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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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we're not kids anymore.
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The Odyssey but retold as a low-stakes modern adventure of one guy out with his girlfriend leaving the bar with his buddies to do just one (1) simple thing real quick, it'll take like 15 minutes tops, he'll be right back, but then some bullshit happens and the trip keeps getting more complicated as more bullshit keeps happening while he just tries to get back to the bar because he promised his girlfriend that he'd get back and he knows that she's still there because she told him she'd wait there.
And by the time he finally gets back it's almost 3 am and the bar is about to close while she's sitting there stone cold sober, surrounded by 5 drunk guys unsuccessfully trying to convince her to give up on waiting for him and go home with one of them instead. And the guy shows up to proceed to beat the shit out of them before explaining himself to her like hey sorry bullshit kept happening, my phone fell into a storm drain and my wallet got stolen when I was trying to find someone who'd borrow me a phone so I could call and
His girlfriend had been fending off the 5 drunk guys for most of the evening by explaining that even if she was going to ditch her boyfriend, she can't possibly leave without finishing her beer, which she is keeping perpetually full via careful sleight of hand where she's just pouring it back and forth into and out of the pitcher.
However the drunk guys are also drinking, and eventually she can't afford to buy another pitcher for the table so she can't keep up the ever-full beer glass trick. At this point she has to resort to setting up the pool trick shot that she's never seen anyone but her boyfriend pull off, and says she'll leave with whoever manages the shot first.
That buys her another hour or so and then, finally, her boyfriend makes it back. He looks like shit, hair down and just a mess, he's wearing an entirely different jacket that he got from an alley, and barely recognizableâespecially to 5 guys who've been drunk for hours now. He lurks for a minute, finds out what's going on, and proceeds to pull off the trick shot first try. Throws the jacket off, fixes his hair with a hair tie his girlfriend lends him, finally looks like himself again, and THEN beats the shit out of them with the pool cue.
yuh i was there, that's how it happened
Googled something about quick hydration and it suggested big jug of water, couple tbsp pickle juice, dash of lime juice.
Its surprisingly tasty????
Pleased to report that after a day of this i am not longer craving caper brine and my mouth is not dry as usual. There's some good suggestions in the notes too that I want to try.
-ancient roman posca: water, red or white wine vinegar, honey, salt, herbs (coriander, mint, thyme)
-switchel: water, ginger, vinegar, sweetener, lemon, salt
-ayran: yogurt, water, salt, mint
-Agua pepino: water, cucumbers, lime, sugar, optional mint.
I have been reminded of:
-shrub: vinegar, sida water, elderberry (or other berry), sugar.
I have now been informed of
-sekanjabin: honey, vinegar, mint, water.
"Wow, I wonder why this post was popular this week."
-sees the reports of the heatwave in Europe-
"... ah."
Ceramic sculpture "Narcissus" by Japanese artist Kenichi Nakaya
andrew kane
La vida siempre te puede sorprender, aunque tengas 79 aĂąos
its so rejuvenating to see elderly people being enamored with modern technology rather than dismissive of it because they have difficulty understanding it
I LITERALLY feel the exact same way. 3D printing is incredible to me.
straight people do not understand james dean and they never will.. he is not your boomer leather jacket romantisization of the good ole 50s greaser Real Man taylor swift diner milkshake aesthetic hotrod he is literally the worldâs saddest, most miserable little lgbt man..he loved his mom and he loved ballet. he loved poetry. he met a girl who lost a leg in a motorcycle accident who missed riding and gave her a lift on his bike just so she could experience it again. he was thin and sickly as a kid. he felt unloved by his father. he was a sugar baby for dozens of important men in hollywood. he loved the little prince. he was terrified of abandonment. he was bipolar. he stole his boyfriendsâ coats. he dodged the draft by openly telling the army he was a practicing homosexual. he was obsessed with bullfighting. he didnt use electricity on fridays because he thought candlelight was relaxing and fun. he adored judy garland. he called all the most important women in his life âmom.â he mightâve fucked walt disney. he had to train himself not to speak in a flat indiana drawl. all his friends called him jimmy, jimbo, and william bast called him âdeaner.â he had terrible posture. he was incredibly nearsighted. he had a kitten named marcus, named after the uncle who raised him, that he gave away out of fear heâd not be able to take care of it properly
fyi if you want to know more about jimmy as a human being, i recommend the book written by his friend and lover william bast, surviving james dean, itâs where most of this information is sourced from, including the interpretation of him as bipolar, and you can read it for free on archive of our own, where there is also an encrypted download option for print-disabled users
what is poetry?
you know how, when youâre a young kid, your parents take you to visit a lake, and youâre doing all that fun young kid stuff like cannonballs off the dock, digging your toes into the mud, pretending to be a mermaid or a manatee or submarine captain? when suddenly the clouds that had covered the sun move aside, and the surface of the lake is touched everywhere with bright gold flecks of light, and you stop what youâre doing to stare in awe at something youâd never realized before was so heart-wrenchingly beautiful? and the moment is gone as quick as it came, youâre right back to splashing water at one of your siblings, but that night, after showers and dinner and climbing into bed, just before you fall asleep, the image of the sun-kissed lake returns to you, hazy with your almost-dreaming but still so warm and striking? poetry is the written act of recognizing the way the light touches the water and the way that you looking at this changes you
[Image description: screenshot of a tweet by @hollycassell at 10:10pm on 2021-12-31. It reads, "The best New Year's resolution I ever made was to start devouring all my nicest things, and save no small pleasure for an unspecified future. Now I burn the good candles, wear the expensive perfume at home, scribble imperfectly in pretty notebooks. You can't pin joy like a moth." End ID.]
a few weeks ago i was playing smash ultimate and my brother was like âyou play with final smash on?â and i was like, yeah, my dude, i play the ridiculous cartoon character fighting game where byleth and captain olimar can brawl to the death in green hill zone and funnily enough i dont turn off the magic floating ball that lets them do the biggest silly bullshit. im playing this game in the kitchen
âyou play with ITEMS???â like YES its literally the silliest game possible by design, if i wasnt supposed to play as isabelle and spend the entire time assembling a giant gun to blast bowser off the side of palutenaâs temple it wouldnât be a fucking option
just for the record this post is no longer accurate. shes my sister now :)
Dara Horn, People Love Dead Jews: Reports from a Haunted Present
The book is great and hereâs the essay where this is from. You should read it.
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