Discussion in 'Everything Else' started by Dismal Pillock, Feb 19, 2014.
ps, GO FORCE!
That pie chart needed a video:
Hehe, google image search led to a flight simulator, love a good flight simulator, that one is fucking HUUUGE. 146 pics? What a project that would be, like bloody War & Peace
Japan to Colonise Gweru.
“We’re on the loooad to nowhere, come on inside, oops, sorry, thought that was 2 roads down there, my mistake. Maybe just twin rice paddies?. Stupid shape for rice paddies. Stupid foreigners!”
“Nowhere to park my aeroplane, Commander.”
“Coming home, Commander. Couldn’t find anywhere to bloody park.”
"Oh wait, there's an aircraft carrier to crash into, Commander!"
Gweru, oh you need a film about you.
I feel like a wormhole has opened in this thread. Chaos and dark matter.
I could post a remix of "Skyfall" to celebrate dark matter and chaos but not now. Chaos and dark matter are present, though, in this padded cell I call "home" these days. The power went off when I was making that Corporate Shazza vid. I decided to leave "War and Peace" to DP.
So basically it's a Dismal Pillock thread.
Plenty of visuals, heck even some video, and a laugh here or there so if that is a Dismal Pillock thread I can only echo Spiro Agnew's "more than our share of the nattering nabobs of negativism" line from a speech a thousand years ago. Sometimes it is good to laugh at ourselves, you know, not others. Cheering for one's country or for any team is, of course, completely arbitrary. The wormhole opens to madness quickly in sport. A good laugh at ourselves isn't a bad antidote, is it? Politics and sport have too much in common. The Russians are showing that link to the world yet again this Olympics. Here's some Spiro Agnew and others to remind us of how far people go "to win" in this crazy world.
To paraphrase a line from the late great Kurt Vonnegut’s final book, when aged in his 80’s, addressing his grandkids, “don’t look at me, I just got here.”
Great book. It just got here as well!
Good to know about that flight simulator. Cheers!
He lost points with that effort. It contains zero drawings of a date hole.
Dismal Pillock, Ballantine Wainwright III, Reginald the Recalcitrant Recidivist, etc.
The T-ball offspring of the last-picked coalition a.k.a. Canadians spend half their days discussing U.S. politics and sport. Here is the last homage I can ever watch about them:
The only artistic point I can make today is why I love the arts: There are no points or prizes, really. The Nobel, I guess, is awarded, but it's not what anybody is aiming for ever, it seems to me. It's not a league. It's not some sort of Olympics where after six years and four hundred tests to your blood or urine your "prize" is taken away. The arts, thankfully, are enjoyed whether the writer, painter, composer, violinist, etc. has been drinking cough syrup and beer for decades or not.
The Silver Frown canvass for new banner submissions, I post a couple, they are instantly deleted.
Must have been deemed to be **HIGHLY OFFENSIVE**
I dunno, they dont exactly look like Serbian war crime paraphenalia to me.
The problem is with the bottom banner. The text should have read 'Take the rubbisn out this instant, you c**t!'
All those tape drives to run some badly pixellated grot on a Commodore 64? Old-skool hardcore.
All just points of view. Bledisloe I was some HD plasmatastic medieval pornography from my seat
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