I didn't say creepy, I said it seems morbid. And anyway, the distance of travel is really my point. It is one thing to go to a place to visit where one's loved one's remains are. It seems to me to be quite another experience for said place to be in one's own house.
My grandmother kept my grandfather's ashes until the day she died. She always at least pretended to intend to scatter them, but never actually got around to it. So in the end they went together. I guess it's hard to let go of the person with whom you shared an entire lifetime, even if to the rest of the world it's just some dust in a jar. Grief makes us do odd things.
I dunno. I think that having an urn in your house is not as morbid as having a grave in your backyard.
For comparison, I have the grave of my poor deceased bunny in my backyard.
My first rabbit, Bun Bun, was eaten by the family dog... I woke up to find bunny entrails strewn about the yard (talk about introducing a child to harsh realities early in life!). Bun Bun II died young after catching myxomatosis from the wild rabbit population. Both of them (or in the first one's case, just the intestines) were buried in the garden, and we kinda gave up on rabbits after that.
I put a special on the menu today. Only one lady ordered it, but when she got it she was smiling and all giddy and was smiling throughout eating it. The gm tried it as well and wanted to put it on the menu permanently.
I put a special on the menu today. Only one lady ordered it, but when she got it she was smiling and all giddy and was smiling throughout eating it. The gm tried it as well and wanted to put it on the menu permanently.
Add me to the list of curious people. You can leave out an ingredient or two if you're worried about compromising trade secrets.
Heh, it was a simple croque madame. Grilled swiss cheese with ham in the middle. One more slice of swiss on top, and into the pizza oven for 30 seconds. Egg goes in pan, into the pizza oven as well until cooked perfectly sunny side up. Sandwich comes out all melty on top then the egg goes right on top of it.
It's pretty simple comfort food but the egg adds that bit of luxury to it that makes you feel good even when you're sad.
My first rabbit, Bun Bun, was eaten by the family dog... I woke up to find bunny entrails strewn about the yard (talk about introducing a child to harsh realities early in life!). Bun Bun II died young after catching myxomatosis from the wild rabbit population. Both of them (or in the first one's case, just the intestines) were buried in the garden, and we kinda gave up on rabbits after that.
You know, this makes me realize that I have no idea how my rabbit died, or what my dad did with her when she died. I wasn't terribly attached, though. A friend that lived across the street when I was little moved to Kansas, and they couldn't take Midnight with them, so we took her in for a short time, but she died pretty quickly.
Heh, it was a simple croque madame. Grilled swiss cheese with ham in the middle. One more slice of swiss on top, and into the pizza oven for 30 seconds. Egg goes in pan, into the pizza oven as well until cooked perfectly sunny side up. Sandwich comes out all melty on top then the egg goes right on top of it.
It's pretty simple comfort food but the egg adds that bit of luxury to it that makes you feel good even when you're sad.
happy food
That certainly does sound both delicious and happy.
I've decided to stop drinking on Tuesdays and make those exercise nights instead. I've got 19 lbs to lose to make 200 by June plus it will be healthy for me to restrict my drinking to Thursday - Saturday. Make it easier to keep pushing until I'm only drinking about 15 a week and definitely less than 20.
My first rabbit, Bun Bun, was eaten by the family dog... I woke up to find bunny entrails strewn about the yard (talk about introducing a child to harsh realities early in life!). Bun Bun II died young after catching myxomatosis from the wild rabbit population. Both of them (or in the first one's case, just the intestines) were buried in the garden, and we kinda gave up on rabbits after that.
I've decided to stop drinking on Tuesdays and make those exercise nights instead. I've got 19 lbs to lose to make 200 by June plus it will be healthy for me to restrict my drinking to Thursday - Saturday. Make it easier to keep pushing until I'm only drinking about 15 a week and definitely less than 20.
If you need a health motivation buddy, I'm trying to loose 8kg myself. Teetering between 77 and 78 is not goo for someone of my size, compounded withy family history of heart attacks, diabetes and stroke. My fathers entire family passed away either well before I was born or before I hit 5 years old from one or more of the preceding, so I need to lose some weight to lower those risk factors.
Oh yeah. Well I weighed 300 2 years ago and lost 40 lbs between August and March, so I'm confident I can keep this trend up. Most of last year I was around 250 then in August just realized it was time to finish off my weight problem for good.
Randal: So they build another Death Star, right?
Dante: Yeah.
Randal: Now the first one they built was completed and fully operational before the Rebels destroyed it.
Dante: Luke blew it up. Give credit where it's due.
