The New Thread About Nothing - Page 139

Ben Lahnger · 04-06-2011, 09:36 AM

Yeah, those you can clean up and move on from. But a sauna that smells of hot piss?!? Oh, man ... that'd ruin anyone's trip to the spa.

Delkaetre · 04-07-2011, 02:03 PM

My current favourite Bauhaus song is Lagartija Nick. Similarly, for Depeche Mode, I'm quite into Dead Of Night. With the Mission, it's Evangeline, and with The Merry Thoughts it's Pale Empress.

Clearly I've got something on my mind, though this doesn't explain why my favourite Manuskript song is Modern Medicine.

Ben Lahnger · 04-08-2011, 11:57 AM

I ran across a trivia question which indicates that Toyota considers the plural of Prius to be Prii.

I've decided that the position of being rigidly against the purchase of these Japanese hybrid vehicles should be called Priupism.

Catch · 04-08-2011, 05:03 PM

Is it me... or does everyone on the site seem to be losing their minds?

Solumina · 04-08-2011, 06:37 PM

I think most people on here lost their minds quite some time ago.

Catch · 04-09-2011, 05:56 PM

Maybe people are more relaxed around each other then?

Solumina · 04-09-2011, 06:50 PM

I'm about to go kick some bitches out of the pool. I think I enjoy that part of my job a little more than I should.

Saya · 04-10-2011, 10:16 PM

(801): He kept moaning America instead of Erica while fucking me.

Versus?

Versus · 04-11-2011, 11:13 AM

Don't look at me. >.>

Catch · 04-11-2011, 11:17 PM

Okay, everything is fine! Everything is fine!

honeythorn · 04-12-2011, 02:20 PM

SAYA

Please, PLEASE knit this for me? - click forward 3 times until you get to the Snuggie 2.0 . I NEED THIS

http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/1xxO97...he_True_Story/

Murder.Of.Crows · 04-12-2011, 03:55 PM

That is kind of incredible, but I would have sewn the feet hole up.

Saya · 04-12-2011, 06:10 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by honeythorn

SAYA

Please, PLEASE knit this for me? - click forward 3 times until you get to the Snuggie 2.0 . I NEED THIS

http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/1xxO97...he_True_Story/

So basically you want a knitted Birdo suit?

HumanePain · 04-12-2011, 06:25 PM

I logged into MySpace today.

It was depressing. It was bittersweet.

Dear friends and sweet faces from years ago, but there last login times months or even years ago, mine included.

I laughed at some of the last comments:

CCT:
"Oh MySpace. It was fun while it lasted."

Clockwork:
"Is anyone still here?"

and so on.

To see a place that I once couldn't wait to log into after work, and now see it abandoned...all the relationships gone, like a dearly departed...my eyes actually watered. :snif:

I fear that someday the same will happen here. I mean, there seems to be a core group of is that seem to keep it going, but then if some place as large as MySpace can descend, how much easier for Gnet to fall into the ash heap of cyber-history.

I clicked on the embedded videos, the pictures, all still there, but like the carousel at Neverland it was hollow.

I knew there was no one behind the profiles anymore.

:snif:

Murder.Of.Crows · 04-12-2011, 07:04 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by saya

so basically you want a knitted birdo suit?

so awesome!!!

honeythorn · 04-13-2011, 11:12 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Saya

So basically you want a knitted Birdo suit?

Yes. Yes I do. It's a stupendous piece of woolen body hosiery !

Ben Lahnger · 04-14-2011, 08:55 AM

HumanePain, things like this remind me of the time I had reason to go back to my old high school ten years plus after I graduated. It was the same place I remember (oh, the lockers had been painted a different color and there were new things like the occasional student painted wall mural, but it was still the same) ... but it was empty. It probably didn't help that I was there after hours and there really was hardly anyone there, but it didn't feel like high school and that was the moment when I realized physically that it never would.

The saying "you can't go home again" resonates over and over in my life, from looking at old houses I've lived in to old haunts I've ... *ahem* ... haunted. But I've lived in such a way that I don't have many regrets about it, so the disappointment is more a soft melancholy than a bitter ache; a fond nostalgia that more amuses me than saddens me.

