RIP kbin.social. We hardly knew ye.
Ah, it was the opposite for me. Might be because I enjoy the type of movies SC2 riffs on a lot more than NATM.
Honestly, it’s probably Little Nicky for me. I do enjoy the movie myself, but back in my highschool days my main group of friends I would hang out and smoke weed with could always agree on this movie. If anyone would complain about what someone else wanted to watch too much, or none of us had a good idea for anything else, we would usually just throw Little Nicky on and be happy enough. I’ll still watch every now and then even though I could recite the thing by rote.
It’s Scary Movie 2 that really tickles me with its good hand.
A couple YouTube channels I regularly turn to:
The Exploring Series - He does read throughs of SCP files and Lovecraft stuff, as well as other things. His voice and inflection are excellent for being calming, but not hammy like a lot of sleep story channels.
Astrum - Astronomy and physics related material. Also an excellent voice for this purpose.
Otherwise I sometimes just pull up a dungeon synth album that has the right mood that I’m feeling for the night.
Sucks is the wrong word. You just don’t like their music. They certainly don’t suck. Like them or not, they are undeniably talented.
A pedantic argument, admittedly. A spade is still a spade.
This is better. I’m never having kids, but if I did now I’d really want an MRI scan of the little darling.
It’s the best remedy I’ve tried insofar as it’s the only thing that has worked as any type of preventative, and the only thing that has disrupted a cycle for me. It doesn’t work as an abortive, in my experience, but it beats every pharmaceutical I’ve tried in every other way.
Sourcing it has been an issue, and it sucks to open yourself up to criminal offense for not wanting to live in pain, but we do what we have to do.
I’m an episodic CH sufferer. No other pain comes close in comparison. You’re not alone, brother (if I can make that gender assumption given your user name).
Deli-sliced turkey, muenster cheese, honey mustard, and my home-made pickles, on wheat.
Depends on how good they are at it. If pedestrian drech is all they have to offer I’ll spin 'em dizzy and set 'em straight. If they’ve got art, game recognizes game.
Younger brains have fewer memories. This checks out.
I did that thing where I lied on the internet. The preamble was there purely as a setup for the greatest joke of all time.
I always pictured mammoths being more docile: disinclined to charge. Didn’t realize they could be more of a wooly bully.
Taking SSRIs, I feel like I’m living with an anvil strapped to my back.
Before I started on them, I felt like I was wrapped around the singularity at the center of a massive black hole. Utterly, utterly crushed; reduced down to the size of something that may as well be nothing. So far past the event horizon that I couldn’t even see it anymore.
At least an anvil can be useful for smithing something practical, hearty, and if one has the skill, something artful.
So you’re saying Akira wasn’t based on a true story?
It would be very on-brand, and probably entertaining, if these two send absolute bottom dollar lawyers to represent their case.
Yeah. While I think it unlikely enough that anyone from the Vatican is using the fediverse, I think I’m safe in completely dismissing out of hand that anyone with the official capacity to represent the Vatican is here posting about their dissatisfaction with the Olympics.
First off, that’s actually the coolest name for a bird that I’ve ever heard.
Second, I don’t think the birds would be bothered if they found out. They have no conception of what either Satan or a jar is. I’ll give credit that they can differentiate day from night. The rest would just be nonsense to them.