When I got to the end of Haruki Murakami's "Sputnik Sweetheart", I immediately turned back to the start and read it again. Not many books do that.
I'm currently half way through "All the Names" by Jose Saramago. That's another. His writing is too deep and dense (despite its apparent simplicity) to be properly appreciated in one reading. In fact, I have the opposite problem to "can't put it down": from time to time I have to stop reading and think about what I just experienced.
I use quadratic equations from time to time at work. Along with most of the linear algebra they shoved into my head at university (I've even come across a use for eigenvalues - never saw that coming). And bits of calculus. And each year it gets worse.
God, that's sad. If you meet me, just pretend I'm unemployed, OK?
Gah! Seats on planes! I'm sometimes tempted to try first class, just once, for the experience. But I know that once I did, I'd never be able to return to the seats that I can afford.
Getting things out of low cupboards can be tricky. There's a lot of me, and the cupboard under the sink seems to have been purposely designed to require folding my body into impossible positions. But I suppose around here that'd be considered good training, so I won't expect any sympathy.
I used to have this foolish notion that a tall man and a short woman would have a variety of practical problems with sex. Now that I'm older and wiser, I know that nothing can stop two people enjoying themselves if they want it.
Buy half a dozen ultrasonic proximity sensors (the kind that people use to help when reversing their car). Attach them to a belt. Attach the belt to Sappho. Problem solved!
Not all porn movies are lacking subtitles. In fact, I starred in one of the early attempts. Here are a few samples:
"Oh, honey, give me your... what is that thing?"
"Sorry, but there's no way you're putting that anywhere near me."
"Get away from me, you freak, before I call the police"
My porn career was a very short one.
Babies? Oh my! I've been away too long.
Congratulations, both of you.
A Munch in Newcastle and I couldn't make it. Damn damn damn damn damn. And bugger. And CelticQ in a basque too... I'm going to have to kill myself now.
On the other hand, I did have a wonderful evening with the woman I love. Maybe I'll stay alive just a little longer.
Sorry I didn't manage to get my nonRSVP in. It's been a very busy week.
No one did New York State of Mind better than the Muppets.
Well now, let me see. Who here would I like to get kinky with? Hmm... That's a tough one. Do you mind if I come back later?
OK, I'm back. I had to think long and hard about this, and if you see a pun there it was not intended. So far I've been straight, so the answer might be "all of the women". But I can't rule out the possibility that I'm secretly bi - so secret that even I don't know it. So it might be "... and all of the men too".
If you wanted my top ten, I'm afraid I couldn't say. I'm sure the people on it know who they are.
"Design and the Arts"
Well, err, no, not exactly. Although I can see why they might think that.
I've got a QFG in ZRTM, and I'm working towards my second OCFR.
I have no idea what most of those things are. In Australia we speak English. But it doesn't matter. I was never a very good student, always preferring to learn things instead. It doesn't seem to have hurt my career.
Wrestling Blue would provide a tale you could repeat to everyone you meet for the rest of your life. There could even be a book in it.
If you survived, that is. I've already seen what I expect is nowhere near her worst.
Some time ago (it feels like years, but could only have been months) I wrote about "What do I want?" If I could find the post, I'd give a link. It's all still true.
I like it too. Can't imagine why I was suggesting that you cover it up.
Could someone call the men in white coats? There's a patient here needing urgent treatment.
If you want men to stop browsing and talk to your face, you should know better than to wear such a low cut top.
Facilitator, you might find it easier to count if they're naked. Just a suggestion.
Why would it be easier? Because you'll have every man on SH counting along with you. You'll get every answer from "drool" to "gosh, there's a lot of them", but that doesn't matter. Simple statistics: the more samples you've got, the more confidence you can have in the average.
Why, yes. I did fail the statistics unit I took at university. Why do you ask?
One thing that is in scandalously short supply here is Ducks. Quack.
It's a tricky one. I'm willing to believed that continuous exposure to violence (real or not) over a long period of time can increase our tolerance of it. A single game or film or song is not going to have any noticable effect (unless the individual is already unbalanced enough that almost anything could push them over the line). A particularly violent game won't have any direct effect, but it does create a precedent, and raises the level of the next generation of games. The long term effect could be harmful. But it's virtually impossible to know one way or the other.
I saw one report that claimed that it was a robbery gone wrong. The accused wanted money for drugs. I haven't seen drugs mentioned anywhere else, and not much is made of the robbery aspect. The press are interested in the game, and not much else.
Rockstar must be delighted. I don't think the game was selling very well. There was a little fuss made before it was released, but then silence. Now there's a huge fuss. A lot of noise being made on both sides. You couldn't buy better publicity.
I think you need a third option there.
Who? And Who?