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Started by LilCerberus, June 30, 2020, 06:28:44 PM

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LilCerberus

TV's not just playing reruns, it's playing the same reruns.....
Makes me wonder how my step dad's doing.,..
He had to go into the hospital yesterday, & I'm now wondering how he's handling hospital TV....

His son lost his father in law last week, so I'm sure things, uh...
I'm at a loss for words.....
"Science Fiction & Nostalgia have become the same thing!" - T Bone Burnett
The world runs off money, even for those with a warped sense of what the world is.

LilCerberus

I'm hungry & I gotta go real bad, & I just spent the last hour watching a live video of some fat broad chipping the solder off a one-hundred & forty year old lead box......

So far, a few books & some envelopes with water damage..........
"Science Fiction & Nostalgia have become the same thing!" - T Bone Burnett
The world runs off money, even for those with a warped sense of what the world is.

RCMerchant

  ^ So- you been on the toilet eating and s**tting for an hour watching someone opening a box?  :question:
Supernatural?...perhaps. Baloney?...Perhaps not!" Bela Lugosi-the BLACK CAT (1934)
Interviewer-"Does Dracula ever end for you?
Lugosi-"No. Dracula-never ends."
Slobber, Drool, Drip!
https://www.tumblr.com/ronmerchant

LilCerberus

Quote from: RCMerchant on December 22, 2021, 04:30:13 PM
  ^ So- you been on the toilet eating and s**tting for an hour watching someone opening a box?  :question:

No, I was waiting for the woman to open the damned box so I could get up & do those two things.......

The press kept saying there was gonna be some fancy s**t in that box, but it was just some water damaged books......
"Science Fiction & Nostalgia have become the same thing!" - T Bone Burnett
The world runs off money, even for those with a warped sense of what the world is.

RCMerchant

Supernatural?...perhaps. Baloney?...Perhaps not!" Bela Lugosi-the BLACK CAT (1934)
Interviewer-"Does Dracula ever end for you?
Lugosi-"No. Dracula-never ends."
Slobber, Drool, Drip!
https://www.tumblr.com/ronmerchant

LilCerberus

Every time one my conservative friends posts LGB (for "Let's Go Brandon"), II can't help wondering what they did with the TQ, y'know, for LGBTQ..........

I wonder if my conservative friends know that...........
"Science Fiction & Nostalgia have become the same thing!" - T Bone Burnett
The world runs off money, even for those with a warped sense of what the world is.

RCMerchant

^ Why do you even care about all this?  :question:
Is it in anyway affecting your life? Your mind-sure. But your actual life?
Has anything really changed in the last 8 years- for you?
Obama, Trump, Biden- are you not where you were 10 years ago- no matter what party was in power?
Supernatural?...perhaps. Baloney?...Perhaps not!" Bela Lugosi-the BLACK CAT (1934)
Interviewer-"Does Dracula ever end for you?
Lugosi-"No. Dracula-never ends."
Slobber, Drool, Drip!
https://www.tumblr.com/ronmerchant

LilCerberus

^It's just that LGB meant something else for ten years, and I'm REALLY bored!^
"Science Fiction & Nostalgia have become the same thing!" - T Bone Burnett
The world runs off money, even for those with a warped sense of what the world is.

RCMerchant

^ When I'm really bored, I read old comic books or paperbacks or monster magazines.
I made some model kits!



It's fun, it keeps you busy, and looks cool on your bookshelf!



Supernatural?...perhaps. Baloney?...Perhaps not!" Bela Lugosi-the BLACK CAT (1934)
Interviewer-"Does Dracula ever end for you?
Lugosi-"No. Dracula-never ends."
Slobber, Drool, Drip!
https://www.tumblr.com/ronmerchant

Trevor

Quote from: RCMerchant on December 25, 2021, 03:10:10 AM
^ When I'm really bored, I read old comic books or paperbacks or monster magazines.
I made some model kits!



It's fun, it keeps you busy, and looks cool on your bookshelf!





Those look really cool  :smile: :cheers:
We shall meet in the place where there is no darkness.

ER

How come so many people want to go back in time to high school? If ever I found myself back there I think I would start violently screaming, which would probably also solve the problem of my being there, but then again my high school was not like most in that it had two functions: for most there it existed to impress good colleges by putting its name on a diploma without actually demanding much more from a student than most schools would; or to create a handful of high-functioning scholars to bring academic glory onto the school and carry the reputation of the others.

I was one of the latter, existing in a pressure cooker environment so demanding and intense that most days I wanted to stand up and walk out, and once or twice actually did, which sent the staff into meetings trying to figure out why a cog in their machine was giving them a problem, and concluding it was a nut behind the wheel.

The fact they didn't kick me out revealed something amazing to me: if I gave them the results they wanted I could otherwise get away with anything else there.

