Umm, true? Not to say that I'm crazy or anything, but I have had some violent and suicidal thoughts on occasion when I was a kid. I'm fine now, though. The voices help calm me down.
False. It is okay to have violent and suicidal thoughts on occasion. The difference between compus mentus and insanity is the rationale we use to process and act on such thoughts.
The next poster wanted to hit someone or something the other day, but didn't.
False. I cannot "perform" violence too well, I think.
Back when I was priviledged to do Earsmus university exchange in Paris, yuippee EU for that - I must have been 23 give or take - my intimate and well loved home university friend took the chance to come and stay and enjoy Paris with me.
Of course - really, of course - we ended up queuing up for Louvre, but it was a terrible crush, and the museum had security measure of those push-forward bars. My friend saw an opening, and unexpecedly pushed me by the back through that rotating bar.
I've fipped my middle finger twice in my life, as far as I know: to him, and in the past year to the back of a vehicle that almost ran me over on pedestrian crossing.
I was shocked how strongly I felt about it. He was too. And he still most certainly has my loving friendship - he only has to ask to manhandle me for crowd control, and I am comfy!
I cannot say an equally dear woman-friend pushing me would have provoked the same reaction - because thus far in my life, a woman has not made me feel fear which I was probably projecting at that moment. I myself would like to know, actually!
False. There was a time when I lived within an elven forest, having a diet almost purely made of pointy-eared vegans. But I don't think this would make me a vegetarian.
False. Although I am always hovering on the cusp of deciding to become a vegetarian, but for some reason have never done it.
The next poster has a favourite condiment.
You don't have to become a vegetarian to cut down on meat. Just eat less, but when you DO eat meat; you buy it from responsible breeders who treat animals with at least some respect and also don't stuff it full of antibiotics and crap. /End rant [/spoiler]
(Sorry Worcester sauce... I know that I have been privileged to walk in the cellar that you were invented in... But your just no good on fish... And English mustard... How could I be so unpatriotic to forget you... Much better than that seedy French mustard... Oh... And Salad cream... The only condiment available during the rationing after WW2... You made us proud... But you just not Tartar...)
The next poster thinks that sauces are for courses.
Worcester Sauce, yes! Although as a northerner I prefer the far better Sheffield equivalent known as Hendersons relish.
English Mustard, yes too! And oh so much better than the seedy French stuff! And my father was born with spitting distance of Colmans factory in Norwich, so love of English mustard is in the genes.
And Heinz Salad Cream (it must be Heinz)... my absolute must have condiment of choice. When I'm packing my suitcase for a holiday or a business trip, the second thing that always goes into the suitcase is a full bottle of Heinz Salad Cream.
False. Me and the GF do smoothies pretty much every weekend, so we got a plethora of recipes already. It's common that friends and acquaintances call me a hipster because I know my craft beers, eat mostly vego and drink alot of smoothies, but I just consider myself contemporary.
The next poster is not contemporary and prefer "the good'ol days".
True-ish and False. I often feel I'm not really contemporary with anyone except 19th/early 20th century radical anti-capitalists and anarchist/socialist/communist political philosophers (although the other anti-capitalist theory nerds I'm friends with provide me with a contemporary milieu that makes me feel a lot less alienated than I could be feeling lmao), but I sure don't prefer the days those rebels and thinkers lived in, or any days before these hell days we're living in now, since those days were their own types of hell that would be even worse than today to be a bi trans woman in, and today is pretty horrible already. I think maybe where I'm living now before the 15th century C.E. or where my ancestors are from before the 8th century B.C.E. might be nice in some ways, but the problems with living in those times and places are enough to keep me well away from calling those "good ol' days" in any sense.
The next poster hasn't yet watched the Ava DuVernay (I Will Follow, Middle of Nowhere, Selma) documentary just released on Netflix, 13th, but really should (I just finished it and it's really powerful and my favourite doc of the last several years, easily).
True I haven't. But I am on swedish netflix and they (read: Netflix) are notoriously bad at releasing shows early for us poor schmucks living on the frozen tundra. But now that you have mentioned it, I will put it on my list.
The next person has seen Penny Dreadful and will tell us what they thought about it.
True. I binge-watched all three seasons (well, two and half seasons, since "season 3" got cut short--I suspect the show got canceled...but I can't figure out why) and I thought it was a very captivating story line. The characters were well-defined and interesting, even Sembene, who retained an air of mystery up until the end (just who was he? how did he and Sir Malcolm meet? why was he so dedicated and loyal? I think there was much more to him that wasn't developed and could have opened up new story lines...but I wasn't a script writer on the show). Yes, they use a lot of dramatic license with the characters--Victor Frankenstein and the Creature are at least 50 years removed from the time of the first publication of the novel--but that matters very little because the characters fit into the story so well. Interestingly, the only main character who ever discovers that the Creature exists (well, one of the Creatures, at least) and/or realizes what he is is Dorian Gray via Lily; despite Vanessa Ives and Mr. Clair (the Creature) having a relatively close relationship she never realizes exactly who or what he is...even though she does remember who he was in his previous life.
