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No one knows more about euphemisms for masturbating than Q-Stone. You can trust his expertise on this one.

I heard ninjas are leaving twitch. Now the vikings will go unchallenged.

BadKen wrote:

Then in TNG, Marina Sirtis wore progressively more revealing costumes until they basically had her wearing lingerie.

The absolutely insane outfits they had Crusher and Troi to "exercise" in is probably the apex of the entire Star Trek franchise's "unnecessary pervy fanservice". I don't think all of the three seasons of Seven of Nine combined even touches those 88 seconds for pure, undiluted, "LOL COME ON" horniness.

EDIT: AND THE MIRROR BEHIND THEM. FER CHRISSAKES

We are having our kitchen remodeled. The plan calls for four lights in the ceiling.

When he opened up the ceiling, the electrician found that the structure would not allow him to install four lights symmetrically unless they were spaced farther apart. Instead, he added another light in the center so that we have five lights.

No, the electrician is not Gul Madred.

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Absolutely humiliated to announce that Black Cherry flavored White Claw isn't half bad.

There's a fighting game club at my university, and I've always wanted to get more into those games. They play a lot of Smash Ultimate which is great because I'm very familiar with it -- but they also do all the other good stuff, Tekken, DBZ, Street Fighter etc. I'd love to learn one of those.

But being a bit older than the other students, and considerably more shy, I keep putting it off. I want to attend, but I'm really nervous.

And I know how silly that sounds typed out, but I've always been very anxious. I'm hoping to force myself to go next Monday (casual night) and by posting this I want to make myself accountable.

Happy 36th anniversary to my body and my brain, forever ruined and deteriorating by having spent at least 20 of those years being Too Online.

Only your brain, nervous system, teeth, most of your bones, the lenses of your eyes, and maybe your heart have been with you for 36 years. Everything else has been replaced.

Cue Ship of Theseus story.

Prederick wrote:

Happy 36th anniversary to my body and my brain, forever ruined and deteriorating by having spent at least 20 of those years being Too Online.

What ruined you the most, browsing Deviant Art for weird Russian pics to post in the appropriate thread, or finding the umpteenth depressing story on how social media will ruin society forever?

Happy birthday Pred

Prederick wrote:

Happy 36th anniversary to my body and my brain, forever ruined and deteriorating by having spent at least 20 of those years being Too Online.

dejanzie wrote:
Prederick wrote:

Happy 36th anniversary to my body and my brain, forever ruined and deteriorating by having spent at least 20 of those years being Too Online.

What ruined you the most, browsing Deviant Art for weird Russian pics to post in the appropriate thread, or finding the umpteenth depressing story on how social media will ruin society forever?

Happy birthday Pred ;-)

First the former, then the latter.

Also, thanks ya'll!

When Yahoo bought tumblr, it cost them $1.1B.

They just sold it for less than $3M.

Wow. Genuine wow. They literally could've gotten more than that from a GoFundMe to allow porn on it again.

Enya is basically lullabies for adults.

A_Unicycle wrote:

There's a fighting game club at my university, and I've always wanted to get more into those games. They play a lot of Smash Ultimate which is great because I'm very familiar with it -- but they also do all the other good stuff, Tekken, DBZ, Street Fighter etc. I'd love to learn one of those.

But being a bit older than the other students, and considerably more shy, I keep putting it off. I want to attend, but I'm really nervous.

And I know how silly that sounds typed out, but I've always been very anxious. I'm hoping to force myself to go next Monday (casual night) and by posting this I want to make myself accountable.

It’s hard to offer advice with something like this because we’re all different. I’ve had a lot of social anxiety in the past. Try to see your end goal as just arriving and going in. Don’t dwell on what might or might not happen after that. You’ll have made massive progress by just walking through those doors.

Let us know how you get on.

Mixolyde wrote:

Enya is basically lullabies for adults.

I have an offline Spotify playlist that's all Enya for sleeping on planes.

