I know what *I'd* expect from a show called Warrior Nun.
i'd say that it's valid, limey. alba baptista is a fair piece of eye candy, if i may say.
even so, once you have expectations set for narrative consistency, to see those standards exploded is somewhat a letdown.
EDIT: i, however, am not and never have been such a letdown.
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Tonight after dinner I went to a trendy bookstore/bar in my neighborhood for the birthday drinks thing of an acquaintance from uni. There were a bunch of old university friends there. As I was waiting in line at the bar, a good looking white-bearded older gentleman walked past me and we smiled and said hi and it took me a minute to realize we'd very briefly dated almost 30 years ago.
Why are the people who used to be my age getting so much older?
It must be because of Quantum or the Uncertainty Paradox or something.
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Kitchen stress. Two separate Friendsgivings today, first the annual one that our church does (imagine a sort of Thanksgiving seder,
it's annoying as hell, but I like it there the other 364 days of the year, so I bring a roaster pan of stuffing for the buffet and keep my mouth shut), and then one for our gaming group at the DM's house, we're starting with the meal and then we'll game, and I'm bringing a Marlborough Pie (sherry custard apple), mashed potatoes and Hermione's cranberries.
And I have to leave the house with everything ready in an hour and 45 minutes.
Pie is already in the oven, though.
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Living with Impus Minor is always a joy.
NobodysHome: Did you know that you won't have a car this afternoon?
Impus Minor: No. Why?
NH: We're at Shiro's, and Impus Major has a concert at DVC. You can go with him if you like.
IM: So I'll be all alone?
NH: Yes, why?
IM:
Had I been drinking something I'd've done a spit take.
Plus this is the kid who chose to spend the 5 days of our road trip up to Seattle living at home alone instead, because a road trip didn't sound all that fun to him. A decision he now regrets.
On the other hand, if GothBard doesn't get a job by February or so, the only thing we're going to be able to afford to do over the summer is another road trip up the coast... this time with camping to avoid hotel charges.
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Icicle Blues, Princess Of The Hoarbound Vale. Older, less enthusiastic and more cynical sister of the prince Shinewhite Snowflake.
I know what *I'd* expect from a show called Warrior Nun.
I honestly thought it was Warrior Nun Areala
I know what *I'd* expect from a show called Warrior Nun.I honestly thought it was Warrior Nun Areala
based upon, theoretically. but i never read the comic.
based upon, theoretically. but i never read the comic.I know what *I'd* expect from a show called Warrior Nun.I honestly thought it was Warrior Nun Areala
Ben Dunn would NEVER miss an opportunity to slap his name on it if it were.
It's easy to have the courage of a lion. They're huge, have big claws and teeth, and no natural predators.
Instead, have the courage of a guinea pig. It's a two-pound fuzzy potato, with no offensive or defensive capacity, that will scream at an ape 100 times its size if the lettuce is too wilty.
I would rather have the courage of the Grasshopper mouse.
Truly brave.
Ben Dunn would NEVER miss an opportunity to slap his name on it if it were.based upon, theoretically. but i never read the comic.I know what *I'd* expect from a show called Warrior Nun.I honestly thought it was Warrior Nun Areala
he *is* listed in the credits.
he *is* listed in the credits.Ben Dunn would NEVER miss an opportunity to slap his name on it if it were.based upon, theoretically. but i never read the comic.I know what *I'd* expect from a show called Warrior Nun.I honestly thought it was Warrior Nun Areala
Oh WOW
Holy shit!!!!
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I've complained a lot about modern education, with teachers taking advantage of online learning to make assignments due on weekends or even holidays. (Or even give exams on holidays.)
My other HUGE issue is the sheer level of busywork in the homework problems. Homework problems are supposed to teach you concepts, not test your patience in pagelong algebraic quagmires.
"Find and identify the critical points of f(x) = x^3 - 6x^2 + 9x - 4."
That problem took me about 30 seconds to write. If you're familiar with a little bit of calculus and basic factoring,
f'(x) = 3x^2 - 12x + 9 = 3(x^2 - 4x + 3) = 3(x-1)(x-3)
The critical values are x = 1 and x = 3, and the critical points are (1, 0) and (3, -4).
Everything's a perfectly reasonable number.
What happens on Impus Minor's homework?
