Principia Discordia

Oh God, Another "Getting To Know You" Thread

When you meet somebody new, you often end up trying to communicate who you are in like 3-4 sentences.

I find that extremely difficult. If I communicate my basic "profile info", it doesn't really carry much of my identity. You know, the basic demographic questions: Where did you grow up? where do you live? where did you go to school? what did you study? where do you work?

Whenever I'm having this conversation, this cartoon comes to mind:

(http://www.principiadiscordia.com/bip/images/The_Black_Iron_Prison.doc-25.png)

And usually that's why I don't talk about my job unless asked. It's probably one of the most boring things I can talk about.


Anyway, so I'm curious... What do you do, Pee Dee?


I ask for two reasons.

• There are a bunch of you here who I don't know very well
• I am inspired when I hear about the cool stuff that other people do. It makes me go "shit, I gotta get off the couch this week."

I'm also not really sure how to answer it for myself. I guess here's what I think is, even though it may be a bit out of date...

• I make funny, surreal, or just plain weird pamphlets, posters, and booklets
• I maintain a few blogs that I seldom post on, mainly about LARPing and Discordianism

• I hack my neighborhood by putting up signs and posters which do not belong. I'm trying to make my neighborhood a sillier place over time.
• I make card, board, and role playing games
• I write and direct live action role playing games

Disclaimer: Post which might be considered "Attention Whoring" or "Being Outlandish" are A-OK in this thread; I am specifically asking for that kind of stuff. Brag your spag asses off.[/list][/list]

I make strange music, which usually centers around someone else's voice which I have chopped up and reproduced.

I run a weekly GURPS game with a group of friends that has been going on for years.

I've just started helping to run a pagan forum that hopefully wont go down in the totalitarian flames that pagan forums usually go down in.

I brew beer (and sometimes cider, and sometimes mead).

I tell my daughter stories about as many gods and goddesses as I can manage (she likes Xochiquetzal, who, to my shame, I have no stories about, she's not so keen on Eris, despite my best efforts).

I cook, I play music, I write, all with above average success rates.


I'm also a borderline drunk, and I have a lot of sex.

I'm an older sister, an oldest daughter, the oldest granddaughter, the oldest and the oldest grandchild.

I'm an aunt to a beautiful little girl whom I'm not related to by blood.

I'm not a girlfriend. I'm a friend-with-feelings-and-benefits, and I'm okay with this.

I'm an artist and a designer; graphic/fashion/costume.

I'm a novelist and a graphic novelist.

I'm a historian; a Romanophile and a Medievalist.

I'm a reenactor and a recreator.

I'm a businesswoman operating out of Cyprus in the 16th Century and a 3rd Century Roman Debutante.

I'm an Imperial Royal Guard serving Emperor Palpatine at the same time I serve the Rebel Alliance as a B-Wing Pilot. I've also smuggled artifacts for my father and killed my brother for becoming a Sith.

I'm a brewer and a patriot, just like Samuel Adams.

I'm American. Not Irish or Italian. United States of American. I can't change this, and no matter how much I complain, I'm probably not going anywhere else.

I'm also much more boring than you think I'd be in person.




I get paid for almost none of the above.

I read.  A lot.  Pretty much anything I can get my hands on.  Fiction, non-fiction, doesn't matter.  The less I know about a subject, the more I'm drawn to read about it.  I can't recall the last time I wasn't "in the middle of a book"

I draw when the muse takes me.  I haven't felt very inspired for some time and neglecting to at least practice a bit for the last year or so borders on abuse of the skills I've already acquired over the years.

I like to take 2d drawings and turn them into 3d models, whether I get paid to do it or not.

I used to dabble in electronic music but sold off all of my gear a year and a half ago.  I miss it terribly.

I've recently taken Kite boarding lessons and am contemplating buying some used gear and working that into windy weekends.  It's a fucking blast.

I'm also a borderline drunk at least 3 days of the week.

I don't have sex nearly as much as I'd like to though.

I paint mediocre paintings and show them off like they're Monet.

I grow as many uncommon plants as I can get seeds or roots for.

I read tons of books.

I was talking to this guy I went to high school with. Good friend of mine, by at the end of 12th grade, he looked like he was going to basically be a burnout and not go anywhere. Ten years later...


When he got out of high school, he followed Phish around the country. Dude drove back and forth across the states three times.

Then 9/11 happened and he felt that he needed to do something for the country. So he got a hair cut and enlisted in the marines. Months later, he was on the front lines, simultaneously firing a machine gun and screaming (as I understand it). What a fucking transition! Then when his term was up, he decided not to reenlist. He moved to Bermuda and started his own fishing company. Now he's living large over there, spending his days on a boat, making bank, and taking it easy.

INSPIRATIONAL, really! That guy has packed more life into the last 10 years than I've pulled off in 20. I hear about stuff like that and I go "Wow, what am I doing with my life?"

I start stuff and never finish
i tried to learn violin and gave up
i start paintings and dont finish them cause something else comes along to distract me
I have a folder full of tattoos i designed for myself and never got cause i got sick of looking at them
i sit on the internet and wish i was doing something cooler
im still trying to find myself i guess.

I spend more time on the computer than I really should.
I do housework. I fix meals.
I occasionally play on the 360.
I read, though not as much as I used to.
I keep trying to learn to play the piano.
I easily get distracted and/or bored with stuff. Even things that I love doing.

I post on horrible internet forums about nonsensical and dangerous cults of chaos.
I listen to punk rock.
I play and run tabletop RPGs whenever my friends and I have the time.
I play guitar, with mediocre skill.
I have extreme mood swings and sit around the house hallucinating.
I contemplate whether to join the military or go to university for journalism.

I crochet, weave, and quilt. I am resisting the urge to take up knitting. Those lousy smug bastards! *shakes fist*

I collect out-of-print books on the above techniques.

I walk whenever I can and stare at the stars while doing it. I have twisted my ankle doing this only twice. And if you knew what sidewalks in Iowa are like, you would understand that as the god damn miracle it is. Where I lived in PA there were no sidewalks, so no problems there.

I make up rhymes and poems and stories in my head all day long.

Sometimes I write them down.

I'm a novelist and a poet.

I'm always singing (silently, usually) because my head is a warehouse for song lyrics and everything you can say reminds me of a song. Most of my conversations are punctuated by brief bits of song, depending on what word was said.

I dance, just one or two steps, when I'm around people and at work. It makes them stop and it keeps my knees strong.

I try to make every conversation I have with my customers just a little more funny or surreal. I also give random pop quizzes or polls and they don't get their meat or cheese until I get an answer. (The first one it was "Do you know who Sublime is?" The funniest answer was "Hell yeah! Ix-Nay to the Hombre!")

I reorganize stacks of stuff into more artsy-amusing piles.

I pick up litter in parks or malls as I walk.

I talk to trees, birds, and other critters like they can understand me. I had a conversation with a squirrel for about ten minutes. It stopped, put its nut down and delivered a very elegant counterpoint to my assertion that its bushy tail was just for getting the ladies. I think I got burned on that one, but I don't really speak squirrel so I can't say.

I used to fly kites and convince people I could control the wind while doing it. Sadly, my last kite got eaten by the hatch of a Honda Accord.

I used to read voraciously, all gluttonous in my consumption. Now I'm a literary anorexic and it sucks.

I hoard things that I KNOW will be useful for my next project. If I can just get these three projects finished up, everything will be fine. Yep.

I watch people. I don't understand how social interactions work when I come into the scenario so I try to figure it out by studying other people and how they interact but it usually turns into me attempting to lip read and make up what I think they are saying  . . .

I straighten up bookshelves in bookstores. I tidy racks of clothing and shelves of groceries.

I draw, sometimes, when no one can see. I doodle on pages until faces emerge and create all sorts of crazy landscapes.

I used to make 'sig tags' using Paint Shop Pro and make layouts for blogs. I was pretty fucking good at it, too.

