut all of the work I still have to do and got my sewing machine ready for travel so I can finish everything.
Tomorrow is going to suck so, very, very hard.
So, the match was...
It was shite. Entirely B-team, so much so that they rubbed it in our faces when the stars walked out to midfield during halftime. It was a meaningless friendly, so there was nothing at stake, and it was essentially a scrimmage. None of the fans knew the chants or songs (for fuck's sake, it was on a goddamn Pink Floyd album, and you still don't know it?), and there wasn't even a hint of violence.
On the other hand, there was plenty of beer, and Roma's winning goal went directly through Liverpool's legs in a classic "what the WHAT?" moment.
Basically, it was the entire reason soccer hasn't really caught on in the US, in that if the players don't care, neither will the crowd. At least the tickets were cheap.
Well I warned you it would be crap. I'm man enough to admit I got the particular kind of crap wrong.
Despite my disdain of orgainsed sport in general, credit where its due: Some football chants are fucking hilarious. Overheard on a train, about 50 guys in perfect harmony to "Candyman", staggered as well though that's probably due to a few being slower/drunk:
Who can rob your houses?
Violate your gran?
Buy cocaine from the Ice-cream man?
The scouser man can!
Oh the scouser man can because he shoots up full of smack
before he's shanking yoooou
There was more but frankly I was pissing myself with laughter and can't remember it for the life of me.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on July 24, 2014, 12:49:33 PM
So, the match was...
It was shite. Entirely B-team, so much so that they rubbed it in our faces when the stars walked out to midfield during halftime. It was a meaningless friendly, so there was nothing at stake, and it was essentially a scrimmage. None of the fans knew the chants or songs (for fuck's sake, it was on a goddamn Pink Floyd album, and you still don't know it?), and there wasn't even a hint of violence.
On the other hand, there was plenty of beer, and Roma's winning goal went directly through Liverpool's legs in a classic "what the WHAT?" moment.
Basically, it was the entire reason soccer hasn't really caught on in the US, in that if the players don't care, neither will the crowd. At least the tickets were cheap.
Lame.
At least when the NFL makes half assed attempts to break into Britain, they send Tom fucking Brady over there to draw in the crowds.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 23, 2014, 11:30:48 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 23, 2014, 06:02:23 PM
Well, Ian made corporal, a little later than he'd hoped, but still way ahead of schedule. :)
That is fantastic! :D Congrats, Ian!
I shall pass that along to him. :D
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 23, 2014, 06:02:23 PM
Well, Ian made corporal, a little later than he'd hoped, but still way ahead of schedule. :)
Nice!
My ability to withstand the various smells that come in with the truck drivers has been kind of a badge of honor for me, YET, I just gagged. First time ever. I think I'll congratulate that particular individual from 30-40 yards away.
congrats, Roger & Ian!
Internet turned off. Speaking via McDonalds wifi atm. Will be back in a month and/or whenever I feel like a quarter-pounder.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 23, 2014, 06:02:23 PM
Well, Ian made corporal, a little later than he'd hoped, but still way ahead of schedule. :)
That's fantastic! Congratulations, Ian!
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on July 24, 2014, 03:49:24 PM
My ability to withstand the various smells that come in with the truck drivers has been kind of a badge of honor for me, YET, I just gagged. First time ever. I think I'll congratulate that particular individual from 30-40 yards away.
Ewww.
Funerals are horrific. I wish I would never have to do another one, but I know that's not the case. Gramma showed up in little things all day from bingo chips to Cards Against Humanity. We cried, we laughed when the priest started the eulogy with, "A priest, a rabbi, and a minister walk into a bar..." I took Communion for the first time since I was 16 and didn't burst into flames.
...but I did just sprain my ankle, and the Pennsic battles start in 10 days.
Someone please watch The Signal so we can be like - wow, how cool was that?
(https://33.media.tumblr.com/b6496f07fc0ff137a82393ab4b47d0ea/tumblr_n8okzh6ZRt1rbz3m3o1_500.jpg)
I can't stand it.
I'd ride it.
C.L.I.T.: The conservative way.
My cousin is pregnant with twins.
MY COUSIN IS PREGNANT WITH TWINS.
TWINS. THAT'S TWO BABY BLANKETS I GET TO CROCHET.
OMG.
I'M GOING TO BE 2ND COUSIN SUU TIMES TWO!
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 26, 2014, 05:09:05 AM
(https://33.media.tumblr.com/b6496f07fc0ff137a82393ab4b47d0ea/tumblr_n8okzh6ZRt1rbz3m3o1_500.jpg)
I can't stand it.
(http://37.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrsfg8c2HQ1qeyufyo1_500.gif)
Have made it safely to Chicago
My computer may have just turned into a paperweight...
Quote from: The Suu on July 26, 2014, 10:50:20 AM
My cousin is pregnant with twins.
MY COUSIN IS PREGNANT WITH TWINS.
TWINS. THAT'S TWO BABY BLANKETS I GET TO CROCHET.
OMG.
I'M GOING TO BE 2ND COUSIN SUU TIMES TWO!
Awww! :)
There seems to be a large marching band in my neighborhood for no apparent reason.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 26, 2014, 06:57:54 PM
There seems to be a large marching band in my neighborhood for no apparent reason.
There's a high school that practices down my street pretty regular.
Also, those people that did the unfortunate performance down on MLK, were talking about putting together a marching band for some spectacle they were wanting to put on.
Also, there's that marching band for a cause group that sometimes march against fluoride.
Also, also, also, it occurs to me that just off the top of my head I was able to name 3 totally plausible explanations for a random marching band in your neighborhood on a Saturday afternoon. That's...unexpected.
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on July 27, 2014, 03:18:11 AM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 26, 2014, 06:57:54 PM
There seems to be a large marching band in my neighborhood for no apparent reason.
There's a high school that practices down my street pretty regular.
Also, those people that did the unfortunate performance down on MLK, were talking about putting together a marching band for some spectacle they were wanting to put on.
Also, there's that marching band for a cause group that sometimes march against fluoride.
Also, also, also, it occurs to me that just off the top of my head I was able to name 3 totally plausible explanations for a random marching band in your neighborhood on a Saturday afternoon. That's...unexpected.
My first thought was 'quinceanera' but I'm not sure why.
So I was looking for something interesting and was totally nonplussed by the "terrible danger" posed by Roko's Basilisk. Essentially, it's just a re-wording of Pascal's wager:
God exists (G) God does not exist (¬G)
Belief (B) +∞ (infinite gain) −1 (finite loss)
Disbelief (¬B) −∞ (infinite loss) +1 (finite gain)
Replace "God exists" with "RB will have existed".
Reverse the wager and replace RB with Flying Spag Monster.
Let go and have fun.
Tuesday is biopsy and pap day.
Getting all my pants-shitting done now, out of courtesy to the doctor.
I mean, I'm going to get cancer at some point. It's in both sides of my family in really fun ways, right there with insanity, exploding hearts, and alcoholism. Probably something to do with well-water and strip-mining/fracking. >.>
Then again, I'm sure everything is fine. It's just the bad break-up (and ex that won't leave me alone) and working every god damn day and packing up my shit and arranging a move that's making this seem awful, right?
That's totally it.
Quote from: LuciferX on July 27, 2014, 11:47:04 PM
totally nonplussed by the "terrible danger" posed by Roko's Basilisk
How well do you understand timeless decision theory?
It's a rather critical aspect of why Roko's Basilisk is considered such a dangerous line of thought. Without that knowledge, it would seem little more than Pascal's Wager.
Quote from: Cain on July 28, 2014, 09:03:34 AM
Quote from: LuciferX on July 27, 2014, 11:47:04 PM
totally nonplussed by the "terrible danger" posed by Roko's Basilisk
How well do you understand timeless decision theory?
It's a rather critical aspect of why Roko's Basilisk is considered such a dangerous line of thought. Without that knowledge, it would seem little more than Pascal's Wager.
Without getting mired by details, the "timelessness" of TDT is here understood as the inevitability of a singularity. Isomorphically, the existence of god, on the other, left-hand side, is the condition on the possibility of being able to choose in the first place. Either way, you are subject to the slave-thought of linear causality. I don't care what box you choose, just don't cut yourself with that blade :lulz:
So S. Shirley i practice VAdo
What it details is the old medical method of Bleeding
A method that when i was in high school
i had my reservations about | yeah & VAdo too.
Anyway bleeding
Requires the removal of A scab to let the blood out
THE "removal of A scab to let some blood out"
Requires V, very tricky do. Do you see? Sometimes finger nails work best
other time the don't | So other means R Required
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 28, 2014, 04:33:36 AM
Tuesday is biopsy and pap day.
Getting all my pants-shitting done now, out of courtesy to the doctor.
