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I found a new way to annoy Gallen. I am going to send him app invites from random games as often as possible. The ones I found so far allow me to de-select all of you, but if you get one by mistake, just let me know and I won't send that one to him anymore.

I have about an hour to kill, then I am going to find BarcadiaFort Worth when it opens at 3:00 pm. I hear they have a lot of games set to free play on Tuesdays and I could use a beer or two.

On the other hand this meloxicam they gave me says be careful with alcohol so as not to bleed from ones stomach. So I hope the ankle doesn't start to hurt today.

NebulaJack wrote:

James.k.Polk wrote:

NebulaJack wrote:

James.k.Polk wrote:

rkwsuperstar wrote:

theIllustriousDrGonzo wrote:

rkwsuperstar wrote:I honestly don't really have any good Valentine's memories to share.  I was never very popular with the boys, and the random times I did have a boyfriend, it was usually not around V-Day. There was one bf who insisted we go out, regardless of the fact I didn't want to.  Two hours just to be seated at Chili's, when we got back to his apartment, he made me wait outside on the porch (in the freezing rain) while he went in to light candles.  I was not in a very romantical mood by the time he let me in//


On Sunday I went into an Albertsons store looking for the diet ginger ale I use to make my pink girly sodas.  They were selling plastic containers of rose petals for $9.99.

It was as remains the most ridiculous thing I can imagine. Some poor shlub trudging through the grocery store in a daze, trying to remember the romantic gestures done by the lead actors in romantic comedies... Girls like rose petals on the bed, right? Ten bucks-- what a bargain! She'll put up with my crap for another 365 days, for sure!

Just once, I want to see a movie scene that involves the end of these scenarios. You've made love to your woman in the most beautiful and sensual way, now she's tired and wants to go to sleep, but first you have to clean off the bed while she takes a "post coital shower" a.k.a. "washes off the rose petal and cleans your seed out of her nether regions". Once you're done with that task... or have picked up most of 'em and decide to say "fuck it" to the remaining 5 or six along with the other 8 you didn't spot in the folds of the sheets, you now have to extinguish and put away 3 dozen goddamn candles because the flickering light would make it harder to get to sleep, plus, fire hazard.

So congratulations Valentinian, you've now spent an extra 30 to 45 minutes of your night on a tedious clean up instead of having the bliss of a post coital slumber.

Isn't there a joke or a movie scene where the candle is tipped over by the vigorous activity and hot candle wax drips onto the back of whichever Valentinian happens to be on top at that moment?

There is surely such a moment, but that's one of those "screw ball, it could happen" things in movies that few people seem to actually experience. I want the boring and mundane "this is what happens to pretty much everyone" moment.

It happened in Family Guy, (SPOILER FOR OLD-ASS EPS OF FAMILY GUY) when Stewie thinks he's found his real father but it turns out to be him from the future on vacation in the past. He sneaks "BACK TO THE FUTURE" with himself and discovers he's a 30 year old virgin who works at...a place like Office Depot, I don't remember the name. He convinces his future self to hook up with a co-worker, and he lights candles, which then burns down his apartment (after the 30 seconds of sex and 40 minutes of crying).

NebulaJack wrote:

James.k.Polk wrote:

NebulaJack wrote:

James.k.Polk wrote:

rkwsuperstar wrote:

theIllustriousDrGonzo wrote:

rkwsuperstar wrote:I honestly don't really have any good Valentine's memories to share.  I was never very popular with the boys, and the random times I did have a boyfriend, it was usually not around V-Day. There was one bf who insisted we go out, regardless of the fact I didn't want to.  Two hours just to be seated at Chili's, when we got back to his apartment, he made me wait outside on the porch (in the freezing rain) while he went in to light candles.  I was not in a very romantical mood by the time he let me in//


On Sunday I went into an Albertsons store looking for the diet ginger ale I use to make my pink girly sodas.  They were selling plastic containers of rose petals for $9.99.

It was as remains the most ridiculous thing I can imagine. Some poor shlub trudging through the grocery store in a daze, trying to remember the romantic gestures done by the lead actors in romantic comedies... Girls like rose petals on the bed, right? Ten bucks-- what a bargain! She'll put up with my crap for another 365 days, for sure!