I say a quick passing-over-peacefully for roadkill and a quick thank-you to food. When someone is hurting or in trouble or grieving, I light candles for them, hoping that their darkness will have at least one bit of light in it.

I can make leather, preserve meat, build a basic house, dig a well, dig a latrine, plow, plant, and harvest a field. I can raise livestock and butcher them. I can spin, poorly, but I can take what I spin and weave it into cloth, and sew that cloth into clothing. I can can, bottle, and otherwise preserve fruits and veggies without giving anyone botulism. I can make a bow and arrows good enough to hunt with.

I want to take up mask-making and book-binding. Paper and ink making as well.



ETA: Correcting grammar and spelling. Twitch twitch twitch.

I don't do anything anymore.

I think I'll try my hand at writing a fiction. Damn Nessie thread made me think I just might be able to.

Quote from: Charley Brown on June 08, 2011, 07:40:16 PM
I don't do anything anymore.

I think I'll try my hand at writing a fiction. Damn Nessie thread made me think I just might be able to.

:mittens:

Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 08, 2011, 07:37:26 PM
I crochet, weave, and quilt. I am resisting the urge to take up knitting. Those lousy smug bastards! *shakes fist*

I collect out-of-print books on the above techniques.

I walk whenever I can and stare at the stars while doing it. I have twisted my ankle doing this only twice. And if you knew what sidewalks in Iowa are like, you would understand that as the god damn miracle it is. Where I live in PA there were no sidewalks, so no problems there.

I make up rhymes and poems and stories in my head all day long.

Sometimes I write them down.

I'm a novelist and a poet.

I'm always singing (silently, usually) because my head is a warehouse for song lyrics and everything you can say reminds me of a song. Most of my conversations are punctuated by brief bits of song, depending on what word was said.

I dance, just one or two steps, when I'm around people and at work. It makes them stop and it keeps my knees strong.

I try to make every conversation I have with my customers just a little more funny or surreal. I also give random pop quizzes or polls and they don't get their meat or cheese until I get an answer. (The first one it was "Do you know who Sublime is?" The funniest answer was "Hell yeah! Ix-Nay to the Hombre!")

I reorganize stacks of stuff into more artsy-amusing piles.

I pick up litter in parks or malls as I walk.

I talk to trees, birds, and other critters like they can understand me. I had a conversation with a squirrel for about ten minutes. It stopped, put its nut down and delivered a very elegant counterpoint to my assertion that its bushy tail was just for getting the ladies. I think I got burned on that one, but I don't really speak squirrel so I can't say.

I used to fly kites and convince people I could control the wind while doing it. Sadly, my last kite got eaten by the hatch of a Honda Accord.

I used to read voraciously, all gluttonous in my consumption. Now I'm a literary anorexic and it sucks.

I hoard things that I KNOW will be useful for my next project. If I can just get these three projects finished up, everything will be fine. Yep.

I watch people. I don't understand how social interactions work when I come into the scenario so I try to figure it out by studying other people and how they interact but it usually turns into me attempting to lip read and make up what I think they are saying  . . .

I straighten up bookshelves in bookstores. I tidy racks of clothing and shelves of groceries.

I draw, sometimes, when no one can see. I doodle on pages until faces emerge and create all sorts of crazy landscapes.

I used to make 'sig tags' using Paint Shop Pro and make layouts for blogs. I was pretty fucking good at it, too.

I say a quick passing-over-peacefully for roadkill and a quick thank-you to food. When someone is hurting or in trouble or grieving, I light candles for them, hoping that their darkness will have at least one bit of light in it.

I can make leather, preserve meat, build a basic house, dig a well, dig a latrine, plow, plant, and harvest a field. I can raise livestock and butcher them. I can spin, poorly, but I can take what I spin and weave it into cloth, and sew that cloth into clothing. I can can, bottle, and otherwise preserve fruits and veggies without giving anyone botulism. I can make a bow and arrows good enough to hunt with.

I want to take up mask-making and book-binding. Paper and ink making as well.

(http://i622.photobucket.com/albums/tt301/Turmaline/CanCanDance.gif)

I got all the way to that point and that's what popped in my head before I got to the rest.

I didn't look very hard for a good gif.

I walk my dog
I hike in the forest
I drink and cook with my friends
I fall in love and have my heart broken far too frequently, at least in the last few years.
I garden, and store food
I fuck around on the internet a lot.

I dwell on the disappointments dished about by those around me, who couldn't be arsed to be human, or to consider me human.  So what do I do?

Why, I spend most of every day plotting ways to rid the world of all humans.

And then I write funny 2-pagers about my motivations here, and everyone gives me mittens, because...Hell, he can't be serious, right?  No, it's just that funny old reverend telling tales.

I do what i do when I do it.

What I do is a reflection of the situation I'm in, or the environment around me.

What I do from day to day changes sometimes, and sometimes it's the same stuff.

Sometimes, I do nothing, and I am ok with that.

I try to never do more than is necessary, because that would be too much.

Sometimes, I feel the need to over do it.

I mother a child with musical talents that I'm jealous of.

I paint childish pictures, draw, doodle and sew my own clothes.

I brew beer in a closet and sing in the shower (poorly).

I ask people really personal questions and pretend like I'm listening when they answer me.

I'm really good with tarot cards but never use them or read them for anyone because I think they're silly.

I collect shoes that I never wear.

I cook really well, but don't do it often.

I gross people out when I'm bored.

I dwell on things that hurt me but pretend like nothing does.

I daydream

I can butcher a chicken at lightning speed

Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 08, 2011, 08:23:39 PM
I dwell on the disappointments dished about by those around me, who couldn't be arsed to be human, or to consider me human.  So what do I do?

Why, I spend most of every day plotting ways to rid the world of all humans.

And then I write funny 2-pagers about my motivations here, and everyone gives me mittens, because...Hell, he can't be serious, right?  No, it's just that funny old reverend telling tales.

Haha

Oh, you THINK we don't take you seriously.

But some of us not only take you seriously, but are also filled with glee at your vision.

I'm a musician and I play in an original band. Primarily it's guitar and male vocals. My vocals need improvement. My guitar work is good, but I'm no virtuoso. Heavy and/or Fast is what I like and want. Technical is added spice.

I can also play bass guitar, and I'm picking up mandolin and keyboard in pieces. I intend to start up a side project this summer. I also intend to start up (read: "reunite") a fake Mormon bluegrass band to further a particularly long and involved prank that I'm primarily playing on my other guitarist, but am also playing on other people. Every other member of my band is in on the prank.

I admit to being a full drunk, but I've recently come out of a particularly long and unpleasant bout of depression, and thus intend to go back to being a borderline/occasional drunk. Also in a similar vein, I intend to quit smoking tobacco entirely and permanently in the next 2 months, and in the next couple of weeks try and start losing the 30 pounds that seem to have come out of nowhere (I can't put on some of my summer wear).

Other than that I am primarily interested in languages and anything to do with the universe. I am however, a notorious slacker and procrastinator, so I only go so far with those (As far as non-English languages go, I am best at Latin, since it was compulsory at my high school. I would like better skill in Irish and Russian. I am satisfied with my level of French, since I don't expect to use it very often and that it occasionally offends my ears). I also am not particularly good at math, so astronomy will always be kind of a neat thing to read about.

I am fairly passionate about history, and that is what I am majoring in. I tend to prefer ancient European/Near East history.

Recently I have become somewhat entranced by the daytime sky, and it fills me with a sense of how big it is in comparison to me. The night time sky fills me with the same feeling for different reasons and to a different degree (we are talking light years here).

I have a tendency to buy office supplies on impulse.

I enjoy spending time with my girlfriend (A Villager at PD, also my bassist and best friend), even if we're not really doing anything in particular (I have recently gotten her into Star Trek, so it's always a fall back. And yes. She missed Star Trek the first go around. All of it, including Enterprise with Scott Bakula. She grew up in a horror film household).