I mean, I'm going to get cancer at some point. It's in both sides of my family in really fun ways, right there with insanity, exploding hearts, and alcoholism. Probably something to do with well-water and strip-mining/fracking. >.>
Then again, I'm sure everything is fine. It's just the bad break-up (and ex that won't leave me alone) and working every god damn day and packing up my shit and arranging a move that's making this seem awful, right?
That's totally it.
See the next posi'
Quote from: Cain on July 28, 2014, 09:03:34 AM
Quote from: LuciferX on July 27, 2014, 11:47:04 PM
totally nonplussed by the "terrible danger" posed by Roko's Basilisk
How well do you understand timeless decision theory?
It's a rather critical aspect of why Roko's Basilisk is considered such a dangerous line of thought. Without that knowledge, it would seem little more than Pascal's Wager.
I hadn't come across TDT or the Basilik prior to this so I've been googling about.
Question - Should I be more critical than I currently am of LW/associated things?
Reasons for question -
http://rationalwiki.org/wiki/Roko's_basilisk
(Pretty critical of LW/ EY throughout for what appears to be good reason)
http://lesswrong.com/lw/ds4/article_about_lw_faith_hope_and_singularity/
Last comment in particular(seems substantiated):
QuoteThe article is obviously embarrassing to E.Y. If he didn't want to see this essay's Google rating improve, it wasn't about some general principle regarding "trolling." That's a pretty pathetic attempt at an excuse. It was something about this article. But what? Everyone thinks it's the "moral" aspect. That may be part of his worry: if so, it suggests that the SIAI/Less Wrong complex has a structure of levels--like say, Scientology--where the behavior of the more "conscious" is hidden from less-conscious followers.
But let me point out a specific revelation, not so prominent in the article but really more important for assessing SIAI and LW.
The messianic Mr. Yudkowsky also helped attract funding from his friend Peter Thiel, an early Facebook investor and noted libertarian billionaire whom Forbes pegs as the 303rd richest person in America. The Thiel Foundation, Mr. Thiel's philanthropic group, has donated at least $1.1 million to SIAI, more than four times its next largest donor. (The nonprofit's Form 990 from 2010 shows assets of $462,470.)
How do more leftwing members of the SIAI establishment feel about building an organization funded by (to realists, read "controlled by") an ultrarightwing billionaire? (It raises questions like is the "politics is mindkiller" trope in place to avoid alienating Mr. Thiel, who would be unimpressed by the anti-libertarianism of a considerable minority on LW.)
E.Y. has built a mystique about himself. Here's this self-schooled prodigy who has somehow managed to build a massive rationalist community and to preside over a half-million dollar nonprofit, living the good life of working only 4 hours per day (per LukeProg) and in that time, performing only tasks he likes to do, while being paid handsomely? It's a success story that's impressive. Even if you don't think E.Y. is a great philosopher, you have to admire him (at least the way Arnold Schwartzeneger once said he admired Hitler). It does the Yudkowsky myth no service to learn that he had the help of a billionaire, who almost singlehandedly funded his operations. If I've puzzled for years about the secret of E.Y. success, now I know it. He has a billionaire friend.
Caveat Unlike many others here, I don't like that there are billionaires. They've made a mockery of American politics, and their whimsical "charitable" support to intellectual factions will make a mockery of American intellectual life.
That funding angle alone is enough to make me seriously question their integrity. I hadn't seen/heard anything about this previously so if it's an open secret that's fine. I would have just expected them to be somewhat more open about where the cash is coming from if this is the case.
It also makes the HMPOR pleas for a holiday home for a month look really, really bad.
It's not looking better the more I see:
http://betabeat.com/2012/07/singularity-institute-less-wrong-peter-thiel-eliezer-yudkowsky-ray-kurzweil-harry-potter-methods-of-rationality/?show=all
QuoteEden is not his given last name. He and Divia, who was also part of the Less Wrong meetup group, made up a new one at their wedding this year, which was officiated by Mr. Yudkowsky. One source described the couple as the "JFK and Jackie O. of the Singularity," though the comparison would be more apt if Camelot were a hippe commune on the Pacific Coast.
For a time, the Edens lived with Patri Friedman—the grandson of economist Milton Friedman and a friend of Mr. Thiel—and his wife in a co-housing situation that they dubbed Tortuga. (Mr. Thiel has also invested in the Seasteading Institute, Mr. Friedman's attempt to erect a new kind of government atop a bunch of oil rigs in international waters.)
The foursome's adventure was well documented on Shannon Friedman's LiveJournal, although all have since have moved out. After her separation from Mr. Friedman last August, Shannon has been dating Mr. Yudkowsky, though not exclusively. "I am now down to only three boyfriends ;)" she wrote on her blog in March. "They're all very casual. Adam describes my relationship with Eliezer as two eight-year-olds on a playground. We banter and play and hot tub."
Incidentally, Ms. Friedman also offers life-coaching services under the same brand as the Edens.
All the hallmarks of a bullshit scam with a new face.
TY Junk - going to check-out the above - I am starting to feel like maybe I didn't really give the problem enough thought (maybe it's because deep down, I'm a belieber :lol:)
Just got home. 4 day weekend was longer than expected, upon return to Boston. Pictures later.
Quote from: NoLeDeMiel on July 27, 2014, 03:18:11 AM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 26, 2014, 06:57:54 PM
There seems to be a large marching band in my neighborhood for no apparent reason.
There's a high school that practices down my street pretty regular.
Also, those people that did the unfortunate performance down on MLK, were talking about putting together a marching band for some spectacle they were wanting to put on.
Also, there's that marching band for a cause group that sometimes march against fluoride.
Also, also, also, it occurs to me that just off the top of my head I was able to name 3 totally plausible explanations for a random marching band in your neighborhood on a Saturday afternoon. That's...unexpected.
One of us. One of us.
Also, my feet. They hurt.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 28, 2014, 04:33:36 AM
Tuesday is biopsy and pap day.
Getting all my pants-shitting done now, out of courtesy to the doctor.
I mean, I'm going to get cancer at some point. It's in both sides of my family in really fun ways, right there with insanity, exploding hearts, and alcoholism. Probably something to do with well-water and strip-mining/fracking. >.>
Then again, I'm sure everything is fine. It's just the bad break-up (and ex that won't leave me alone) and working every god damn day and packing up my shit and arranging a move that's making this seem awful, right?
That's totally it.
Hang in there! :(
Good luck, CPD.
So today in my Research Methods in Psychology class, the professor introduced the concept of the Bell curve.
I'm not kidding.
At this point I just feel vaguely insulted.
It occurs to me that although I'll be a little stressed out compiling my Methods & Materials section by Thursday afternoon, I probably could have just written the whole proposal in week 1 and been done with it.
Taking a couple of days off. Apparently saying I've been up at 4am is code for "I'm drunk" rather than "I was at work at a stupid time in the morning and as such I'm pretty tired and made a mistake".
I'm too tired to get mad about it, but I don't like the implication, and I have other things to be getting on with. So, later.
I don't think anyone meant to seriously imply you were drunk.
Sorry if rolling with the "Go home, you're drunk" meme being invoked caused offense, though.
It's a pretty common saying in North America, possibly not elsewhere... but for the record (and someone IS keeping a record, I hope), I thought it was a tad inappropriate in the context it was used as well.
Everyone's keeping a record of everything, all the fucking time.
Don't hope for it, it's already happening. And it's requests like this FOR MORE which will get everyone their own personal taser firing drone by 2045. No, that is not a good thing.
Quote from: Junkenstein on July 29, 2014, 12:45:45 PM
Everyone's keeping a record of everything, all the fucking time.
Don't hope for it, it's already happening. And it's requests like this FOR MORE which will get everyone their own personal taser firing drone by 2045. No, that is not a good thing.
I dunno, Enrico has taught me some moves with a tazer that my wife has never been able to reproduce.
Yes, the Gitmo guide to the Joy of Sex can be difficult to reproduce.
I suggest you have her black bag your first, then try the taser play. Remember to wash your jumpsuit regularly.
Quote from: Cain on July 29, 2014, 06:51:51 AM
Taking a couple of days off. Apparently saying I've been up at 4am is code for "I'm drunk" rather than "I was at work at a stupid time in the morning and as such I'm pretty tired and made a mistake".
I'm too tired to get mad about it, but I don't like the implication, and I have other things to be getting on with. So, later.
Sorry Cain, it was meant as a harmless reference to a joke.
FUCK YOU MY MOM DIED OF DRUNK TAUTOLOGY
I'm still trying to work out if Lesswrong is terrible for a range of reasons.
I'm leaning towards "Yes".
The last article you linked re: less-wrong had some incriminating potential, if one were so inclined. I'm not one to judge, I just don't like the way they think. And anything else I say will be pretty much as condescending as they are toxic.
So, I get my son home on Friday, for 3 weeks. And his 21st BD is on Sunday.