Randal:And the second one was still being built when they blew it up.
Dante: Compliments of Lando Calrissian.
Randal: Something just never sat right with me the second time they destroyed it. I could never put my finger on it-something just wasn't right.
Dante: And you figured it out?
Randal: Well, the thing is, the first Death Star was manned by the Imperial army-storm troopers, dignitaries- the only people onboard were Imperials.
Dante: Basically.
Randal: So when they blew it up, no prob. Evil is punished.
Dante: And the second time around...?
Randal: The second time around, it wasn't even finished yet. They were still under construction.
Dante: So?
Randal: A construction job of that magnitude would require a helluva lot more manpower than the Imperial army had to offer. I'll bet there were independent contractors working on that thing: plumbers, aluminum siders, roofers.
Dante: Not just Imperials, is what you're getting at.
Randal: Exactly. In order to get it built quickly and quietly they'd hire anybody who could do the job. Do you think the average storm trooper knows how to install a toilet main? All they know is killing and white uniforms.
Dante: All right, so even if independent contractors are working on the Death Star, why are you uneasy with its destruction?
Randal: All those innocent contractors hired to do a job were killed- casualties of a war they had nothing to do with. (notices Dante's confusion) All right, look-you're a roofer, and some juicy government contract comes your way; you got the wife and kids and the two-story in suburbia-this is a government contract, which means all sorts of benefits. All of a sudden these left-wing militants blast you with lasers and wipe out everyone within a three-mile radius. You didn't ask for that. You have no personal politics. You're just trying to scrape out a living.
(The Blue-Collar Man (Thomas Burke) joins them.)
Blue-Collar Man: Excuse me. I don't mean to interrupt, but what were you talking about?
Randal: The ending of Return of the Jedi.
Dante: My friend is trying to convince me that any contractors working on the uncompleted Death Star were innocent victims when the space station was destroyed by the rebels.
Blue-Collar Man: Well, I'm a contractor myself. I'm a roofer... (digs into pocket and produces business card) Dunn and Reddy Home Improvements. And speaking as a roofer, I can say that a roofer's personal politics come heavily into play when choosing jobs.
Randal: Like when?
Blue-Collar Man: Three months ago I was offered a job up in the hills. A beautiful house with tons of property. It was a simple reshingling job, but I was told that if it was finished within a day, my price would be doubled. Then I realized whose house it was.
Dante: Whose house was it?
Blue-Collar Man: Dominick Bambino's.
Randal: "Babyface" Bambino? The gangster?
Blue-Collar Man: The same. The money was right, but the risk was too big. I knew who he was, and based on that, I passed the job on to a friend of mine.
Dante: Based on personal politics.
Blue-Collar Man: Right. And that week, the Foresci family put a hit on Babyface's house. My friend was shot and killed. He wasn't even finished shingling.
Randal: No way!
Blue-Collar Man: (paying for coffee) I'm alive because I knew there were risks involved taking on that particular client. My friend wasn't so lucky. (pauses to reflect) You know, any contractor willing to work on that Death Star knew the risks. If they were killed, it was their own fault. A roofer listens to this... (taps his heart) not his wallet.
Great, more slacktivism. Guy's a bastard, yeah, but there are much worse people in the world. This seems a misallocation of resources. Maybe even astroturfing for another horrible war we'll get involved in. Long story short, Uganda's one of those countries that will never get unfucked.
I mean, Christ, you're implying that they haven't been trying to get him for years now. The UN even sent US trained Guatemalan special forces in to try to kill him in '96 and all they got back were corpses. Do I even need to bring up our oh so successful dealings in Somalia?
So it's sad, yeah. It's bloody awful. But you know what? No one is doing anything because there's ultimately nothing we can do. Even with Kony six feet under, another copycat warlord will step up to take his place. The worst part is that people will stop giving a shit about this in a week.
Astroturfing? Sooo you ever done any work with Invisible Children?
Nope, but they don't seem entirely on the level. Seriously, there are better causes. Besides, no one will care about this next month. People are easily distracted. Just wait for some celebretard to flash her tits or an idiot republican to say something stupid and the next news cycle will relegate this thing to about the amount of attention we pay Haiti or Darfur right now.
Yeah, the movie is a real tear jerker but let's use facts and logic here instead of being ruled by our emotions, shall we? This shit happens all over the world but no one talks about fixing it in South America or Sudan or whatever other third world hell hole is going through this tragic travesty. Nope, just this one guy. It's a humanitarian circle jerk and no one will see any benefit from it beyond a few hipsters who get to feel smug about posting this video to their wall. Oh, and Invisible Children, Inc who will eat most of the donations.