I'm initially shy in person unless drink is involved. I get used to you after maybe 3 or 4 encounters and then can deal with you sober. Providence spags minus Dimo- you probably reach that point this Saturday if you come to LMNO's show. Dimo, you're already there, since this will be our 4th meet.

My middle range goals are to finish what I started, particularly CDGASM. And thank you Coyote for goading me to keep up with it. Now I have to goad myself to keep up with it.

I like meeting up with and hanging out with PDers. None of you have disappointed me yet, and even though we don't see each other often, I consider a good amount of you to be middle range to close friends. And those of you that I haven't met in person, I look forward to the day that I can, barring the very few.

I am an only son/step-son, and only grandson on one side, cousin and nephew to many on the other (the American side and not the Irish. Contracting polio puts a damper on reproduction), a brother to two (one just turned 28 and one 14 going 15. I am the oldest at 29 going 30, both as of August), and an uncle to a niece (6) that I've met maybe 3 times and a nephew (2) I've never met (My sister moved away a long time ago). I have more in common with my 14 year old sister than my 28 year old sister. I am currently living with my mom, step-father and youngest sis due to a few different circumstances, but I am moving out again most likely in mid July.

The Nephew in my screen name is a mockery of using family relations to describe a religious position (Father, Brother, Sister, Mother Superior....), in case you were wondering.

I most likely forgot some stuff, but I imagine that covers the stuff that is important to me/things that PDers might be interested in knowing.

I learn.  I can't seem to stop, which is odd given the grade / classroom phobia I seem to have

The rest of the time, I teach.  Some hours I get paid for this, because it's about specific, esoteric topics. Much of the time, I don't.
I can get pedantic, but I prefer not to.  The best teaching is by example, and it's simple enough to keep up one, tossing in bits and pieces here and there when highlighting is necessary.  I could be an asshole, troll, or manipulator, to be fair I am, but I'd really rather see people develop.  Mainly because the opposite depresses me. 

I teach Japanese and spend a long time in marking hell.

I go to the gym a whole lot.

I teach English to some of the local Chinese guys, and am taking on a new client tonight.

I play hockey.

I get out of my little town where I can, usually to Brisbane but this weekend off to Townsville.

I write when I can but am finding getting started on my current project really painful.

I make music that's now graduated to being 'not bad' using looping.

I play with my own Cressing ideas.

I play pranks on deserving neighbors.

I paint, write, and sculpt. Not very well but enough to keep me entertained.

I drink enormous amounts of coffee every day.

I'm the designated driver/sober cab for my friends.

I have yet to find out where that extra 4 cents came from so my checkbook can balance out to the penny.

I spend more time on the internet than I intend to.

I often post maybe a 3rd of what I originally typed. If I don't delete it altogether.

Quote from: Richter on June 08, 2011, 11:38:13 PM
I learn.  I can't seem to stop, which is odd given the grade / classroom phobia I seem to have

The rest of the time, I teach.  Some hours I get paid for this, because it's about specific, esoteric topics. Much of the time, I don't.
I can get pedantic, but I prefer not to.  The best teaching is by example, and it's simple enough to keep up one, tossing in bits and pieces here and there when highlighting is necessary.  I could be an asshole, troll, or manipulator, to be fair I am, but I'd really rather see people develop.  Mainly because the opposite depresses me.  

Also, you have a utility kit to rival Batman's.

I read, I write some (which never no one but my computer ever sees), I cook, I am one of those sick bastards who loves karaoke and does it often, I give a lot of parties for people, I'm a PTA guru and have volunteered roughly 10K or so hours in the last 5 years doing it, I internet far too much, I raise my kiddos to be like me, I sometimes try my hand at crafting (sewing, home decorating, card/stationery making, etc), I occaisionally read tarot, and I just try to survive this thing called life.

Quote from: Jenne on June 09, 2011, 01:15:29 AM
I read, I write some (which never no one but my computer ever sees), I cook, I am one of those sick bastards who loves karaoke and does it often, I give a lot of parties for people, I'm a PTA guru and have volunteered roughly 10K or so hours in the last 5 years doing it, I internet far too much, I raise my kiddos to be like me, I sometimes try my hand at crafting (sewing, home decorating, card/stationery making, etc), I occaisionally read tarot, and I just try to survive this thing called life.

If karaoke makes you a sick bastard, then, I must also be a sick bastard.

Fortunately, they have Danzig and Judas Priest where I usually go.

Quote from: Cramulus on June 09, 2011, 01:10:22 AM

Quote from: Richter on June 08, 2011, 11:38:13 PM
I learn.  I can't seem to stop, which is odd given the grade / classroom phobia I seem to have

The rest of the time, I teach.  Some hours I get paid for this, because it's about specific, esoteric topics. Much of the time, I don't.
I can get pedantic, but I prefer not to.  The best teaching is by example, and it's simple enough to keep up one, tossing in bits and pieces here and there when highlighting is necessary.  I could be an asshole, troll, or manipulator, to be fair I am, but I'd really rather see people develop.  Mainly because the opposite depresses me.  

Also, you have a utility kit to rival Batman's.

Truth.   :lulz:

Quote from: Luna on June 09, 2011, 02:25:18 AM

Quote from: Cramulus on June 09, 2011, 01:10:22 AM

Quote from: Richter on June 08, 2011, 11:38:13 PM
I learn.  I can't seem to stop, which is odd given the grade / classroom phobia I seem to have

The rest of the time, I teach.  Some hours I get paid for this, because it's about specific, esoteric topics. Much of the time, I don't.
I can get pedantic, but I prefer not to.  The best teaching is by example, and it's simple enough to keep up one, tossing in bits and pieces here and there when highlighting is necessary.  I could be an asshole, troll, or manipulator, to be fair I am, but I'd really rather see people develop.  Mainly because the opposite depresses me.  

Also, you have a utility kit to rival Batman's.

Truth.   :lulz:

:)  Thanks y'all.

I am.

Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 08, 2011, 08:23:39 PM
I dwell on the disappointments dished about by those around me, who couldn't be arsed to be human, or to consider me human.  So what do I do?

Why, I spend most of every day plotting ways to rid the world of all humans.

And then I write funny 2-pagers about my motivations here, and everyone gives me mittens, because...Hell, he can't be serious, right?  No, it's just that funny old reverend telling tales.

I secretly think you want to save the humans. Shhh.

Quote from: maphdet on June 09, 2011, 05:52:49 AM

Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 08, 2011, 08:23:39 PM
I dwell on the disappointments dished about by those around me, who couldn't be arsed to be human, or to consider me human.  So what do I do?

Why, I spend most of every day plotting ways to rid the world of all humans.

And then I write funny 2-pagers about my motivations here, and everyone gives me mittens, because...Hell, he can't be serious, right?  No, it's just that funny old reverend telling tales.

I secretly think you want to save the humans. Shhh.

In a deep freezer perhaps, yes....

Quote from: Nephew Twiddleton on June 09, 2011, 06:03:42 AM

Quote from: maphdet on June 09, 2011, 05:52:49 AM

Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 08, 2011, 08:23:39 PM
I dwell on the disappointments dished about by those around me, who couldn't be arsed to be human, or to consider me human.  So what do I do?

Why, I spend most of every day plotting ways to rid the world of all humans.

And then I write funny 2-pagers about my motivations here, and everyone gives me mittens, because...Hell, he can't be serious, right?  No, it's just that funny old reverend telling tales.

I secretly think you want to save the humans. Shhh.

In a deep freezer perhaps, yes....

(http://www.popsci.com/files/imagecache/article_image_large/articles/svalbard.jpg)

I hear they're good eatin'.

I want to cut back drinking and quit smoking too, Twid. I think it will help my overall well being enormously. I was just about quit with both just a couple of months ago, but the breakup... yeah. Excuses.

I just right now kind of have these mileposts I want to hit. I want to build my shrine, and lay off the booze and cut smoking back to maybe two a week. I feel like, when I accomplish those, things will be way better.