"Find and identify the critical points of f(x) = 25x^3 - 47 x^2 + 22x - 81."
The person intentionally chose larger numbers and didn't give one whit about solvability, so the critical values are
x = (94 ± ∫2236)/150
And THEN you have to plug them into the original equation. (I obviously misremembered something, because the actual square root was over 10,000.)
So, what's the point of massive values resulting in pages of algebra having nothing whatsoever to do with the concept in question?
It's cruel busywork, and I hate it.
Yes, math is indeed cruel busywork.
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Isn't Cruel Busywork a Disney villain?
Isn't Cruel Busywork a Disney villain?
Why yes, that is Chapek's nickname...
This is the time of year where it's not as easy to go in in the morning.
So how is it, this is the time of year where I'm ready to go in earlier than usual.
I suppose it's all part of the "Peel of the band-aid as quickly as possible to get it over with" mentality.
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I just came up with a rather horrible analogy for the hiring process so that Impus Minor could understand where GothBard stood in her latest interview:
Imagine you're a teenager and one of your friends pings you and asks, "Hey, wanna hang out?"
You have one group of friends where your immediate reaction is, "Cool! Yeah! Let me drop what I'm doing and join you!"
You have another group of friends where your reaction is, "Well, let me make sure I don't have anything better to do," and if you don't, you go out with them.
And then there are people you don't want to hang out with, period.
So, in job searches, it's:
(1) Get a response within 24 hours: You really screwed up and they want nothing more to do with you. It's going to be a, "No."
(2) Get a response within 48-72 hours: You're the friend they want to drop everything and hang out with. You're golden.
(3) Get a response after 72 hours: You're the "other" friend, and your only hope is that they don't find anything better to do; i.e., find a candidate they like more.
So the worst is waiting after those 72 hours have passed. You know you're still in the running, but you also know you're not their first choice.
Agonizing.
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I usually get the job before I fill out an application.
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Help, help, water is falling from the sky! I have never experienced this before, as usually, we just have clear blue skies and bright sunshine! What's going on?! Have we been bad?
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I just worked 22 hours in 2 days with no breaks, but now I'm off until Monday.
My school is experimenting with a "year-round" program, but all it means is that we're offering in-house childcare during vacation weeks.
It's poorly-staffed to begin with, and the support staff in charge have a habit of getting "sick" at the last minute, so I ended up doing this on what were supposed to be vacation days.
And the boss who came up with this scheme is retiring at the end of the year, no idea what our new director will be like or what she will prioritize.
(I'm assuming it will be a woman. There are very few men in Montessori.)
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I just worked 22 hours in 2 days with no breaks, but now I'm off until Monday.
My school is experimenting with a "year-round" program, but all it means is that we're offering in-house childcare during vacation weeks.
It's poorly-staffed to begin with, and the support staff in charge have a habit of getting "sick" at the last minute, so I ended up doing this on what were supposed to be vacation days.
And the boss who came up with this scheme is retiring at the end of the year, no idea what our new director will be like or what she will prioritize.
(I'm assuming it will be a woman. There are very few men in Montessori.)
If there is anyone who deserves a week at the abscondi-cave, it is you.
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If there is anyone who deserves a week at the abscondi-cave, it is you.I just worked 22 hours in 2 days with no breaks, but now I'm off until Monday.
My school is experimenting with a "year-round" program, but all it means is that we're offering in-house childcare during vacation weeks.
It's poorly-staffed to begin with, and the support staff in charge have a habit of getting "sick" at the last minute, so I ended up doing this on what were supposed to be vacation days.
And the boss who came up with this scheme is retiring at the end of the year, no idea what our new director will be like or what she will prioritize.
(I'm assuming it will be a woman. There are very few men in Montessori.)
Well, it's a Red Cross day, so I'm going to be in a chair with needles in both arms watching Netflix for a couple of hours, and then do a little holiday shopping. Mostly stocking filler. Them I'm treating the family to both flu shots and bivalent covid boosters tonight, then making fish tacos and doing the prep cooking for tomorrow.
I've been on a support call with VMWare for the last hour and a half. The claim is we're almost there...after 5 days and three support calls the tech is finally figuring out what my coworker already identified for them.
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I just worked 22 hours in 2 days with no breaks, but now I'm off until Monday.
