@Beaker I launched an Etsy shop! It was scary and I doubt I will sell anything but I put things I made out into the aether anyway.
I was of intrigued by the idea of Elysium, but only because when I first saw the trailer I was confused and thought it was an adaptation of Dan Simmon's Ilium and that it would have robots reading Proust and cranky Classicists resurrected on Mars and post-humans chilling up in orbital cities. So that's a bummer.
@iceberg Also commenting to follow the thread! I have a pile of fabric and a growing inability to store or wear all the stuff I've been making.
Once upon a time, there was a young lady who didn't finish college. She nonetheless diligently paid off her student loans and started her own business and was generally very happy. Everyone was very proud of her for finding her own path and no one ever, ever insinuated that she was a disappointment for refusing to trade financial and emotional turmoil for a humanities degree she did not want or need.
...nah, too unrealistic.
@Ophelia The ones with swearing, pretend or otherwise, were SO popular. Getting to shout 'DAM DAM DAM' during 'Three Jolly Fishermen' is still pretty cathartic, even as an alleged adult.
@Ophelia I didn't know there was another way to sing it!
Da moose, da moo-oose!
Swimming in de wat-tah!
Eating his sup-pah!
Where do he go-oh?
He go to sleep.
Several verses later: "sadly, da moose has died."
Dead moose, dead moo-oose!
Floating in de wat-tah!
Not eating his sup-pah!
Where do he go-oh?
He decompose, de-com-post!
guys i cannot stop posting these
@lobsterhug Camp Timbercrest in the Western New York Girl Scout council. I started when I was about six and worked/volunteered there from when I was fourteen to when I moved away at 21.
I miss it so much.
I fell into a sewer, and that is how I died!
They didn't call it murder, they called it SEWER-side!
Seriously, I can go all day. I have no real life/job skills, but I know my camp songs, dang it!
Sssssomeday I'm gonna murder the bugler,
some day they're gonna find him dead!
And THEN I'll get the other pup,
the guy who wakes the bugler up,
and ssssspennnddd the rest of my life in bed, bed, bed, bed,
sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep...