Clutchy McGritterson V11.0001
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Noted human impersonator Clutchinald B. "Clutchy" McGritterson v6.11a, at your service. I may or may not remember why I blocked you. Posts currently set to self-destruct after 1 month.
This is the biggest thing that's happened in Wheeling since the dog track got slot machines.
Anyway, I hate my stupid sausage fingers and I am trying not to just lean on playing baritone or bass all the time and humans are too fucking small, on average, and so are their little guitars.
Part of the problem is that I took my loosely-assembled/double-jointed fingers for granted and picked up lots of bad habits. Now that I can no longer bend my ring finger backward at a 90 degree angle at the first knuckle... well, I have to learn how to play stuff closer to the "right" way. Meh.
I have been trying to play more guitar lately and I'm remembering how to play except my hands aren't quite ready to do it.
Part of the reason this holds up is that the acting is pretty good. There aren't nearly as many clunky lines or dopey expressions as you normally get in a TV movie. I think it was very well cast.
Imagine an olive, but instead of pimiento stuffed in there, it's a piece of garlic. Pretty simple, very tasty.
I was just gonna mention that. This is no way to attract vampires.
And this reminds me I have some garlic stuffed olives downstairs and I think I know what I'm having for dinner.
Wow, that does look good. I like foods that have "garlic" and "cheese" in the name, generally.
John Cullum's voice sounds so much like my uncle's did. It's spooky sometimes. Maybe that's why I always like seeing him pop up in stuff.
Are you branching out into some new shapes other than globs? Maybe gonna try some pyramids?
Old, dumb: "sausage party"
New, excellent: "corn club"
says here early 4H used to be divided into two clubs: Corn Club for boys and Tomato Club for girls. ah yes. the two genders
I offered to send one to someone last week when I had to ask them to revise some technical paperwork from 1997.
I'd like to think my little subscription helped make this moment possible.
I'd like to apologize for misspelling Steve Guttenberg's name. That's two T's.
By the standards of 80s TV Movies, the quality of this movie is pretty astounding.
That was another good choice. A nice, sedate BBC mockumentary about the aftermath of a nuclear attack, with a healthy dash of the patented dry British wit.
Next, something a little new to me, in that I've only seen the TV cut. It's the "Theatrical Cut" of The Day After. It's got GUTENBERG!
This was definitely the right choice, btw. GIving less of a shit than ever.
Next up, something I haven't watched in a while:
This was definitely the right choice, btw. GIving less of a shit than ever.
Next up, something I haven't watched in a while:
Perhaps getting extremely high and watching nuclear apocalypse movies will cheer me up. Ehh, I just replaced my copy of Threads. That'll be fun.
The only thing that makes me feel all that much better these days is the realization that our whole deal is decidedly temporary.
Perhaps getting extremely high and watching nuclear apocalypse movies will cheer me up. Ehh, I just replaced my copy of Threads. That'll be fun.
The only thing that makes me feel all that much better these days is the realization that our whole deal is decidedly temporary.
I need to get a hobby that involves exposure to toxic chemicals.
I don't really feel like doing any more work today. And, the IT goons just pushed a bunch of updates, so I probably wouldn't be able to even if I wanted to.
Yet another unproductive day of meaningless bullshit. Very fulfilling.
Updates for Office are ready to be installed, but first we need to close some apps.
Mods are asleep post entirely-too-large mustardhuggins dot jpg
Mike Stanton, key member of the legendary 2007 Cincinnati Reds bullpen.
Forcing me to remember the 2007 Reds bullpen is probably a war crime.
Well, it's One O'Clock somewhere, time to enjoy a crisp, refreshing, ice-cold spreadsheet.
People complain about not being able to afford things like "housing" or "food" or "medical care", but it's their own fault. You've got to manage your money *wisely*. Instead of spending money on that stuff, hire lobbyists and make "campaign donations". Stupid poors, they just don't get it.
People complain about not being able to afford things like "housing" or "food" or "medical care", but it's their own fault. You've got to have manage your money *wisely*. Instead of spending money on that stuff, hire lobbyists and make "campaign donations".
Stupid poors, they just don't get it.
$3.8 billion dollars for weapons to Israel, but we have school kids accumulating "lunch debt" because we simply can't afford to give them food for free.
I know it's obvious and oft-repeated to the point of being meaningless, but our priorities are so seriously fucked up right now.
The problem with a four-day week is that there's no Hump Day. Your options are limited to either Hump Days, plural, which kinda sounds like an unpleasant sales event at your Tri-State Area Honda Dealer, or some kind of Theoretical Hump Point between Wednesday and Thursday.
Touching the hot stove, burning my hand, then trying it with the other hand because I'm pretty sure the problem is that my hand was too cold, not that the stove was too hot. Almost certain I'll get better results with the other hand.
Whatever asshole decided it was a good idea to name like a half-dozen elements after some town in Sweden did not think about how confusing this would be, for dumb people.
Anyway, I have a very comfortable pair of headphones, but the cable sucks. This would be the 3rd replacement. The tip of the 1/8" stereo plug snapped off the last one. But, of course, nobody has them in stock, so it looks like I'll be doing some soldering. Great.
Love how when I need a replacement part for something, there's now zero chance of finding it on Amazon just using the search function normally. You basically gotta know a part number.
Maybe I can go find something to burn down.
What's really neat is that I don't really remember doing things any other way. None of my memories before 1990 or so really have much in the way of emotional content. I don't remember feeling much of anything. Hmm. I'm sure someday I can pay someone to analyze that for me.
Gonna have a hard time pretending to give a fuck at work today. So, as I usually do when I cannot summon the correct attitude, I'll just be an asshole to everyone so they keep their distance. You'd think after 35 years or so of doing things this way that I'd have developed a better strategy, but 🤷
What's sad is that this will be used as proof that Israel did nothing wrong. They used the fancy tiny bomb! It's designed to not kill so many bystanders. How could they have known people in a tent city would be living around things that might catch on fire?
I guess if I'm being petty or stupid by refusing to vote for Biden, well, maybe I'm tired of paying for war crimes.
The bomb used by Israel in the tent city attack in Rafah was made by Boeing:
New soft-serve mascot "Softie the Chocolate Seal" did not get the "seal of approval" from consumers, who often made unflattering comparisons.
You know, this film made marginally more sense without all the cuts. But not as much more sense as you might think. It helps with the logistics a bit, like what order things are happening in, etc... but the bits that were cut were just as full of bizarre choices as the part of the movie I'd seen.