My school is experimenting with a "year-round" program, but all it means is that we're offering in-house childcare during vacation weeks.
It's poorly-staffed to begin with, and the support staff in charge have a habit of getting "sick" at the last minute, so I ended up doing this on what were supposed to be vacation days.
And the boss who came up with this scheme is retiring at the end of the year, no idea what our new director will be like or what she will prioritize.
(I'm assuming it will be a woman. There are very few men in Montessori.)
*hugs*
Those kinds of hours suck, I know.
My ex-wife used to work at what was once a Montessori school, many years ago.
Nananananan-I am not looking at you-nanananananNANNA!
Dammit, AC: Valhalla is within price range of exactly what I have left on PayPal... So is Far Cry 6. but only the basic game. Gold Edition is above my capacity right now.
I have just finished Dead Island. I got Dying Light very cheaply, not long ago, after some checking discovered that the former is spiritual predecessor to the later (and both are Poland-made games), and, because I discovered that I actually own the former on Steam, I decided that I should play it before I install Dying Light.
Ah. Well. One of the reviewers noted that there is a very good game somewhere under all of this...
Seriously, it is a bundle of many issues and tediousness, but there was some fun as well.
The big issue is that early on, the game focuses on melee but doesn't do melee very well. First person perspective games often have issues with perspective and weapon reach, and this one is no different. At least in some of the review videos I have watched, players seemed to have greater reach with long weapons and were capable of hitting zombies from greater distance than me, though. A collision or perspective issue based on some technical detail that only affects some players? others complained on reach being very unreliable while others claimed there is no issue with reach.
There is also an issue with the characters swinging wildly and easily overextending themselves, using weapons in very inefficient ways at times.
Funny enough one reviewer complained on shooting and supposed auto-aiming messing up the aim, but I felt no such issues on the other hand, finding shooting (and throwing) some of the best ways to deal with enemies.
The story was mediocre and predictable at times. Voice was rather bland and the characters were supposed to have some sort of individual personality but the cut scenes didn't really give them any significant time to really show it. The final fight was atrociously tedious, confusing, and unsatisfying.
Still, I spent 32 hours going back and there again helping the survivors and killed zombies in various creative or not so creative ways.
And now I am considering spending ~$3.5 dollar while the sequel, Dead Island: Riptide is on sale...
Poor Uni.
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Happy Thanksgiving to all those celebrating, Happy Thor's Day to those who aren't.
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Happy Thanksgiving to all those celebrating, Happy Thor's Day to those who aren't.
That explains a few things.
Such as 1) Why I have today off work, 2) why the General has been on a cooking binge, and 3) why she invited everyone to come over today.
I've been cooking, cleaning, and polishing silver since 6. Our only guests bowed out because of the thunderstorms, so it's just us and Miz Daisy.
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Random question:
Would custom printed notecards with an image of an elegant Tiffany dinner fork and the words, "I killed the President of Paraguay with a fork. How have you been?" underneath it make a good stocking gift?
I'm considering having them made for Eve and WW.
(It's a quote from Grosse Pointe Blank.)
We're only doing under-the-tree gifts for the children this year, not adults, but we all fill each other's stockings.
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So this is the day where you give one another tanks, hey? Have a good time, and don't get fobbed off with an assault gun or armoured car.
Random question:
Would custom printed notecards with an image of an elegant Tiffany dinner fork and the words, "I killed the President of Paraguay with a fork. How have you been?" underneath it make a good stocking gift?I'm considering having them made for Eve and WW.
(It's a quote from Grosse Pointe Blank.)
We're only doing under-the-tree gifts for the children this year, not adults, but we all fill each other's stockings.
I remember Gross Pointe Blank.
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Sonic, indignant at being offered plant-based sausages: "I do not like UN-MEAT!"
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Gather round, friends, it is time for a new Thanksgiving tradition.
Let me tell you the tale of Shepard, The Thanksgiving Mouse.
I woke up early the next day, and I realized I was missing some stuff for dinner. Stupid, but it was why I was up early. Preparation is the bane of misfortune, after all. I put on my hoodie and head to the elevator and hit the button. I feel a tickle on my arm, and look down but it's nothing that I can see. Thanksgiving day jitters, I tell myself. The elevator arrives and I get in.
Once in the elevator, I feel... something...heading towards my armpit. I am the only person in the elevator, the only person up at this hour, and so I know something is wrong.