Quote from: Your Mom on June 09, 2011, 06:46:53 AM
I want to cut back drinking and quit smoking too, Twid. I think it will help my overall well being enormously. I was just about quit with both just a couple of months ago, but the breakup... yeah. Excuses.

I just right now kind of have these mileposts I want to hit. I want to build my shrine, and lay off the booze and cut smoking back to maybe two a week. I feel like, when I accomplish those, things will be way better.

Devils' advocate---why would that be much better(lay off the booze and cut smoking back to maybe two a week. ) --other than the time factor?
Just curious, is all.

Quote from: maphdet on June 09, 2011, 07:13:23 AM

Quote from: Your Mom on June 09, 2011, 06:46:53 AM
I want to cut back drinking and quit smoking too, Twid. I think it will help my overall well being enormously. I was just about quit with both just a couple of months ago, but the breakup... yeah. Excuses.

I just right now kind of have these mileposts I want to hit. I want to build my shrine, and lay off the booze and cut smoking back to maybe two a week. I feel like, when I accomplish those, things will be way better.

Devils' advocate---why would that be much better(lay off the booze and cut smoking back to maybe two a week. ) --other than the time factor?
Just curious, is all.

Because alcohol really messes with my emotional state; for the next couple of days after I have more than two or three drinks, I have mood swings and am much more emotionally sensitive, and far more prone to impulsive outbursts.

Cigarettes just make me feel crappy.

As far as everything, in general, being much better once I've accomplished those goals, it's mostly because it will take me a couple of months to build my shrine, and if at the same time I minimize drinking and smoking, the combination of finishing the project, the passage of time, and taking good care of my body should leave me in a place where I'm feeling good about myself and am significantly over my breakup.

Usually after work I just sit down, light a cigarette and think about reality.
I do that for about one hour and then it's time to do something fun/cool with my family.

At one point, months ago, I decided to stop drinking.
After two months or so, I had my un-enlightenment and realized that being sober all the time would be boring. Too boring.
Now I'm using some of my time to hunt different red wines. I'm trying to re-learn this drinking-skill.
In not so distant past, I was one of those fucking-idiot-drinkers, waking up from jails and shit, but I'm now able to just take a bottle (or few) of red and be "nice" to people around me. So that's good. I'm also getting better at it.

I read everyday (not really, but almost). All kinds of books, but mostly about how this human-thing works, so I read about different philosophies, religions, psychology, history, death, brains and dragons.
I like to write too. I have this weird book under construction.
It's a personal diary/"profound" experiences + psychedelic fiction + rants + drawings/paintings all thrown together.
At the moment it has about 300 pages full of this awesomeness and the point is that I'm going to do it for the rest of my life. Then some day, when I die, my daughter will have it. She can do whatever she wants with it. The reason for her to have it is that if I don't have the time to tell all my "wisdom" to her before I die, then she can just read it from a weird looking book. Well that's the idea anyway.

I'm fighting with my stupid fucking nicotine addiction! Holy shit this is insane to stop smoking for about 30 times and always start again.
It's so annoying to be the only intelligent part of this body, the rest of it just loves to fuck it up.
"Gimme a cigarette!" No! You can't have it.
"Let's smoke one!" Oh, ok let's do so. On and on.

I like to run. It is fun.
I listen to grindcore from my mp3-player at the same time, because it really makes you run faster.
I run everyday for at least 30 minutes. Fast.
Ultra-fast.

I was/am a screamer/singer in a band (it's complicated).
Industrial metal/techno/rock/experimental/swing/doom kind of stuff.

I don't sleep enough, that's probably my only real problem at the moment.
When the clock hits nine at the evening, it means that my brains start to work. All my best thoughts and ideas come during the night.
And then it's three in the morning and I go to bed and sleep for a few hours.

I'm a caffeine-addict. About 12-20 cups per day.
If I don't have my coffee at morning, I get very sick.
Vomiting, head-aches and that kind of greatness.

So basically I'm slowly destroying my body while I'm trying to figure shit out and I like to think about this all, all the time.
But it works!

I write, but lack motivation to make a habit of doing a page or two a night.

I'm into history (specifically American labor from the 1880s to about 1925). It's what I'm in school for, and I want to teach it at the college level.

I read either comic books or non fiction. Recently, this has included a memoir sort of thing about dead rock stars, women, drugs, and a cross country roadtrip in a Taurus the author redubbed the "Tauntan". It's extremely funny.

I enjoy running, but again, lack motivation. I also enjoy hiking, and hope to do it more this summer.

Photography is something I really love, but haven't done much of in years.

I have a relationship with skepticism that basically amounts to "Whoah I've stumbled on to something." I'm not a particularly intelligent person, but I have an amazing ability to escape the usual pitfalls of being a dum-dum by following basic rules of evidence. My defining intellectual characteristic is that I see the flaws. I identify with "The Emperor's New Clothes" a lot. However, I find it way, way easier to break a doctrine than to create one. I'm not creative, but I'm sometimes rational.

I like to eat, drink and carouse. I like barbecue, I like burging, I like to cook, I like Das Racist, Bad Brains and Black Flag. Dubstep's okay. I like a lot of music. I can't make music, I can't even sing along, I sound like shit, but I like to listen. I think that while it's totally aok to wail on popular music, the versificator culture of the top ten, I try not to automatically shit on genres I don't automatically "get". I always try and give everything a fair hearing.

Big Adam Curtis fan.

I'm playing at being apolitical, because I want to be more rational. I want to suspend judgement until I've read more fucking books, but I'm inescapably Socialist at heart.

I'm from Liverpool, but I've lived in Janesville, WI and Chicago, IL. If I'm really pressed on the matter, I'd say I support Liverpool over Everton, but I don't really watch footie. I have nothing against it, I've loved every game I've ever watched, but I'm just so out of the loop now that I don't even know the player's names. I watched the last Superbowl, it was rad. I dug it, and Packers won, so that was cool too.

I've thought about escaping my scrub ass social care job to join either the Royal Navy or the US Army, but as a married man, (I married at 21) it'd be bloody irresponsible of me, I'm also aware that I'm uncoordinated and crap at sports, which would probably make me a poor seaman/soldier, anyway.

During a CAT scan to determine the cause of my clumsiness as a child, abnormalities never properly explained to me were found. "slight cerebral palsy" was mentioned, but I think that was for comparison. I'm pathologically forgetful, and I think it's related. I will forget your name, unless it's weird.

I try to be civil. It's an experiment, I wasn't always this way, I'm just trying something new. It's hard as fuck.

I don't often post about personal stuff and interests but why not:

I host and maintain a few websites including this one.

For the last six months I have been fencing and though I am not very good I've found its improved my fight or flight reactions no end and not just in a duel but in everthing.

I write semi-satirical speculative fiction at a rate of about 200 words a week, it relaxes me and focus's my mind on areas I don't use enough.

I'm working on Phd composed of a mix of Astronomy and data basing for our local observatory, at the rate of one day a week I'll be finished that some time before I'm thirty but I enjoy it immensely so I'm going to keep with it.

I like to draw, I can't do anything well but one day I would love to be able to get to pencil a comic of my own creation. I've been in love with art deco since I was a teen so I'll probably keep with that.

My Job is actually fun, I work for an embedded networks research center and the projects I'm on are pretty cool. I've done cool shit with indoor tracking of people and tools for interactive educational media for children and older.

I run lovecraft style RPG's once every quarter for a one or two game scenario. I used to love playing long term games but I don't have it in me.

I collect comics, I love buying completed series and devouring them. Because of the short amount of time comics have been around and the small size of their files my goal is apart from buying as much as I can creating a digital repository of every comic series since the medium took off.

There's my girlfriend of the last few years who I am considering proposing at some stage this year or next depending on a few factors.

Well, I think everyone knows about my paid gig, since it tends to come up every couple of months in particularly vivacious discussions. 