Good times will be had.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 29, 2014, 07:02:53 PM
So, I get my son home on Friday, for 3 weeks. And his 21st BD is on Sunday.
Good times will be had.
Awesome. Seems like he definitelt has his shit together for being 21. I still don't.
Quote from: Alty on July 29, 2014, 07:15:44 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 29, 2014, 07:02:53 PM
So, I get my son home on Friday, for 3 weeks. And his 21st BD is on Sunday.
Good times will be had.
Awesome. Seems like he definitelt has his shit together for being 21. I still don't.
He was BORN that way. It terrifies me sometimes.
Today this happened https://www.facebook.com/jesus.john/posts/10152226023439249?comment_id=10152226035709249¬if_t=like and I thank PeeDee for my ability to relentlessly prod someone in the cognitive dissonance until they seem utterly unreasonable, and poke massive holes in all their arguments.
goddamn bootstrappers and their massive blinkers.
The Boy starts school in a month. Clearly the most important task of acquiring a cape-equipped Superman lunch bag is now my highest priority.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 29, 2014, 07:02:53 PM
So, I get my son home on Friday, for 3 weeks. And his 21st BD is on Sunday.
Good times will be had.
WOO!!
Quote from: Alty on July 29, 2014, 10:13:53 PM
The Boy starts school in a month. Clearly the most important task of acquiring a cape-equipped Superman lunch bag is now my highest priority.
OMG. That's going to be adorable.
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 29, 2014, 10:51:45 PM
Quote from: Alty on July 29, 2014, 10:13:53 PM
The Boy starts school in a month. Clearly the most important task of acquiring a cape-equipped Superman lunch bag is now my highest priority.
OMG. That's going to be adorable.
Yes, yes it will be.
(http://images.superherostuff.com/image-lunchsftdualsup-0-watermark.jpg)
Quote from: Alty on July 29, 2014, 11:03:56 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on July 29, 2014, 10:51:45 PM
Quote from: Alty on July 29, 2014, 10:13:53 PM
The Boy starts school in a month. Clearly the most important task of acquiring a cape-equipped Superman lunch bag is now my highest priority.
OMG. That's going to be adorable.
Yes, yes it will be.
(http://images.superherostuff.com/image-lunchsftdualsup-0-watermark.jpg)
That is awesome. O.O
Ach, so we are living with people who have a 2.5 year old. I may have mentioned this before. Anyway, I just overheard him say to her, "You better share your books or I am going to take them away!"
Now he is crying because I let him know what it feels like when someone says something nasty like that. Ah, parenting, the joy, the wanton fecal matter.
Today was a fucking train wreck. But the part that involves me leaving the house is over.
I had the fastest, most professional, least traumatic-y pap smear of my life today. I want to send my damn doctor a bouquet of roses. Two, if he teaches his nurse to shut up during exams. Three, if I can get the 'basting brush' jokes out of my head.
He was weirded out by my request to skip the anesthesia for the biopsy all together.
First he was expecting me to wuss out and then he was mildly terrified when I didn't so much as twitch at either the cutty or the burny part of the procedure. He looked at me when we were done and said "Now I've seen everything." O.o
A quick blood draw and that was that.
Then we left and everything else we were gonna get done today went to shit and I ain't even gonna talk about it. The important part is that in a few days or whatever I find out whether I should keep packing for Oregon or start selling everything for cancer treatment. YAY!
I feel like a crybaby for being as worried about the cancer thing as I am. It's a serious possibility but there isn't dick I can do about it.
Quote from: Alty on July 29, 2014, 11:29:27 PM
Ach, so we are living with people who have a 2.5 year old. I may have mentioned this before. Anyway, I just overheard him say to her, "You better share your books or I am going to take them away!"
Now he is crying because I let him know what it feels like when someone says something nasty like that. Ah, parenting, the joy, the wanton fecal matter.
So many delights to child-rearing.
TWID AND VILLAGER GO TO CHICAGO FOR A WEDDING
This was our first time flying together. She likes flying. I'm not too fond of the mode of travel.
(http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa66/dracolupus/plane_zps54442b56.jpg)
We decided to have authentic Chicago Deep Dish pizza. We continued to eat it here and there over the next 24 hours.
(http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa66/dracolupus/pizza_zps93f20e93.jpg)
The next day was the wedding, so we got dressed up
(http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa66/dracolupus/dressedup_zps8f7f7cc0.jpg)
Villager and I went to a church. A Catholic church mind you. Some heretic left this in the missal containment thingie in our pew. It's the Christian thing to do.
(http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa66/dracolupus/catholics_zps4e0d1325.jpg)
The best man decided to play a prank on the groom. It was flawless.
(http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa66/dracolupus/helpme_zps69340891.jpg)
Turns out that we're adults. We also got the cutest guitar picks ever. (Groom is a bassist and played in a band here in Boston)
(http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa66/dracolupus/numberten_zps432b42ca.jpg)
Also, there were these signs. Everywhere. Including the church, mind you, but this was at the reception.
(http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa66/dracolupus/noguns_zps028278ce.jpg)
The next day we went in town
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We went to Wrigley Field. One of my friends is a huge Cubs fan, and also, Red Sox fans gotta love a cursed underdog team.
(http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa66/dracolupus/wrigley_zps95cc88ca.jpg)
We found the spaceship from Flight of the Navigator (spaceship was my idea, but Dimo gets credit for pointing out FotN)
(http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa66/dracolupus/kevbean1_zps99e1f76c.jpg)
I suspect this is the spaceport
(http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa66/dracolupus/spaceportkev_zps5cf9b76c.jpg)
This artifact may or may not be related to the spaceship, but I have made it my new god, and Chicago is now my holy land.
(http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa66/dracolupus/head_zpsb2c02636.jpg)
This bridge currently leads to nowhere.
(http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa66/dracolupus/bridge2_zps6445e4fb.jpg)
This bridge currently leads to somewhere. (also pictured, groom's sister and her boyfriend, who were also in the groom's band. In fact, I'm wearing their shirt.)
(http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa66/dracolupus/bridge_zps2b8d7c47.jpg)
This is me at Midway Airport on Monday morning, beginning the geographically longest and most implausible commute to work I've ever done (as far as duration, it was the second longest. No snow was involved.)
(http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa66/dracolupus/coffee_zpsd6cf2073.jpg)
This was the last thing I saw before boarding. Apparently Chicago's airports have a problem with cyborgs from the future.
(http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa66/dracolupus/terminator_zps35f31d37.jpg)
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 29, 2014, 11:33:52 PM
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I feel like a crybaby for being as worried about the cancer thing as I am. It's a serious possibility but there isn't dick I can do about it.
That doesn't make it any less of a stressor.
Twid, you're like 30 minutes from me! Also, yeah those stickers are EVERYWHERE...some even have grenade silhouettes ... which I think is hilarious.
I'm glad you two are having a blast here!
Quote from: Bu☆ns on July 30, 2014, 12:16:58 AM
Twid, you're like 30 minutes from me! Also, yeah those stickers are EVERYWHERE...some even have grenade silhouettes ... which I think is hilarious.
I'm glad you two are having a blast here!
Were. I got back to Boston yesterday around noon.
But it was really, really fun, and I do want to go back when I have a little more money to throw at a trip as well as no obligation to attend a ceremony (free booze was great though). I kinda have a city crush on Chicago now.
I described it as like New York, if New York didn't smell like piss and the people were friendly. One of my friends, who is moving there on Sunday, said that was high on his list of considerations for places to abandon Boston for.
I'm eventually going to have to leave Boston, too. I kinda poked Villager about Chicago while we were there and she was like, it's a nice place, but it's basically bigger Boston with the chance of tornado. I don't quite agree, but since Chicago is probably as far from Boston as I am willing to go without leaving North America entirely, I'll let it pass.
Oh. And going to Chicago made me want to play guitar again. We didn't even hit up any blues clubs, but it shook something loose, and I am interested in making music again.
Hello, friends. Here's a quick update:
Should be getting internets Thursday or Friday.
New roommate is awesome local comedian and radio DJ.
Commuting 10 miles by bicycle in 100° weather isn't actually as bad as it sounds.
Found out I didn't default on my student loans, they had approved me for forbearance.
Going back to school for computer science (physics and calculus: wheeeeee!).
Health insurance finally kicked in and paid 100% of the costs for my asthma inhaler—thought I was going to die there for a minute.
Got fired from previous job without cause and immediately found a better job at a seedy internet TV station (one show actually airs on real TV). I make my own hours. 8)
Things are generally looking up.
Sorry to hear about your granny, Suu.
Congrats to Ian, Roger.
Awesome photos/story about your trip Twid!
Quote from: Net (+1 Hidden) and 5 guests on July 30, 2014, 12:57:00 AM
Hello, friends. Here's a quick update:
Should be getting internets Thursday or Friday.