I want to say that I was calm, cool, collected. I want to say that I simply investigated and resolved the issue.
I cannot say any of those things. Something was attempting to explore my armpit in a way o had only seen in certain animated films of a mass amorous nature.
I tore off my hoodie and my shirt and stood gasping in the elevator. Topless, I look around myself and see nothing. But on the elevator floor I find a mouse.
A mouse. A mouse that had been hiding in my hoodie and climbed under my clothes, in search of God along knows what.
We retreated to Neutral corners of the elevator. It hadn't started to move yet. I edged over to the button and pressed it. The mouse moved away from me, along the edge of the elevator. He seemed desperate to get away from the half naked giant.
I quickly grabbed my clothes from the floor. The mouse translated this as an attack and ran along the wall of the elevator to get away. Unfortunately in the confines of the elevator, this means that he was charging me after a while and I wished to remain at neutral corners.
So, holding my clothes, the mouse and I circled each other. To the uninitiated it would look like I was running from a mouse, or that I was chasing one. But no. We circled one another like gladiators attempting to gauge each others measure. We circled the elevator 3 times. And then the doors opened.
Neither of us moved, although I did put my clothes back on. As the mouse seemed comfortable in the elevator, I moved to leave. However, I knew noone would believe my story, so I took out my phone to take a pic.
The mouse, recognizing what I was doing it seemed, looked at the camera while I took the picture. He stepped forward a bit. And then retreated to the corner. I don't know why he didn't attempt to leave the elevator.
I went to the grocery store, and told my tale to the cashier. She thought it was hilarious.
I thought that was the end of the story. But I was wrong.
Taking my groceries back to the house, I check the elevator and see that it is empty. I think the mouse has simply left for greener pastures. But I run into a neighbor, who happens to be a pastor. He asks me if they removed the mouse from the elevator, and I tell my tale again, for I am starting to take ownership of this mouse.
The neighbor informs me that the mouse had died and had been removed by maintenance.
It was at this time that I realized this wasn't just any ordinary mouse. This was the Thanksgiving Mouse. He had not hidden in just any ordinary hoodie. He had hidden in my Mass Effect hoodie. Like Shepard from that same series. He went on three adventures(as symbolized by the three trips around the elevator) and died at the end, in the hopes of bringing about a better world.
In his honor, I named him Shepard, and I got two Thanksgiving lottery tickets that I hope are blessed by two of his trips the elevator, and I would like to retain the last trip around the elevator for you, in the hopes that you have a wonderful Thanksgiving.
I will share this story every Thanksgiving Day.
So from me and Shepard, The Thanksgiving Mouse to you, Happy Thanksgiving.
Sonic, indignant at being offered plant-based sausages: "I do not like UN-MEAT!"
Sonic and Teensy Valeros would get along well. He gets affronted when I make Beyond burgers.
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Sonic, indignant at being offered plant-based sausages: "I do not like UN-MEAT!"Sonic and Teensy Valeros would get along well. He gets affronted when I make Beyond burgers.
These kids get it!
When you make what beyond burger?
When you make what beyond burger?
Beyond Meat is a brand name, one of the more popular faux meat brands in the US. It makes good sloppy joes. I like their burgers much better than Impossible, which has a weird aftertaste, and infinitely more than Simple Truth, which is simply disgusting.
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Beyond is pretty good in chili as well given that the flavor of beef is so incredibly mild compared to the rest of the ingredients and that you end up with something far less greasy too.
I'm not a big meat replacement nerd, being a typical American omnivore but it's okay and probably a huge boon for those who decide to go vegetarian. I'm just waiting until lab-grown meat is big enough for me to reasonably get an affordable try at it, Gods know the cattle industry needs to shrink.
They were plant based hot dogs, which (to my mind) are indistinguishable from hot dogs that normally contain animal matter. ALL (DE) mentioned what they were aloud at the table, else he might not have realised, though he is a bit of a processed food connoisseur.
... hot dogs that normally contain animal matter...
You lost me completely there.
They were plant based hot dogs, which (to my mind) are indistinguishable from hot dogs that normally contain animal matter. ALL (DE) mentioned what they were aloud at the table, else he might not have realised, though he is a bit of a processed food connoisseur.
I will only eat plant based hot dogs or corn dogs.