

Was it apple? I just heard about them last week but they seem expensive
Was it apple? I just heard about them last week but they seem expensive
Imagine a boot SO mighty that if it exists it might crush you, so you need to lick it ahead of time so that someday if it does exist, it might not crush you.
This man lives in a bubble
The Earth itself doesn’t have to be hanging in the balance. Smaller plots are just fine.
I don’t need a month-long plot broken into 2hrs; I’d really rather have a more limited duration being represented.
More on that point: I recently watched the Director’s Cut of Napoleon, and found myself wishing it didn’t have such a “biopic” feel, where 20 years of events was condensed down to 3.5hrs. Quite frankly I’d rather have a vibe more like “The Raid: Redemption” where it doesn’t have to be Real Time, but closer to that serves a better narrative.
I keep thinking back to Rogue One, at the end of Act 2 where our Team Of Heroes has been assembled and they’re traveling towards the epic showdown that is Act 3. They’ve got a few days to spend in hyperspace, and we get one brief scene establishing that fact, quick banter between a few people, and off to the big showdown.
It felt so rushed to me that I wondered what I was missing over those days spent in travel; how characters were preparing themselves for what was next, how they were reconciling the events that led them to this; there is an utter wealth of joy that can be found by just slowing down and letting characters exist in time, instead of just minimal exposition followed by action.
Apparently my wife and I collecting rocks counts as special interest because most of our friends are baffled by our collection, and the fact that we go out of our way to hunt down rocks + fossils.
Apparently out of all my friends I’m the only one who thinks it’s fucking awesome to hold a 410 million year old seashell in my hands, or an awesome chunk of mica. The highlight from a few wknds back was when I found a wicked hunk of quartz + feldspar with a bunch of garnets in it. Our excitement is our own, and no one else’s
It’s this, and it’s also more than this: there has to be a limitation put on profit, a place at which the corporation achieves balance and success- enough to not feel the need to continually chip away at wages and working conditions or increasing enshittification in search of immediate short-term profits.
If enough profit is never enough, it will forever remain a constant battle between corporations and workers, and corporations and the public.
Nice dream
This is the stupidest timeline. We miss you Harambe
Perpetually, when cooking meat.
-4 dolls. All patriotic Americans are required to surrender 4 dolls immediately for processing and export to Central America
Never heard of it, and you provided no context either. :)
It has become an ongoing issue that my wife complains that she smells something, then gets angry at me if I am unable to smell that same smell, sometimes accusing me of gas lighting her or calling her a liar, when actually I just don’t smell the smell she’s smelling.
I’m not making implications or accusations, I’m not trying to mislead or confuse her, I just can’t smell whatever she’s smelling and that fact frustrates the heck out of her as though I’m personally letting her down. Then she gets a bit aggro and I have to change the garbages / kitchen compost in the hopes that perhaps those are the sources of the smells I can’t smell. Sometimes that helps. She will never change the garbage or take out the compost herself.
When she insisted that she smelled a gas leak from our furnace that I couldn’t smell, we called a professional who confirmed our furnace was working fine and there was no gas leak; but I was still the villain for denying the gas leak ahead of time. Three times in the last 6 months this has been a thing.
Can’t speak for every guy, but some of us will make sure to give extra room on the sidewalk to purposefully indicate that we’re not a threat. A bit of mud is a small price to pay to know that we have prevented even a modicum of fear from springing up in the hearts of a random passerby.
Many of us understand why women choose the Bear over the Man.
It’s not bad. Weirdly I don’t have a perfect spoon even though I have a top 5 forks list
Sprint up or sprint down? Cuz 5 stairs at a time up is mad talent
Congrats! You have achieved poetry. :)
Any dumbass can. :)
Why would you ever want your eggs to be asymmetrical if you could help it? Eggs are fragile and symmetry promotes greater carton balance
Yay more hype. Just what we needed more of, it’s hype, at last