What constitutes a 'better' cause is entirely up to the beholder.
One that can be systemically solved. Most African countries are so broken that if we kill whatever rebel leader is plaguing them, another will fill his shoes. That's the situation Kony is in. Why don't we kill the drug cartels? That's on our own doorstep and we can actually do it for MUCH less money and FAR less effort. We know where they live and we know their bank accounts. Cut off the money and shoot the bastards.
But no, we want to go on some wild goose chase of a lost cause in Uganda. Fucking slacktivists.
The issue of removing Kona is only one part of a very large number of campaigns that IC has launched, and includes scholarships, education training and financial training. Removing Kona is only one component of multiple goals the group wants to achieve. It's not even about Kona himself, so much as the children placed at risk in those regions. IC at least tries to assist in bettering their lives.
The issue of removing Kona is only one part of a very large number of campaigns that IC has launched, and includes scholarships, education training and financial training.
Because that will do a lot of good in Africa. What higher education exists in Uganda?
Removing Kona is only one component of multiple goals the group wants to achieve. It's not even about Kona himself, so much as the children placed at risk in those regions. IC at least tries to assist in bettering their lives.
An admirable goal, but look at the environment they're in. There are some places that just refuse to develop and, sadly, sub-Saharan Africa is one of those places.
My first rabbit, Bun Bun, was eaten by the family dog... I woke up to find bunny entrails strewn about the yard (talk about introducing a child to harsh realities early in life!). Bun Bun II died young after catching myxomatosis from the wild rabbit population. Both of them (or in the first one's case, just the intestines) were buried in the garden, and we kinda gave up on rabbits after that.
Yeah. I had a lot of bunnies. Seven I think? My first one was a tough old bird who lived to extreme old age and ran off to die somewhere quiet. The second one actually died before the first one when he was ripped to shreds by raccoons. After that, all of my bunnies seemed to have pretty gruesome ends: drowning, dogs, and most recently, flystrike. I didn't even know that flystrike was a thing until my rabbit got it and I wish that I still didn't know.
Today: 75 degrees Fahrenheit and sunny
Tomorrow: 35 degrees Fahrenheit and snow
What the fuck, Colorado?
That's usually the way it works. It would be much more interesting if the sun and snow were reversed. We get this type of thing a few times every winter though. Ever felt a -60 windchill? ye-eah! I only remember it being that cold once(well, it was 3 days straight, but one time) a few years ago...it's not like I walk to work in THAT every day.
Have an assignment to work on. Struggling to find enthusiasm.
(To type mostly, I've done a bit more research, have some leads on some other cultural theorists that I need to follow up later. Maybe I'll type some stuff tomorrow if I feel better... :X)
Have an assignment to work on. Struggling to find enthusiasm.
(To type mostly, I've done a bit more research, have some leads on some other cultural theorists that I need to follow up later. Maybe I'll type some stuff tomorrow if I feel better... :X)
I got a Carrot Soup (thank god thats on offer at the mo! I just love carrot soup! ) in the fridge I might have later. But I'll have to cook the family dinner soon.
Yeah, they leave the guy with the cold to cook a meal, real smart... >:/
Oh well. If they want the sniffles then thats their choice! XD
Actually slacktivism, would be sitting on the internet and berating and/or shaming people for doing something that they themselves don't really do.
Going out into the streets, telling people about the cause that you are personally invested in, writing to senators, letting your neighbors know about what you're invested in, holding protests or events is dictionary definition activism. Whether you like the cause or not, they're getting people's attention and that is activism.
Also, saying Uganda is totally fucked and we might as well not even try. We might as well not pull out our military out of iraq because they're bound to start shit up again, right?
*shrug* i get the feeling you're pulling strings for the sake of pulling strings with no real positive output, if any output at all.
By the way, I stopped following that game right after it was announced, has it been changed enough for me not to call it a TF2 clone?
Edit: After making Chocolate Chip cookies I realised something. My stepmother keeps a bag of chocolate chips around the house for just in case someone has the sudden urge to make cookies. This is awesome.
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My grandmother kept my grandfather's ashes until the day she died. She always at least pretended to intend to scatter them, but never actually got around to it. So in the end they went together. I guess it's hard to let go of the person with whom you shared an entire lifetime, even if to the rest of the world it's just some dust in a jar. Grief makes us do odd things.