New roommate is awesome local comedian and radio DJ.
Commuting 10 miles by bicycle in 100° weather isn't actually as bad as it sounds.
Found out I didn't default on my student loans, they had approved me for forbearance.
Going back to school for computer science (physics and calculus: wheeeeee!).
Health insurance finally kicked in and paid 100% of the costs for my asthma inhaler—thought I was going to die there for a minute.
Got fired from previous job without cause and immediately found a better job at a seedy internet TV. I make my own hours. 8)
Things are generally looking up.
Woohoo Net!
Quote from: Net (+1 Hidden) and 5 guests on July 30, 2014, 12:59:17 AM
Awesome photos/story about your trip Twid!
I really dig Chicago and wish I was still there. I'm going back as soon as I can, but a trip to Philadelphia will probably happen first.
Burns, next time I'm heading to Illinois, I'll give you a heads up beforehand.
The people who took a pic of us at Wrigley were also Cardinals fans (there was a game that day. Also for those that don't know, Cubs vs Cards are basically the same rivalry intensity as Red Sox vs Yankees). After the pic was taken, I was like, "Sorry about 2004 World Series. We're from Boston, by the way." "Oh, we were glad that you finally won. We just wish you didn't beat us so incredibly badly." (World Series is best of seven games. The Red Sox won the first four in a row).
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The Boy starts school in a month. Clearly the most important task of acquiring a cape-equipped Superman lunch bag is now my highest priority.
OMG. That's going to be adorable.
Yes, yes it will be.
(http://images.superherostuff.com/image-lunchsftdualsup-0-watermark.jpg)
GAH
I wish they'd had that when my littles were little.
Quote from: Net (+1 Hidden) and 5 guests on July 30, 2014, 12:57:00 AM
Hello, friends. Here's a quick update:
Should be getting internets Thursday or Friday.
New roommate is awesome local comedian and radio DJ.
Commuting 10 miles by bicycle in 100° weather isn't actually as bad as it sounds.
Found out I didn't default on my student loans, they had approved me for forbearance.
Going back to school for computer science (physics and calculus: wheeeeee!).
Health insurance finally kicked in and paid 100% of the costs for my asthma inhaler—thought I was going to die there for a minute.
Got fired from previous job without cause and immediately found a better job at a seedy internet TV station (one show actually airs on real TV). I make my own hours. 8)
Things are generally looking up.
Holy shit, it's about time things started to go better for you! Yay!
So, I may have mentioned that this week our research methods professor is a dingus.
This week's reading assignments, copied and pasted from the assignment page:
QuoteThe weekly schedule should look something like this:
Reading #1: Ch.4, (pp. 69-77)
Reading #2: Ch. 12
Reading #2: Appendix B
The weekly quiz? I's on chapter 13, which we haven't been assigned to read yet. Maybe it's next week's second reading #2.
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 29, 2014, 11:33:52 PM
Then we left and everything else we were gonna get done today went to shit and I ain't even gonna talk about it. The important part is that in a few days or whatever I find out whether I should keep packing for Oregon or start selling everything for cancer treatment. YAY!
My vote is for Oregon. It's nice here. I've never had cancer, but I can't imagine that being as nice. Yeah. You should definitely come here instead.
Unless the full range of my mental faculties have left me, and let me tell you, it certainly feels that way these days, I have been rejected as unworthy to volunteer for Alaskan Democrats for lack of devotion to a certain Senator.
My dissapointment is a truck full of bees.
I have often wondered where the wild-eyed idealists in my town spend their time. That headquarters was full of wide-eyed pretty people. Something about them drives me to hate and shame at the same time. Mostly hate though.
It is, in fact, a lot like the way wide-eyed pretty people can be found in many a church.
My People are, and always will be, some kind of scum.
I dunno how I feel about that. Drunk, I guess. I feel drunk about that.
Quote from: Alty on July 31, 2014, 03:09:16 AM
Unless the full range of my mental faculties have left me, and let me tell you, it certainly feels that way these days, I have been rejected as unworthy to volunteer for Alaskan Democrats for lack of devotion to a certain Senator.
My dissapointment is a truck full of bees.
It's a badge of honor. I've been drummed out of both parties.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 31, 2014, 03:51:50 AM
Quote from: Alty on July 31, 2014, 03:09:16 AM
Unless the full range of my mental faculties have left me, and let me tell you, it certainly feels that way these days, I have been rejected as unworthy to volunteer for Alaskan Democrats for lack of devotion to a certain Senator.
My dissapointment is a truck full of bees.
It's a badge of honor. I've been drummed out of both parties.
My favorite part was:
"Uh, aha, well Zach will call you and set something up that, uh, will work with that you'd like to do."
Me:
Awesome.
Dude:
*gets up to escort me out the door*
Me:
Do you have my number.
Dude:
Oh. Yes. What's your number.
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
FEAR ME.
Quote from: Alty on July 31, 2014, 04:01:16 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on July 31, 2014, 03:51:50 AM
Quote from: Alty on July 31, 2014, 03:09:16 AM
Unless the full range of my mental faculties have left me, and let me tell you, it certainly feels that way these days, I have been rejected as unworthy to volunteer for Alaskan Democrats for lack of devotion to a certain Senator.
My dissapointment is a truck full of bees.
It's a badge of honor. I've been drummed out of both parties.
My favorite part was:
"Uh, aha, well Zach will call you and set something up that, uh, will work with that you'd like to do."
Me:
Awesome.
Dude:
*gets up to escort me out the door*
Me:
Do you have my number.
Dude:
Oh. Yes. What's your number.
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
FEAR ME.
Get 'em.
My internets have arrived.
:magick:
85% moved from Breck to Boulder. Found out the landlord will let us end the lease after 11 months, so I only have to pay rent in 2 places for August alone. Sadly this means no apartment on main for oktoberfest/the yellow-ing, but even that isn't worth 700.
New apartment blows my old one out of the water though. I also bought real furniture for the first time in my life.
Ski resorts were a great place to spend my mid 20s. Would definitely recommend. Just don't be surprised when you're rushing to get away from them in your late 20s.
Heading home next week for a few days.
Already counting the hours until I return to civilisation.
I was in Chicago last week. It smells better than I remember.
Also, why are there so many dogs now?
Quote from: Trivial on August 01, 2014, 03:25:04 AM
I was in Chicago last week. It smells better than I remember.
Also, why are there so many dogs now?
They're inexpensive security systems in these uncertain times.
Quote from: Trivial on August 01, 2014, 03:25:04 AM
I was in Chicago last week. It smells better than I remember.
Also, why are there so many dogs now?
Yeah, I noticed how much I wasn't smelling such a large city when I was there. I was like shit dude, what the fuck is New York dropping the ball on? One of the natives was like, "We regularly clean our streets and sidewalks." I told them to get their mayor to send New York's mayor their street sweeping plans.
I was actively getting a list of things that I would want in a new locale, too.
Maybe go somewhere where people see live music when they don't know the musicians, take on the local genre a bit.
Maybe go to a place with an American League team so I can see the Sox when they come to town.
Maybe go to a place with a National League team so I could root for them too (unless they matched up with Boston in the World Series).
:lulz:
Wrong thread, whoops. Meh.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on August 01, 2014, 04:20:14 AM
Quote from: Trivial on August 01, 2014, 03:25:04 AM
I was in Chicago last week. It smells better than I remember.
Also, why are there so many dogs now?
Yeah, I noticed how much I wasn't smelling such a large city when I was there. I was like shit dude, what the fuck is New York dropping the ball on? One of the natives was like, "We regularly clean our streets and sidewalks." I told them to get their mayor to send New York's mayor their street sweeping plans.
When I first moved to Chicago, it was an open sewer. The one thing Daley Jr did well was tidy things up.
In terms of garbage, I mean. In other matters, his record's not so good.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on August 01, 2014, 04:36:26 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on August 01, 2014, 04:20:14 AM
Quote from: Trivial on August 01, 2014, 03:25:04 AM
I was in Chicago last week. It smells better than I remember.
Also, why are there so many dogs now?
Yeah, I noticed how much I wasn't smelling such a large city when I was there. I was like shit dude, what the fuck is New York dropping the ball on? One of the natives was like, "We regularly clean our streets and sidewalks." I told them to get their mayor to send New York's mayor their street sweeping plans.
When I first moved to Chicago, it was an open sewer. The one thing Daley Jr did well was tidy things up.
In terms of garbage, I mean. In other matters, his record's not so good.
It's looking pretty good now. I was impressed.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on August 01, 2014, 04:38:46 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on August 01, 2014, 04:36:26 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on August 01, 2014, 04:20:14 AM
Quote from: Trivial on August 01, 2014, 03:25:04 AM
I was in Chicago last week. It smells better than I remember.
Also, why are there so many dogs now?
