|
citizen_erased
|
 |
« Reply #125 on: February 04, 2012, 08:56:24 pm » |
|
Perchance should we start a thread to discuss sociopathy, instead of filling up the gah thread with our ramblings.
I think we should. *nod nod* |
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
|
|
|
|
Evelyn Adler
|
|
« Reply #126 on: February 04, 2012, 10:24:27 pm » |
|
A very weird gah, Sherlock-related, is that I can`t seem to figure out what that "clue" is that Moffat keeps talking about, and thus can`t figure out any theories as to how Sherlock did that at the end of series 2. Like, who`s involved, how did he do it. I have several half-finished theories going around in my head but ugh, I just can`t piece it all together somehow. I`ll probably actually be drawing things out in schedules by next week, out of sheer frustration XD (I can get near obsessed with things like this, so I`m guessing this will plague me for quite a while until I either have a satisfying theory or have just given up and am waiting for season 3. Unless something new pops up somewhere.)
I just created a thread for this discussion: http://brassgoggles.co.uk/forum/index.php/topic,34828.0.html  We can share our pet theories and general Sherlock discussion there! |
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
Be daring, be different, be impractical, be anything that will assert integrity of purpose and imaginative vision against the play-it-safers, the creatures of the commonplace, the slaves of the ordinary. (Cecil Beaton)
|
|
|
|
citizen_erased
|
|
« Reply #127 on: February 04, 2012, 11:36:45 pm » |
|
I just had a discussion with my mom. Somehow, she refuses to accept that people simply aren`t all equally intelligent. She doesn`t want to hear of more intelligent or less intelligent people, and she seems to take offence when I remark on intelligence-related topics.
She`s done it before. Apparantly, I`m arrogant, and not acceptive of people of other levels of study, because I did one of the higher levels (we have 3 levels in the Netherlands, my entire family did the "lowest" one, I did the middle one and could`ve done the highest one, except that I didn`t care one bit in high school and just kind of breezed my way through instead).
The rest of my family does it as well. When I was talking to my sister the other day, and mentioned that research has shown higher educated people tend to get children later in life than lower educated people, she was all offended (she`s 25, is married and has two children).
Nevermind the fact that I`m horrible at social things, that I call my family for advice on simple (often household related) things that I can`t figure out, no, ofcourse I`m arrogant and think I`m way smarter than them. *sigh*
|
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
|
|
|
|
Xenos
|
|
« Reply #128 on: February 04, 2012, 11:43:46 pm » |
|
Money. It's never there long. Bills pretty much killed what little bit I had left after paying Big Brother. Lots of bills.
It's ok, though. I DID manage to get my wife a couple of things she's always wanted, and a damn nice camera-so it's not ALL bad...
But I won't get my new bass. Nor will I get some much needed boots...
|
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
Once you realize what a joke everything is, being the Comedian is the only thing that makes sense.
|
|
|
Capt. Dirigible
Rogue Ætherlord
 United Kingdom
Shirts?.....I got plenty at 'ome.
|
|
« Reply #129 on: February 04, 2012, 11:54:41 pm » |
|
The bloody snow has arrived in east London...  |
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
I say, Joe it's jolly frightening out here.
Nonsense dear boy, you should be more like me.
But look at you! You're shaking all over!
Shaking? You silly goose! I'm just doing the Watusi
|
|
|
|
neon_suntan
|
|
« Reply #130 on: February 04, 2012, 11:58:45 pm » |
|
The bloody snow has arrived in east London... Although to be fair it's only been literally bloody in the Whitechapel Area... |
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
|
|
|
|
Evelyn Adler
|
|
« Reply #131 on: February 05, 2012, 12:15:22 am » |
|
The bloody snow has arrived in east London... You made me scream - after I looked out of the window!  |
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
|
|
|
|
Sir A Poiselamppe
|
|
« Reply #132 on: February 05, 2012, 12:49:09 am » |
|
Trip to HAstings cancelled.... Chas is ill and roads becoming dangerous due to the snow and it would take 2+ hours to get there at the rate people drive in this weather.....  |
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
|
|
|
|
LukeHogbin
|
|
« Reply #133 on: February 05, 2012, 02:12:25 am » |
|
Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition.
The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.
Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
|
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
I have defied Gods and Demons. I am your shield; I am your sword. I know you: your past, your future. This is the way the world ends.
|
|
|
|
DrArclight
|
|
« Reply #134 on: February 05, 2012, 02:35:05 am » |
|
Apparently water heater sizes have changed in the last few years. I couldn't find one small enough to fit in the top of my pantry like my existing one so I have no choice but to put the new water heater in an outbuilding and bury an insulated line under the house. $500 in materials later I have most of what I'm going to need. Thank God for good friends who happen to run an equipment rental business. They're loaning me a ditch witch to dig the trench so I don't have to do it by hand.
|
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
|
|
|
|
ForestB
|
|
« Reply #135 on: February 05, 2012, 04:25:20 am » |
|
While around the house tonight, in the process of commandeering a pillow from a sleeping child who has them ALL, my brass goggles ring slipped off my finger into the pile of bedding on which said child was ensconced... Oh well, it will turn up in the morning hopefully...
|
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
|
|
|
|
helios
|
|
« Reply #136 on: February 05, 2012, 11:08:42 am » |
|
Friend of mine's visiting her parents in Brisbane for the week. She's two days in, and she and her mother have already clashed badly enough to leave my friend in tears.