My first rabbit, Bun Bun, was eaten by the family dog... I woke up to find bunny entrails strewn about the yard (talk about introducing a child to harsh realities early in life!). Bun Bun II died young after catching myxomatosis from the wild rabbit population. Both of them (or in the first one's case, just the intestines) were buried in the garden, and we kinda gave up on rabbits after that.
Description! Or better yet, photo.
Add me to the list of curious people. You can leave out an ingredient or two if you're worried about compromising trade secrets.
It's pretty simple comfort food but the egg adds that bit of luxury to it that makes you feel good even when you're sad.
happy food
You know, this makes me realize that I have no idea how my rabbit died, or what my dad did with her when she died. I wasn't terribly attached, though. A friend that lived across the street when I was little moved to Kansas, and they couldn't take Midnight with them, so we took her in for a short time, but she died pretty quickly.
That certainly does sound both delicious and happy.
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If you need a health motivation buddy, I'm trying to loose 8kg myself. Teetering between 77 and 78 is not goo for someone of my size, compounded withy family history of heart attacks, diabetes and stroke. My fathers entire family passed away either well before I was born or before I hit 5 years old from one or more of the preceding, so I need to lose some weight to lower those risk factors.
Dante: Yeah.
Randal: Now the first one they built was completed and fully operational before the Rebels destroyed it.
Dante: Luke blew it up. Give credit where it's due.
Randal:And the second one was still being built when they blew it up.
Dante: Compliments of Lando Calrissian.
Randal: Something just never sat right with me the second time they destroyed it. I could never put my finger on it-something just wasn't right.
Dante: And you figured it out?
Randal: Well, the thing is, the first Death Star was manned by the Imperial army-storm troopers, dignitaries- the only people onboard were Imperials.
Dante: Basically.
Randal: So when they blew it up, no prob. Evil is punished.
Dante: And the second time around...?
Randal: The second time around, it wasn't even finished yet. They were still under construction.
Dante: So?
Randal: A construction job of that magnitude would require a helluva lot more manpower than the Imperial army had to offer. I'll bet there were independent contractors working on that thing: plumbers, aluminum siders, roofers.
Dante: Not just Imperials, is what you're getting at.
Randal: Exactly. In order to get it built quickly and quietly they'd hire anybody who could do the job. Do you think the average storm trooper knows how to install a toilet main? All they know is killing and white uniforms.
Dante: All right, so even if independent contractors are working on the Death Star, why are you uneasy with its destruction?
Randal: All those innocent contractors hired to do a job were killed- casualties of a war they had nothing to do with. (notices Dante's confusion) All right, look-you're a roofer, and some juicy government contract comes your way; you got the wife and kids and the two-story in suburbia-this is a government contract, which means all sorts of benefits. All of a sudden these left-wing militants blast you with lasers and wipe out everyone within a three-mile radius. You didn't ask for that. You have no personal politics. You're just trying to scrape out a living.
(The Blue-Collar Man (Thomas Burke) joins them.)
Blue-Collar Man: Excuse me. I don't mean to interrupt, but what were you talking about?
Randal: The ending of Return of the Jedi.
Dante: My friend is trying to convince me that any contractors working on the uncompleted Death Star were innocent victims when the space station was destroyed by the rebels.
Blue-Collar Man: Well, I'm a contractor myself. I'm a roofer... (digs into pocket and produces business card) Dunn and Reddy Home Improvements. And speaking as a roofer, I can say that a roofer's personal politics come heavily into play when choosing jobs.
Randal: Like when?
Blue-Collar Man: Three months ago I was offered a job up in the hills. A beautiful house with tons of property. It was a simple reshingling job, but I was told that if it was finished within a day, my price would be doubled. Then I realized whose house it was.
Dante: Whose house was it?
Blue-Collar Man: Dominick Bambino's.
Randal: "Babyface" Bambino? The gangster?
Blue-Collar Man: The same. The money was right, but the risk was too big. I knew who he was, and based on that, I passed the job on to a friend of mine.
Dante: Based on personal politics.
Blue-Collar Man: Right. And that week, the Foresci family put a hit on Babyface's house. My friend was shot and killed. He wasn't even finished shingling.
Randal: No way!
Blue-Collar Man: (paying for coffee) I'm alive because I knew there were risks involved taking on that particular client. My friend wasn't so lucky. (pauses to reflect) You know, any contractor willing to work on that Death Star knew the risks. If they were killed, it was their own fault. A roofer listens to this... (taps his heart) not his wallet.
I used to work with Invisible Children.
