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I legit love Brendan Fraser. He was so much fun. Again, dumb movie, but as a kid I loved George of the Jungle (and he wasn't bad to look at, either!). Poor guy's gone through it since.

Knew I was forgetting something... Devil's Rejects is awesome. I know they're campy but I dig the rob zombie films.

I've never seen it ?

For sci-fi, The Thing and Alien. For hilarity, Young Frankenstein or the Evil Dead movies. Or Dale and Tucker vs Evil. For pure giggling at bad effects but enjoying them nonetheless, Hellraiser. I'm not really a fan of jump scares, I admit it. and torture porn stuff bothers me a lot more than it used to.

Regardless, the figure skater nerd in me really enjoys catching the little things he brings over from that different school of skating.

Ah. The difference is you drove into YYZ. I flew in there from Rochester and was super glad I watched a video on how to get through that airport internationally.... went ok. Bit confusing but manageable. Then, coming back from Vancouver... worst. Nightmare. I have EVER had in an airport, and I've been lucky enough to do a fair amount of international travel. From getting cursed at/told to f*ck off when asking for directions and physically grabbed and shoved for no reason by airport employees to being given wrong information multiple times, waiting through hour long lines twice.... and it was 6am on a non-busy day. Screw that airport. Flying into it, anyways. I hope they've revamped that section since 2015. But Vancouver airport is very nice. Quick, clean, relatively small, lovely view ?

gughh I once had a run in with a flaming shot of 151... but that sounds worse. Actually I don't remember dark ever taking part in that particular shenanigan. He was usually too busy running the beer pong table or leading somewhat patriotic sing alongs.

Girls usually played with other girls for that reason. Such boundaries usually broke down as the liquor flowed.

When Jack makes that face, combined with his little dirt beard, he reminds me a lot of a dude I used to do rum slaps with in college. Rum slaps- shot of rum, slap the other person- order depends on how drunk you are. Really highbrow stuff. This dude in particular smacked a girl so hard he knocked her out. So yep. I'm now thinking of him when I see Jack. Quality post, here.

I guess at least it isn't Lady Sabres. But jeez, they could've gone for CutLasses... heh

I'm up. Finished jobs one and two for the day. Now, onto job 3.... ugh kill me During the pregame stuff Rob Ray talked about how he doesn't like to drink or gamble, said he hates people, and prefers to snuggle up in his room for 3 days undisturbed and then comes out refreshed. I'm just guessing they roll the rock off the door after day 3. Rob Ray = Jesus confirmed

Good or bad depending on your view, it's all tied into the culture of the teams that is always a topic of conversation. It pops up in ugly little ways here and there that then have twitter threads and message boards alike descend into bitter debates on politics and culture, racism and religion. When the owners and leaders of teams have a well established ethos and political view, it affects nearly all parts of the product, and thus is fair game for fans to squabble about. As a fan, you can "vote" with your attendance and money, but yeah... kinda tricky. I personally would rather not support the sort of folks involved with people like Mrs. Housley. I take issue with Pegula fracking. I'm not a fan of most of the Bills culture issues that are currently melting down the Bills thread, and it really turns me off the team (and the NFL as a whole, honestly). But... I continue to give my bucks to the Sabres and would be excited if the Bills did well so... I'm a hypocrite. but I can still air my grievances, powerless though I may be. I think a lot of fans share that crappy, disappointed, conflicted feeling. Other markets besides our own, of course, as well. Some will say it doesn't matter- those are usually the ones who side with the person in question. When your horse is winning the race, why bring up the negatives (if you even seen them)?

Good on ya, take care of yourself!

Yes Yes Yes i've been following Honnold for several years now. Can't wait to see this. His gf is a pretty accomplished climber too. If you're on instagram, another couple to follow is Adrian Ballinger and Emily Harrington. Both are extreme climbers (he's a multiple summiter of Everest and I believe K2) and they're always doing cool projects. He just set up a via ferrata in Lake Tahoe. If you haven't, I highly recommend Valley Uprising on Netflix. Good little doc about the history of climbers in Yosemite, and wee Honnold is on it (of course he is, good lord, what a climber). RIT has little film festivals twice a year that are often in conjunction with REI or National Geographic, and they show all those crazy mountaineering/adventuring films. I have yet to get to one. Some day. Love that stuff.

But both are responsible for their own form of turd burger...

I’m finally getting a strength move that I’ve been trying to do for 3 years. It’s called gator (I don’t know why) and it’s essentially a breakdancing move on a hoop. I’m balancing my body on my elbow. One leg is lightly touching the hoop but I’m starting to get it away. Really hard. Feels good.

Everything I've been howling about in the random thread this last week. But hey, good news, they're releasing my dad and he'll hopefully fly home today. I guess he had tons of visitors in the hospital because he's so well loved at his company. Course, if they really loved him, they'd force the dude to retire... God, I'm afraid to check my phone anymore. I had a lot of friends/people I hardly see reach out to me in the past couple of days, everything from kind thoughts to offers to cook/grocery shop. I know every day is inundated with a$$holes and bad news, but there really are a lot of good people out there, flying under the radar like little superheroes until you need them. It's nice to know. And I guess more on the good news front- dark and I both have finally accepted we should probably go get therapists to deal with our own personal mountains of existential void screaming bullsh!t. Hooray! I've been putting it off for years. But now I can't not do it, right? Just daunting crap. Everything's daunting. I'm tired. Wahh.