Just once, I want to see a movie scene that involves the end of these scenarios. You've made love to your woman in the most beautiful and sensual way, now she's tired and wants to go to sleep, but first you have to clean off the bed while she takes a "post coital shower" a.k.a. "washes off the rose petal and cleans your seed out of her nether regions". Once you're done with that task... or have picked up most of 'em and decide to say "fuck it" to the remaining 5 or six along with the other 8 you didn't spot in the folds of the sheets, you now have to extinguish and put away 3 dozen goddamn candles because the flickering light would make it harder to get to sleep, plus, fire hazard.

So congratulations Valentinian, you've now spent an extra 30 to 45 minutes of your night on a tedious clean up instead of having the bliss of a post coital slumber.

Isn't there a joke or a movie scene where the candle is tipped over by the vigorous activity and hot candle wax drips onto the back of whichever Valentinian happens to be on top at that moment?

There is surely such a moment, but that's one of those "screw ball, it could happen" things in movies that few people seem to actually experience. I want the boring and mundane "this is what happens to pretty much everyone" moment.

Just use these and the fire/wax problem is solved. Unless you were using the candles and wax for other things.

James.k.Polk wrote:

NebulaJack wrote:

James.k.Polk wrote:

rkwsuperstar wrote:

theIllustriousDrGonzo wrote:

rkwsuperstar wrote:I honestly don't really have any good Valentine's memories to share.  I was never very popular with the boys, and the random times I did have a boyfriend, it was usually not around V-Day. There was one bf who insisted we go out, regardless of the fact I didn't want to.  Two hours just to be seated at Chili's, when we got back to his apartment, he made me wait outside on the porch (in the freezing rain) while he went in to light candles.  I was not in a very romantical mood by the time he let me in//


On Sunday I went into an Albertsons store looking for the diet ginger ale I use to make my pink girly sodas.  They were selling plastic containers of rose petals for $9.99.

It was as remains the most ridiculous thing I can imagine. Some poor shlub trudging through the grocery store in a daze, trying to remember the romantic gestures done by the lead actors in romantic comedies... Girls like rose petals on the bed, right? Ten bucks-- what a bargain! She'll put up with my crap for another 365 days, for sure!

Just once, I want to see a movie scene that involves the end of these scenarios. You've made love to your woman in the most beautiful and sensual way, now she's tired and wants to go to sleep, but first you have to clean off the bed while she takes a "post coital shower" a.k.a. "washes off the rose petal and cleans your seed out of her nether regions". Once you're done with that task... or have picked up most of 'em and decide to say "fuck it" to the remaining 5 or six along with the other 8 you didn't spot in the folds of the sheets, you now have to extinguish and put away 3 dozen goddamn candles because the flickering light would make it harder to get to sleep, plus, fire hazard.

So congratulations Valentinian, you've now spent an extra 30 to 45 minutes of your night on a tedious clean up instead of having the bliss of a post coital slumber.

Isn't there a joke or a movie scene where the candle is tipped over by the vigorous activity and hot candle wax drips onto the back of whichever Valentinian happens to be on top at that moment?

There is surely such a moment, but that's one of those "screw ball, it could happen" things in movies that few people seem to actually experience. I want the boring and mundane "this is what happens to pretty much everyone" moment.

NebulaJack wrote:I had a moment've awesomeness at a barcade called Level Up tonight.

So after seeing Deadpool with my roommate and some friends for his birthday (great love story by the way), we went to get drunk and play some games. One of the games me 'n' Nate tried was Super Contra for the NES and it's bloody brutal. The Konami code doesn't even work on it.

After awhile, we moved over to another system and started playing Golden Eye, because Marian (My room mate Eric's sister) hadn't played it before that she could recall. The Super Contra game was still running so two hotties sat down and started playing. One of em asked if any of us knew the extra lives code. I stepped up and tried again. No dice. So I went to take a piss and then I aksed the bartender if they had classic Contra. They did, that is to say that they do. So he swapped it out, and I put the code in and got it right on the first try!

The hotties were most pleased.

I'm quoting myself just incase this one got lost in the shuffle, because it's too damned rare that I get to do something cool and impressive in front of hot gals. Also, anyone else got "impressive moment" stories to share.

