Friday Ephemera
“Why is your mouth making that noise?” || 83 metres. || Today’s word is meaty. || The thrill of teapot-making. || Meanwhile, in fairness and inclusivity news. || The fine dining experience. || “The longest fart ever is over two and a half minutes long.” || You’re embarrassing him, you see. || Two-bed flat, Islington: “The underground bunker is very spacious.” (h/t, Things) || Rinse and repeat. || The thrill of tunnels. || How to hypnotise a crab. || And what do you do with your surplus pieces of wood? || Scenes from progressive utopia. || Progressive law enforcement. || A coincidence, I’m sure. || Customer feedback. (h/t, STG) || The wife will love it. || And finally, while it’s hard to be sure, I think fun is being had.
It’s Friday already??? Oh Lord. [ Jumps behind bar, grabs bottle of Spectator gin. ]
83 metres – there is no glory in dying on that climb.
83 metres
A little bit of wee came out while I watched that.
Meanwhile, in fairness and inclusivity news.
I’m not surprised that the People’s Republic of Victoria engages in such behaviour, but I am surprised a street sweeper gets £34k a year. Worth claiming to be non-binary for that, if you fancy a low-stress job which gets you outdoors. Should be easy too, as the Glorious Leader of the PRV likes to keep the population locked up, decreasing their opportunities to litter.
Rinse and repeat
“Soon the singer strode into view, smeared from head to toe with…” … it’s only three happence a tin.
Meanwhile, in fairness and inclusivity news.
So, a female with a broom? Did they really think that one through?
The wife will love it.
The wife says no. *sad face*
“Progressive law enforcement.”
‘San Francisco will pay people $300 a month not to shoot anyone, under a controversial new scheme designed to reduce a surge in gun violence that has been described as a “gimmick.”…’
Got to admit, ‘gimmick’ wasn’t the first description that sprang to mind..
Morning, all.
It’s Friday already??? Oh Lord.
I know the feeling. A week or so ago, my calendar reminded me to order grit for the winter.
A little bit of wee came out while I watched that.
I think the idea is to grip the rockface with your buttocks.
Got to admit, ‘gimmick’ wasn’t the first description that sprang to mind.
The results of such experiments have been noted here before:
More than once.
One such project was described as “ending disastrously.”
https://youtu.be/w0HuAxwNQXs
From just below “the wife will love it”. A reminder that university used to be a pretty fun place.
Know when to stop.
Know when to stop.
Hard pass.
Hard pass.
The first film was entertaining and for the time visually remarkable, but each subsequent iteration was less engaging than the one before, and the downward curve was quite steep. By the third outing, the set pieces couldn’t compensate for the creaking pretension and the failure to generate a story worth telling. A fourth offering just has DOOMED TO BE SHIT written all over it.
If you are looking to give your inner nerd a treat this weekend, you could do a lot worse than watching this. Very detailed.
83 metres
Am I the only one who thought, “Wow! What an utterly selfish prick?”
Hard pass
The Matrix sequels were the first time I realised that films might be absolutely brilliant despite the director(s) having no fucking clue why, or what they (or possibly just everyone else) were doing right.
Prometheus cemented that realisation.
Am I the only one who thought, “Wow! What an utterly selfish prick?”
I’m not familiar with rock-climbing etiquette.
I know, you’re shocked.
Prometheus cemented that realisation.
I’ve seen plenty of films that were bad, but Prometheus is one of the few films that I found not only bad but actually annoying.
I’ve been alive 700 months. If I move to San Francisco, will they give me $210,000?
I’m not familiar with rock-climbing…
A useful skill for climbing over the new alleyway walls. BTW, the burned coats are good for getting over the broken glass at the top.
Always respect the media:
https://twitter.com/RealSaavedra/status/1436252262725128192
DOOMED TO BE SHIT
Band name.
Bunker: 982 years remaining lease
Aw crap, I was looking for a London apartment c/w bunker that has a 1000 year lease. Oh well, I’ll keep looking…
Got to admit, ‘gimmick’ wasn’t the first description that sprang to mind.
Bears more than a tiny resemblance to those schemes where people are paid (by the government, even) to be “violence reduction” or “community outreach” workers. Every now and then one of them gets in the news when he is arrested for murder or is killed in a shootout, and we learn that he had a lengthy criminal history.
Always respect the media:
Would it be sinful to wish these liberals to be victims of the vicious criminals that they protect?
You’re embarrassing him, you see.
On a related note, Rembrandt gets shown in a new light by curators at the National Gallery of Canada.
Well, I say “light” … more a kind of a soupy California brown-out or filthy naked-bulb-in-a-basement-of-the-kind-favoured-by-kidnappers kind of illumination.
I’ve seen plenty of films that were bad, but Prometheus is one of the few films that I found not only bad but actually annoying.
“But the script, on which everything else in a film has to hang, is one of the cheapest parts to get right.”
Indeed. Which has repeatedly led me to ponder two mysteries: First, why so many films have bad scripts. Second, why producers steal stories when it costs virtually peanuts to pay the writer.
Speaking of entertainment that underwhelmed, Rick and Morty. I’ve seen five seasons of it now and in total have laughed out loud maybe half a dozen times. Which doesn’t strike me as a great batting average.
The longest fart ever is that white privilege TikTok.
The longest fart ever is that white privilege TikTok.
No, that would be university Black Studies and Women’s Studies departments.
my calendar reminded me to order grit for the winter.
