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4:26 pm June 24, 2010
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| Deep One | posts 267 |
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Okay, I know I had my turn, but I had one last night that's just…
Well, long story short, I borrowed-without-asking a wooden walking stick that was an heirloom of Vegeta (from Dragon Ball Z) and I'm walking around some promenade or something and when I get it back where it belongs, the stick has become one of those paper cutout things. I try using alchemic transmutation (a la Edward Elric from FullMetal Alchemist) to change it back, because Vegeta found out and is PIIIIISSED, but I only succeed in turning it into a grey colored version of my work shirt.
So, yeah. Try figuring THAT one out!
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Do not allow yourself to ever give in to despair or self-pity…that's my job and it's copyrighted, bucko!
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8:41 pm June 24, 2010
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Spork, you watch too much anime.
As for my dreams I usualy don't remember them, the one that I do remember are Lucid dreams, so I can shift dreamscapes if I get bored.
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1:07 pm July 6, 2010
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My dreams are full of puppies and rainbows…
Actually, the last one was full of spiders. They were crawling up the walls and around the house and I couldn't get away from them. They were 1/4 of the size of my hand, black and fuzzy. I felt like I wasn't supposed to kill them, but they terrified me. Someone showed up and started lighting them on fire and I watched the first few burn. The ones that were ablaze started running and caught the curtains on fire. My house started to go up in flames and I walked out calmly with the other person coming along with me.
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3:22 pm July 6, 2010
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My dream last night was that I was visiting some South American doctor for health reasons. The bill was HUGE! I have no idea what it was about. I guess someone was watching tv too loud this morning or something.
NEXT! Make it more interesting then that!
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4:27 pm July 6, 2010
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| Deep One | posts 244 |
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Tain said:
My dream last night was that I was visiting some South American doctor for health reasons. The bill was HUGE! I have no idea what it was about. I guess someone was watching tv too loud this morning or something.
NEXT! Make it more interesting then that!
Yeah, well last night I dreamed I was a South American doctor, and I wanted to buy a new zepplin so I gouged some stupid gringo for the purchase price.
Are you actually using a ShadowGirls background as your background on any device at present?
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7:11 pm July 6, 2010
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| Deep One | posts 267 |
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Wwweeeeell…
My laptop USED to have the one where it's Charon, the Entity, and Becka (that close up of all their heads), then I changed it to the fully-formed, ressurected Shadowchild charging the sky with the knife as it started to crap out on me.
My desktop had the one of Charon laying on the grass. NOW it's Becka with Merv. It's nice to change things up every now and then.
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Do not allow yourself to ever give in to despair or self-pity…that's my job and it's copyrighted, bucko!
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7:17 pm July 6, 2010
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Nah, I got a live action Little Mermaid.

What's on your desktop?
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12:13 am July 7, 2010
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Last I saw it, it was a wolf howling at a full moon. Lovely shades of blue on it. Well that is my home PC, which my wife dominates.
My work laptop has Optimus in truck form because I work at a trucking company, and I think it is funny that my laptop is secretly getting its geek on
How cluttered is your desk top?
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8:06 am July 7, 2010
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| Deep One | posts 267 |
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That depends. If you mean the screen, I've only got two rows of icons and bar at the bottom. If you mean the top of my actual desk…yeah, that's pretty cluttered. Novelty Christmas (holiday, not character) plushes, stationary, pay stubs, misc. paper scraps, Aspercreme…Heck, I forgot how it looked before I got my new computer…but it was still cluttered.
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12:36 pm July 7, 2010
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| Deep One | posts 244 |
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Post edited 12:37 pm – July 7, 2010 by Bounty
 My home Desktop, which is a picture of Cole Bear the Paladin, has 1 icon, and lacks an SG BG because they aren't formated for widescreen.
My work laptop has 1 row of icons on a work approved background.
My cell phone actually has the SG Lantern picture as the background. I was stoked it worked.
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7:48 am July 21, 2010
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Post edited 7:49 am – July 21, 2010 by Lord Boreal

No desktop icons, just my various gadgets and widgets. My wallpaper is on rotation. I love Windows 7…
Anyways, passing the buck.
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"Allow your sympathies the length of a table; I recognize no brother." –The Trauma Coil, Faith and the Muse
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8:15 pm July 21, 2010
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I thank the Daves for my desktop, It's their Melee one. Did we ever figure out who was the ??? fighters?
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7:49 am July 22, 2010
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| Deep One | posts 267 |
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No, no we didn't. All we have to go on is the thread of some of us laying claim to one of them.
In keeping with the "Health Care" pages of the book, when was the last time you were at a hospital/doctor's office/clinic? I went to a walk-in clinic a few weeks ago because of some strange pulsing pains in my skull that felt very different from normal headaches. They referred me to local emergency room, at another facility, because the where I walked into wasn't sure what to do with me (not in a bad way, they just weren't the kind of place that handled whatever could've been wrong with me…). So I go there, spend a few hours trying to explain to each of three or four people what was up, got a C-T scan, only to be told that I had a headache (…really?). They told me to schedule an appointment with another doctor, who I guess would be my PCP, but I never got around to it. Other things on my mind, and if it's just a headache, no worries.
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10:59 am July 22, 2010
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I don't want to turn this into a drama stage, but last time I was there was visiting my uncle in hospital – he'd been in there five weeks and they were still trying to figure out what was up with him after bombarding the poor bugger with test after test after test, though they were beginning to suspect bone cancer. Hence my somewhat cynical and bitter approach to medical staff at the moment… I know they do a sterling job and a damn hard one too, but the long and the short of it is he died yesterday and they still have no idea what the hell was actually wrong.
