Wait, people don’t like that movie?
That’s like not liking Tommy Boy. Or Dead Men Don’t Wear Plaid
Wait, people don’t like that movie?
That’s like not liking Tommy Boy. Or Dead Men Don’t Wear Plaid
Beef, it’s what’s for dinner
You may or may not be aware of composer Aaron Copland. You’ve probably heard his work, or something inspired by it, at some point. In fact, if you remember the 90’s (edit: in the US) you most certainly know one of his works, from the Rodeo suite. Specifically “Hoe-down”. You just associate it with a particular food
Just past the 1 minute mark is where it gets real familiar
You have to go faster to get on top of the snow. Like a speedboat. Especially in a rear wheel drive vehicle. I recommend the Dodge Viper
(/jk, in case it wasn’t obvious)
All jokes aside, there’s a vast difference between driving slower in inclement weather and doing 10 mph in a 40, as the top commenter suggested. Now, was my original comment a bit of a shitpost? A little tongue-in-cheek? Sure!
At the end of the day, we just want to get home safe. But if conditions are bad enough to be doing 1/4 of the speed limit just to be safe? Stay home. People that drive that too slow in the snow are just as dangerous as those that drive too fast. And it’s not just ability, but equipment as well
Too right. It was a gross oversimplification, thank you for building on it
It’s like a record, but your dad doesn’t get as mad when you throw it at your brother
Yo Squid, this is TIL, not No context comics
(Just kidding, keep posting you legend)
If we were neighbors I’d let you borrow my (very well-worn) copy
So i have trouble visualizing things, particularly people, and especially faces. When i watch a show or movie i can register a face to a name, and that in turn let’s me “see” them in my minds eye as I read.
The Expanse was just about perfect for that, i just had to mentally stretch Naomi to 2+meters tall, and things like that
If you haven’t already, I invite you all to read the graphic novel
Here’s the television studio scene as a taste:
…There are of course those who do not want us to speak. I suspect even now, orders are being shouted into telephones, and men with guns will soon be on their way. Why? Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with this country, isn’t there? Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression…
The graphic novel has some differences, mostly related to the era it was written in. Do yourself a huge favor and go ahead and read it. Like Watchmen and The Killing Joke, it’s not just the writing, but also the panel layout, colors, and framing.
Until you’ve read “This Vicious Cabaret” in it’s original layout you haven’t really experienced V for Vendetta.
They say that there’s a broken light for every heart on Broadway
They say that life’s a game, then they take the board away
They give you masks and costumes and an outline of the story
Then leave you all to improvise their vicious cabaret…
I do love watching film media first, and then reading the book. When the film version is done well, the book is like DVD extras. When the film is done poorly, the book redeems the story
Enjoy your DVD extras
Small town America man. I 100% agree with you BTW. When my oldest brother was born my parents had been married two years, and were 20 years old. TWENTY. Fortunately my siblings and I were taught to think before committing. We all married, at the earliest, in our mid-twenties. No one had kids until late twenties/early thirties. My wife and I are child free for medical reasons, but that let’s us be the aunt/uncle that can help out without being completely brain-drained from parenting 24/7
Rural Midwest America is wild. It is depressing how many people think it’s normal to start a family at 17/18, never leave their hometown (of less than 5000), and never try to add to their knowledge of the world. (17 is being generous btw)
Don’t get me wrong. There are some lovely people from the country. There’s also a lot of willful ignorance
To be clear, i was referencing “milestones” that are foisted on us by our society and upbringing. Personal goals are fantastic.
Also, if you’ll allow an old man to ramble, goals are those things we can accomplish without the permission of a specific person. For example, getting job in your chosen field is a goal. Getting a job at Google is a hope or dream. Buying a house is a goal. Buying that house is a dream. Sex can be transactional (goal), but is healthiest (imo) when it is the natural extension of a close friendship that becomes a relationship.
Anyway, don’t lose hope. You sound like you’re in a good spot as far as Maslow’s hierarchy of needs goes. Life is indeed a journey, as cliché as it sounds. We’ve all been dealt certain hands, and some of us can trade some cards out. Others are stuck with what they have in hand. A lot of satisfaction in life comes from our perspective and attitude. My last bit of old man advice is this: before you begin feeling down on your situation in life take a positive inventory. If you haven’t already, start each day by writing ten positive things in your life. Or five. Or one. But do it. Add to the list daily. When the dark days come, review the list.
I didn’t know you, but I love you. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have some clouds to yell at
I think most people have certain expectations of where they will be in life at a certain age. Milestones. Some are kind of baked in to society. In the US, you’ll graduate high school (secondary school) around 18. You can legally drink and, increasingly, smoke pot at 21. You’ll graduate from college/University around 22-24. Some cultures of origin have you married by 20, with kids by 22. You should be a grandparent by 45. If you don’t own a house by 30 you’ve failed at life. And on. And on. And on, ad nauseum.
We put these obligations and pressure on ourselves and we don’t need to. Be told, you can let go of these pressures. Society, family, and culture expectations are not mandatory.
You’re 24. You’ve got time and even if you never have sex there just so much to life. I recently buried an elderly friend. She lived to 92, died a virgin, and her only regret was not traveling more. Sure she was probably Ace, but it just shows there’s more than the milestones we put on ourselves.
Have peace OP. Don’t compare yourself to others, you didn’t know their secrets, only their outside self
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I’m not out there tailgating people and passing, but I’m sure as hell wishing they’d piss off back home and let those that know how to drive get where they’re going
I don’t care what you think, and I’ll die on this ditch.
HILL! This… damnit
So you’re the dickweed out on the roads doing 10 mph in the snow.
Stay home
Some of us know how to drive in the snow
(Slow on ice is acceptable, but if it’s an ice storm, stay home anyway. No reason to wind up in a ditch because you wanted Twinkies)
Acht, nae fairies! Pictsies! Nae flitty flitty
Every two and a half years solar energy efficiency will double
It’s called Ohm’s Law