The Richard Nixon school of ballet and the arts / Re: NIGEL, I CAN'T FUCKING TAKE MUCH MORE OF THIS. (lots of pics warning)« on: August 27, 2015, 07:55:12 pm »
Her deck is obviously
Testamonial: And i have actually gone to a bar and had a bouncer try to start a fight with me on the way in. I broke his teeth out of his fucking mouth and put his face through a passenger side window of a car.
Guess thats what the Internet was build for, pussy motherfuckers taking shit in safety...
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Or, don't, because they stand pretty well as individual poems.
Thanks! Some really are just more like structured fragments of thought than actual poems, but I consider several of them complete. Others I might yet expand on. Poems are something that I do, or perhaps poems happen to me, but I'm no poet.
You bring up Tumblr, do you think that the medium in which these discussions happen matter? does this method just not work on the internet, since people feel less inhibited to be assholes there?This particular individual(though not necessarily representative of anyone else) openly stated her intention to stifle it. It's depressing as hell.
What you have there is tumblr, Sanders groupies, and my mom.
The fart blanket occurs at any time in which only one opinion can be expressed. It is best described by tumblr, upon which only comments allowed by the blog owner see daylight. Any time that occurs, IRL, internet, whatever, it becomes a downward spiral of extremism.
For non-SJW types doing this, go to a Sanders page on FB and express any sort of opinion that doesn't involve Sanders sweeping the nation in both the primary and the general election.
Wear a hard hat.
I'm really nervous so I ate some oranges for breakfast.
OH GOD WHY DID I EAT ORANGES? I DIDN'T LISTEN.
Do I hear the impending onslaught of a MOTHERFUCKING
So, tonight, while bartending, a wine glass flew off its rack to the floor, untouched. I was six feet away, and nobody else was behind the bar. The four people sitting at the bar all saw the same thing I did, apparently.
Not suggesting anything other than that it was fucking weird.
Could have been internal stress within the glass releasing abruptly, breaking the glass and causing it to leap from the rack. Spontaneous fracture happens frequently in bar glassware, because it is typically soda-lime glass, not always annealed well, used frequently, and typically subjected to high temperatures during washing. This, along with daily taps and bangs, gradually introduces additional stress into the glass, along with stress that was present at manufacture due to poor annealing processes, and glasses can abruptly release that stress in the form of kinetic energy, jumping at fracture or even exploding. The thicker parts of the glass, such as stem or base, are both more likely to build stress and capable of releasing more energy at fracture; in the upper part of the glass you're more likely to see a spontaneous circular crack.
Can someone with a kindle please search My Girl Friday by Roger Penrose?
MY SON IS COMING HOME ON FRIDAY NIGHT!
I have him for 14 days, then I don't see him again for a year.
Yayyyyy! Except for the not seeing him again for a year part. But that's what you get when you make a grown-up.
Yes, the poor bastard will be stuck in Naples, Italy for a year.
Old school gamers:
The idea of "leadership feats" kind of intrigues me. Not got anything particular in mind, but perhaps they could effect tolerance for abusive NPC uses.
No, there's a specific feat called Leadership, and it's broken as hell. It basically lets you play an additional party member, though at most it can be up to 2 levels lower than your own, and whether you or the GM actually controls it is a matter of houseruling. I'm guessing Roger prefers to treat them as semi-independent NPCs, though.
"So you fucking think fry cooks don't deserve a higher minimum wage?"
Yes. I do.
No one is entitled to anything.
"Rights" are the currency of implied threats.
They are not something that exists in nature.
I'm not saying this as some executive trying to justify why I'm much better than everyone else or deserve higher pay than a burger-flipper.
I'm saying this as a minimum wage-earning cashier at a gas station who takes advantage of welfare, well aware that it could disappear at any time and I could starve to death because I'm not entitled to anything everyone else insists they are entitled to.
All of that sounds great except for Carvin' Marvin.
WHY ARE YOU INVOKING IT?
IT ONLY MAKES IT STRONGER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Because it came outta my game, while I was working for Kenzer. And it still makes me laugh. I can post the write up here.
Rick Deckard, using the Kobayashi Maru to find out if Harry Potter is the Kwisatz Haderach.
Deckard: Youíre in a desert walking along in the sand when all of the sudden you look down, and you see a tortoise, itís crawling toward you. You reach down, you flip the tortoise over on it's back. The tortoise lays on it's back, it's belly baking in the hot sun, beating it's legs trying to turn it'self over, but it canít, not without your help. But youíre not helping. Why is that?
What the everloving shit?!
Who is this Deckard person? A quick google of the name didn't lead me to anything I would immediately connect.