Ok, someone has to have a funny story to gloss over this downer one about medical staff – like the time I got, erm, visibly aroused when my hot fortysomething doctor was examining me when I was a horndog teenager
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4:12 pm July 22, 2010
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So this isn't recent, but the question shifted to Humorous right?
My father is not a small man, we'll be generous and say over four hunded pounds, and he's got a host of unrelated issues on top of it. I kid you not, I considered Pharamsist as an occupation once, figuring that between my Chemistry background, and his medicine cabinet, I knew as much as most entry level Assistants. But on topic, this is why my father hates 'breaking in' new doctors.
So when he finally had to go in to see the PCP to get a prescription refill, he went in the day before to get the paperwork. He spent almost two hours filling it out, making copies to make more room, a full 12 page kind of deal. He showed up over an hour ahead of his appointment time to give the doctor time to read it. So he gets back into the room, receives the industry standard 5 minute quickie from the MD, who then says "Well Roger*, I um, don't know how to tell you this, but, um, are you aware you might be a little large?"
My father looks down at himself (remember, close to 400lbs) and deadpans "Oh MY GOD! When did that happen? I wasn't like this when I went to bed last night. It's a good thing I had these oversized clothes just laying around, or I would have had to come in here buck naked. Yes doc, I know I'm fat, what do you think I should do about it?"
pause for laughter
and there then follows several minutes of "well have you considered [drug]?" / "Yes, but if you'd read my chart you'd know I'm on [drug] and that's counter indicated." that I won't go into be A) they're not as funny, and B) if I changed his name, you really think I'm going to give you his Medical History?
Now fortunately my father is down over a hundred pounds now, but he's still a VERY big man. All of his family is. One of my great uncles refered to himself as 6'14″ because he thought 7' made him sound like a freek. Another once walked in carrying a 3 month old calf over his shoulders. Grandma was over 6' tall and the smallest of 6 kids…
Did I mention my wife is convinced Big Fish is based on my father?
How about you guys, any funny family larger than life tales?
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4:23 pm July 22, 2010
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I've got one…
My great-grandfather was a real fan of animals- my grandmother told me about all the pets she had as a kid. Cats, dogs, birds, rabbits, a flying squirrel that kept getting into the curtains and driving my great-grandmother up a wall, and a fox. The fox was kind of an accident- he'd found it next to its mother's body in a ditch, and assumed it had landed there after being hit on the road. He brought it home for his kids and nursed it back to health, which might not have been the BEST idea, but ended up being quite agreeable for all involved. My grandmother called it Tippy, because of the white tip on his tail.
Eventually, Tippy grew up and became a loud, obnoxious fox teenager. They tried to keep him outside, but he would cry all night. Eventually they let him go, and I guess he lived a nice happy life from then on out. I assume he must have reproduced- when I was growing up, all those years later, I never saw a fox except for on my grandparents' property.
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4:34 pm July 22, 2010
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Tink said:
He brought it home for his kids and nursed it back to health, which might not have been the BEST idea, but ended up being quite agreeable for all involved.
Asside, because I know Tink would enjoy this:
Study of the Molecular Basis of Tame and Aggressive Behavior in the Silver Fox Model
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8:55 am July 23, 2010
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Well, my Dad told me once that HIS father, while growing up on a farm, had to deal with a nasty bull. One day, Grandpa got pissed off enough to punch the bull square between the eyes, and killed it dead. My MOTHER tells me that this didn't actually happen. So, yeah…two different sources that weren't there for the event. Whatever.
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Do not allow yourself to ever give in to despair or self-pity…that's my job and it's copyrighted, bucko!
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12:11 am July 27, 2010
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How about this one.
My grandfather is a spider.
You read that right, and no, it's not a typo. My biological grandfather died when my mother was eleven. He believed in reincarnation, and always said he would come back as a spider, given a choice. From the time I can remember, I've known better than to squish spiders, just in case it's Grandpa.
Every time I have every been to my grandfather's grave, there has been a spider living in the flower pot. It appears to be the same one, though logic dictates that it's just generations of the same spider family who have found a convenient place to live.
The weirder part is that a spider has been present at every major event in my life. When I was on my way to my high school graduation, a spider crawled across my car window. When I graduated college, a spider was crawling up the flag pole as I had my photo taken. On my wedding day, as I stood at the altar, I looked down into my bouquet to see a beautiful little black spider sitting on one of the rose petals. A moment later it was gone. When Miles was born, there was a spider in the corner of the windowsill in my hospital room.
I find spiders to be familiar and comforting, and I have a hard time understanding people who are weirded out by them. Which makes this particular story arc somewhat less creepy than I think it's meant to be.
Is there something that doesn't bother you, even though most people freak out over it? (Like me and spiders)
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12:23 am July 27, 2010
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Post edited 12:23 am – July 27, 2010 by Forsythe
Inara, sounds like you need to read Neil Gaiman's Anansi Boys. 
But yeah, I've got a yarn to spin on that angle… I've been allergic to bees ever since I was a little kid and stepped on one. Fatally allergic. As in, if I got stung without the proper meds on me when I was younger, I'd have keeled over and died of anaphylactic shock. Yet, even so, I've always had zero fear of them – heck, I let them crawl all over my arms and legs if they've half a mind to. What it boils down to is, unless they're feeling threatened then they're just not dangerous unless you feel fear (they go nuts if they scent the pheremones that fear triggers in us)
Good question, let it roll!
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