I'm also a family guy.  I've got my two kids and my drop dead gorgeous wife.  (Still don't know how I pulled that one off.)  I look forward every night to picking up the kiddos, getting home, having some dinner, and then running around the yard with the family, or walking round the neighborhood with the clan. 

I used to do music.  I used to record stuff in my off-time but with two kids that has been next to impossible.  You can hear some of my old stuff at either www.myspace.com/theillegitimatesonofconvention  or my multiply site which is www.multiply.com/rwhn 

I obviously enjoy dry humor and puns.  I think it comes from my late Grandmother who had a very quick/dry wit and would frequently make up gags and jokes on the spot.  And of course I grew up watching some of the old comedy stuff like the Stooges and Groucho Marx. 

But I love that little snap in the brain that happens after a pun or some other kind of wordplay or absurdist gag.  It pleases me greatly. 

I also like to write the occasional poem.  It's sort of a release for some of the emo/cliche shit that swirls in my head in the wee dreadful hours of the night. 

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Quote from: Your Mom on June 09, 2011, 06:46:53 AM
I want to cut back drinking and quit smoking too, Twid. I think it will help my overall well being enormously. I was just about quit with both just a couple of months ago, but the breakup... yeah. Excuses.

I just right now kind of have these mileposts I want to hit. I want to build my shrine, and lay off the booze and cut smoking back to maybe two a week. I feel like, when I accomplish those, things will be way better.

Devils' advocate---why would that be much better(lay off the booze and cut smoking back to maybe two a week. ) --other than the time factor?
Just curious, is all.

Because alcohol really messes with my emotional state; for the next couple of days after I have more than two or three drinks, I have mood swings and am much more emotionally sensitive, and far more prone to impulsive outbursts.

Cigarettes just make me feel crappy.

As far as everything, in general, being much better once I've accomplished those goals, it's mostly because it will take me a couple of months to build my shrine, and if at the same time I minimize drinking and smoking, the combination of finishing the project, the passage of time, and taking good care of my body should leave me in a place where I'm feeling good about myself and am significantly over my breakup.

I hate the sense of being a slave to something, and that's basically what happens every couple of hours when you need your fix. My birthday is the cut off. I started smoking when I was 20, and I'm turning 30 this year. Risk of health problems later in life jumps after 10 years. It's a good time for me to quit.

And it does make me feel crappy too. I hate feeling winded going up a flight of stairs. I hate having a hangover ten times worse than a normal one because I ended up chain smoking after the first few drinks. And I hate that I cough a lot- which is murder on me when my allergies flare up. I hate having it mess with my singing voice, drying out my throat and making some of my notes crack. Fucking embarrassing if it's live.

Booze generally makes me feel happy and doesn't impact my overall sober mood (at least not these days- probably because I'm noticing myself getting happier anyway), and I've gotten into a pattern that needs to be cut back. Quitting smoking will help that though. I'll be forced to reduce the amount that I drink in order to not start lighting up every 15 minutes. My immediate goal is to reduce it to 4 to 5 a day, which is the equivalent of breathing city air anyway. And can help me stretch a pack out to a work week.

Plus, I'll feel like I've accomplished something and I won't have to waste my money on carcinogens.  :)

I'm an artist but not a particularly good one. I don't make any money out of it but I have an urge to create shit so I run with it. It's kinda like eating or shitting - if I try to avoid it for too long it sucks and blows in equal measure. My art takes varied forms and I flit back and forth between stringing words of prose and poetry together or painting something in photoshop or whatever. It's like a tao thing for me - potentially everything I do is art and sometimes I see that and making a cup of coffee can be as much an expression of performance, of art, as chopping a dogs head on madonna or some shit like that. It's all art and when I can hang on to that it all feels better. What I do is for me. Nice when other people say good shit about it but that aint the main reason I do it.

I like shit on the edge. If there's a cliff, I'm as near to the precipice as you can get without treading air. If there's a safe way and a dangerous way to do something I'll pick the kamikaze approach every time. Even something as straightforward as navigating a flight of stairs usually carries risk of breaking an ankle or a neck. My favourite method of nearly dying is going to sea in a kayak. I love the rush, the clarity and the tranquillity that comes with being 'in the zone' where if you fuck up there could be a funeral. It's not sensible and there's really no excuse to do it but unless I do I get very bored with life so I figure I'll gamble a long future on a short one, simply for the joy of gambling.

I'm over forty and, aside from some old injuries, I'm physically fitter than the average 20 year old. Lungs have taken a hit from the smoking habit but lots of strenuous exercise has kept this vessel ticking over like a well tuned machine. When I see the state of some people around me I feel like a shark amongst sheep. Recently had a bit of a problem with alcohol but I nipped it in the bud as soon as I started feeling it physically. I'm hanging on to the ability to do the things I do as long as I can and that requires the machine to be in condition.

I am the Commander of the Discordian Intelligence Agency.

I am Herr Wolfgang Guntherssohn a minor lord in 1500's Schwarzwald outside of Baden-Baden as well as a fencer and a bard.

I am A'rance, Barbarian/Cleric/Fighter Angel, worshiper of Zora'ath and leader of a rebellion whose aim for the past 5 years has been the overthrow of the tyrannical Dragon Empire.

I am Agent Oliver Wendal Holmes, code name Menagerie, a superhero with multiple super personalities which I have little control over.

I am Farquar Balthazar raver goofball. I dream of being Farquario the Latin Lover. I dance like a muppet on fire.

I am a SSgt in the US Air National Guard.  I have been shot at with rockets and did not enjoy it.

I am a low level watch officer and Intel analyst who makes far more money than he is worth but not as much as he desires.

I am a former atheist and current member of the Baha'i Faith.  I am an elected member of the Local Spiritual Assembly of Fairfax County Northwest.

I am a singer in search of a band.  A former world traveler and minstral with stagefright so bad my knees knock together.

I am an only son, but also an older brother.  I am a Papa and a husband who doesn't see his family often enough because I work 12 hour shifts both day and night.

I also like pie.

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Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 08, 2011, 08:23:39 PM
I dwell on the disappointments dished about by those around me, who couldn't be arsed to be human, or to consider me human.  So what do I do?

Why, I spend most of every day plotting ways to rid the world of all humans.

And then I write funny 2-pagers about my motivations here, and everyone gives me mittens, because...Hell, he can't be serious, right?  No, it's just that funny old reverend telling tales.

I secretly think you want to save the humans. Shhh.

No, I'd rather watch them all drown in their own shit.

This is why I'm taking the tack I am at conservativecave.  I WANT them to keep being dumbasses.

I just also want to destroy the few beliefs they have.

This. Is. Cool.

I've learned some stuff about you guys, and I thought I knew quite a bit already.  I gave a shortened answer because really, my life's kinda boring.  But I'm loving reading each of your entries.

Thanks, Cram.  <3

Quote from: maphdet on June 09, 2011, 05:51:16 AM
I am.

Nice t'meetya, JESUS.

I am Eater of Clowns, Limpid Lust Pariah of Foulness, Baron of the SouthCoast and Lord of Rats in the Sovereign Principality of Kaosuu, The Omnipotent Grinner!  Most of you know my actual name, which I stole off a knight.

I cook passably, drink beer, coffee, and booze and little else.  I write but not enough and I love the shit out of it.  I cannot present myself well on the Internets and I have no idea why.  I blame emoticons.  In real life, if asked serious questions about myself, I get bored immediately and either attempt humor or direct the conversation back to the other person.

I like live music, I'm terrible with women, I find bicycling, hiking, and sunlight extremely favorable, and I have an older sister that I care more about than just about anything.  My favorite movie is Dr. Strangelove.  My job is simple, adequate, boring, and intermittently disturbing.  I still kick rocks down the street to see how long I can keep it going without breaking stride.  I dig cigars.

Oh, and I love that comic in the OP.  I have tried to stop asking people "What do you do?" and instead opt for "What is life like for you?"  People are very interesting, and finding out that they enjoy plants doesn't suffice for me.