But what I find harder to deal with is the awareness that it's time to abandon a favored old haunt. It has a different flavor on the internet, where places are ephemeral and intangible, and people are all shadowy pseudonyms, but it still has the same sour, tart tang. From the 90's when I was leaving old BBS's I'd really enjoyed, to more recent history where things like Napster and MySpace stopped having relevance for me, to current day where I find myself questioning how much longer am I going to use Facebook or this place ... there is a real sadness attached to deciding to leave such unreal places.

And lately it seems like nearly everything on the internet is telling me to step away from the keyboard and get out more.

korinna5555 · 04-14-2011, 09:39 PM

I'm watching Låt den rätte komma in on Netflix and eating the homemade, from-scratch strawberry shortcake I just made. Win.

Catch · 04-14-2011, 09:41 PM

I am so abnormally tired today and yesterday. I wonder if I am starting to become bi-polar.

korinna5555 · 04-14-2011, 09:53 PM

No. You can't just "become" bipolar, any more than you can become a tiger. Unless you're Charlie Sheen.. OH SNAP, KOR MADE A FUNNY.

HumanePain · 04-14-2011, 11:24 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Ben Lahnger

HumanePain, things like this remind me of the time I had reason to go back to my old high school ten years plus after I graduated. It was the same place I remember (oh, the lockers had been painted a different color and there were new things like the occasional student painted wall mural, but it was still the same) ... but it was empty. It probably didn't help that I was there after hours and there really was hardly anyone there, but it didn't feel like high school and that was the moment when I realized physically that it never would.

The saying "you can't go home again" resonates over and over in my life, from looking at old houses I've lived in to old haunts I've ... *ahem* ... haunted. But I've lived in such a way that I don't have many regrets about it, so the disappointment is more a soft melancholy than a bitter ache; a fond nostalgia that more amuses me than saddens me.

But what I find harder to deal with is the awareness that it's time to abandon a favored old haunt. It has a different flavor on the internet, where places are ephemeral and intangible, and people are all shadowy pseudonyms, but it still has the same sour, tart tang. From the 90's when I was leaving old BBS's I'd really enjoyed, to more recent history where things like Napster and MySpace stopped having relevance for me, to current day where I find myself questioning how much longer am I going to use Facebook or this place ... there is a real sadness attached to deciding to leave such unreal places.

And lately it seems like nearly everything on the internet is telling me to step away from the keyboard and get out more.

Thanks man. Just the words I needed to read. I owe ya one.
And yeah, I need to get out more often.

Solumina · 04-14-2011, 11:28 PM

I want to become a tiger, that would be amazing.

korinna5555 · 04-14-2011, 11:32 PM

Swedish (and original) version on left, American on right. 200-year-old androgynous vampire versus five-year-old girl who got into mommy's makeup. The preferred film is obvious. X_X

Murder.Of.Crows · 04-15-2011, 12:26 AM

What movie is that Korinna, tried skimming through the above comments and I couldn't find it. I still have to agree, the left version is obviously the better.

Fruitbat · 04-15-2011, 06:11 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Ben Lahnger

HumanePain, things like this remind me of the time I had reason to go back to my old high school ten years plus after I graduated. It was the same place I remember (oh, the lockers had been painted a different color and there were new things like the occasional student painted wall mural, but it was still the same) ... but it was empty. It probably didn't help that I was there after hours and there really was hardly anyone there, but it didn't feel like high school and that was the moment when I realized physically that it never would.

The saying "you can't go home again" resonates over and over in my life, from looking at old houses I've lived in to old haunts I've ... *ahem* ... haunted. But I've lived in such a way that I don't have many regrets about it, so the disappointment is more a soft melancholy than a bitter ache; a fond nostalgia that more amuses me than saddens me.

But what I find harder to deal with is the awareness that it's time to abandon a favored old haunt. It has a different flavor on the internet, where places are ephemeral and intangible, and people are all shadowy pseudonyms, but it still has the same sour, tart tang. From the 90's when I was leaving old BBS's I'd really enjoyed, to more recent history where things like Napster and MySpace stopped having relevance for me, to current day where I find myself questioning how much longer am I going to use Facebook or this place ... there is a real sadness attached to deciding to leave such unreal places.

And lately it seems like nearly everything on the internet is telling me to step away from the keyboard and get out more.

True, true. You can never go back, but you can always move forward.

There are definitely some people I would miss chatting to,
or procrastinating with, but then I'm pretty transient (sp?) with most aspects of my life.