And yes, the LRA is garbage.
I mean, Christ, you're implying that they haven't been trying to get him for years now. The UN even sent US trained Guatemalan special forces in to try to kill him in '96 and all they got back were corpses. Do I even need to bring up our oh so successful dealings in Somalia?
So it's sad, yeah. It's bloody awful. But you know what? No one is doing anything because there's ultimately nothing we can do. Even with Kony six feet under, another copycat warlord will step up to take his place. The worst part is that people will stop giving a shit about this in a week.
Nope, but they don't seem entirely on the level. Seriously, there are better causes. Besides, no one will care about this next month. People are easily distracted. Just wait for some celebretard to flash her tits or an idiot republican to say something stupid and the next news cycle will relegate this thing to about the amount of attention we pay Haiti or Darfur right now.
Yeah, the movie is a real tear jerker but let's use facts and logic here instead of being ruled by our emotions, shall we? This shit happens all over the world but no one talks about fixing it in South America or Sudan or whatever other third world hell hole is going through this tragic travesty. Nope, just this one guy. It's a humanitarian circle jerk and no one will see any benefit from it beyond a few hipsters who get to feel smug about posting this video to their wall. Oh, and Invisible Children, Inc who will eat most of the donations.
One that can be systemically solved. Most African countries are so broken that if we kill whatever rebel leader is plaguing them, another will fill his shoes. That's the situation Kony is in. Why don't we kill the drug cartels? That's on our own doorstep and we can actually do it for MUCH less money and FAR less effort. We know where they live and we know their bank accounts. Cut off the money and shoot the bastards.
But no, we want to go on some wild goose chase of a lost cause in Uganda. Fucking slacktivists.
An admirable goal, but look at the environment they're in. There are some places that just refuse to develop and, sadly, sub-Saharan Africa is one of those places.
The Western Conference or the Eastern Conference?
Why do I bother making sports jokes?
The one to end the Korean war? Relevance here?
Tomorrow: 35 degrees Fahrenheit and snow
What the fuck, Colorado?
And this is mine.
Yeah. I had a lot of bunnies. Seven I think? My first one was a tough old bird who lived to extreme old age and ran off to die somewhere quiet. The second one actually died before the first one when he was ripped to shreds by raccoons. After that, all of my bunnies seemed to have pretty gruesome ends: drowning, dogs, and most recently, flystrike. I didn't even know that flystrike was a thing until my rabbit got it and I wish that I still didn't know.
That's usually the way it works. It would be much more interesting if the sun and snow were reversed. We get this type of thing a few times every winter though. Ever felt a -60 windchill? ye-eah! I only remember it being that cold once(well, it was 3 days straight, but one time) a few years ago...it's not like I walk to work in THAT every day.
Have an assignment to work on. Struggling to find enthusiasm.
(To type mostly, I've done a bit more research, have some leads on some other cultural theorists that I need to follow up later. Maybe I'll type some stuff tomorrow if I feel better... :X)
Drink hot tea! Consume soup!
FEEL BETTER SOON.
Thaks sman.!
I got a Carrot Soup (thank god thats on offer at the mo! I just love carrot soup!
Yeah, they leave the guy with the cold to cook a meal, real smart... >:/
Oh well. If they want the sniffles then thats their choice! XD
Man that sucks even more.
I think we all need some Carrot Soup now. AAAAACHOO! :'X
SLEEP UNTlL BETTER
Hug, a soft kitty and some toast. Feel better, Dashing!
Actually slacktivism, would be sitting on the internet and berating and/or shaming people for doing something that they themselves don't really do.
Going out into the streets, telling people about the cause that you are personally invested in, writing to senators, letting your neighbors know about what you're invested in, holding protests or events is dictionary definition activism. Whether you like the cause or not, they're getting people's attention and that is activism.
Also, saying Uganda is totally fucked and we might as well not even try. We might as well not pull out our military out of iraq because they're bound to start shit up again, right?
*shrug* i get the feeling you're pulling strings for the sake of pulling strings with no real positive output, if any output at all.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H_EmYshGJdI
Coolsome's coming back soon... Yay!
Love, peace and respect.
... That's probably the friendliness mood you'll find me in; make the most of it, for I shall be back to my old grumpy self tomorrow!
By the way, I stopped following that game right after it was announced, has it been changed enough for me not to call it a TF2 clone?
Edit: After making Chocolate Chip cookies I realised something. My stepmother keeps a bag of chocolate chips around the house for just in case someone has the sudden urge to make cookies. This is awesome.