PS.  I enjoy plants.

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Quote from: maphdet on June 09, 2011, 05:51:16 AM
I am.

Nice t'meetya, JESUS.

:argh!:


AH shit-I only meant that At my current situation, I just am. Not much time for anything else.
(not I am as in the freaking bible shit-i am the blah blah blah. ;)

Maybe I'll re-visit this thread when I have the time to write a proper 'what's my story'.  :))

Hey, it's Weltbürger!

I live in a small town in northern Switzerland. The town is very old and has many beautiful buildings, of which one of them is my home. I once found a map on which this town is reconstructed as it was 700 years ago and my home seems to be the same as then. When I walk through the streets, I like pretending to be in that time. Probably my image is wrong on many levels but I like it anyways. I also like pretending to be 500 years in the future, where a big part of today's civilization is missing or different. When I walk through the streets with an absent mind, people probably see me as introverted and shy. This is also how I see myself. However, over some years I've learnt to act as if I was outgoing because it makes it easier to meet new people. But I still think that me being outgoing is kind of a farce and not who I really am. At all, I often have troubles distinguishing between what I am/think and what I pretend to be/think. And I'm glad that the handful of friends I have can live with that. I've liked RPGs for a long time. As of now, I take part in a pen&paper RPG which has been running for 1.5 years. For september this year, I will co-organize a LARP for the first time. It will take place in a squat where I've been active for many years.
This squat contains a big part of my social network. We organize concerts, speeches, discussions, bad taste parties, impromptu theaters, book tables, etc... all without profit. I like to tend bar, discuss how the things could be, lead the meetings in order to keep them factual, draw silly comics, fix everyone's computer/smartphone/printer/dreambox/etc..., draw maps for openstreetmap, criticise other people's music likings, send unidentifiable letters to local politicians, fuck with people who call the squat's phone line, take a friend's dog out when she's to busy, cook vegan (I'm omnivore, but vegan meals are the most compatible), maintain my ebook collection which is awesome. And I'm more obsessed with language than most other people, that's why I sometimes turn out to be a grammar nazi, but only in my native language which is german.

You forgot to mention your disdain for women.

what kind of LARPs do you run /play over there? You swiss cats have a very different LARPing culture than we do in the states, I'm always curious about it. The one time I LARP'd in Germany it totally knocked my socks off, but that was a big ass festival-style game.

Quote from: Cramulus on June 10, 2011, 05:38:26 PM
what kind of LARPs do you run /play over there? You swiss cats have a very different LARPing culture than we do in the states, I'm always curious about it. The one time I LARP'd in Germany it totally knocked my socks off, but that was a big ass festival-style game.

I prefer the smaller LARPs. Once I went to a bigger one, which was pretty much like an open air festival with several sub-games which required singing up weeks before and such kind of burdens. The play in september will count around 40 people. Most of them will know each other. There will be a group of 5 people who organize all the nessecary things and define some key points of the storyline. The other people will just organize their own costume and character. We will give absolutely no rules how to build a character. There is no need to prevent self-overpowering because we expect noone to be that lame. The scenario will be wasteland, inspired by Mad Max. Even though we don't have a wasteland area around we will fit things together somehow. We're even still not sure if we use dies or cards. A first meeting of the ones who organize it will be tomorrow. We are not really experienced in organizing such plays. The only kind-of-LARPS which I helped organize have been for kids. Tipps and tricks are appreciated.

Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on June 10, 2011, 05:32:21 PM
You forgot to mention your disdain for women.

And not to forget: old people

I write a blog that's mostly about running boffer fantasy LARPs, specifically a game called NERO.

But there might be some good advice there for a more freeform game... lemme see if I can dig up any fluffy theory articles

http://nerology.wordpress.com/2009/06/23/emergent-plot/
http://nerology.wordpress.com/2009/08/11/game-planning-using-concept-and-resource-maps/
http://nerology.wordpress.com/2011/03/21/the-threefold-model/
http://nerology.wordpress.com/2009/06/22/the-cast-recurring-npcs/
It doesn't sound like a very adventure/module oriented game, but if you plan on running adventure scenarios, this might be useful: http://nerology.wordpress.com/2009/06/22/module-writing-tips/

I do whatever it takes to get me a martini and some tail.  Preferably at the same time! 

I read anthropology blogs outside of class, for fun.
I read fantasy novels, because fantasy is the shiznit.  I'm on book 2 of the A Song of Ice and Fire series.
I like to make beaded jewellery and the occasional bit of wire-working, but have not done it lately.
I like to write!  But I don't do it because school is all-encompassing.  I really ought to do it more.

Previously, I went to a private college for crazy hippies where I learned how to do spa massage, acupressure, reflexology, iridology, many 'intuitive' practices, hot stone massage, mani and pedicures, gel and acrylic nails, energy healing and reiki, and a bunch of other stuff.  My dad wanted me to go to the school.  All the certificates are useless because the field of spa crap sucks balls and has very little scientific gratification.  I am a much happier panda at University.

Facebook is my liiiiiife.

I keep deleting paragraphs because I am not sure they are interesting enough.  I'm a boring person beyond my deeply sexual feelings for Anthropology.  If Anthropology were a chick and I had a wang, I'd bone that field so harrrrd. 

Quote from: Nadezhda on June 11, 2011, 01:16:13 AM
If Anthropology were a chick and I had a wang, I'd bone that field so harrrrd. 

So what you're saying is, Anthropology really makes your genes flow?

Quote from: ☄ · · · N E T · · · ☄ on June 11, 2011, 01:26:17 AM

Quote from: Nadezhda on June 11, 2011, 01:16:13 AM
If Anthropology were a chick and I had a wang, I'd bone that field so harrrrd. 

So what you're saying is, Anthropology really makes your genes flow?

SLAP!!!!

Quote from: Charley Brown on June 11, 2011, 01:27:47 AM

Quote from: ☄ · · · N E T · · · ☄ on June 11, 2011, 01:26:17 AM

Quote from: Nadezhda on June 11, 2011, 01:16:13 AM
If Anthropology were a chick and I had a wang, I'd bone that field so harrrrd. 

So what you're saying is, Anthropology really makes your genes flow?

SLAP!!!!

Oh right. I forgot about the pun fatwa.

:asshat:

Nothing to see here folks, move along.

Shit, I love this thread. I REALLY like getting to know weird/random things about people, and find it interesting to see what things they choose to share about themselves.

• I actually love my job, which is a pretty awesome thing to say at 24 years old. I get to talk to people about their sex lives and educate the shit out of them all day long.  Being a sex educator is a big step on the path toward What I Really Want to Do.  Also, job has perks and perks are sweet. Just sayin'.  :fap:   


• I do a lot of listening and advice-giving. And I totally relish in it. I love knowing shit. I especially love knowing other people's shit and helping them out with it.


• I'm a dedicated stoner. If I could transfer bowls to beers, I'd be a super awesome alcoholic!


• I love poetry, both reading and writing it. (Nerrrd.) Haven't actually written anything in a year, can't bear to look at my own stuff.


• I live on the internet but I'd rather be outside all the time. Ridiculous allergies and a horrible case of insta-sunburn make it easy to hole up and sloth my way around Wikipedia instead.


• I start a lot of things that I never finish. Ex: any project ever! nanowrimo! college! cleaning my room!


• I spend most of my days off with my parents right now. They're awesome people and we're really close. It also sucks and is a huge stressor what with the whole dad dying of horrible degenerative disease business.


• I love traveling. Long distance, local, wherever.


• I spend a lot of time wishing my life were a musical.


• I also daydream about Muppets, Harry Potter, doing porn, using my oven to cook something other than the mouse living inside it, and having even more pretty shoes.


• I like to play with my boobs when I'm bored.

Quote from: ☄ · · · N E T · · · ☄ on June 11, 2011, 01:26:17 AM

Quote from: Nadezhda on June 11, 2011, 01:16:13 AM
If Anthropology were a chick and I had a wang, I'd bone that field so harrrrd. 

