North_Ranger

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Redcoats using bayonnets to throw old, rusty cars at an ever-expanding bubble of water that threatens to envelope them all.

Damn my dreams are weird...
 

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I can't believe the Daily Show got Ira Glass to do voicework for Grand Theft Auto, including "I'm going to chop your penis off", and "Give me my money, you professional sex worker" (paraphrasing).
 
Vanilla Ice has a show on the Do It Yourself network where he renovates homes.

He knows quite a bit about palm trees!

He just assured his viewers that he is not going to leave rapping behind.


DOES THIS NEED IT'S OWN THREAD?!

please say yes!
 

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Why is that despite having Class 70 super-strength, Doc Samson always gets crapped on by the writers? I kind of like him, and he never gets a break.

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Sorry, Class 75.
 
I did not realize until today that the SNES/Genesis game Maximum Carnage had a Black Sabbath cover in it.


That's pretty awesome.
 

North_Ranger

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You know how it's said you are unable to read anything you see in a dream? Something about brain hemispheres and the part about dreams apparently disabling the ability to read...

Then why on earth do I remember reading the name 'Kaufmann, B.' on some receipt I saw in a dream? Was I not completely asleep and this was just some subconscious gunk my half-asleep mind was processing? Or did I just disprove that theory?
 
Wasn't it that you always see different stuff when you read the same things in dreams? Because I'd swear I've read stuff in dreams and the problem wasn't the reading itself, it was consistency.
 

Cajungal

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I worry that people will think there's something wrong with me. I'm an elementary ed. teacher who doesn't want kids. I love teaching them, but I'm so relieved to come home to a quiet, peaceful house.
 
I worry that people will think there's something wrong with me. I'm an elementary ed. teacher who doesn't want kids. I love teaching them, but I'm so relieved to come home to a quiet, peaceful house.
What do you mean...life with kids is always quiet and peaceful...

..although I could see that working with rowdy kids all day isn't the kind of thing that would motivate someone to come home and do the same thing.
 

Cajungal

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You're a Dad. That doesn't make you think, "Well she must not REALLY like kids..." I swear I do. :( I just also like quiet nights.
 
You're a Dad. That doesn't make you think, "Well she must not REALLY like kids..." I swear I do. :( I just also like quiet nights.
Nah, I had enough teachers growing up that didn't have any kids, and I realize that teaching and parenting desire and/or ability aren't necessarily related heavily.

EDIT: Wanted to add: of course there can and will be parents who don't approve of who you are or what you desire. There's no way to control that. All you can control is how you teach and treat the kids you encounter while teaching. You're never going to be able to teach a parent anything. :)
 

Cajungal

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Thanks, I know that this paranoid feeling will sometimes be justified...glad you said what you said though. Makes me feel a bit better! ^_^ People say I'm brave for my career choice. I say the same of parents.
 
Lately I found myself narrating my own life. Maybe it's for all that reading. (Discworld. 17 books and counting)
 
You know how it's said you are unable to read anything you see in a dream? Something about brain hemispheres and the part about dreams apparently disabling the ability to read...

Then why on earth do I remember reading the name 'Kaufmann, B.' on some receipt I saw in a dream? Was I not completely asleep and this was just some subconscious gunk my half-asleep mind was processing? Or did I just disprove that theory?
If you repeatedly read something, it will change each time. It's actually one of the tricks I used to use to get into lucid dreaming. Throughout the day, I would stop and ask myself if I was dreaming, and then I would either look at a picture or read a passage, look away, and then look again or reread it. If it changed, I knew I was dreaming.
 
You know how it's said you are unable to read anything you see in a dream? Something about brain hemispheres and the part about dreams apparently disabling the ability to read...

Then why on earth do I remember reading the name 'Kaufmann, B.' on some receipt I saw in a dream? Was I not completely asleep and this was just some subconscious gunk my half-asleep mind was processing? Or did I just disprove that theory?
If you repeatedly read something, it will change each time. It's actually one of the tricks I used to use to get into lucid dreaming. Throughout the day, I would stop and ask myself if I was dreaming, and then I would either look at a picture or read a passage, look away, and then look again or reread it. If it changed, I knew I was dreaming.[/QUOTE]

But what layer of the dream was it? How could you be sure!?
 
Today I'm going to get my new national identity document and I decided to compare the new picture of me with the old one.



What was wrong with my 19 year old nose??

I'm glad I look better in the second picture though.
 
M

makare

as a testament to my immaturity, i was reading an article and noticed it was written by a Dr Peter Wang. I giggled for a good two minutes over that one.
 
Today I'm going to get my new national identity document and I decided to compare the new picture of me with the old one.



What was wrong with my 19 year old nose??

I'm glad I look better in the second picture though.
Your second photo makes you kinda look like an international art/jewelry thief. Perhaps its cause of the turtleneck and snazzier glasses. Have you considered a career change?
 
-Look, commissioner!
-Any trace of the jewels?
-No sir, but it seems the burglar has left something for you.
-A note... "Best regards, commissioner". And some toast with jelly.
-Jelly?
-Yes, rookie. Silver Jelly.

Beginning credits!
 

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Well, to be honest, I didn't know where in Finland you were, so I picked the capital to be safe.

Or alternatively, you're just so awesome, your awesomeness stretches all the way to Helsinki.
 
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