Wish I'd figured that out a few grades sooner.

My schoolteacher friend says it's a shame I went there instead of a gentler school like the one where he teaches, but if I had, well, would I have known the difference without a comparison, and just have complained about that school too? I think it's my nature not to have liked school, no matter how "good" at it I seemed at the time.

Thoughts like these arise after living through a Christmas season hearing: ".... I was back at school, and felt that old familiar pain...." Though I'm pretty sure that's not what Dan Fogelberg meant. I bet his school didn't have counselors who tried to guilt trip you over getting A's instead of A+'s, though I guess they wouldn't have indulged my rejection of them my last year either because a public school doesn't live or die on reputation like mine did.

Ah, memories during new year's week.
What does not kill me makes me stranger.

Alex

Quote from: ER on December 30, 2021, 07:14:13 AM
How come so many people want to go back in time to high school? If ever I found myself back there I think I would start violently screaming, which would probably also solve the problem of my being there, but then again my high school was not like most in that it had two functions: for most there it existed to impress good colleges by putting its name on a diploma without actually demanding much more from a student than most schools would; or to create a handful of high-functioning scholars to bring academic glory onto the school and carry the reputation of the others.

I was one of the latter, existing in a pressure cooker environment so demanding and intense that most days I wanted to stand up and walk out, and once or twice actually did, which sent the staff into meetings trying to figure out why a cog in their machine was giving them a problem, and concluding it was a nut behind the wheel.

The fact they didn't kick me out revealed something amazing to me: if I gave them the results they wanted I could otherwise get away with anything else there.

Wish I'd figured that out a few grades sooner.

My schoolteacher friend says it's a shame I went there instead of a gentler school like the one where he teaches, but if I had, well, would I have known the difference without a comparison, and just have complained about that school too? I think it's my nature not to have liked school, no matter how "good" at it I seemed at the time.

Thoughts like these arise after living through a Christmas season hearing: ".... I was back at school, and felt that old familiar pain...." Though I'm pretty sure that's not what Dan Fogelberg meant. I bet his school didn't have counselors who tried to guilt trip you over getting A's instead of A+'s, though I guess they wouldn't have indulged my rejection of them my last year either because a public school doesn't live or die on reputation like mine did.

Ah, memories during new year's week.

I've always felt sorry for people who think that your school days are the best ones of your life. Imagine the rest of your life being an anti-climax.
Hail to thyself
For I am my own master
I am my own god
I require no shepherd
For I am no sheep.

Trevor

Quote from: Alex on December 30, 2021, 07:45:04 AM

I've always felt sorry for people who think that your school days are the best ones of your life. Imagine the rest of your life being an anti-climax.

I went to an English Public School from 1980 - 1984: a school founded on EPS principles in my hometown where you had to wear ties, a suit in the winter and even a straw basher. It was both the best and the worst of times: some of the teachers were brutal bastards, some were nasty and some were just plain bad.  :buggedout:

The only good thing I got there was a good education, despite the teachers.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chaplin_High_School
We shall meet in the place where there is no darkness.

ER

Quote from: Trevor on December 30, 2021, 09:51:13 AM
Quote from: Alex on December 30, 2021, 07:45:04 AM

I've always felt sorry for people who think that your school days are the best ones of your life. Imagine the rest of your life being an anti-climax.

I went to an English Public School from 1980 - 1984: a school founded on EPS principles in my hometown where you had to wear ties, a suit in the winter and even a straw basher. It was both the best and the worst of times: some of the teachers were brutal bastards, some were nasty and some were just plain bad.  :buggedout:

Did you divide up into houses?
What does not kill me makes me stranger.

Trevor

Quote from: ER on December 30, 2021, 09:52:49 AM
Quote from: Trevor on December 30, 2021, 09:51:13 AM
Quote from: Alex on December 30, 2021, 07:45:04 AM

I've always felt sorry for people who think that your school days are the best ones of your life. Imagine the rest of your life being an anti-climax.

I went to an English Public School from 1980 - 1984: a school founded on EPS principles in my hometown where you had to wear ties, a suit in the winter and even a straw basher. It was both the best and the worst of times: some of the teachers were brutal bastards, some were nasty and some were just plain bad.  :buggedout:

Did you divide up into houses?

Yes, we had both girls and boys houses. I was in MacDonald and our sister house was Hamilton.

I will never forget MacDonald winning the interhouse sports in 1982: that was a surreal day. At one point, we became aware that we had a chance of winning the competition and then, the unthinkable happened. We won. We were screaming, crying, hugging each other and I remember after we took a lap of honor around our track, I sat down in the stands and cried: tears yes, but happy tears.  :smile:
We shall meet in the place where there is no darkness.