So what you're saying is, Anthropology really makes your genes flow?

I was actually trying to make a horrible Archaeology joke. D:

Quote from: Eve on June 12, 2011, 02:26:37 AM

• I live on the internet but I'd rather be outside all the time. Ridiculous allergies and a horrible case of insta-sunburn make it easy to hole up and sloth my way around Wikipedia instead.

Me tooooo D:<

Quote from: Eve on June 12, 2011, 02:26:37 AM

• I like to play with my boobs when I'm bored.

What woman doesn't play with her boobs when bored? I mean, does such a person exist?

Some women really don't. (Laaaame.) Boobs are so fun! Great to share, great alone, endlessly distracting, can be decorated, etc.

Quote from: Eve on June 12, 2011, 06:59:12 AM
Some women really don't. (Laaaame.) Boobs are so fun! Great to share, great alone, endlessly distracting, can be decorated, etc.

Truth. Pillows, shelves, drink-holders; their uses are endless! :D

:::WRONG THREAD:::
:oops:

Quote from: maphdet on June 13, 2011, 01:16:04 AM
:::WRONG THREAD:::
:oops:

AH FUK IT-im done-time to close the windows.

Ha, I saw your original post. :)  I'm pretty sure there are outdated pics of my tits floating around PD somewhere.

Quote from: Eve on June 13, 2011, 04:52:51 AM
Ha, I saw your original post. :)  I'm pretty sure there are outdated pics of my tits floating around PD somewhere.

:p

Shit-I think-my only fuck up in my original post was-apologizing to the wrong Handle. SO---Cause-at this point I dont give a fuck here was my original post, with the correction (as if Most of you cant already see it :P )

Cram, Sorry to derail the thread-I've been drinking and just could not resist.  :P

Quote from: Eve

• I like to play with my boobs when I'm bored.

Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.
What woman doesn't play with her boobs when bored? I mean, does such a person exist?

Quote from: Eve
Some women really don't. (Laaaame.) Boobs are so fun! Great to share, great alone, endlessly distracting, can be decorated, etc.

Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.Truth. Pillows, shelves, drink-holders; their uses are endless!

:postpics:[/list]

Quote from: maphdet on June 13, 2011, 05:11:40 AM
Shit-I think-my only fuck up in my original post was-apologizing to the wrong Handle. SO---Cause-at this point I dont give a fuck here was my original post, with the correction (as if Most of you cant already see it :P )

Cram, Sorry to derail the thread-I've been drinking and just could not resist.  :P

Quote from: Eve

• I like to play with my boobs when I'm bored.

Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.
What woman doesn't play with her boobs when bored? I mean, does such a person exist?

Quote from: Eve
Some women really don't. (Laaaame.) Boobs are so fun! Great to share, great alone, endlessly distracting, can be decorated, etc.

Quote from: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.Truth. Pillows, shelves, drink-holders; their uses are endless!

:postpics:[/list]

http://www.etsy.com/listing/66919690/boob-pillow

Quote from: Eater of Clowns on June 10, 2011, 07:53:38 AM
PS.  I enjoy plants.

Don't worry, we watered them twice. Once Tuesday evening when we arrived and once Thursday morning when we left. I went for two times a littlebit spread out as far in time between as possible rather than a good amount once.

Dude, I will be the first person on this board to tell you when I'm having an epic boob day.

Those who watched/listened to my show on Wednesday saw an epic boob day. It was epic. They looked MARVELOUS.

Quote from: Nadezhda on June 11, 2011, 01:16:13 AM
I read anthropology blogs outside of class, for fun.
I read fantasy novels, because fantasy is the shiznit.  I'm on book 2 of the A Song of Ice and Fire series.
I like to make beaded jewellery and the occasional bit of wire-working, but have not done it lately.
I like to write!  But I don't do it because school is all-encompassing.  I really ought to do it more.

Previously, I went to a private college for crazy hippies where I learned how to do spa massage, acupressure, reflexology, iridology, many 'intuitive' practices, hot stone massage, mani and pedicures, gel and acrylic nails, energy healing and reiki, and a bunch of other stuff.  My dad wanted me to go to the school.  All the certificates are useless because the field of spa crap sucks balls and has very little scientific gratification.  I am a much happier panda at University.

Facebook is my liiiiiife.

I keep deleting paragraphs because I am not sure they are interesting enough.  I'm a boring person beyond my deeply sexual feelings for Anthropology.  If Anthropology were a chick and I had a wang, I'd bone that field so harrrrd. 

Sounds like you went to Antioch College in Yellow Spring Ohio.  I love that town.  I never went to school there, but I was stationed at Wright-Patterson not too far away and used to run around Yellow Springs and the Antioch Campus acting like a goofball.  Good times. 

Many of my agents are from there.

I talk.
And talk and talk and talk.

If there is any one particular thing I do, it's talk.

I have tried and succeeded in keeping quiet for long periods of time but that is not my natural state of being. Instead there is the ever present hum of my voice.

To combat this typically obnoxious trait I do my damnedest to make my words count. I have started to gain some ground recently. The easiest way is to make people laugh, if you do that you have pretty much free license to jabber all day long...so long as you recognize those moments when not Shutting The Fuck Up will Fuck You Up. There's always a line. Every now and again I come very close to violence because of it.

I've always wanted a bullhorn attached to my car, this is universally recognized by everyone who knows me as a very bad idea. And I agree. Still want one.

I also like to write (this helps the talking a lot). I've been writing rants designed to mock Amurrica (and posting them on Myspace forums lol) before I heard of the PD. I am working on horror/fantasy that does not involve any of the very common tropes in the genre as far as creatures, magic, culture, etc. go. Or if they are involved the common image people hold in their minds is disfigured severely.

I go for walks and sing at the same time whenever I can. I play blues harmonica pretty dang good and play a uke moderately well.

I am a single-dad and I work hard to not only provide for my son but to choose ways of living that benefit his development. Which seems to be an uncommon practice for single-dads in AK.  :lol:

I continue to learn from wherever I can, am starting school on the end of this month.

And talking. A whole lot of it.

Quote from: The Commander on June 14, 2011, 12:46:17 PM

Quote from: Nadezhda on June 11, 2011, 01:16:13 AM
I read anthropology blogs outside of class, for fun.
I read fantasy novels, because fantasy is the shiznit.  I'm on book 2 of the A Song of Ice and Fire series.
I like to make beaded jewellery and the occasional bit of wire-working, but have not done it lately.
I like to write!  But I don't do it because school is all-encompassing.  I really ought to do it more.

Previously, I went to a private college for crazy hippies where I learned how to do spa massage, acupressure, reflexology, iridology, many 'intuitive' practices, hot stone massage, mani and pedicures, gel and acrylic nails, energy healing and reiki, and a bunch of other stuff.  My dad wanted me to go to the school.  All the certificates are useless because the field of spa crap sucks balls and has very little scientific gratification.  I am a much happier panda at University.

Facebook is my liiiiiife.

I keep deleting paragraphs because I am not sure they are interesting enough.  I'm a boring person beyond my deeply sexual feelings for Anthropology.  If Anthropology were a chick and I had a wang, I'd bone that field so harrrrd. 

Sounds like you went to Antioch College in Yellow Spring Ohio.  I love that town.  I never went to school there, but I was stationed at Wright-Patterson not too far away and used to run around Yellow Springs and the Antioch Campus acting like a goofball.  Good times. 

Many of my agents are from there.

I am Canadian.  My University campus is one of sadness and death.

I'm glad you had good times :)

I fucking hate anthropologists.

Quote from: Your Mom on June 15, 2011, 07:09:05 PM
I fucking hate anthropologists.

:sadbanana:

Quote from: Your Mom on June 15, 2011, 07:09:05 PM
I fucking hate anthropologists.

:lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz:

-Suu
Laughs for a good reason, trust me.

