Tyrphanax

FanFiltration said:

Tyrphanax said:

How is nobody here talking about Pacific Rim?

Fucking giant monsters fighting huge robots and Idris Elba. WHAT MORE IS THERE TO LIFE GENTLEMEN?

Sorry, but I'll be waiting another year for my Giant Monster fix.

"Godzilla" (2014)

Man that's a bad poster. I hope it's not real.

You do know you can see more than one movie, right?

Make up your mind, You_Too! I don't have much seat edge left to sit on!

twister111 said:

I forgot he was also Jesus.

How is nobody here talking about Pacific Rim?

Fucking giant monsters fighting huge robots and Idris Elba. WHAT MORE IS THERE TO LIFE GENTLEMEN?

His radio show is like a radio version of those inane women's magazines.

Boost sums it up well.

Oh great. Another fucking politics thread.

The girl I talk to on Skype I met when my crazy bat of an online fling (who herself I met completely randomly in a one-in-a-million shot) asked me to keep an eye on her because she didn't trust her.

I found out that my target was much more interesting, intelligent, adult, and sane than the fling, and started to gravitate towards her. The fling thing disintegrated like it was destined to, and after two years of some tumult and a six month silent spell due to her being threatened by her now ex, plans are being made for her to come down from Canada to visit after the holidays. Neither of us can wait... in a "more-than-friends" way.

It's obviously too early to tell how it'll go down, but this stuff can happen any time, anywhere, any place. The internet is the new bar, only you have a much wider group of people and thus much better chances. I see no problem with dating sites; in fact, I'd say your chances are greater there than cruising a bar or club or really anywhere else.

He gives a good Christmas gift.

CP3S said:

Tyrphanax said:

I figure there's no meaning to life; you just live it.

Human minds are flawed in that they always overthink things or try to ascribe meaning where there is none because it's more comfortable to feel like things are "taken care of" than to acknowledge realities.

We come into the universe, we stay awhile, and then we leave, just like everything else in the universe. It's no more complex than that.

 

You just gotta live and enjoy what you have while you have it. Much more simple that way.

I agree with your general statement about coming into the universe, staying awhile, and leaving. But I couldn't disagree more about your concept of human minds being flawed. It is hardly a flaw! It's brilliant! It is part of what makes us great! We seek, we explore, we reason, we discover. If we didn't do those things, it would be quite sad and futile, why even bother with life? The meaning to your life can be whatever you want to make it. If someone wants to make it a sad existence of eating, sleeping, living, and dying, then more power to them. But we can all set our own goals. We can achieve greatness, we can find our own meaning and make some sort of difference to those on this journey with us or those who come after, we can leave a name for ourselves, or we quietly influence those around us, or we can please ourselves, or at least attempt to do so, and fade away. We have endless possibilities. It's exciting. The only thing that limits us is our own mistaken belief that we are limited, that we have to live the life we were born into and conform to what is expected of us.

The universe and our tiny little world are amazing places, there is so much to see, so much to do, and sadly, so little time to see and do it in. The longing to grasp onto all of this and wonder about it is what drives some to seek out answers in the supernatural, in tea leave, astrology, various religions, quick and easy answers to numb the curiosity; and also what drives others to seek and explore and try to figure out how this works and why it works the way it does and how it may have come to work that way.

Flaw indeed.

I think we're coming to the same point from different angles.

Certainly our ability to reason and think and whatnot is awesome, the flaw I meant (and should have expanded upon) was that we don't reason or think enough, we like to confine ourselves, we don't let ourselves expand and explore and reason and think for ourselves. That's what bothers me.

georgec said:

Point is, when it comes down, extremism for anything can be annoying. But in our culture it's more acceptable to be extremely into sports than it is to be extremely into SW, gaming, science, etc. In school yards it's the alpha jock-types who tend to bully others. There's a huge stigma people are taught to associate with "geeky" things at a young age, and that permeates into other aspects of life as people age.

This is the thing right here.

Oddly enough, though, sports fans = geeks/nerds about sports.

darth_ender said:

Hey Tyr! Go start your own therapy thread! ;)

Like I said, unsolicited advice.

Ain't nobody wants it. I just give it.

Nowadays? Yeah, all the time. Ever since the prequels dropped, they've been jetsetting around to all the Prequel planets willy-nilly.

As a kid, I grew up with John Tesh and Yanni on PBS.

In my mind, I always imagined that Yanni would kick Tesh's wimpy ass. My preference of Yanni over Tesh was due 100% to his mustache, which made him look to me like a longer-haired version of my dad.

However, Yanni would eventually fall out of the limelight of my young life and I would find John Tesh was more and more involved in my life than I thought.

I used to catch Tesh on Music from the Hearts of Space on NPR late at night, and it used to scare the shit out of me (whale sounds after dark as a child are terrifying). I love that kind of minimalist ambient white noise music now, though.

One Christmas a few years ago, I found that Tesh hosted a radio show that did pseudo-advice for dumb people that came on after Delilah's show where she gives really bad relationship advice, also to dumb people. This was the globally-syndicated Mix station that is exactly, disconcertingly the same in any city you go to.

Because of his reentry into my life, I began to notice his voice in commercials (especially for Amway) more and more.

Obviously, because of the earlier parallel to my father, the only conclusion I can logically come to is that Yanni represents my long-lost biological father who I idolize and idealize though he abandoned me and neglected me in my most impressionable stages of early life; whereas John Tesh represents the kind stepfather who has stepped in and tries to win me over with fatherly advice and Amway products, and yet I resent him even though he has been in my life longer and provided more love for me than my biological father (Yanni) ever did.