NebulaJack wrote:

James.k.Polk wrote:

rkwsuperstar wrote:

theIllustriousDrGonzo wrote:

rkwsuperstar wrote:I honestly don't really have any good Valentine's memories to share.  I was never very popular with the boys, and the random times I did have a boyfriend, it was usually not around V-Day. There was one bf who insisted we go out, regardless of the fact I didn't want to.  Two hours just to be seated at Chili's, when we got back to his apartment, he made me wait outside on the porch (in the freezing rain) while he went in to light candles.  I was not in a very romantical mood by the time he let me in//


On Sunday I went into an Albertsons store looking for the diet ginger ale I use to make my pink girly sodas.  They were selling plastic containers of rose petals for $9.99.

It was as remains the most ridiculous thing I can imagine. Some poor shlub trudging through the grocery store in a daze, trying to remember the romantic gestures done by the lead actors in romantic comedies... Girls like rose petals on the bed, right? Ten bucks-- what a bargain! She'll put up with my crap for another 365 days, for sure!

Just once, I want to see a movie scene that involves the end of these scenarios. You've made love to your woman in the most beautiful and sensual way, now she's tired and wants to go to sleep, but first you have to clean off the bed while she takes a "post coital shower" a.k.a. "washes off the rose petal and cleans your seed out of her nether regions". Once you're done with that task... or have picked up most of 'em and decide to say "fuck it" to the remaining 5 or six along with the other 8 you didn't spot in the folds of the sheets, you now have to extinguish and put away 3 dozen goddamn candles because the flickering light would make it harder to get to sleep, plus, fire hazard.

So congratulations Valentinian, you've now spent an extra 30 to 45 minutes of your night on a tedious clean up instead of having the bliss of a post coital slumber.

Isn't there a joke or a movie scene where the candle is tipped over by the vigorous activity and hot candle wax drips onto the back of whichever Valentinian happens to be on top at that moment?

James.k.Polk wrote:

NebulaJack wrote:I decided earlier this year to start doing a podcast, and a serialized audiobook. I just started talking to someone on facebook that I met at a gallery opening last year about commissioning a theme song for 350. It would be a good way to make sure that I don't back on myself. Once that money's spent, I gotta get something in return for it.

So, with this in mind, anyone who wants to get some voice acting credits for a post cast or audiobook, let me know.

What's the book about?

The book will be called Time Fuckers Incorporated, and it's about people using time travel for trivial bullshit and goofy pranks. For example, the first podcast episode/first chapter will be about going back in time to the first televised debate between Kennedy and Nixon and pantsing them on live TV.

James.k.Polk wrote:What is the deal with all these commercials featuring talking owls?

There's a local eyeglasses place AND a Texas online University doing similar bits. I wonder if some ad agency spent a lot of money animating an owl and just decided to pitch the idea to all of their clients.

Owls have always been though to look wise, so any sort of product that or service that involves intelligence gets an owl tacked on. They're also cute and cuddly looking (note the word looking, they are not necessarily cuddly), and make for great animal sidekicks. One example is YoYo from books of Magic, which barely anyone remembers because Harry Potter and The Cash Cow that keeps giving Milk rendered it redundant. I think Hedwig and the other owls really imprinted a generation of kids to like the birds, so anything with them in a logo these days gets an extra boost.

James.k.Polk wrote:

rkwsuperstar wrote:

theIllustriousDrGonzo wrote:

rkwsuperstar wrote:I honestly don't really have any good Valentine's memories to share.  I was never very popular with the boys, and the random times I did have a boyfriend, it was usually not around V-Day. There was one bf who insisted we go out, regardless of the fact I didn't want to.  Two hours just to be seated at Chili's, when we got back to his apartment, he made me wait outside on the porch (in the freezing rain) while he went in to light candles.  I was not in a very romantical mood by the time he let me in//


On Sunday I went into an Albertsons store looking for the diet ginger ale I use to make my pink girly sodas.  They were selling plastic containers of rose petals for $9.99.

It was as remains the most ridiculous thing I can imagine. Some poor shlub trudging through the grocery store in a daze, trying to remember the romantic gestures done by the lead actors in romantic comedies... Girls like rose petals on the bed, right? Ten bucks-- what a bargain! She'll put up with my crap for another 365 days, for sure!

