The First Church of the Wrath of Baby Jesus and Open Bar™

[Freeky]

Still having difficulty in not flipping the hell out with anxiety attacks.  Working (still just volunteering at the game store, nothing has changed there) helps, but RinCon is today and the binders I was going to look through and pick cards out of to post on the Ebays are there and not here, so I have nothing to distract me. 

Maybe I'll build some Ork warbikes out of sprue, or paint my Boyz or something.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

It occurs to me that the Tunguska event was just an atomic bomb set off in a slightly different universe, specifically to see if they could penetrate the gap between universes just to PISS US OFF (hey, I'd do it).  Looking at history since, I'm reasonably certain it worked.

So we have to find a way to these other universes, and kick the mortal shit out of them.  All of them.

[Freeky]

ALL THE ASSES.  ALL THE UNIVERSES.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

ALL THE ASSES.  ALL THE UNIVERSES.

Well, we'd have no idea WHICH universe did it, and it's not like the guilty parties would ADMIT to it.

So there's no choice, really.

[Freeky]

ALL THE ASSES.  ALL THE UNIVERSES.

Well, we'd have no idea WHICH universe did it, and it's not like the guilty parties would ADMIT to it.

So there's no choice, really.

Even if they didn't, they would, too.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

[TMI]I finally conceded the battle to my breasts. They have grown, I have no say in this matter. Two of my new bras came in the mail today. It is AMAZING how much more comfortable a correctly-fitted bra is. [/TMI]

A properly fitted bra is the SHIT.

For years, that fitting was 36B. Dainty and perky. I had to wear special foundational garments to have any hint of cleavage. Now, I have actual cleavage, for real, without any special bras.

I held two of my friends' babies tonight, and the babies were clear on the fact that they found my new, plush boobahs pleasing. One of them,  two-and-a-half months old, actually put her face in my cleavage and motorboated.

Babies are so honest.

By THAT standard, I'm George Goddamn Washington.   

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Observation- libertarians talk and exaggerate a lot.
Observation- communists talk and exaggerate a lot.
Observation- telling a libertarian that theyre just as bad as communists when it comes to hyperbole and longwindedness seems to effectively silence them. More data needed.

You can always also point out that libertarianism has done more harm to the USA than Marxism ever did.

Marxism in America produced annoying identity politics students in the 80s, whose descendents now populate tumblr.

Libertarianism in America produced the Chicago Boys, who ran Chile into the ground while supporting a quasi-fascist dictatorship, and whose descendents inflicted financial nuttery on the USA.

Seems I got a bit of reading to do. Thanks, Cain!

Incidentally, the guy did eventually respond, in a wordy fashion of course about how laissez-faire works and all of that, and asked how was he being hyperbolic. I responded that equating insurance with slavery was pretty damn hyperbolic, and seemed to take serious my pointing out that having a driver's license is coercive regulation by his logic.

I think I need to science libertarians more.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Congrats Paes!

[Ben Shapiro]

Ohai peedee I am get married today.

Awesome and welcome to the club.

[Freeky]

So I found the binders I am supposed to work out of.  They were nowhere near where they were supposed to be (i.e., five feet away and behind me, buried under stuff ).  I feel better for having done a shit ton of work today, with immediately visible results. 


NOW I may do some painting, or maybe some modeling.  Not really sure.  Maybe Borderlands 2 if the Xbox is not in use.

[Eater of Clowns]

Tonight was the annual International Wine Festival in New Bedford, apparently one of the largest wine festivals in the state. The tickets are $65 and neither my own nor my girlfriend's broke asses could pay for that shit. Last year I was invited by my father, who got free tickets through his work at the newspaper. My girlfriend asked around on facebook and found a couple with two extra tickets that they got from work.

Turns out, they were the tickets my father WOULD have received had he won them in the drawing they had at the newspaper. 

I spent the whole night drinking free booze with a bunch of my dad's co-workers. They're all afraid of him, in spite of him being a 60 year old six and a half foot puppy, and don't want him to know they gave the tickets away. But I DEFINITELY want him to know that they passed the tickets on to ME.

I suppose I won't tell him, because it's against their wishes. But man, that conversation would be hilarious.

ETA - I can't actually tell if this post makes sense or not. I will return to it when off the combination of wine, beer, sake, absinthe (?), and whiskey.

something about our own wine festivals using our boozes against us

or   

[Demolition Squid]

Usually I work 8-6 every other saturday covering another area of the store until midday.

Boss asked me to start early in my proper job today. 10-6. Okay. Little annoyed to lose the extra hours but whatever.

I check the roster. Definitely says 10.

Woken up by frantic call from ither section manager wondering where I am. Boss hasn't actually spoken with them. This is, apparently, my fault.

Woo communication.

[Pæs]

I have a wife now. It's pretty neat. More later, with pics.

[EK WAFFLR]

It occurs to me that the Tunguska event was just an atomic bomb set off in a slightly different universe, specifically to see if they could penetrate the gap between universes just to PISS US OFF (hey, I'd do it).  Looking at history since, I'm reasonably certain it worked.

So we have to find a way to these other universes, and kick the mortal shit out of them.  All of them.

I cannot describe how much I am in love with this, and I'm going to treat it as documented fact from now on.



Also, congrats, Pæs!

[Don Coyote]

I'm in a shitty mood and it's starting to feed on itself.