Well linen is a cloth made from the fibers of the flax plant and I guess a yard of it would be 3 square feet
Makes me wonder what the total surface area of all my clothes is
When I wake up in the morning, if my face looks a little puffy I put on an ice pack while I do my stomach crunches. I can do 1000 now. After I remove the ice pack, I use a deep pore cleanser lotion. In the shower, I use a water-activated gel cleanser, then a honey/almond body scrub, and on the face, an exfoliating gel scrub. Then I apply an herb/mint facial mask, which I leave on for 10 minutes, while I prepare the rest of my routine. I always use an aftershave with little or no alcohol, because alcohol dries your face out and makes you look older, then moisturizer, then anti-aging eye balm, followed by moisturizing protective lotion.
I contend that my pace is average, I just move fast because my stride is huge.
Remember 5000 years ago when they pretty much all agreed Whedonesque dialogue ruled?
Damn, leftist infighting just like real life.
Knowing my luck, probably Parenti.
And if that's the case, why haven't you logged off yet?
Look me in the eye and tell me you want our precious yellow man to die
I would have gone with Hexenbieren but maybe that's a flaw in my faux-German.
I think the best translation would be Sechseckigerbär but I speak barstool German at best.
For those of you who play fantasy RPGs, have fursonas, or are looking for a band name: Hexenbär means witchbear
I like Dregonquest (despite the problematic aspects) and I felt ripped off by 11. A game that looks that good deserves more than the most boilerplate storyline since the NES entries.
I still stand by DQ7, though. The plot centers around time travel and sees the heroes save world not because it's their destiny but because they decide it's the right thing to do. Also at the end you kill god with the power of friendship, as a proper JRPG should end.
11 is the most beautiful a Dragonquest game has ever looked but the story is fucking whaleshit. I wanted to like it so bad but it's just the most boilerplate a Dregonquest story has been since the first 4
La Bamba (especially if you don't speak Spanish)
Anything by Nickelback
And my shameful former go-to karaoke song, The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down.
It's a deep and sad story
And also heavily revisionist! None of this is evident from the Miyamoto texts! 
Nothing's wrong with being over 30, we're just not in "The Demo" anymore.
Yeah, technically it's 18-34 but the segment of "The Demo" most stuff is targeted to is under 30.
That's how I feel 24/7.
Is that...like...good?
Mario is ace1. Luigi is straight2. Wario is gay3 and Waluigi is both transmasc and pansexual4.
Okay but we as the audience are still supposed to suspend our disbelief and interpret it as Mario (the character) killing Bowser (the character)
Also, if it's all kayfabe and stuntmen, how do we know that Bowser isn't straight in real life and gay in kayfabe?
Is it really affirmation if he says it as he throws Bowser to his death?
Really makes it seem like Mario is a proponent of "Bury your gays"
Digby Tatham-Warter had a better method. He would go into battle with a bowler hat and an umbrella, reasoning that "Only a bloody fool of an Englishman would carry an umbrella into battle." They wouldn't think he was a spy, either, because a bowler hat and umbrella is simply too on-the-nose to be used as a cover.
Building on this, once you have a rhythm, you can start to imagine what your lyrical structure and flow is like. Once you know how the words are going to fit in the rhythm, look for words that articulate the thoughts and feelings that went into the melody. Then find words that rhyme with the previous set of words, and string them together with the beat as a guideline for how many syllables you can fit.
Unfortunately, your first few goes are going to be either word salads that don't really make sense or pretty derivative of lyricists and poets you like. But a wiser fella than I once said "Sucking at something is the first step towards being sorta good at something."
Ana was the girlfriend of one of the guys in the band. One day he broke up with her. When everyone else in the band found out, they looked at him and said "What the fuck, man? You can't break up with her. She brought us food at practice." And then they wrote Ana and claimed he wrote it on his own so that Ana would come back to him.
I don't know if it worked, but I 100% agree with the rest of Los Saicos. There's millions of beautiful women in this world, but they don't all bring you food at band practice. If you got a significant other who brings you food at band practice, you hold on for dear life.
Johnny Marr is good. Morrissey is bad.
Really the biggest problem with Hypnospace Outlaw is that it's too short. Which is what we in the critic business call "the opposite of a complaint."
Genuinely, the guy is complaining that the game, that we know practically nothing about, will probably give you a questline to liberate slaves.
At the most basic level (I.E. role-playing as an evil character) I sort of agree. But, like, they're not going to force you to do the whole quest. Ignoring the prompt is the evil option. If you ignore the questline, the slaves remain slaves.
The problem isn't wokeness. I doubt anyone would object to the concept of role-playing as an evil character. Hell, it can even be beneficial to role-play as an evil character, as it can provide insight into what motivates evil in the real world. Bethesda isn't trying to take away evil options because they have a woke agenda. Bethesda isn't going to give us evil options because Todd Howard is an idiot who believes having broad gameplay is the same as having deep gameplay.
They're simply too powerful to be allowed in society. They must be stopped.
As for right-handed guitarists who invert their strings? You're not impressing me. I can play mandolin, too.
Some guys will start hugely underrated and staggeringly influential rock bands rather than go to therapy.
These guys took part in so much drink and drugs that they would tune their guitars to make it easier to play while drunk and they'd still fuck up.
Finally, Paul was so mad about U2's "I Will Follow" that he wrote two songs in response. This one and "Kids Don't Follow."