I passed a sign on the sidewalk today. It said:

INFRARED SAUNA
NO EMF

I have several questions

EMF fear is mid-grade woo- not tinfoil-hat anti-vaxx garbage but still kind of dumb. See https://infraredsauna.com/why-are-no... for the it's-a-bad-thing arguments and https://sciencebasedmedicine.org/tag... against. I'd never heard of saunas being involved, but I guess as a high-powered electrical appliance you spend a lot of time near, I can see how people who might be concerned might be concerned.

But -- but -- infrared *IS* electromagnetic radiation.

The sauna people are arbitrarily defining EMF as below 300Hz; I guess they're really looking at AC frequencies, but it's nice to know that submarines at sea won't be picking up your sauna on their SLF radios.

I'm also having a hard time imagining a sauna that doesn't emit infrared radiation, so I'm not sure what's so special about this one that they felt the need to specifically advertise it.

I am at my first guitar lesson in 25 years.

SallyNasty wrote:

I am at my first guitar lesson in 25 years.

deftly wrote:
Mixolyde wrote:

Enya is basically lullabies for adults.

I have an offline Spotify playlist that's all Enya for sleeping on planes.

Your Enya is my Tim Hecker.

qaraq wrote:

The sauna people are arbitrarily defining EMF as below 300Hz; I guess they're really looking at AC frequencies, but it's nice to know that submarines at sea won't be picking up your sauna on their SLF radios.

Honestly, as someone who has to explain "why your antenna will pick up some channels but not others" multiple times a week -- I can't say I'm terribly surprised by this. Saddened, but not surprised.

I will now assume all of their prospective customers are Amish.

Leaving voicemails for your friends is just giving them homework.

I have found that what I say is largely irrelevant because the whole point is "hey I called you didn't answer, um call me?"

So I have been leaving random thoughts as my voicemails. Animal facts, horoscopes, the personalized license plate in front of me I could not figure out. They all get the same response as a real message.

Stealthpizza wrote:

Leaving voicemails for your friends is just giving them homework.

I have found that what I say is largely irrelevant because the whole point is "hey I called you didn't answer, um call me?"

So I have been leaving random thoughts as my voicemails. Animal facts, horoscopes, the personalized license plate in front of me I could not figure out. They all get the same response as a real message.

Depends on if you're calling their cell and they have voice-to-text. If they do a voicemail is equivalent to a slightly drunk text on the same topic.

deftly wrote:
Mixolyde wrote:

Enya is basically lullabies for adults.

I have an offline Spotify playlist that's all Enya for sleeping on planes.

Here's one of her lullabies that may give you nightmares instead:

Back in my college days we would blast this one while playing some multiplayer Starcraft. It was awesome.

This morning, I pulled up to a stop light, and a police officer pulled up next to me. My tags were expired (three days, but still), so I was a bit apprehensive. The officer shot me a strange look, so I decided to respond with a respectful nod. He burst out laughing. I was confused, until I realized what had actually happened. My air conditioning is broken (a fun state in Tennessee summer), so my windows were down. My radio is broken (my car's a beater, people), so I was listening to music on my earbuds. I had been listening to the Tegan and Sara song "Boyfriend", and was singing it apparently much louder than I thought.

So this police officer pulled up to a big bearded dude singing, "You treat me like your boyfriend" in what was undoubtedly a horribly off-key falsetto, until I turned to him and gave him a, " 'sup" nod.

Keeping it classy in Music City, y'all.

Once, many, many moons ago, I was riding with a friend from KC to Lawrence, KS. This was in peak punk days for me.

As we drove, everyone he passed pointed and laughed at us, which was pissing me off. I assumed it was just because we were punks, and in the 80’s punk was not a pop fashion yet.

When we got to where we were going I saw the giant sticker he has in the rear passenger window. It was a large goofy drawing of Oliver North, with the words ”Full Metal Jackoff” in huge letters underneath, which was what was actually causing the reactions. I hadn’t noticed it before.

Well, it could have been two things:)