Heh, take my eye off the ball for a second due to birthday drinkies and I miss it? Typical, eh?
Isnât this a better poster? And did you know the Kinski version is billed as an âerotic thrillerâ?
Your birthday too?
Is this like that episode of I Love Lucy, where they were in Italy and all the little Italian kids were like âitâs a my birthday tooâ?
Yeah, but just another day really, innit? Other than an excuse to indulge in BBQ meat, booze and sugary snacks without guilt, that is?
Is it not written that many small joys make up one great happiness? And isnât being slobbed out in the garden, rugby on the radio, beer in hand, boing on the tablet and BBQ in the smoker many small joys?
Canât I?
Oh⌠weirdo industry, isnât mine?
Does it? My memory fails me since I havenât worn a tie since the 2005 Emmys, and I seem to remember that a well-fitted tux feels quite spiffy, but have I felt the urge to put on the ritz since then?
Doesnât this sound somewhat far afield from the usual interests of the people I have historically categorized as âdudesâ?
You know, one thing I just love about this place is that despite the radically different backgrounds of folks here, thereâs a very nifty commonality?
Like, I havenât worn a tie since my doc told me to quit working for the civil service, but I can totally get where youâre coming from? This internet thingâs pretty damned spiffy, isnt it?
Did you know youâd regret parting with them at the time or did that come later? While I donât want to equate happiness with material things, donât we all have those items we lost in relationships that we wish we still had?
Can I say that I was happy to pay more than 3 times what I originally did for a cymbal that was discontinued by the manufacturer after I sold one decades ago to cover a minor dip in finances, for a relationship that would not last? Is it still somewhat bothersome that pieces of that drum kit will never be made again and can never be replaced?
Ainât it just? Even though I have no use for organized sports (rugby or otherwise), and I donât drink alcohol (beer or otherwise), doesnât it sound like an absolutely grand joy to hang out in your garden next to the barbecue with the Boing on?
Arenât those two things almost entirely irrelevant to enjoyment though? That when non-sportsfans and TT guests rock up, Iâm just as happy to flick some suitable music on and provide better drinks?
From my point of view, arenât you all doing that right now?
Why is Adobe Flash so F%$!&n broken?
Well, doesnât it have Klaus in it?
Anybody else buy a used tux in college, but afterwards only use it for performance art pieces until it no longer fit due to the expansion of time?
While I asume youâre talking about Klaus Kinski, Is it understandable that Iâd hijack the comment to insert Klaus Nomi into the thread?
Theyâre both thrillingly erotic, so why not?!?
Did anyone else do the same (or similar, because, to be fair, it wasnât college and it was art show opeinings, not performance art pieces), but with wedding dresses?
Isnât it true that we can all make our own professionalism? Isnât the stereotype of an academic of being insulated in an ivory tower, outside of the norms of society?
Expansion of time?
Why not use a gif or image instead?