Lots of people expressing negativity in this thread but I want to say that even at age 37, going home for Christmas still feels like I’m a kid again. I laugh and joke with my family, we eat good food, decorate the tree, do winter activities, and have a ton of fun. I look forward catching up with my family at Christmas all year.
Me too. Except it’s better than when I was a kid because now we’re all adults and can appreciate each other’s company better, but my mom still always spoils me (and my partner now) when we visit like when I was a kid so it’s twice as awesome.
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My daughter. Although she has a lot of issues and it has been a very hard road, she has made me a better person and a less angry person. She is definitely by far the best thing that ever happened to me. My biggest fear is outliving her.
My dad used to say this all the time (he has long since passed). My sister nearly died about twenty years ago and one of the weird memories I have from the period is feeling so sorry for him.
Anyway I totally get it but do try not to obsess on it for what it’s worth.
One time like 10 years ago I was at a party and my crush was there. It was a bunch of musicians and basically everyone was smoking weed, but she was one of maybe 3 drunk people there. She was slurring her words, falling down drunk and no one was helping her.
She slurred out “I need to go to the b***room…” So I thought she either needs to go to the “bathroom” because she’s gonna be sick, or the “bedroom” because she’s gonna pass out and it’s her friend’s house. I help her back to the hallway - bedroom’s one side, bathroom is the other - and she pulls me toward the bedroom.
Now this girl was blasted… There’s no way I’m gonna try anything. I just wanna get her to a place where she won’t fall and break her face or drown in her own vomit.
I helped her to the bed and turn to leave and she grabs my leg…
Her: “Come on…” Me: “come on, what?” Her: “do your thing… Do your stuff” Me: “What stuff?”
(She sits up)
Her: “you… And me…” (Wildly smashes hands together) Me: “yeah… That doesn’t seem like a good idea” Her (still slurring her words): “come ooonnnn, I’m not that drunk” Me: “Tell you what. If you give me three coherent sentences so I know the lights are on, and I will fuck you into next weekend.” Her (eyes rolling in opposite directions): “buh… Gahnt… Ack…lep” Me: “ok. Good night. I’ll let Friend know you’re back here”
I go to walk away and she grabs me again.
Her (suddenly lucid and making eye contact with perfect speech): **It’s now or never dude.**Me: “Well in that case it’s never.”
So I walked away, because I don’t need that kinda mindfuck.
I’m happily married to someone with the same first name.
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Boardgames. Especially big, rules heavy games like Mage Knight and Twilight Imperium. I’ll happily spend a day playing a boardgame and my family just don’t get it at all.
My family were doing a dog sledding trip and my brother came off and hit his head. We ended up putting him on my sled, with my job being to keep him awake in case he had a concussion. So I asked him to explain the rules to Twilight Imperium to me which, luckily and unluckily, took. Hours.
I’ve never hated, but been glad for, a game I’ve never played more…
(but I’m glad that you, and my brother, and other people get so much enjoyment from them!)
It’s not a big game, but I fell in love with Nefarious (specifically a translated version) after encountering it in the wild. Fast pace, simultaneous turns, short games, simple rules, no eliminations leading to people waiting for others to finish, and at the same time has some interesting decisions leading to multiple strategies… And then you add two twists every game, changing the rules, meaning you have to adapt your strategies, keeping it fresh.
That “movie” was so awful I couldn’t watch more than an hour of it. I can’t imagine that extending it to three and a half hours will make it any better.
I was actually enjoying some of the world building and the story seemed like it was interesting if somewhat derivative, but when all the bad cliches and corny looking slo-mo gunfights started I just couldn’t take anymore.
I’ve lost… Too many this year and I cannot imagine being more immersed in that absolutely depressing industry (pet death and grieving in general). Well that and I can’t draw
Important work though, I’m sure it helps people immensely
Tldr. Basically, he was a piece of shit tyrant edgelord who kept trying to push boundaries and didn’t quite understand humor. His show was only made good by everybody around him trying to rein him in and fix his fuck ups. Also for good measure, he’s a sex pest.
I once met Bob Camp in Atlantic City in 2015 and he told me this whole story. He said he hated JohnK and that he was possibly the most deranged person he had ever met. He then told me that the only thing that came out of this that was good in the end was SpongeBob.
Sick Little Monkeys: The Unauthorized Ren & Stimpy Story is the book that he referred me to if I wanted more details.
Didn’t know all this about him. Not surprised. It was so gross, God knows how it informed our development. It’s really uncomfortable to watch as an adult. And my goodness - did you watch the adult version when they brought it back years ago? Jfc
have you seen a grizzly bear? those things are huge, and strong. a black bear or something maybe, but no way can people believe their stronger than a grizzly
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