Quote from: Your Evil Stepmother on June 15, 2011, 07:15:00 PM

Quote from: Your Mom on June 15, 2011, 07:09:05 PM
I fucking hate anthropologists.

:lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz: :lulz:

-Suu
Laughs for a good reason, trust me.

BOOYEAH.

They're almost, but not QUITE, as bad as philosophy majors.

Quote from: Nadezhda on June 15, 2011, 07:13:32 PM

Quote from: Your Mom on June 15, 2011, 07:09:05 PM
I fucking hate anthropologists.

:sadbanana:

Don't worry, this won't hurt a bit.

Quote from: Your Mom on June 15, 2011, 07:16:20 PM
They're almost, but not QUITE, as bad as philosophy majors.

I have to disagree, at least anthropologists are working with some evidence and facts yanno....  Philosophy, well damn, I can't think of anything really positive about it, excpt it was the easiest and stupidest class I ever took besides basket weaving.

Quote from: Khara on June 15, 2011, 07:23:00 PM

Quote from: Your Mom on June 15, 2011, 07:16:20 PM
They're almost, but not QUITE, as bad as philosophy majors.

I have to disagree, at least anthropologists are working with some evidence and facts yanno....  Philosophy, well damn, I can't think of anything really positive about it, excpt it was the easiest and stupidest class I ever took besides basket weaving.

Not cultural anthropologists.

Quote from: Cain on June 15, 2011, 07:24:44 PM

Quote from: Khara on June 15, 2011, 07:23:00 PM

Quote from: Your Mom on June 15, 2011, 07:16:20 PM
They're almost, but not QUITE, as bad as philosophy majors.

I have to disagree, at least anthropologists are working with some evidence and facts yanno....  Philosophy, well damn, I can't think of anything really positive about it, excpt it was the easiest and stupidest class I ever took besides basket weaving.

Not cultural anthropologists.

I thought they went out after a site had been dug up and took the odd bits and pieces of the every day lives of the dead and tried to come up with a "this is how they lived" idea?  Am I completely off?

Biological and physical anthropologists do that.

Cultural anthropologists try and rip off French philosophers they don't understand to make a point about cultural relativism and the poverty of Western consumerist life.  They're academic hipsters.

Quote from: Your Mom on June 15, 2011, 07:16:20 PM
They're almost, but not QUITE, as bad as philosophy majors.

Or Anthro majors with philosophy minors!!!

:jihaad:

Biological and physical anthropologists/archaeologists actually study evidence. That's the good shit.

Cultural anthropologists "go native".

Quote from: Cain on June 15, 2011, 07:30:24 PM
Biological and physical anthropologists do that.

Cultural anthropologists try and rip off French philosophers they don't understand to make a point about cultural relativism and the poverty of Western consumerist life.  They're academic hipsters.

Ah, thank you.   :D

Quote from: Your Evil Stepmother on June 15, 2011, 07:34:02 PM

Quote from: Your Mom on June 15, 2011, 07:16:20 PM
They're almost, but not QUITE, as bad as philosophy majors.

Or Anthro majors with philosophy minors!!!

:jihaad:

THE PERFECT STORM! :crankey:

In my last cultural Anthropology class, we spent the semester watching porn.

Quote from: Nadezhda on June 15, 2011, 08:14:18 PM
In my last cultural Anthropology class, we spent the semester watching porn.

See? Wankers, the lot of them.

I spent the best part of a semester watching porn, as well.

Not for a course, just because I had a wicked internet connection.

I was wondering when the noob hazing would happen to me  :fap:

I wear skinny jeans and and listen to shitty music anyway, so I probably am an academic hipster.

Archaeology is the Anthropology of the past, Khara, btw :P  All of the fields intercross, so to be an Archaeologist, you need to have some Physical anth skill to learn how to tell if a bone fragment is 1) not a piece of plastic and 2)is human or non-human.  Biological anthropologists tend to look more at living populations and primate history, in an evolutionary sense, and Physical anthropologists are more about being able to look at a bone fragment and be able to tell what race/gender/age the person it came from and how they died.  The Human Osteology course I just finished is a physical anth class, and the Med. Dr. who taught it told us that from it we'd know more about the skeleton than the average med student.  SRS BZNISS

If you hear of someone saying that they are or want to be a Medical Anthropologist, know that they are simply cultural anthropologists who like to hang around sick people and ass-kiss doctors, and that they should be extra reviled.

I was watching a documentary a little while back I'd really like to find again... I think it may have been on Channel 4, It was about this tribe that became like, kind of a big deal in I think the seventies, first the hippies loved them because they were believed to be living in perfect natural harmoniesss!!!

Then like, a second anthropologist was studying their ritualized warfare and conclusions were drawn that the apparently random skirmishes followed complex familial lines, so evolutionary-psychological conclusions were drawn from that, and then it was proved that it was all bullshit

Then it turned out that the natives had been feeding the antropologists false lines like, "His name is "Big Dick" " or something,

Then one of the anthropologists took a damn thirteen year old bride from the tribe and took her with him to America and insisted anyone who thought this was sketchy was a racist who felt they were culturally superior to the tribe.

Then there was a strain of Malaria coming up the river they lived near, (I think they may have been from Peru), and like, the more conservatively minded anthropologist with the ev-psych project started vaccinating them like crazy, and a lot of them died from bad vaccine reactions, but he insists he saved more than he harmed,

But it later turned out he was in the pocket of some nuclear preparedness thinktank, they were putting up the money for all his projects, and people started suggesting that the malarial outbreak was a cover, and that he was actually just testing how vaccines react with subjects completely virginal of modern medical interventions for after-the-end scenarios... Yeah, and this was a popular theory too, that this anthropologist had actually crossed over into genocidal medical experiments, like he was shunned in some places over this...

Wish I could remember the name of the doc. or even the tribe...

From the detail you give, Slyph, it is almost certainly the Yanomami you are thinking about. There are too many documentaries on the Yanomami to identify the particular one you saw but there is an interesting freebie book online about the controversy and damage that anthropological "interference" has caused.

http://www.scribd.com/doc/52116718/free-online-minibook

Both of those ring bells with me, but I wasn't aware they were the same tribe.

I go to school. Just finished my first year of the Norwegian equivalent of high school (yup, I'm a young'un).
I lurk about on the internet.
I take walks.
I read a lot of books.
I engage in politics.
I am a quite shy person.
Except for the occasional beer or glass of wine I don't really do drugs.
I play the piano.
I listen to music.
I think about life, the universe 'n stuff.

Nice to meet you.  :)

Quote from: Cain on June 15, 2011, 07:30:24 PM
Biological and physical anthropologists do that.

Cultural anthropologists try and rip off French philosophers they don't understand to make a point about cultural relativism and the poverty of Western consumerist life.  They're academic hipsters.

Oh yes, and analyzing things through Freud.

Quote from: Nadezhda on June 15, 2011, 08:14:18 PM
In my last cultural Anthropology class, we spent the semester watching porn.

Did you "go  native" ?

Quote from: Nadezhda on June 15, 2011, 08:44:38 PM


Archaeology is the Anthropology of the past, Khara, btw :P  All of the fields intercross, so to be an Archaeologist, you need to have some Physical anth skill to learn how to tell if a bone fragment is 1) not a piece of plastic and 2)is human or non-human.  Biological anthropologists tend to look more at living populations and primate history, in an evolutionary sense, and Physical anthropologists are more about being able to look at a bone fragment and be able to tell what race/gender/age the person it came from and how they died.  The Human Osteology course I just finished is a physical anth class, and the Med. Dr. who taught it told us that from it we'd know more about the skeleton than the average med student.  SRS BZNISS

If you hear of someone saying that they are or want to be a Medical Anthropologist, know that they are simply cultural anthropologists who like to hang around sick people and ass-kiss doctors, and that they should be extra reviled.

Thanks, I have a hard time looking stupid enough all on my own.