Mentioned Eric Burdon Declares War earlier and this song is a strong summer jam. Also, Beat-Club ruled. Oh to be a young music fan in Germany in the 70's, where the coolest bands would show up and perform live on this little show out of Bremen.
Furthermore yes, I know I should be using youtube alternatives but Invidious can't reach this video for some reason.
A mystery wound is any unexplained cut/bruise/scar/scab/injury about your body.
It was originally for "Sweden, Heaven and Hell" an Italian documentary about alternative sex practices in Sweden. How it became a Muppet thing is beyond me.
Feature Song: Take The Skinheads Bowling by Camper Van Beethoven (February, 1985/IRS Records/Davis, CA)
[Disclaimer: This entry features no links to music, as the bands I'm talking about are hateful. Also, you do not, under any circumstances, have to take any skinheads bowling]
Before Hardcore Havens can cross the Atlantic, I need to address some stuff I glossed over earlier.
The first wave of Skinhead culture sprung up in the UK toward the end of the 60’s, when Jamaican Rude Boys met English Mods. Rude Boys and Mods got on famously, sharing a flare for sharp suits, danceable upbeat music, and cannabis. However, being a Mod was prohibitively expensive. After all, you had to be able to pay for those sharp suits and scooters and stimulants. Plus, Mods tended to have shaggy, long-ish hair, which would have been a safety hazard if you worked an industrial job. So what was a working class Mod to do? Well, they opted for a more practical look, wearing straight cut jeans and work boots but with a nice button-down or polo shirt. If you could afford a sharp suit, you only had one, and you mostly wore it to the dance hall, where you danced to Ska, Soul, and R&B. As for a hairstyle, the Rude Boys often sported a shaven head, which required far less maintenance than the standard Mod haircuts. Working class Mods adopted that look, along with the trilbys and pork pie hats that were common among Rude Boys. The schism between these working class “Hard” Mods and the largely middle-class “Smooth” Mods became apparent in 1966 and by 1968 “Hard” Mods were largely known as Skinheads. The look wasn’t associated with racism (not yet, at least) but they did get lumped in with the alleged violence going on between Mods and Rockers earlier in the 60s. However, as the ages rolled forward into the 70s, Mods and Rockers faded into memory as Psychedelic, Glam, Progressive rock, and other forms and genres came to the forefront. The Skinhead look, however, was incredibly practical, and so it stuck around, migrating to the North. And then it got racist.
Football was among the many vectors that brought the Skinhead subculture out of London and into the North. Skinheads from the South would go see their favorite teams play against teams from the North, where they would encounter non-Skin rival fans. Due to the rowdy nature of English football fans, this often lead to brawls. This was happening around the same time as Enoch Powell gave the infamous “Rivers of Blood” speech, railing against immigration and emboldening white supremacists up and down the nation. White supremacists mobs formed for the purposes of “[Slur] Bashing,” wherein they go about harassing or assaulting minorities, mainly South Asian ones. They also weren’t as fond of their former Caribbean allies, as Ska had evolved into Reggae, with its Rastafarian and Pan-African themes making it less accessible for white westerners. Tabloid papers ran many stories about white supremacist violence against immigrant communities, always referring to the white aggressors as “Skinheads.”
This inspired hack pulp writer James Moffat to cobble together a Clockwork Orange knockoff about a young man who does similar things to Alex, except it took place in then-contemporary England. The protagonist of the novel, 16-year old Joe Hawkins, is fond of beer, football, sex, and violence, especially violence directed towards racial minorities. Far from the white dress clothes and black bowler hats sported by Alex and his Droogs, Joe Hawkins et al sport a then-modern Skinhead look. To that end, Moffat titled the novel “Skinhead” and published it under the alias Richard Allen. The book’s lurid plot led to much tabloid coverage, as moral guardians railed against the depictions of sex and violence. However, this did more to move copies than Moffat ever could. Just like American white supremacists took after the fictionalized version of the KKK presented in Birth of A Nation, British white supremacists took after the (arguably) fictionalized version of Skinheads presented in Skinhead. In fact, Skinhead sold so well that Moffat wound up writing at least 5 sequels with titles like “Suedehead” and “Bootboys” and “Knuckle Girls,” all of them the same kind of sleazy, foul-mouthed, racist garbage as the first.
Remember the Bromley Contingent and how they took to wearing swastikas? Well these new Skinheads got excited about this new angry aggressive beer-drinking music, and when they saw the swastikas, they took it as an invitation. Punk also had a surprisingly robust network of underground publications in the form of ‘zine culture, which the Neo-Fascist Skinheads used to spread their filth. When Punk “died” in 1977 and began splintering into the myriad styles and sounds we call ‘New Wave,’ the Nazi Skinheads were among the most resistant to the change. They were there for the violence, not for dancing. To that end, they started bands like The Ventz and The Dentists, and peppered right-wing ideology into their songs. The arrival of White Supremacist Skinheads in the Punk scene eventually came to the attention of UK’s National Front, who attempted to capitalize by starting a youth outreach group called The Punk Front in 1978. When they shut down the program, less than a year later, Nazi Skinheads responded by launching Rock Against Communism. This new contingent would continue trying to recruit new members at Punk shows, where they ran into Anti-Racist Skinheads. Clashes between these two groups often turned into small riots, which threatened to tear the Punk and 2-Tone Ska scenes apart.
The Battle for British Hardcore had begun. But what did our side look like?
HiImThomasPynchon [des/pair, it/its] @hexbear.net Yes, it is I, reclusive author Thomas Pynchon !side-eye-1 !side-eye-2
