Conquest of the Planet of the Bride of the Son of the Return of the Open Bar

[Cain]

Too busy playing video games to avoid having to do my University application to visit this place to avoid having to do my application.

Yeah, back again.  I have a half hour to kill.

Then I'm going home, and instead of trolling FB (which is getting boring) or ranting to an empty room or anything, I'm thinking CIV5.  I love CIV5 and it loves me back.

I feel the same way about ME3MP.  I can also get instant satisfaction from the stupidity of the random players I come across. Beats talking into a void...even if the things I hear make me want to drive a nail into my eardrums.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Too busy playing video games to avoid having to do my University application to visit this place to avoid having to do my application.

Yeah, back again.  I have a half hour to kill.

Then I'm going home, and instead of trolling FB (which is getting boring) or ranting to an empty room or anything, I'm thinking CIV5.  I love CIV5 and it loves me back.

I feel the same way about ME3MP.  I can also get instant satisfaction from the stupidity of the random players I come across. Beats talking into a void...even if the things I hear make me want to drive a nail into my eardrums.

Yeah, well, it beats hell out of jabbering incomprehensibly, thinking you're getting a point across.  That road leads to piss-crusted pants, an unwashed greatcoat, and a bench to sleep on at the fucking bus station.

[Anna Mae Bollocks]

AND SO HAS MICHELLE SHOCKED!

http://entertainment.nbcnews.com/_news/2013/03/19/17371676-singer-michelle-shocked-stuns-fans-with-anti-gay-rant?lite

"When I grow up I want to be an old Fred Phelps
When I grow up I want to be an old Fred Phelps
An old, old, old, old, old, old, old, old Fred Phelps"
                                                                   /

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I shouldn't be this upset.

But, you know, I can only trust my own perception.  What if the brain flukes never went away, and I've been posting gibberish for 2 years or so?

How the fuck would I know?

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I gotta go.

[Anna Mae Bollocks]

I shouldn't be this upset.

But, you know, I can only trust my own perception.  What if the brain flukes never went away, and I've been posting gibberish for 2 years or so?

How the fuck would I know?

NOT gibberish.

It's all good.

[Sita]

Well, I blew out some intestines ranting, and there were 40-something views and THREE (3) comments, two of which were written by me.

And then it occurred to me...I'm that crazy bastard ranting at the bus station, while people walk by and try not to look at me.

And that's kind of disturbing.

The thing where you named a bunch of people who did it, but others only talking about doing it?

It made no sense whatsoever to me, unlike other rants, but maybe I should make a post in that thread saying it makes no sense instead of saying that here...

I bet the crazy bastards at the bus station think they're making sense, too.

So, yeah.  My point is made.

Please don't think me not getting something means no one else on the board does. I'm really the worst person to use as an indicator of such things

[Cain]

Sure, I'll take a 2am fire drill.  Again.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Well, I blew out some intestines ranting, and there were 40-something views and THREE (3) comments, two of which were written by me.

And then it occurred to me...I'm that crazy bastard ranting at the bus station, while people walk by and try not to look at me.

And that's kind of disturbing.

The thing where you named a bunch of people who did it, but others only talking about doing it?

It made no sense whatsoever to me, unlike other rants, but maybe I should make a post in that thread saying it makes no sense instead of saying that here...

I bet the crazy bastards at the bus station think they're making sense, too.

So, yeah.  My point is made.

Please don't think me not getting something means no one else on the board does. I'm really the worst person to use as an indicator of such things

S'ok.  You're not responsible for the state of my head.  Which is a good thing for you, on account of the EPA.

[Richter]

My manager asked me to explain butt chugging the other day.  I did, straight faced, while going on to doubt the veracity of the tampon margarita.

The same day i was invited over to some friend's place for dinner, and used a tangled slinky as a way to explain taoism.  It's been an amusing few weeks.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I had an AMAZING day today. Best first day of Spring Break ever!

First, woke up on Daff0dil's couch, had breakfast, came home, took a shower, Hot Cowboy picked me up and WE WENT EXPLORING. Holy shit! We hiked down a dike, went to Whitaker Ponds, hiked the Johnson Lake Property (both sides), stopped for lunch at Oldtown Pizza, and drove down to Lake Oswego to explore the legendary Peter Kerr land grant, which has rumors of an abandoned railroad tunnel underneath it. Can't get onto the property, can't even park by it... but guess what? Driving through the uber-rich neighborhood below it (insane 1930's stone-walled riverfront estates) we cross the old trolley line. Parked and walked the trolley line until, HELLO!



Yep.

Didn't bring flashlights, so the real fun will have to happen later on.

Then we went to the Alexandra Street bridge that was meant to connect to the ill-fated Leif Erikson developments, just to cap it all off.

Tired, sore, and happy.