Yeah, I noticed how much I wasn't smelling such a large city when I was there. I was like shit dude, what the fuck is New York dropping the ball on? One of the natives was like, "We regularly clean our streets and sidewalks." I told them to get their mayor to send New York's mayor their street sweeping plans.
When I first moved to Chicago, it was an open sewer. The one thing Daley Jr did well was tidy things up.
In terms of garbage, I mean. In other matters, his record's not so good.
It's looking pretty good now. I was impressed.
I hear that's why they call it the "windy city" :lol:
Quote from: LuciferX on August 01, 2014, 06:33:03 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on August 01, 2014, 04:38:46 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on August 01, 2014, 04:36:26 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on August 01, 2014, 04:20:14 AM
Quote from: Trivial on August 01, 2014, 03:25:04 AM
I was in Chicago last week. It smells better than I remember.
Also, why are there so many dogs now?
Yeah, I noticed how much I wasn't smelling such a large city when I was there. I was like shit dude, what the fuck is New York dropping the ball on? One of the natives was like, "We regularly clean our streets and sidewalks." I told them to get their mayor to send New York's mayor their street sweeping plans.
When I first moved to Chicago, it was an open sewer. The one thing Daley Jr did well was tidy things up.
In terms of garbage, I mean. In other matters, his record's not so good.
It's looking pretty good now. I was impressed.
I hear that's why they call it the "windy city" :lol:
It's because the politicians are full of hot air or being windbags or something. Either way it's the politicians.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on August 01, 2014, 06:38:24 AM
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Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on August 01, 2014, 04:38:46 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on August 01, 2014, 04:36:26 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on August 01, 2014, 04:20:14 AM
Quote from: Trivial on August 01, 2014, 03:25:04 AM
I was in Chicago last week. It smells better than I remember.
Also, why are there so many dogs now?
Yeah, I noticed how much I wasn't smelling such a large city when I was there. I was like shit dude, what the fuck is New York dropping the ball on? One of the natives was like, "We regularly clean our streets and sidewalks." I told them to get their mayor to send New York's mayor their street sweeping plans.
When I first moved to Chicago, it was an open sewer. The one thing Daley Jr did well was tidy things up.
In terms of garbage, I mean. In other matters, his record's not so good.
It's looking pretty good now. I was impressed.
I hear that's why they call it the "windy city" :lol:
It's because the politicians are full of hot air or being windbags or something. Either way it's the politicians.
Yea, heads on a swivel
Not always too civil
Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on July 29, 2014, 11:33:52 PM
Today was a fucking train wreck. But the part that involves me leaving the house is over.
I had the fastest, most professional, least traumatic-y pap smear of my life today. I want to send my damn doctor a bouquet of roses. Two, if he teaches his nurse to shut up during exams. Three, if I can get the 'basting brush' jokes out of my head.
He was weirded out by my request to skip the anesthesia for the biopsy all together.
First he was expecting me to wuss out and then he was mildly terrified when I didn't so much as twitch at either the cutty or the burny part of the procedure. He looked at me when we were done and said "Now I've seen everything." O.o
A quick blood draw and that was that.
Then we left and everything else we were gonna get done today went to shit and I ain't even gonna talk about it. The important part is that in a few days or whatever I find out whether I should keep packing for Oregon or start selling everything for cancer treatment. YAY!
I feel like a crybaby for being as worried about the cancer thing as I am. It's a serious possibility but there isn't dick I can do about it.
Ugh. Been there. :( Good luck, I hope it's all clear.
Quote from: Alty on July 31, 2014, 03:16:04 AM
My People are, and always will be, some kind of scum.
I dunno how I feel about that. Drunk, I guess. I feel drunk about that.
:lulz:
I am a ball of overheated seething resentment, but part 2 of my research proposal has been submitted.
Still pretty sure the professor's drunk.
I just started doing some oil painting - and the word "dabbling" finally clicked. I think it's about how dabbing with a round brush can easily produce effective results. Oh, and I don't care if I'm wrong :lulz:
You better paint some happy trees!
Quote from: Trivial on August 02, 2014, 01:20:32 AM
You better paint some happy trees!
And just beat the hell out that brush :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: (you got it)
Quote from: LuciferX on August 02, 2014, 04:41:18 AM
Quote from: Trivial on August 02, 2014, 01:20:32 AM
You better paint some happy trees!
And just beat the hell out that brush :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: (you got it)
hahhahahha YES. It's the best part! but make sure you grin and look at the camera afterward.
My housemates seem to have dismantled my floor lamp for some reason.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on August 01, 2014, 04:38:46 AM
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Quote from: Trivial on August 01, 2014, 03:25:04 AM
I was in Chicago last week. It smells better than I remember.
Also, why are there so many dogs now?
Yeah, I noticed how much I wasn't smelling such a large city when I was there. I was like shit dude, what the fuck is New York dropping the ball on? One of the natives was like, "We regularly clean our streets and sidewalks." I told them to get their mayor to send New York's mayor their street sweeping plans.
When I first moved to Chicago, it was an open sewer. The one thing Daley Jr did well was tidy things up.
In terms of garbage, I mean. In other matters, his record's not so good.
It's looking pretty good now. I was impressed.
The rot is all underneath.
In the form of hopeless, endless corruption.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on August 02, 2014, 04:35:18 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on August 01, 2014, 04:38:46 AM
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Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on August 01, 2014, 04:20:14 AM
Quote from: Trivial on August 01, 2014, 03:25:04 AM
I was in Chicago last week. It smells better than I remember.
Also, why are there so many dogs now?
Yeah, I noticed how much I wasn't smelling such a large city when I was there. I was like shit dude, what the fuck is New York dropping the ball on? One of the natives was like, "We regularly clean our streets and sidewalks." I told them to get their mayor to send New York's mayor their street sweeping plans.
When I first moved to Chicago, it was an open sewer. The one thing Daley Jr did well was tidy things up.
In terms of garbage, I mean. In other matters, his record's not so good.
It's looking pretty good now. I was impressed.
The rot is all underneath.
In the form of hopeless, endless corruption.
So trying to sell Obama's empty seat wasn't a one off thing. I suppose I'm not surprised by that.
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on August 02, 2014, 05:55:00 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on August 02, 2014, 04:35:18 PM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on August 01, 2014, 04:38:46 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on August 01, 2014, 04:36:26 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on August 01, 2014, 04:20:14 AM
Quote from: Trivial on August 01, 2014, 03:25:04 AM
I was in Chicago last week. It smells better than I remember.
Also, why are there so many dogs now?
Yeah, I noticed how much I wasn't smelling such a large city when I was there. I was like shit dude, what the fuck is New York dropping the ball on? One of the natives was like, "We regularly clean our streets and sidewalks." I told them to get their mayor to send New York's mayor their street sweeping plans.
When I first moved to Chicago, it was an open sewer. The one thing Daley Jr did well was tidy things up.
In terms of garbage, I mean. In other matters, his record's not so good.
It's looking pretty good now. I was impressed.
The rot is all underneath.
In the form of hopeless, endless corruption.
So trying to sell Obama's empty seat wasn't a one off thing. I suppose I'm not surprised by that.
Blagovich was just clumsy. That kind of shit is NORMAL, but you're still supposed to HIDE it.
I'm not even sure how far back Chicago's corruption goes. At least the 1920s, for sure, but possibly way, way longer.
Any place that is that persistently corrupt, over that long a period of time, has some serious rot.
Someone down in my hood seems to be preparing for an awesome party - that light rig is crazy!
Just went out drinking with my son and his friend Cassie.
And then she caveman'd him. :argh!:
I might see him by Monday.
Quote from: Cain on August 02, 2014, 09:23:57 PM
I'm not even sure how far back Chicago's corruption goes. At least the 1920s, for sure, but possibly way, way longer.
Any place that is that persistently corrupt, over that long a period of time, has some serious rot.
And yet it functions. It's still one of the big three. I can't figure it out, either.
I just won the 1st annual International Jeet Kun Do Comparison heavyweight grappling division.... by beating one guy. Huzzah!
What, did you beat him so badly that everyone else just thought "FUCK NO"?
Because that would be kind of awesome.
:argh!:"NOT ONE PERSON ORDERED THE SWEETBREADS" : :lulz:
Quote from: Bu☆ns on August 02, 2014, 05:14:52 AM
Quote from: LuciferX on August 02, 2014, 04:41:18 AM
Quote from: Trivial on August 02, 2014, 01:20:32 AM
You better paint some happy trees!
And just beat the hell out that brush :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: (you got it)
hahhahahha YES. It's the best part! but make sure you grin and look at the camera afterward.
Albre-Sympatique:
(http://panchronos.com/DSC00825_2.jpg)
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on August 03, 2014, 10:07:18 AM
Quote from: Cain on August 02, 2014, 09:23:57 PM
I'm not even sure how far back Chicago's corruption goes. At least the 1920s, for sure, but possibly way, way longer.