Just once, I want to see a movie scene that involves the end of these scenarios. You've made love to your woman in the most beautiful and sensual way, now she's tired and wants to go to sleep, but first you have to clean off the bed while she takes a "post coital shower" a.k.a. "washes off the rose petal and cleans your seed out of her nether regions". Once you're done with that task... or have picked up most of 'em and decide to say "fuck it" to the remaining 5 or six along with the other 8 you didn't spot in the folds of the sheets, you now have to extinguish and put away 3 dozen goddamn candles because the flickering light would make it harder to get to sleep, plus, fire hazard.

So congratulations Valentinian, you've now spent an extra 30 to 45 minutes of your night on a tedious clean up instead of having the bliss of a post coital slumber.

Patch wrote:

theIllustriousDrGonzo wrote:

I've been doing drawing exercises and they're helping. Maybe try giving that a shot?

I just looked up a few. Interesting stuff. I think I'll try the non dominate hand one. At least I'll have an excuse for how sloppy it will turn out. Which one's do you suggest?

I can barely hold a pencil in right hand. I just attempted to draw a square. It had one straight side and then was round.

theIllustriousDrGonzo wrote:

I've been doing drawing exercises and they're helping. Maybe try giving that a shot?

I just looked up a few. Interesting stuff. I think I'll try the non dominate hand one. At least I'll have an excuse for how sloppy it will turn out. Which one's do you suggest?

James.k.Polk wrote:

rkwsuperstar wrote:

theIllustriousDrGonzo wrote:

rkwsuperstar wrote:I honestly don't really have any good Valentine's memories to share.  I was never very popular with the boys, and the random times I did have a boyfriend, it was usually not around V-Day. There was one bf who insisted we go out, regardless of the fact I didn't want to.  Two hours just to be seated at Chili's, when we got back to his apartment, he made me wait outside on the porch (in the freezing rain) while he went in to light candles.  I was not in a very romantical mood by the time he let me in//


On Sunday I went into an Albertsons store looking for the diet ginger ale I use to make my pink girly sodas.  They were selling plastic containers of rose petals for $9.99.

It was as remains the most ridiculous thing I can imagine. Some poor shlub trudging through the grocery store in a daze, trying to remember the romantic gestures done by the lead actors in romantic comedies... Girls like rose petals on the bed, right? Ten bucks-- what a bargain! She'll put up with my crap for another 365 days, for sure!

My friend Sofia had vanilla vodka and pineapple juice at one of many stops on Saturday. It was really good, I recommend it.

Patch wrote:

theIllustriousDrGonzo wrote:

James.k.Polk wrote:

I'm lying. I also draw boobs. Lots of boobs.

My drawing is trash these days as well..It depresses me.

Well my art has never been spectacular, but I used to enjoy it. Yesterday just pissed me off. I'll stick with it, and for Polk, I'll include boobs. lol.

I've been doing drawing exercises and they're helping. Maybe try giving that a shot?

theIllustriousDrGonzo wrote:

James.k.Polk wrote:

I'm lying. I also draw boobs. Lots of boobs.

My drawing is trash these days as well..It depresses me.

Well my art has never been spectacular, but I used to enjoy it. Yesterday just pissed me off. I'll stick with it, and for Polk, I'll include boobs. lol.

James.k.Polk wrote:

Patch wrote:Morning all.

I haven't spent any time drawing since moving here. So yesterday I break out the pad and experiment with some different styles. The amount of suck that came out of that pencil was incredible. The "use or lose it" saying was very evident. If I got one thing right, ten others were wrong.
I'm going to keep at it, a little everyday, to see if I can get anything on paper that doesn't make me want to light it on fire.

Thus is why I only draw aliens and mothmen and the like.  They can look however I want them to look.

I'm lying. I also draw boobs. Lots of boobs.

My drawing is trash these days as well..It depresses me.

[quote="rkwsuperstar"][quote="theIllustriousDrGonzo"][quote="rkwsuperstar"]I honestly don't really have any good Valentine's memories to share.  I was never very popular with the boys, and the random times I did have a boyfriend, it was usually not around V-Day. There was one bf who insisted we go out, regardless of the fact I didn't want to.  Two hours just to be seated at Chili's, when we got back to his apartment, he made me wait outside on the porch (in the freezing rain) while he went in to light candles.  I was not in a very romantical mood by the time he let me in//


On Sunday I went into an Albertsons store looking for the diet ginger ale I use to make my pink girly sodas. They were selling plastic containers of rose petals for $9.99.

