Here's the same reading, sans processing
How can you clean the lens of a drawer-type CD player? My new ultrasonic humidifier was a bit too close to my stereo and it got white mineral dust coating it inside. Now it can't read CDs. I cleaned everything I could reach and used canned air to blow it out, but still no luck. I can't even see where the lens is.
Twitter campaign! #save17thprecinct
That was freaking brilliant! The ending gave me goosebumps. If anyone in power is reading this, watch these reactions and put this back into production.
It looks like Uncharted (literally, like a screengrab) to me. I can't get too excited about cartoon action. And why are there no cats?
Most people associate this with HHGTTG, but I'll always see Gandalf and the boys trudging through the mountains when I hear it
The first thing I thought of when I read NSFW spherical monsters was this Woody Allen scene
The trailer looks wonderful, but trailers always do. The fact that it's opening in March doesn't help. But I'll remain optimistic and look forward to this.
I used to have a fear of driving. It started slowly, with occasional panic attacks. It was made worse because at the time I didn't know what a panic attack was. It got worse, and I eventually gave up driving and stopped renewing my license.
I overcame this fear by reading up on the mechanism of panic attacks. I'd have someone I trust drive me to a quiet neighborhood and we'd switch places. I'd slowly start driving, and when anxiety began I'd remind myself of what I'd read, that the fear wasn't genuine, but caused by a storm of chemicals in my brain inappropriately released. Kind of like "it's only a movie, it's only a movie", except it was more like "it's only errant neurotransmitters, it's only errant neurotransmitters".
After 3 or 4 of these outings I escalated into more trafficked areas, and by the 6th or 7th try I made it onto a highway (from one exit to the next).
Things got increasingly easier, and I got my license again. I drive everyday now, though to this day I'll occassionally have to do my little reminder chant, usually because I'll be driving and suddenly remember "hey, you used to be terrified of driving" and that will make me remember the panic attacks. But it's not bad anymore, and I'll remember to quickly distract myself with other thoughts.
I've since found out that this is pretty typical treatment for phobics, but at the time I thought I'd invented it on my own.
I overcame this fear by reading up on the mechanism of panic attacks. I'd have someone I trust drive me to a quiet neighborhood and we'd switch places. I'd slowly start driving, and when anxiety began I'd remind myself of what I'd read, that the fear wasn't genuine, but caused by a storm of chemicals in my brain inappropriately released. Kind of like "it's only a movie, it's only a movie", except it was more like "it's only errant neurotransmitters, it's only errant neurotransmitters".
After 3 or 4 of these outings I escalated into more trafficked areas, and by the 6th or 7th try I made it onto a highway (from one exit to the next).
Things got increasingly easier, and I got my license again. I drive everyday now, though to this day I'll occassionally have to do my little reminder chant, usually because I'll be driving and suddenly remember "hey, you used to be terrified of driving" and that will make me remember the panic attacks. But it's not bad anymore, and I'll remember to quickly distract myself with other thoughts.
I've since found out that this is pretty typical treatment for phobics, but at the time I thought I'd invented it on my own.
This is not intended as snark, I genuinely would like to know: can all the TVD fans here please post their ages? I have a working theory that it's like the sign outside some carnival rides "You must be under THIS age to enjoy TVD".
My theory isn't about generations or demographics, it's about how far you are from your teenage years, when emotions get turned up to 11.
Oh, and I'm 52
My theory isn't about generations or demographics, it's about how far you are from your teenage years, when emotions get turned up to 11.
Oh, and I'm 52
It does, it really does!
I'm lactose intolerant, but Lactaid works great for me (I actually use the generic version from Sams). I use 2 if it's just something with cheese on it, or 4 if it's something actually made from milk, such as ice cream. My supermarket also sells lactose-free ice cream, but only in vanilla (but it's pretty good).
Oh, I don't know...a Galaxy Quest series that lampooned scifi tropes might be fun. Or even a Larry Sanders type show where half of it is behind-the-scenes. And a teenaged Doc Brown might be fun, esp. if they did a good job of recreating WWII-era midwestern America.
I'm still waiting for Dan Ackroyd to contact me about my idea for a Ghostbusters TV series (not a prequel), but he doesn't own a computer.
I'm still waiting for Dan Ackroyd to contact me about my idea for a Ghostbusters TV series (not a prequel), but he doesn't own a computer.
"The Art of Gorilla Management" heh
I stopped watching halfway through episode 18. I keep waiting for all this acclaimed bonkerness to start, but all I keep thinking is how much simpler things would be if Bella would just let Angel's less-attractive brother kill Rob Lowe.
"I know it's suicide for any vampire to go into the crypt, but I LOVE her!"
"I know it's suicide for me to follow them into a house full of vampires, but I LOVE him!"
"I know he's been the instigator of every single bad thing that's happened for 18 episodes, but he's GOOD inside!"
"I know we're helping him release a demon that will undoubtedly kill thousands of humans over the next hundred years, but he's my BROTHER!"
I suspect it's that pesky Y chromosome making me alergic to soap.
"I know it's suicide for any vampire to go into the crypt, but I LOVE her!"
"I know it's suicide for me to follow them into a house full of vampires, but I LOVE him!"
"I know he's been the instigator of every single bad thing that's happened for 18 episodes, but he's GOOD inside!"
"I know we're helping him release a demon that will undoubtedly kill thousands of humans over the next hundred years, but he's my BROTHER!"
I suspect it's that pesky Y chromosome making me alergic to soap.
Ok, I just watched the first 12 episodes. It turned out I'd already watched the first 6 when they originally aired and completely forgotten about them. Is this as good as it's going to get, or should I chug through a few more episodes before giving up?
I know precisely where to start. I simply choose not to.
I'm concerned my Y chromosome will prevent me from enjoying it. And that I'll only learn that after enduring many hours.
Is this show any good? Where would it be on the Supernatural/Buffy spectrum? Does it get better after the first few episodes? It would almost have to.
Aspartame gives me seizures. Hearing all the doctors and neurologists tell me how that's impossible made me the cynical jerk I am today. Well, that and the seizures ruining my marraige and keeping me unemployed for 10 years (that's how long it took me to prove it was the aspartame).
I've been aspartame and seizure free for almost 10 years now, and I got my driver's license back and can sleep in a normal bed. But there's still very little about my current life and lifestyle that isn't a direct response to aspartame.
I've been aspartame and seizure free for almost 10 years now, and I got my driver's license back and can sleep in a normal bed. But there's still very little about my current life and lifestyle that isn't a direct response to aspartame.