I am not sure where this leaves my actual father.

Personally, I don't care about sports. I don't follow them, I don't know the players or who's on what team or anything.

However, I have a working knowledge of just about all the big sports, and if there's one on TV that someone else is watching, I can get into it; even baseball and soccer, which I find incredibly boring.

However, I don't care about a particular team (though I admit that I pay special note to teams from my state/town/school), I cheer for a good game; to focus on football for the example, I want to see a ton of turnovers, I want to see big plays and sacks blocked kicks and overtime. I like when games are contentious and nobody is shutting anybody else out (like that one football game over Thanksgiving this year, it was incredible to see them own the field, but not very interesting otherwise).

It's also nice to get together with family (since that's the only time I ever watch a game) and connect over something, especially in a family where we've never been very "close" (not that we hate one another, just that we all do our own things and there's no Hallmark heart-to-heart, honest feelings discussions).

So yeah, I don't hate sports, but I don't care about them, either. And I don't like talking about them or hearing about them; my caring extends only as long as a game lasts.

This sums it up for me:

Fuck yeah coffee.

Sounds like the true love of that song is trying to buy affection with gifts.

I dunno how true that love is.

TV's Frink said:

1990osu said:

darth_ender said:

You may have noticed that I'm stricter in standards than most of the other guys around here, and thus push for waiting till marriage for sexual relations.

I agree with you. 

Oh yay, another politics thread!

 

:-/

I swear to god I will leave this fucking forum.

So. Dalton. When I first got into Bond, it took me ages to see Dalton's films. I only saw a few Connerys and Moores. When I finally got around to seeing his films, I'd already read some of the books, and I found that Dalton played a very adequate book Bond, but didn't sacrifice the feel of the films too much.

The Living Daylights is a pretty cool film. You can certainly tell at times that it was originally written as a Moore film, but it still retains the harder edge that Dalton brought to the series. I love the opening shots, because I always love seeing other Double Ohs, though of course none of them ever live up to Bond's high standards (save one). This is also the only Bond film with only one Bond girl, if I'm not mistaken (I guess there's the girl on the boat at the beginning, though); Kara is an okay girl, I suppose... she doesn't really do that much and kinda just waits around for stuff to happen to her until she runs off to save James at the airfield at the end which just seems out of character for her. Rhys-Davies is great as Pushkin; and there's really palpable tension in the scene with him and Bond in the hotel room. Georgi is a pretty complex and interesting character as well with the whole double-reverse-defection thing going on; he goes from "oh boy one of these goofy characters, ugh" to a brilliant criminal mastermind during the course of the film, which I like. Necros is of course our Red Grant for this film. And Joe Don Baker (Mitchell!) as Whitaker was another of those characters that was hard to get over considering he comes back as Jack Wade later on. Saunders I always feel bad for; he was finally getting the hand of things at the end, too. I never was a big fan of the Aston Martin they used, but it didn't look as bad as it used to this time around. The Mujahideen are a cool angle, the airplane cargo fight is a cool one, and the cello sled is good times. Also has a sweet 80's music theme by a-Ha.

License to Kill is one of my favourites. I love the more personal, "departure" Bonds like OHMSS and License to Kill because they're different than the same-old-same-old Bond formula, and I feel like they're really some of the few films that Bond does any real character development in; in OHMSS, he learned he can't ever be anything but 007 of MI6, and in License to Kill, he attacks M, goes rogue on a vendetta; and yet they still manage to do it without completely alienating the Bond feel (in my view) there's still cars, gadgets, allies, chases, henchmen, et cetera, all the "Bondian Elements". This one really puts a spotlight on Bond's misogyny, which is an interesting angle. Pam is a Bond girl who also feels like she's capable and smart (but they go a bit far in proving she's "still feminine" with her out-of-character pining for Bond), Q gets to put on his field agent pants as he goes "rogue" himself to help Bond (and also seems to have a disregard for his own equipment as he chucks the broom radio into the bushes). Dalton gets the emotion of the Leiters' attack over well (though Felix seems a bit chipper in the phone call at the end of the film, all things considered) Sanchez is cool and dangerous and plays the quintessential drug lord, Benicio del Toro is insane and dangerous and a neat henchman. Krest is slimy and weird as he should be, and having grown up fishing I could always tell the "maggots" were lures. I always feel bad for Sharkey, but I always almost cheer when Bond gets revenge for him, too. Wayne Newton makes a good cameo, and Lupe provides some scenery and intel but not much else. The title song is pretty great, and is a nice throwback to older Bond songs (especially thanks to the Goldfinger inspiration) though I wonder what Clapton's version was like.

Well these are getting longer, I guess... Oh well. I should start formatting them into paragraphs, but no.

Goodbye, Dalton. On to Brosnan!

Depression can be serious shit, so I always take it seriously because I know that a lot of times people don't, and then bad things happen and good people die.

D_E makes good points even if they are a little overly PC and touchy-feely. Irregardless, just know we got your back esé.

Love me some sitar.

Holy crap the nostalgia. Nailed me right in the guts.

I still sing that song sometimes to this day just because it was implanted in my brain so young.

Tyrphanax said:

I guess this thread is over before it began.

RIP RMQ. =(

It's real easy to say that it'll ruin the game when it's not your life or the life of your friends/family ending in permanent brain damage.

TV's Frink said:

If you post, you contribute.  Otherwise none of us would come here.  That's real enough for me.

Pretty much this.

All I "contribute" is stupid posts and unsolicited advice.