The show does suffer from slow parts here and there and Mr. Clair does love to recite his poetry but we forgive him for that because he does such a good job at it. Other than that, the show's internal lore is only thinly strung together and is often contrived for the sake of the plot but then the same could be said of most shows. I highly recommend watching it if you haven't seen it yet.
The next poster agrees that streaming video content will kill off regular broadcast television.
False. I think it'll be some other technology we have yet to invent and widely implement that deals the death blow to the wounded, limping beast that streaming content made out of cable and satellite TV.
The next poster likes killing the old with the new.
Who am I? I was born in Athlone and educated at University College Dublin, and in 1980 began a career in Television. In 1987 I began a hosting a game show....
The next poster knows who I am (and possibly shares my fond memories, or doesn't know and thinks I've overdosed on Henderson's Relish)
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The next poster wanted to hit someone or something the other day, but didn't.
Back when I was priviledged to do Earsmus university exchange in Paris, yuippee EU for that - I must have been 23 give or take - my intimate and well loved home university friend took the chance to come and stay and enjoy Paris with me.
Of course - really, of course - we ended up queuing up for Louvre, but it was a terrible crush, and the museum had security measure of those push-forward bars. My friend saw an opening, and unexpecedly pushed me by the back through that rotating bar.
I've fipped my middle finger twice in my life, as far as I know: to him, and in the past year to the back of a vehicle that almost ran me over on pedestrian crossing.
I was shocked how strongly I felt about it. He was too. And he still most certainly has my loving friendship - he only has to ask to manhandle me for crowd control, and I am comfy!
I cannot say an equally dear woman-friend pushing me would have provoked the same reaction - because thus far in my life, a woman has not made me feel fear which I was probably projecting at that moment. I myself would like to know, actually!
The next poster has flipped the finger.
The next poster is a vegetarian.
The next poster is a picky eater.
The next person has cut down on meat recently.
The next poster has a favourite condiment.
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(Sorry Worcester sauce... I know that I have been privileged to walk in the cellar that you were invented in... But your just no good on fish... And English mustard... How could I be so unpatriotic to forget you... Much better than that seedy French mustard... Oh... And Salad cream... The only condiment available during the rationing after WW2... You made us proud... But you just not Tartar...)
The next poster thinks that sauces are for courses.
Sauces are most definitly for courses!
Worcester Sauce, yes! Although as a northerner I prefer the far better Sheffield equivalent known as Hendersons relish.
English Mustard, yes too! And oh so much better than the seedy French stuff! And my father was born with spitting distance of Colmans factory in Norwich, so love of English mustard is in the genes.
And Heinz Salad Cream (it must be Heinz)... my absolute must have condiment of choice. When I'm packing my suitcase for a holiday or a business trip, the second thing that always goes into the suitcase is a full bottle of Heinz Salad Cream.
The next poster has enjoyed Hendersons Relish.
The next person feels very passionately about a particular beverage and wants to tell the world about it.
The next poster didn't know about Henderson's Relish before @BGLover wrote about it here, but now wants to have a bottle of it in their fridge!
The next poster bookmarked @GenderNihilismGirdle ‘s recipe.
The next poster is not contemporary and prefer "the good'ol days".
The next poster hasn't yet watched the Ava DuVernay (I Will Follow, Middle of Nowhere, Selma) documentary just released on Netflix, 13th, but really should (I just finished it and it's really powerful and my favourite doc of the last several years, easily).
The next person has seen Penny Dreadful and will tell us what they thought about it.
The show does suffer from slow parts here and there and Mr. Clair does love to recite his poetry but we forgive him for that because he does such a good job at it. Other than that, the show's internal lore is only thinly strung together and is often contrived for the sake of the plot but then the same could be said of most shows. I highly recommend watching it if you haven't seen it yet.
The next poster agrees that streaming video content will kill off regular broadcast television.
The next poster likes killing the old with the new.
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The next poster wants star-shaped popcorn right here and now.
Who am I? I was born in Athlone and educated at University College Dublin, and in 1980 began a career in Television. In 1987 I began a hosting a game show....
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The next poster's all time favorite video game is not BG.
The next poster's all time favorite video game is not a recent one.