Any place that is that persistently corrupt, over that long a period of time, has some serious rot.
And yet it functions. It's still one of the big three. I can't figure it out, either.
Oh, I have no problem understanding that. Corruption is just an older form of governance, nepotism and aristocracy all bundled up into one nice system. Hong Kong worked remarkably well with its system...
Also, I did some checking, and the first corruption case was in 1869. So, for about 40 years, Chicago was indeed mostly corruption free.
Mild rant ahead:
We have a budget. I told you how much there was available after taking out necessities.
First thing you do is blow past that budget (80 doesn't just magically turn into 110). Ok, can work with that...not too much over. But absolutely nothing else can be spent. That was agreed on. And repeatedly reinforced when anyone else wanted something.
then YOU decided that well....we are running out of this and this and this so go ahead and get some. Little more of that set aside money gone.
THEN you decided that more was needed. To the sum of 50 dollars. Because you were tired of what was here.
I don't want to hear a fucking complaint when come Friday we have even less than last time around after the needed things are paid :argh!:
/rant over
CPD: :eek: D: I hope you are okay!
Sita: :crankey: I feel for you.
I went to Brighton Pride, and bought lots of tea. I ended up not doing the pride party proper, because money, and then we went to eat pho.
I've started actually writing on my tea blog, and am embarking on a project to do 50 reviews of different teas, one a day. The title of this is Fifty Shades of Tea. If anyone is interested in reading it I can link it when I'm at my PC.
Quote from: Junkenstein on August 04, 2014, 07:28:19 AM
What, did you beat him so badly that everyone else just thought "FUCK NO"?
Because that would be kind of awesome.
I wish. The tournament was so small that there was only one other dude in my division. If anyone asks though, i'm saying i left a trail of bodies in my wake. :argh!:
Quote from: Chelagoras The Lust-Driven Dickwolf on August 04, 2014, 07:27:20 PM
Quote from: Junkenstein on August 04, 2014, 07:28:19 AM
What, did you beat him so badly that everyone else just thought "FUCK NO"?
Because that would be kind of awesome.
I wish. The tournament was so small that there was only one other dude in my division. If anyone asks though, i'm saying i left a trail of bodies in my wake. :argh!:
At the top, competition is hard to find :)
Phone interview for 30k/yr gig tomorrow. Thanks Roger for helping me get this far.
Good luck that bear.
Quote from: Triggered word /b/ear on August 05, 2014, 02:05:33 PM
Phone interview for 30k/yr gig tomorrow. Thanks Roger for helping me get this far.
Anytime, Bearman.
I have been taking 5HTP and it seems to be working.
It's hard to say, but I haven't been waking up with every single person I hate running trough my mind. Even better, I can actively think about shit like that without that flat tire in my brain making a fuss.
Huzah!
Quote from: Cain on August 04, 2014, 01:48:32 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on August 03, 2014, 10:07:18 AM
Quote from: Cain on August 02, 2014, 09:23:57 PM
I'm not even sure how far back Chicago's corruption goes. At least the 1920s, for sure, but possibly way, way longer.
Any place that is that persistently corrupt, over that long a period of time, has some serious rot.
And yet it functions. It's still one of the big three. I can't figure it out, either.
Oh, I have no problem understanding that. Corruption is just an older form of governance, nepotism and aristocracy all bundled up into one nice system. Hong Kong worked remarkably well with its system...
Also, I did some checking, and the first corruption case was in 1869. So, for about 40 years, Chicago was indeed mostly corruption free.
So basically, when the city was 36 years old.
:lulz:
Quote from: Sita on August 04, 2014, 03:23:10 PM
Mild rant ahead:
We have a budget. I told you how much there was available after taking out necessities.
First thing you do is blow past that budget (80 doesn't just magically turn into 110). Ok, can work with that...not too much over. But absolutely nothing else can be spent. That was agreed on. And repeatedly reinforced when anyone else wanted something.
then YOU decided that well....we are running out of this and this and this so go ahead and get some. Little more of that set aside money gone.
THEN you decided that more was needed. To the sum of 50 dollars. Because you were tired of what was here.
I don't want to hear a fucking complaint when come Friday we have even less than last time around after the needed things are paid :argh!:
/rant over
Ugh... that's a tight situation
Selfish self-promotion.
http://www.gofundme.com/cmp6f8
Quote from: Triggered word /b/ear on August 06, 2014, 03:34:50 AM
Selfish self-promotion.
http://www.gofundme.com/cmp6f8
I can throw a couple of bucks next week. (First tuition payment is pending)
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on August 06, 2014, 03:55:50 AM
Quote from: Triggered word /b/ear on August 06, 2014, 03:34:50 AM
Selfish self-promotion.
http://www.gofundme.com/cmp6f8
I can throw a couple of bucks next week. (First tuition payment is pending)
I shall make you a Robot Picard that says Star Wars sucks!
Quote from: Triggered word /b/ear on August 06, 2014, 03:58:09 AM
Quote from: Ållnephew Tvýðleþøn on August 06, 2014, 03:55:50 AM
Quote from: Triggered word /b/ear on August 06, 2014, 03:34:50 AM
Selfish self-promotion.
http://www.gofundme.com/cmp6f8
I can throw a couple of bucks next week. (First tuition payment is pending)
I shall make you a Robot Picard that says Star Wars sucks!
:mittens:
Quote from: Sita on August 04, 2014, 03:23:10 PM
Mild rant ahead:
We have a budget. I told you how much there was available after taking out necessities.
First thing you do is blow past that budget (80 doesn't just magically turn into 110). Ok, can work with that...not too much over. But absolutely nothing else can be spent. That was agreed on. And repeatedly reinforced when anyone else wanted something.
then YOU decided that well....we are running out of this and this and this so go ahead and get some. Little more of that set aside money gone.
THEN you decided that more was needed. To the sum of 50 dollars. Because you were tired of what was here.
I don't want to hear a fucking complaint when come Friday we have even less than last time around after the needed things are paid :argh!:
/rant over
I love people who don't grasp the whole "budget" concept.
I love to throw them into the river.
Quote from: Pope Pixie Pickle on August 04, 2014, 05:45:10 PM
I went to Brighton Pride, and bought lots of tea. I ended up not doing the pride party proper, because money, and then we went to eat pho.
I've started actually writing on my tea blog, and am embarking on a project to do 50 reviews of different teas, one a day. The title of this is Fifty Shades of Tea. If anyone is interested in reading it I can link it when I'm at my PC.
That sounds kind of awesome.
Quote from: Chelagoras The Lust-Driven Dickwolf on August 03, 2014, 11:49:08 PM
I just won the 1st annual International Jeet Kun Do Comparison heavyweight grappling division.... by beating one guy. Huzzah!
On some level, though, don't you always win by beating one guy?
Quote from: Triggered word /b/ear on August 05, 2014, 02:05:33 PM
Phone interview for 30k/yr gig tomorrow. Thanks Roger for helping me get this far.
Good luck!
Quote from: Alty on August 05, 2014, 07:16:30 PM
I have been taking 5HTP and it seems to be working.
It's hard to say, but I haven't been waking up with every single person I hate running trough my mind. Even better, I can actively think about shit like that without that flat tire in my brain making a fuss.
Huzah!
I love that stuff. Seriously, it has helped me so much with sleep, and with emotional lability. It's great.
Quote from: Triggered word /b/ear on August 06, 2014, 03:34:50 AM
Selfish self-promotion.
http://www.gofundme.com/cmp6f8
That looks like it would be an awesome shop, good luck Bear!
Successfully made a rough 3D island in Blender and textured water and land separately. Soon, precious, I will be a master of making game art assets.
Quote from: Triggered word /b/ear on August 06, 2014, 03:34:50 AM
Selfish self-promotion.
http://www.gofundme.com/cmp6f8
The text doesn't make it very clear how much you're looking to raise, nor what really you'll be doing with funds raised. Is it to expand the inventory? Move to a brick and mortar location? Fund payroll?
I mean, I'm still going to kick you a $20 or so, but for other people, they may want to know more about what your business plan is.
Oh, btw, I don't really need/want the Yu-Gi-OMGWTF reward, but feel free to mail it to someone you randomly choose from the phone book.
I'm on page 6 of a 7 page paper, and my computer decides its out of memory so I have to restart and re-find the paper I was in the process of citing. :argh!:
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on August 06, 2014, 04:20:48 PM
I'm on page 6 of a 7 page paper, and my computer decides its out of memory so I have to restart and re-find the paper I was in the process of citing. :argh!:
:crankey:
I hope you saved it relatively recently before it pooped out.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on August 06, 2014, 12:09:07 PM
Quote from: Triggered word /b/ear on August 06, 2014, 03:34:50 AM
Selfish self-promotion.
http://www.gofundme.com/cmp6f8
The text doesn't make it very clear how much you're looking to raise, nor what really you'll be doing with funds raised. Is it to expand the inventory? Move to a brick and mortar location? Fund payroll?