It was as remains the most ridiculous thing I can imagine. Some poor shlub trudging through the grocery store in a daze, trying to remember the romantic gestures done by the lead actors in romantic comedies... Girls like rose petals on the bed, right? Ten bucks-- what a bargain! She'll put up with my crap for another 365 days, for sure!

Patch wrote:Morning all.

I haven't spent any time drawing since moving here. So yesterday I break out the pad and experiment with some different styles. The amount of suck that came out of that pencil was incredible. The "use or lose it" saying was very evident. If I got one thing right, ten others were wrong.
I'm going to keep at it, a little everyday, to see if I can get anything on paper that doesn't make me want to light it on fire.

Thus is why I only draw aliens and mothmen and the like. They can look however I want them to look.

I'm lying. I also draw boobs. Lots of boobs.

Morning all.

I haven't spent any time drawing since moving here. So yesterday I break out the pad and experiment with some different styles. The amount of suck that came out of that pencil was incredible. The "use or lose it" saying was very evident. If I got one thing right, ten others were wrong.
I'm going to keep at it, a little everyday, to see if I can get anything on paper that doesn't make me want to light it on fire.

rkwsuperstar wrote:

James.k.Polk wrote:What is the deal with all these commercials featuring talking owls?

There's a local eyeglasses place AND a Texas online University doing similar bits. I wonder if some ad agency spent a lot of money animating an owl and just decided to pitch the idea to all of their clients.

There's that thing about owls being wise.  And owls have become very popular in the last few years.  Those are my guesses.

Illuminati symbolism as well, if you're into that kind of thing.

rkwsuperstar wrote:

Patch wrote:

theIllustriousDrGonzo wrote:

Also, imagine patch having sweaty old people sex in his hotel room right now. VALENTINES DAY IS RUINED.

You know you think about me having old people sex more often than not, perv.

He's just jealous he doesn't get to have old people sex.

It's true..It's true...

James.k.Polk wrote:What is the deal with all these commercials featuring talking owls?

There's a local eyeglasses place AND a Texas online University doing similar bits. I wonder if some ad agency spent a lot of money animating an owl and just decided to pitch the idea to all of their clients.

There's that thing about owls being wise. And owls have become very popular in the last few years. Those are my guesses.

Patch wrote:

theIllustriousDrGonzo wrote:

Also, imagine patch having sweaty old people sex in his hotel room right now. VALENTINES DAY IS RUINED.

You know you think about me having old people sex more often than not, perv.

He's just jealous he doesn't get to have old people sex.

theIllustriousDrGonzo wrote:

rkwsuperstar wrote:I honestly don't really have any good Valentine's memories to share.  I was never very popular with the boys, and the random times I did have a boyfriend, it was usually not around V-Day. There was one bf who insisted we go out, regardless of the fact I didn't want to.  Two hours just to be seated at Chili's, when we got back to his apartment, he made me wait outside on the porch (in the freezing rain) while he went in to light candles.  I was not in a very romantical mood by the time he let me in to give me a stupid stuffed bear holding a heart and a heart-shaped box of candy that I didn't eat.

But I do look forward to the 1/2 price peanut butter cups tomorrow  

Cold blooded....Cold blooded..As clumsy as it may have been, at least he did SOMETHING..

RKW is a terrible person.

TURRIBLE.

Yes, he did something. Made me stand out in the rain.

I never said I wasn't terrible. You get no argument here.

I'm trying to help you guys out. If you ever do something similar...maybe let her wait in the car until you are done. Or maybe cover her eyes and take her to your bathroom until you get all your candles lit. Don't get to the porch, open the door, then turn to her and tell her to wait on there. In 30-something degree weather in the rain.

What is the deal with all these commercials featuring talking owls?

There's a local eyeglasses place AND a Texas online University doing similar bits. I wonder if some ad agency spent a lot of money animating an owl and just decided to pitch the idea to all of their clients.

NebulaJack wrote:I decided earlier this year to start doing a podcast, and a serialized audiobook. I just started talking to someone on facebook that I met at a gallery opening last year about commissioning a theme song for 350. It would be a good way to make sure that I don't back on myself. Once that money's spent, I gotta get something in return for it.

So, with this in mind, anyone who wants to get some voice acting credits for a post cast or audiobook, let me know.

What's the book about?