True?
*shows self out*
my calendar reminded me to order grit for the winter.
Another example of the British-American language divide. Would grit be sand, or do you limeys use something else such as cat litter or dehydrated ground-up bangers?
or do you limeys use something else such as cat litter or dehydrated ground-up bangers?
It’s a sort of coarse brown rock salt with, er, gritty bits. For traction. Also quite good at buggering up stair carpets and wood flooring when people tread it indoors.
“my calendar reminded me to order grit for the winter.”
Good choice, but it is plural, unless you mean the newspaper.
It’s a sort of coarse brown rock salt with, er, gritty bits.
Pre-mixed? Luxury!
Farnsworth: I remember seeing those ads when I was very young.
Prometheus is one of the few films that I found not only bad but actually annoying
Yes, Prometheus actually managed to travel backwards in time and reduce the quality of the original Alien film. Turning it from a work of pure genius into a remarkably good film considering it was directed by a slap-headed fuckwit.
I remember seeing those ads when I was very young.
Alongside ads for x-ray specs and what I believe were called joy buzzers.
dehydrated ground-up bangers
My old car is already pretty dry, thank you very much. What do you Yanks do, piss on the seats?
Joy Buzzers
Porn name!
Rinse and repeat
Farther down in that thread you will see a photo of what appears to be a child performing cunnilingus upon a cow. A public health inspector told me horror stories of efforts to get immigrants to follow even the most basic of health rules, such as refrigeration and hand-washing and keeping feces away from food. #AllCulturesAreEqual
Prometheus has been on cable several times but I never got very far. I must say an early scene is one of the most insane I have ever seen. They gather the crew, awake from hibernation, and give a long exposition on where they are and their mission. The crew seems baffled and has very basic questions indicating that they had no idea what their mission was. You signed up for a deep space mission without asking what you were going to do? ahahahahh but not really funny.
You signed up for a deep space mission without asking what you were going to do?
I don’t think they did. I suspect they were lured out of the lunatic asylum with the promise of a fishing trip.
“Meanwhile, in fairness and inclusivity news.”
They keep saying shit like that. And every time they do, I feel a little less supported, dignified and respected. Just what in the everlovin’ hell is going on in Australia, anyway? They seem to have totally lost their minds.
“A week or so ago, my calendar reminded me to order grit for the winter.”
Because of the total damnpanic (it’s the universal excuse for everything now), I’ve been printing my own calendar every month this year. I haven’t forgotten to do September yet. It’s August 42nd, and shut up.
“I realised that films might be absolutely brilliant despite the director(s) having no fucking clue why, or what they (or possibly just everyone else) were doing right.”
That seems to be true of a lot of things, once you’re aware of it.
The trouble as I saw it with The Matrix was that they didn’t know how to end it. Or, maybe more accurately, didn’t want to. The first time I noticed that kind of thing was in The X-Files: it’s a great premise until it gradually dawns on you that you’ll never discover what’s really going on because then there’s no show.
At least there you can turn it into a sort of “monster of the week” thing with The Search for The Truth as a background, but with The Matrix, once you’ve had the big reveal… then what? There’s only one enemy. If the humans beat the machines and free themselves, you’ve got a great ending, but it is an ending. You could have sequels about the threat of the machines coming back, but they wouldn’t be The Matrix. So you’re stuck with making basically the same movie over and over again.
“If you are looking to give your inner nerd a treat this weekend”
20 years since Jackson’s LOTR? Cripes. It’s almost as old now as Bakshi’s was at the time. And I still haven’t got around to seeing it.
TBF to the Africans bathing in piss, it’s probably the only sanitizing solution for 1000 miles, and orders cleaner than the river water they drink.
If the humans beat the machines and free themselves, you’ve got a great ending
Counterpoint.
Counterpoint.
How does one “genocide” a robot?
I think you mean trans-humans Farnsworth. Read a book.
each subsequent iteration was less engaging than the one before
I am fond of the fan theory that the machines are actually bound by a form of Asimov’s Three Laws and the humans aren’t aware of this. It actually explains rather a lot.
not only bad but actually annoying
My Super Ex-Girlfriend. The premise is that a handsome young fellow breaks up with his girlfriend, who turns out to be a Captain Ersatz of Supergirl. The ex then proceeds to repeatedly use her superpowers to try and murder the fellow and his new girlfriend.
It’s presented as a comedy.
First, why so many films have bad scripts. Second, why producers steal stories
Development hell for the first (remember, the first Spider-Man movie was in development for 13 years). For any project likely to be a moneymaker there will be a lot of fingers in that pie and screenplays written by committee are rarely any good. For the second, ego. Producers are used to being able to do what they want to the legions of people with screenplays desperate to get noticed, so that spills over into maltreating people less enthused by Hollywood and with deeper pockets to pay lawyers.
Rick and Morty. I’ve seen five seasons of it now and in total have laughed out loud maybe half a dozen times
Really? I found the first two seasons anyway to be routinely gut-busting. It may be that I’m more familiar with the things they’re lampooning; like early Futurama there’s a lot of SF manatee jokes.
Alongside ads for x-ray specs and what I believe were called joy buzzers.
I have some very old comics with ads for a selling-shoes-from-home business. They give you a large wooden case full of shoes to attractively display your wares.
Also apparently the $18.95 mail-order monkey was actually real.
Overly elaborate, niche railway luggage of note:
https://twitter.com/Andy_Wheatley/status/1436048696970514435