Post Praetorian said:

Dek Rollins said:

I hate it when people use “dog ears”! Why do you people have to fold the corner?! Why can’t you use a bookmark?!

This is among one of my deepest pet-peeves…for it speaks not only to the laziness of the reader, but also to their carelessness towards undamaged property…how difficult is it truly to find even a small piece of paper to mark one’s place?

Oh my word, YES!

Personally, I also hate it when people break the spine of a pristine book. I always go to the effort not to break the spine of a book so as to keep it in as pristine a condition as possible. Paperbacks don’t last very long, anyway: there’s no need to hasten its disintegration along.

Theists, don’t let your babies grow up to be creationists. It will spell only disaster.

Sorry. I was durnk at the time.

Of course, I’m durnk again today. I promise to be less obsessive today, though. Besides, this is the last day I get to be durnk until next month; I may as well express my last bout of durnkeness before the dry spell in a more happy-go-lucky fashion.

This song defines me all too well.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=03QirpkOvZ8

Bingowings said:

DuracellEnergizer said:

Vodou interests me. Not the Hollywood black magic bullshit, mind you, but the real-life religion itself. I should study up on it (along with Hinduism).

You remind me of the babe.

I don’t want to remind anyone of Jennifer Connelly. She’s a babe, no doubt, but I’d rather not have my attractiveness compared to the attractiveness of a woman.

I can’t decide whether Frink should be Mr. Funny or Mr. Uppity.

This time of year – approximately late winter on into mid spring – is the only time of year when I’m truly happy for sunny weather.

generalfrevious said:

He is such an awful director that he is one of the few people that deserves to die for making a bad film.

I loathe Hack Snyder to the inner depths of my black soul, but man – c’mon!

TV’s Frink said:

DuracellEnergizer said:

I’m inebriated again.

It’s really hard to tell.

I don’t believe you. It’s another trick.

ZkinandBonez said:

Leia’s ship is ambushed, she is blasted through space.

*cue Goofy holler*

LuckyGungan2001 said:

In no universe is The Holiday Special better than the prequels.

It is in all of mine.

*groan*

Fuck modern mainsteam rap/hip-hop. It’s all goddamn pseudo-musical garbage that deserves utter eradication. Fuck it, the sellout cocksuckers who make it, and its brain-dead fucktard fans.

On the same note, fuck modern mainstream pop and R&B, too. Fuck the entire mainstream music industry. I hope an EMP fries every one of their shit-churning music studios.

LuckyGungan2001 said:

It means I wrote a large post but then realised it was all nonsense and deleted it.

ONe man’s nonsense is another man’s gospel truth.

Vodou interests me. Not the Hollywood black magic bullshit, mind you, but the real-life religion itself. I should study up on it (along with Hinduism).

I’m inebriated again. Slap me with a splintered ruler, Alanis,

[picture removed due to sobriety]

^Devlin & Emmerich’s Godzilla came out in 1998, you silly billy.

i should get singing lessons. I believe I have the larnyx for singing, but my social anxiety disorder has hampered it.

Possessed said:

DuracellEnergizer said:

If I could, I’d infuse my DNA with feline genes, transforming myself into a human-cat hybrid. Likewise, I’d infuse my cats with enough human DNA to make them sapient creatures nearly indistinguishable from humans. They’d be my surrogate sons and daughters.

Or you could just throw things at walls. Like balls.

I’d rather throw knives. Or machetes.

Frank Miller.

suspiciouscoffee said:

Batman v Superman is getting torn apart by critics. I saw it coming and I knew it was gonna suck ever since it was announced, but I can’t help but feel sad and disappointed regardless. I wanted it to be good, but it seems I was right in that it isn’t. And for the first time ever, I sure wish I was wrong.

Personally, I wanted it to fail. It’s time DC learns what Superman has to be, not what navel-gazing Frank Miller fantards want him to be.

Fuck Ben Affleck. Even if I wasn’t oppossed to any Superman universe where Jonathan Kent says it’s okay for Clark to let people die to protect himself, that mediocre turd of an actor would have alienated me regardless.

I want to move on, but the woman remains on the brain 24/7.

Dammit – if only I was a successful filmmaker. Everything would be better then. She’d have to acknowledge my existence then in spite of herself – you can’t ignore Kubrick regardless of how cold his style leaves you – and I’d be certainly happier as a result.

After several months of on-and-off-again reading, I’ve finally finished reading The Paradise Snare. It was a pretty solid read, I have to say. Han may not have been as morally gray as I imagined him to be at this point in his life, and Bria’s

SPOILER ALERT!!!

desertion of Han towards the end of the novel came a little out of left field. I became engrossed in Han and Bria’s developing romance regardless, however, and the mystery surrounding Han’s parentage is perfectly befitting of the character. My appetite to read the rest of the Han Solo Trilogy has certainly been whetted.

Likewise, I have finally finished reading Starship Troopers since picking the book up back in the summer. It was certainly an interesting read – the tidbits pertaining to the arachinids were particularily captivating – but the second-to-last chapter was pretty boring, so it put a damper on my reading experience.

I’ll say this: It’s better than the film adaptation – which still remains interesting in its own right – but the re-read factor just isn’t there; I’ll be donating my copy to a thrift store sometime in the near future.