My first impression upon reading it was that it was hyperbole or made up. Then I thought for a second about some of the people I know and the city of Portland, Oregon (I don't think this was there but man, totally would fit) and... yeah, it's real. Reminds me of those memes poking fun at the HGTV house hunting shows- "I'm a part time butterfly collector and my husband makes stilts for cats, our budget is 3.4 million".

I tend to be an insomniac. Unfortunately, the only thing that reliably works is bombing myself out with NyQuil if it's bad. Or Zzzquil (which I know is just overpriced benedryl- i use the wegmans brand- throw that branding placebo effect in there). I tried melatonin for awhile- just gave me crazy bad dreams, didn't help me sleep. But less druggy things that work- I know they say "don't look at a screen an hour before bed" but I ritually read wikipedia or askreddit threads in night mode on my phone in bed until my eyelids get heavy. Sometimes takes awhile. But I fall asleep faster than if I just try to zonk out. No naps. If it's a heavy workout day, need a few hours after to wind down, or else my body's too active/keyed up to chill. I'll also try to meditate/mindfullness/think about banal things- tense up every muscle in my body (which is when I find out I'm already tensing all of my muscles anyways) and release them head to toe, slowly. Breathe slowly. Try not to freak out that the alarm clock's unwelcome song is hurtling towards me in time and space. But yeah, I'm all ears.

Sorry to pile on the darkness but blasting this sh!t into the internet stratosphere seems to help lower my stress level enough to function.. My dad decided, against better judgement, to fly to Chicago for work yesterday, despite a nasty brush with bronchitis this weekend. Well, surprise surprise, he's in the hospital as of this morning (impacted bowel from codeine). They're going to keep him overnight. It's good, I guess. Maybe they'll stumble into figuring out what's wrong with him. But in addition to this, my mom just decided to tell me that she's known for a while that her kidneys are failing. The stress of dealing with him and her diabetes are taking their toll. She's 60. Can the bad news train f*ck off yet please

Hopefully. Unfortunately the system kinda sucks for juvenile offenders. Dark could tell you more. Better they start counseling now if they can. CPS could still take him at that age I believe. The kid I knew definitely had been abused, so had his sister. He never got too far with me and I didn't really understand what had happened until I was a little older. I managed to give him a black eye once, so hah. Over time and counseling and unfortunately for him, a lot of moves/expulsions/a brush or two with incarceration, he finally got an associates degree and seems to have an ok life, if a little alternative. It's a horrible situation and I'm sorry you have to face this. With the kid I dealt with, my parents dealt with it by keeping a hawk's eye on us if he was around. I wasn't allowed to their house (I was friends with his sister- he'd tag along) if both grandparents weren't home. I was a pretty trustworthy kid and was expected to be very forthright with my parents about where I was going/what I was doing, and was strictly timed if I was out on bike rides or something. Seemed like a bummer as a kid- but now I know it was their way of making sure nothing weird happened. If you don't, see if you can have an open dialogue with the other parents/neighbors- form a network to keep an eye on things. It's not rude if there's a problem. Enough reports and law enforcement will know to hang around if necessary. And if it gets worse- there's no shame in moving.

haha I remember the neighborhood next to ours had a fight break out at an HOA meeting over mailboxes. Yeah. Mailboxes. One dude didn't want to use the same fancy cover everyone else was, and he wanted a red flag instead of the agreed upon black one. GASP So ridiculous. I love crazy HOA stories. They're as nutso as nightmare wedding stories.

Yeah, and it's absolutely freakin' true, too. I told it to my friend when her then husband was pawning her stuff to buy more junk. I swear it made a lightbulb go on in her head, helped her cope a bit. Bless dark humor man, it gets you through.

The second reminds me of Craig Ferguson. He cracks that joke in his autobiography and also tells a darkly amusing anecdote; he had a long term relationship while he was going through some of the worst of his addiction/generally being an a$$hole/cheating on her. She broke up with him. And on his birthday, she sent him an inflatable globe and a card. It read: "Happy birthday. I gave you the world. Have fun blowing it up."

I thought the exact same thing. My first brush with that world was my neighbor/friend's older brother. He was about 10/11 when he started doing some pretty awful stuff. I was 6 and one of his favorite targets. He had a rough road and a rough childhood, got thrown out of a lot of schools for sexual stuff and pulling knives, but through a lot of intervention and help, him and his sister are doing better these days. She's a former serial Peace Corps volunteer and now works with at risk children to help kids like her brother. But now I'm side noting and projecting. I also hope it's not that. We considered moving because of it at one point, too. Do what makes you most comfortable. If everyone's hanging in there alright, do some looking. I'd personally wait to see if the situation is rectified via law enforcement/etc. but moving is certainly not out of the cards. Sometimes you need to start fresh and shake off the bad stuff.