GasBandit

Staff member
I am so very glad that I have survived to enter the electronic information era, where the entire collected knowledge of mankind is just a cellular google away. Because I am not too young to remember having to search the goddamned CARD CATALOG AT THE LIBRARY and I was ABOUT OUT OF PATIENCE with that horrible thing right when dial up internet was becoming common.

Pictured: Hell


Woman: "Let's see, let's see... erotica... erotica... erogenous... close, but no... Eros... erose... erode... erosion... erosive...."

 


So, I watched this yesterday, and I realized that I'm finally at an age where, when I see two people beating each other like that, it just seems so stupid. If there were some justification like them being gods or something, fine, but really, this is silly. The fight should last about thirty seconds, and then Joker would die from internal bleeding. Like the beginning of Scream 2, which was possibly the last effective death in a slasher movie (that I sat through anyway).
 
I am so very glad that I have survived to enter the electronic information era, where the entire collected knowledge of mankind is just a cellular google away. Because I am not too young to remember having to search the goddamned CARD CATALOG AT THE LIBRARY and I was ABOUT OUT OF PATIENCE with that horrible thing right when dial up internet was becoming common.

Pictured: Hell


Woman: "Let's see, let's see... erotica... erotica... erogenous... close, but no... Eros... erose... erode... erosion... erosive...."
Microfiche and microfilm were so much worse than the card catalog. I still cringe at the thought of spending all that time weeding through 1,000 other articles to find the right one only to find out the printer is broken and you have to do it all over again on a different machine.
 


So, I watched this yesterday, and I realized that I'm finally at an age where, when I see two people beating each other like that, it just seems so stupid. If there were some justification like them being gods or something, fine, but really, this is silly. The fight should last about thirty seconds, and then Joker would die from internal bleeding. Like the beginning of Scream 2, which was possibly the last effective death in a slasher movie (that I sat through anyway).
I don't understand all the hype and excitement for the game, honestly. Then again, I've never been a fan of fighting games.
 
I am so very glad that I have survived to enter the electronic information era, where the entire collected knowledge of mankind is just a cellular google away. Because I am not too young to remember having to search the goddamned CARD CATALOG AT THE LIBRARY and I was ABOUT OUT OF PATIENCE with that horrible thing right when dial up internet was becoming common.
As someone who is actually very good at searching through catalogs/Internet/etc, I could never understand the frustration of other people. As a side effect, I would frequently get asked to look stuff up, which just made me better at it while not improving their skill at all.

--Patrick
 
I don't understand all the hype and excitement for the game, honestly. Then again, I've never been a fan of fighting games.
I'm actually in agreement with you. I like fighting games just fine, but I don't understand all the crazy hype (especially talking to one friend yesterday; he was like flipping-0ut excited), it looks like every other fighting game to me. It still looks fun, and I want to play it, but...it's definitely not at the top of my list.
 
I don't understand all the hype and excitement for the game, honestly. Then again, I've never been a fan of fighting games.
I like fighting games and I can't bring myself to care. I don't know why it's getting so much attention. It's great when fighting games make use of the environment, but I'm told Power Stone set the bar for that a long time ago.
 
Wait I remember now, it was that the fatalities weren't gorey enough, which they kinda are. Fleh, looking at it now though if this was the only game to play I'd consider playing it.
 

GasBandit

Staff member
Oh dear god. I switched back to regular soap this morning. After so long.... It felt like every inch of my body was being erotically tongue-bathed by angels of truth, beauty and love.
 
My husband just came from the shower and said this:

"Hey baby, this Good Friday you should make like Jesus and let me tie you down and nail ya."

Oh....god.
 

Cajungal

Staff member
I was listening to the Jimmy Pardo podcast, and Jonathan Katz was on. He told this great story... One of his relatives died after saying something really mundane and everyday (and maybe a little embarrassing; I can't quite remember). So now he has this game he plays with family and friends. When someone says something really dull, embarrassing, or everyday he says (or thinks), "don't die." Maybe it's not that funny, but it makes me laugh.
 
My husband just came from the shower and said this:

"Hey baby, this Good Friday you should make like Jesus and let me tie you down and nail ya."

Oh....god.
The good thing about this is if you do it, you know you've got like three days before he rises again.
 

GasBandit

Staff member
Rambling story with a picture at the end:

When I was a young boy my father took me into the city to see a marching band Sorry, couldn't resist the My Chemical Romance joke now that they've broken up.

When I was a young boy, I attended a private Montessori school with some rather unconventional teaching ideas - for one thing, two teachers per class. At the time, since it was first grade and I'd also attended kindergarten at the same school, I didn't have the faintest idea this was out of the ordinary, nor the fact that the school had us address all our teachers and other school staff by their first name. Anyway, that year I also received my first memorable heavy winter coat, and it had a giant zipper on the front for my fumbling 6-year old fingers to zip up and down, and on that zipper were three enigmatic letters: YKK. One of the school's supervisory staff asked me what the YKK stood for, and I told him it stood for "Yona and Kristy's Klass," Yona and Kristy being the two teachers of my first grade class. I thought that was a pretty damn prophetic zipper, given that it was given to me before I even started school that year. Anyway, pretty much everybody's seen YKK on zippers at one point or another, and now, at last we can die knowing the truth:

 
My niece kept stealing the scarf I made for my sister so I ended up needing to make her one so she wouldn't keep taking the one I made for my sister. And below is the finished scarf for my niece. :)








And now I can finally start working on my own crochet project. I am planning on making a Legend of Zelda 8-bit blanket out of granny squares. I am super stoked to start it but I also know this is going to take me along time to finish. I calculated that i will need to make 864 granny squares and after that I still will have to stitch them all together. But all that being said I am still looking forward to it.
 
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