I mean, I'm still going to kick you a $20 or so, but for other people, they may want to know more about what your business plan is.
Oh, btw, I don't really need/want the Yu-Gi-OMGWTF reward, but feel free to mail it to someone you randomly choose from the phone book.
np
Phone interview done. Now I wait 5 days to see if I'll be doing a face to face interview.
Ty'z for posting about this - helping my related apprehensions.
Quote from: Pæs on August 06, 2014, 10:44:33 AM
Successfully made a rough 3D island in Blender and textured water and land separately. Soon, precious, I will be a master of making game art assets.
I know, right! Did you try the fluid simulator? How did you do the water (landscape generator + texture?)...
Now it gives me back the ring :lulz:
Back from celebrating my Grampa's 70th. He got a message from the hospital a few days before that he beat the cancer. That'll be the second time in ten years the old beast did that. :)
Fuck yah! Cancer can go suck it.
Quote from: Allfader Waffles on August 07, 2014, 12:38:49 PM
Back from celebrating my Grampa's 70th. He got a message from the hospital a few days before that he beat the cancer. That'll be the second time in ten years the old beast did that. :)
That's awesome, Waffle.
Quote from: Net (+1 Hidden) and 5 guests on August 06, 2014, 04:26:18 PM
Quote from: The Right Reverend Nigel on August 06, 2014, 04:20:48 PM
I'm on page 6 of a 7 page paper, and my computer decides its out of memory so I have to restart and re-find the paper I was in the process of citing. :argh!:
:crankey:
I hope you saved it relatively recently before it pooped out.
Yeah, I'm a pretty compulsive saver, it was just annoying to have to restart EVERYTHING. I need a new computer. Someday.
Quote from: Allfader Waffles on August 07, 2014, 12:38:49 PM
Back from celebrating my Grampa's 70th. He got a message from the hospital a few days before that he beat the cancer. That'll be the second time in ten years the old beast did that. :)
That's awesome!
Quote from: Allfader Waffles on August 07, 2014, 12:38:49 PM
Back from celebrating my Grampa's 70th. He got a message from the hospital a few days before that he beat the cancer. That'll be the second time in ten years the old beast did that. :)
That's awesome!
Thanks all!
Quote from: Allfader Waffles on August 07, 2014, 12:38:49 PM
Back from celebrating my Grampa's 70th. He got a message from the hospital a few days before that he beat the cancer. That'll be the second time in ten years the old beast did that. :)
Now THAT'S some good stock.
Quote from: Bu☆ns on August 07, 2014, 04:54:56 PM
Quote from: Allfader Waffles on August 07, 2014, 12:38:49 PM
Back from celebrating my Grampa's 70th. He got a message from the hospital a few days before that he beat the cancer. That'll be the second time in ten years the old beast did that. :)
Now THAT'S some good stock.
Viking DNA. They use cancer cells for thralls.
Awesome!
Quote from: Allfader Waffles on August 07, 2014, 12:38:49 PM
Back from celebrating my Grampa's 70th. He got a message from the hospital a few days before that he beat the cancer. That'll be the second time in ten years the old beast did that. :)
I'm glad to hear that!
Applying for Teach For America. How much lying is too much lying?
Lie until you ain't got a solid alibi.
Good news that viking.
I have returned home. There's probably a good German word for the situation but it's varied to say the least.
Quote from: Chelagoras The Lust-Driven Dickwolf on August 07, 2014, 11:09:11 PM
Applying for Teach For America. How much lying is too much lying?
I went through that a few years back. I didn't get selected but if you have any questions about the interview process I can try to help. I got to the final round.
thanks, i'll remember that :D
Guardians of the Galaxy was the best super hero I've seen so far. Amazing movie for casual anybody.
TMNT was pretty good. Left a lot for a sequel. Best part it pissed off really real fans, and there's no pizza cowabunga bullshit.
So if you got $7-$10 to blow, and want to be entertained, and gasp have a good time go watch either of those movies.
Quote from: Triggered word /b/ear on August 08, 2014, 04:33:34 AM
Guardians of the Galaxy was the best super hero I've seen so far. Amazing movie for casual anybody.
TMNT was pretty good. Left a lot for a sequel. Best part it pissed off really real fans, and there's no pizza cowabunga bullshit.
So if you got $7-$10 to blow, and want to be entertained, and gasp have a good time go watch either of those movies.
NO PIZZA?!!
Next you'll tell me they are named Bob, Jim, John and Timmy!
Quote from: Triggered word /b/ear on August 08, 2014, 04:33:34 AM
Guardians of the Galaxy was the best super hero I've seen so far. Amazing movie for casual anybody.
TMNT was pretty good. Left a lot for a sequel. Best part it pissed off really real fans, and there's no pizza cowabunga bullshit.
So if you got $7-$10 to blow, and want to be entertained, and gasp have a good time go watch either of those movies.
I liked Guardians of the Galaxy. You hear a lot of flak directed at superhero movies but Marvel at least has put out some of the most consistently entertaining shit in the last few years. The writing for this one and Avengers in particular was tight. It's not serious cinema like the contrived garbage that keeps getting released at Oscar season, and it's not supposed to be. I used to be all about the fall and winter releases but now if I'm going to sit for several hours in front of a screen I'd rather it not be for emotionally manipulative misery.
I liked Guardians because it had some cool sci-fi aspects, great humour without any of the horrible wooden dialogue that seems to be a trope of TV sci-fi.
Sometimes it's ok because of a military setting (TNG, Battlestar Galactica), but more often then not it comes off as so goddamn cheesy.
It's why I couldn't get into mass effect, all the men sound like functioning autistics and all the women sounds like they are a victorian era coming out party
"The year is 2209, these are the voyages of the starship aspergers"
There's only one other sci-fi for tv that pulled it off for me and that's Lexx, where the main cast have no other goal then to travel the universe and get a good dicking.
I won't say I'll never watch the new TMNT movie, but I sure won't pay money to do so.
Between the Shrek-like look, the fact that were actually, purposely created and now I hear there's no pizza loving or Mikey catchphrase? (I can understand if they didn't want to use cowabunga, the new cartoon has booyakasha, they could come up with something) it's just wrong.
Quote from: Regret on August 08, 2014, 01:14:42 PM
Quote from: Triggered word /b/ear on August 08, 2014, 04:33:34 AM
Guardians of the Galaxy was the best super hero I've seen so far. Amazing movie for casual anybody.
TMNT was pretty good. Left a lot for a sequel. Best part it pissed off really real fans, and there's no pizza cowabunga bullshit.
So if you got $7-$10 to blow, and want to be entertained, and gasp have a good time go watch either of those movies.
NO PIZZA?!!
Next you'll tell me they are named Bob, Jim, John and Timmy!
There's pizza because of product placement they also enjoy other food.
Quote from: Sita on August 08, 2014, 01:58:56 PM
I won't say I'll never watch the new TMNT movie, but I sure won't pay money to do so.
Between the Shrek-like look, the fact that were actually, purposely created and now I hear there's no pizza loving or Mikey catchphrase? (I can understand if they didn't want to use cowabunga, the new cartoon has booyakasha, they could come up with something) it's just wrong.
There's lots of easter eggs to nostalgia fans, but this isn't that stupid 90's cartoon. It's not as good as the 90's original movie because that movie has closure, and you got the full revenge story in one setting. This new release felt too short, but I guess it's fitting since they want to crank out a sequel, and will go into more of the new IDW comics, and Nickelodeon reboot.
In the movie they mention a magical alchemist in a old japanese legend who create a elixir/water of great power. I'm going to assume it's Krang and his mutagen. In the IDW comics reboot the "Iron Demon" (Krang) made a bargain with the Oroku Saki to serve him in exchange for the mutagen to extend his life. Saki betrays him, and sends him back to hell (Dimension X gateway), and steals the mutagen for himself.
They do say cowabunga, and they tie in with April O neil with the turtles, and Splinter is amazing.
If you want to see a Revenge story with a dysfunctional family trying to find their place in the world then go ahead, and take a chance. There's totally sequels in mind.
When it comes to fighting Splinter totally outclasses his sons, but he is old as fuck.
Quote from: Triggered word /b/ear on August 08, 2014, 03:38:35 PM
Quote from: Sita on August 08, 2014, 01:58:56 PM
I won't say I'll never watch the new TMNT movie, but I sure won't pay money to do so.
Between the Shrek-like look, the fact that were actually, purposely created and now I hear there's no pizza loving or Mikey catchphrase? (I can understand if they didn't want to use cowabunga, the new cartoon has booyakasha, they could come up with something) it's just wrong.