[Freeky]

Sleeping pills + Shower +  sleepimg pillz + sleeoing  pillz + diffefent kind of pills = No sleep, but I hear music playing in the backgroung sumwher. 



Right now I'm listening to some pop country rock garbage.  Earlier was better, I had a song from Nasicaa on.  And now Sonic the Hedgehop is singing.  Singing pop country rock crap.

It's interesting, and I wisj I could find a balance between sleeping and listening to the music. :/

[Lenin McCarthy]

I've been invited to a party on Friday, but as usual in my area there are a few logistical issues.
The party is 35 kilometres from where I live. A completely normal distance in my area, since there are few people and lots of land. There are pretty much no night buses. Taking a taxi will cost 1200 NOK, the equivalent of 200 US dollars. If you pre-order and is a young person, the county is supposed to subsidize your cab ride home so you only will have to pay around 10$. But of course, the rules are so restrictive about times and areas it doesn't apply to me. If people have to make their circles of friends fit within arbitrary geographical borders and also have to leave all parties at 1 am, people won't use it, and I won't use it. The only real way to get home now is to find someone who knows someone who can drive me home for a decent price, or a friend who'll do it for free. But if paid for, this is illegal, unlicensed taxicab services. And even if it's free, it's risky. The driver is usually unexperienced, it's dark, in winter the roads are slippery and there is a real risk of crashing into moose. The passengers are usually drunk and in a quite upbeat mood. Accidents happen. More often than usual. This is dangerous, scientists and police and whatever tell the media, and there have been proposals to ban young drivers (some single out young male drivers) from driving at night or with passengers. Probably won't happen though, for what is the alternative? Having to rely 50 year old illegal taxicab drivers to get your teenager home?

Anyway, I'm left with these options:

a) spend my entire personal budget for the next month on a taxi.
b) get a "pirate taxi"/convince a sober friend to drive me home.
c) end up in bed with someone, or if that fails, pass out on a floor.
e) not go.

Grrwagh. I'm looking forward to exchange rural idyll for a chaotic, noisy and unsafe urban life where it's actually possible to do stuff.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I've been invited to a party on Friday, but as usual in my area there are a few logistical issues.
The party is 35 kilometres from where I live. A completely normal distance in my area, since there are few people and lots of land. There are pretty much no night buses. Taking a taxi will cost 1200 NOK, the equivalent of 200 US dollars. If you pre-order and is a young person, the county is supposed to subsidize your cab ride home so you only will have to pay around 10$. But of course, the rules are so restrictive about times and areas it doesn't apply to me. If people have to make their circles of friends fit within arbitrary geographical borders and also have to leave all parties at 1 am, people won't use it, and I won't use it. The only real way to get home now is to find someone who knows someone who can drive me home for a decent price, or a friend who'll do it for free. But if paid for, this is illegal, unlicensed taxicab services. And even if it's free, it's risky. The driver is usually unexperienced, it's dark, in winter the roads are slippery and there is a real risk of crashing into moose. The passengers are usually drunk and in a quite upbeat mood. Accidents happen. More often than usual. This is dangerous, scientists and police and whatever tell the media, and there have been proposals to ban young drivers (some single out young male drivers) from driving at night or with passengers. Probably won't happen though, for what is the alternative? Having to rely 50 year old illegal taxicab drivers to get your teenager home?

Anyway, I'm left with these options:

a) spend my entire personal budget for the next month on a taxi.
b) get a "pirate taxi"/convince a sober friend to drive me home.
c) end up in bed with someone, or if that fails, pass out on a floor.
e) not go.

Grrwagh. I'm looking forward to exchange rural idyll for a chaotic, noisy and unsafe urban life where it's actually possible to do stuff.

Flop on the floor.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I had an AMAZING day today. Best first day of Spring Break ever!

First, woke up on Daff0dil's couch, had breakfast, came home, took a shower, Hot Cowboy picked me up and WE WENT EXPLORING. Holy shit! We hiked down a dike, went to Whitaker Ponds, hiked the Johnson Lake Property (both sides), stopped for lunch at Oldtown Pizza, and drove down to Lake Oswego to explore the legendary Peter Kerr land grant, which has rumors of an abandoned railroad tunnel underneath it. Can't get onto the property, can't even park by it... but guess what? Driving through the uber-rich neighborhood below it (insane 1930's stone-walled riverfront estates) we cross the old trolley line. Parked and walked the trolley line until, HELLO!



Yep.

Didn't bring flashlights, so the real fun will have to happen later on.

Then we went to the Alexandra Street bridge that was meant to connect to the ill-fated Leif Erikson developments, just to cap it all off.

Tired, sore, and happy.

In the world that exists in my head, that tunnel is a REALLY BAD IDEA.

But you're not in that world, so bring some lights, go in a group, and have fun.