There's lots of easter eggs to nostalgia fans, but this isn't that stupid 90's cartoon. It's not as good as the 90's original movie because that movie has closure, and you got the full revenge story in one setting. This new release felt too short, but I guess it's fitting since they want to crank out a sequel, and will go into more of the new IDW comics, and Nickelodeon reboot.
In the movie they mention a magical alchemist in a old japanese legend who create a elixir/water of great power. I'm going to assume it's Krang and his mutagen. In the IDW comics reboot the "Iron Demon" (Krang) made a bargain with the Oroku Saki to serve him in exchange for the mutagen to extend his life. Saki betrays him, and sends him back to hell (Dimension X gateway), and steals the mutagen for himself.
They do say cowabunga, and they tie in with April O neil with the turtles, and Splinter is amazing.
If you want to see a Revenge story with a dysfunctional family trying to find their place in the world then go ahead, and take a chance. There's totally sequels in mind.
When it comes to fighting Splinter totally outclasses his sons, but he is old as fuck.
So less of the campiness of the original cartoons, but more like the cartoons from the 20003 and the new ones? Can handle that.
You make it sound a whole lot better than any ad has.
Beginning to sound like it might need to treat it like I did the Trek reboot. Think of it like an alternate timeline or something.
If only their look wasn't so awful.
Quote from: Sita on August 08, 2014, 03:57:59 PM
Quote from: Triggered word /b/ear on August 08, 2014, 03:38:35 PM
Quote from: Sita on August 08, 2014, 01:58:56 PM
I won't say I'll never watch the new TMNT movie, but I sure won't pay money to do so.
Between the Shrek-like look, the fact that were actually, purposely created and now I hear there's no pizza loving or Mikey catchphrase? (I can understand if they didn't want to use cowabunga, the new cartoon has booyakasha, they could come up with something) it's just wrong.
There's lots of easter eggs to nostalgia fans, but this isn't that stupid 90's cartoon. It's not as good as the 90's original movie because that movie has closure, and you got the full revenge story in one setting. This new release felt too short, but I guess it's fitting since they want to crank out a sequel, and will go into more of the new IDW comics, and Nickelodeon reboot.
In the movie they mention a magical alchemist in a old japanese legend who create a elixir/water of great power. I'm going to assume it's Krang and his mutagen. In the IDW comics reboot the "Iron Demon" (Krang) made a bargain with the Oroku Saki to serve him in exchange for the mutagen to extend his life. Saki betrays him, and sends him back to hell (Dimension X gateway), and steals the mutagen for himself.
They do say cowabunga, and they tie in with April O neil with the turtles, and Splinter is amazing.
If you want to see a Revenge story with a dysfunctional family trying to find their place in the world then go ahead, and take a chance. There's totally sequels in mind.
When it comes to fighting Splinter totally outclasses his sons, but he is old as fuck.
So less of the campiness of the original cartoons, but more like the cartoons from the 20003 and the new ones? Can handle that.
You make it sound a whole lot better than any ad has.
Beginning to sound like it might need to treat it like I did the Trek reboot. Think of it like an alternate timeline or something.
If only their look wasn't so awful.
They're mutants.
I've heard a lot of good things about Guardians. Good sci-fi, it's fun, it's a superhero film without all the GRIMDARK EDGINESS OMG of many other films of the genre, that it has engaging male and female characters and that it has a very wide appeal, across many demographics including those who don't normally like that kind of film.
Which makes me want to hate it, just to be contrary, and possibly an article in Slate. But I have yet to see it, and would probably like it, so that plan kinda fails.
Quote from: Triggered word /b/ear on August 08, 2014, 04:46:19 PM
Quote from: Sita on August 08, 2014, 03:57:59 PM
Quote from: Triggered word /b/ear on August 08, 2014, 03:38:35 PM
Quote from: Sita on August 08, 2014, 01:58:56 PM
I won't say I'll never watch the new TMNT movie, but I sure won't pay money to do so.
Between the Shrek-like look, the fact that were actually, purposely created and now I hear there's no pizza loving or Mikey catchphrase? (I can understand if they didn't want to use cowabunga, the new cartoon has booyakasha, they could come up with something) it's just wrong.
There's lots of easter eggs to nostalgia fans, but this isn't that stupid 90's cartoon. It's not as good as the 90's original movie because that movie has closure, and you got the full revenge story in one setting. This new release felt too short, but I guess it's fitting since they want to crank out a sequel, and will go into more of the new IDW comics, and Nickelodeon reboot.
In the movie they mention a magical alchemist in a old japanese legend who create a elixir/water of great power. I'm going to assume it's Krang and his mutagen. In the IDW comics reboot the "Iron Demon" (Krang) made a bargain with the Oroku Saki to serve him in exchange for the mutagen to extend his life. Saki betrays him, and sends him back to hell (Dimension X gateway), and steals the mutagen for himself.
They do say cowabunga, and they tie in with April O neil with the turtles, and Splinter is amazing.
If you want to see a Revenge story with a dysfunctional family trying to find their place in the world then go ahead, and take a chance. There's totally sequels in mind.
When it comes to fighting Splinter totally outclasses his sons, but he is old as fuck.
So less of the campiness of the original cartoons, but more like the cartoons from the 20003 and the new ones? Can handle that.
You make it sound a whole lot better than any ad has.
Beginning to sound like it might need to treat it like I did the Trek reboot. Think of it like an alternate timeline or something.
If only their look wasn't so awful.
They're mutants.
Aren't we all...
Quote from: Triggered word /b/ear on August 08, 2014, 04:46:19 PM
They're mutants.
Yes, but they still could look more like turtles than some ogre with a shell.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on August 07, 2014, 06:06:30 PM
Quote from: Bu☆ns on August 07, 2014, 04:54:56 PM
Quote from: Allfader Waffles on August 07, 2014, 12:38:49 PM
Back from celebrating my Grampa's 70th. He got a message from the hospital a few days before that he beat the cancer. That'll be the second time in ten years the old beast did that. :)
Now THAT'S some good stock.
Viking DNA. They use cancer cells for thralls.
Troof. When a Viking dies from cancer it is because they can't stop the thrall rebellion. It happens.
Quote from: Sita on August 08, 2014, 08:06:50 PM
Quote from: Triggered word /b/ear on August 08, 2014, 04:46:19 PM
They're mutants.
Yes, but they still could look more like turtles than some ogre with a shell.
Have you even seen a turtle?
Quote from: Net (+1 Hidden) and 5 guests on August 08, 2014, 09:37:53 PM
Quote from: Sita on August 08, 2014, 08:06:50 PM
Quote from: Triggered word /b/ear on August 08, 2014, 04:46:19 PM
They're mutants.
Yes, but they still could look more like turtles than some ogre with a shell.
Have you even seen a turtle?
Have you even seen a turtle that walks on its hind legs?
It's like everyone is arguing over how they want their creative fiction to look and damn it all if nobody elses ideas conform!
Oh wait.
Shit that's exactly what's happening.
Quote from: Raz Tech on August 08, 2014, 11:01:16 PM
Quote from: Net (+1 Hidden) and 5 guests on August 08, 2014, 09:37:53 PM
Quote from: Sita on August 08, 2014, 08:06:50 PM
Quote from: Triggered word /b/ear on August 08, 2014, 04:46:19 PM
They're mutants.
Yes, but they still could look more like turtles than some ogre with a shell.
Have you even seen a turtle?
Have you even seen a turtle that walks on its hind legs?
It's like everyone is arguing over how they want their creative fiction to look and damn it all if nobody elses ideas conform!
Oh wait.
Shit that's exactly what's happening.
:lulz:
Raz, you're one of my favorite new people of the last two years.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on August 08, 2014, 11:30:44 PM
Raz, you're one of my favorite new people of the last two years.
:thanks:
I aim to please
Quote from: Raz Tech on August 08, 2014, 11:01:16 PM
Quote from: Net (+1 Hidden) and 5 guests on August 08, 2014, 09:37:53 PM
Quote from: Sita on August 08, 2014, 08:06:50 PM
Quote from: Triggered word /b/ear on August 08, 2014, 04:46:19 PM
They're mutants.
Yes, but they still could look more like turtles than some ogre with a shell.
Have you even seen a turtle?
Have you even seen a turtle that walks on its hind legs?
It's like everyone is arguing over how they want their creative fiction to look and damn it all if nobody elses ideas conform!
Oh wait.
Shit that's exactly what's happening.
No, it was a flippant comment about how turtles (real ones, as Sita seemed to be referring to) look like ogres.
At my work we have a large tortoise that lives in the back yard named "Dog".
I've spent a lot of my breaks marveling at him.
But you can be a condescending jackass and completely miss the point.
(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v365/Jerry_Heaven/MIKEJONESwho.jpg)
If it makes anyone feel better, I think all arguments about turtles (mutant, congressional, otherwise) are fucking retarded.
YET, I love you all.