I can't go help her, and I can't afford to bring her home.
|
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
In smoggiest day, in sooted night no ignorance shall escape my sight. Let those who worship ignorance's might, beware my power... Brass Goggles light! |
|
|
|
The Bullet
|
|
« Reply #137 on: February 05, 2012, 10:30:16 pm » |
|
Got a spirit-fired gauge 1 loco some time ago, dating from pre-1900
Thing had been "restored by someone without any knowledge
Whistle was wrong way round lever not moveable, stuck between cab roof and boiler. GAH!
Bits&bobs missing. GAAH!
All beautiful patina polished away. GAAAAAAAAH!
Repainted in garish colours (like a parrot) GAAAAAAAAAAH!
The paint used was not heat resistant and came off in big flakes during the test steam-up today. GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
And we head for the grand finale:
The least accessible steam pipe has a leak, will have to take the whole thing apart completely.
GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!
So what seemed like a quick restoration (new glands, some adjustments and a paintjob) turns out to be a full restoration.
It might take some time before you can read about the first test run in the "happy"-thread.
BEst regards
The bullet
|
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
If brute force does not work....you´re not using enough of it.
|
|
|
|
Gwenifer Scorpio
|
|
« Reply #138 on: February 05, 2012, 11:57:31 pm » |
|
My GAH today....
I just kind of suck at life.
Nuf said.
|
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
Miss Scarlett in the library with the candlestick!
Gwenifer H. Scorpio, O.S.E., CALES Alumni |
|
|
|
psn1der
Guest
|
|
« Reply #139 on: February 06, 2012, 12:18:31 am » |
|
Maybe Life should mind it's manners and be nicer to YOU, Gwenifer!
Have a better rest of your day.
|
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
|
|
|
elShoggotho
Rogue Ætherlord
 Germany
Tinkering for its own sake
|
|
« Reply #140 on: February 06, 2012, 03:34:11 am » |
|
Dear people of the world whom I don't know yet: Please keep your private affairs to yourself. If I wanted to know about your religion, I'd ask. GRAH!
|
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
DAMN YOU LINEAR CAUSALITY!!!! DAMN YOU TO HELL!!!!!
|
|
|
|
Banfili
|
|
« Reply #141 on: February 06, 2012, 10:03:33 am » |
|
Getting my House & Contents Policy Renewal with a 700%, yes, 700% increase in the premium - $684-odd annually to $5778+ annually!! The monthly payments would have gone from $60.51 (which is manageable) to $486-odd, which is totally ludicrous. Needless to say I don't insure with them any more!! Now have a policy at roughly the same price as I was paying before.
|
|
|
|
« Last Edit: February 06, 2012, 10:05:56 am by Banfili »
|
Logged
|
|
|
|
|
DrArclight
|
|
« Reply #142 on: February 07, 2012, 01:31:48 am » |
|
My gah of the moment: Having to hide how I feel about someone from certain members of my family because they don't approve of said person, when all I want to do is talk about how happy that person makes me. The other part of the gah is not being able to see that person for another few days.
|
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
|
|
|
Siliconous Skumins
Board Moderator
Zeppelin Overlord
United Kingdom
|
|
« Reply #143 on: February 07, 2012, 02:34:28 am » |
|
I was moving something on my widows sill in my front room, accidentally knocked over a bit of steampunky equipment, which then promptly send one of my plants flying. Quick as a flash I grabbed the plant in mid-air and saved it.... ....Then about 10 nanoseconds later I realized it was one of my CACTUS PLANTS. And it just so happend to be a Opuntia microdasys, which some of you may know as "Bunny Ears Cactus", and may have dealt with in the past. For those who haven't, while it does NOT have any spiky thorny bits, it does have something worse - fine hair-like needles that easily detach and embed deeply into the skin (and are particularly unpleasant to deal with). I managed to grab the the 'fun' parts with both hands... Needless to say my next words...: GAAAAAAARRRRRRR-FFFFFF**************KING-RRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHH-BAAA************DD!!!!  That was several hours ago, and I'm still picking the damned things out of my skin (despite using several bits of industrial grade Duct tape!).  SS |
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
Quidquid latine dictum sit, altum sonatur.
|
|
|
|
walkthebassline
|
|
« Reply #144 on: February 07, 2012, 02:59:05 am » |
|
A minor and petty GAH from me.
My family and I were invited out to dinner tonight, to a very nice restaurant. Wonderful; lovely. I was thrilled to go. In fact I headed there straight from work because it was the opposite direction as my house. The menu looked superb; fresh seafood, creative and appetizing recipes, and I wasn't going to be footing the bill. Awesome. Then we realize that our hosts are ordering off the "Early Dinner" menu; not a big deal, the dishes are a lot plainer but they are also cheaper, and it wasn't a cheap place. So we ordered, and the food arrived. Nothing bad (other than some very undercooked broccoli), but definitely not worth the money; not by a long shot. The conversation was boring; utterly forgettable. I found myself texting and checking facebook on my phone, not because the conversation was awkward and I wanted to ignore it, but because there was nothing to talk about. Then we went back to their house for dessert, and it was more of the same. Boring and bland, both the food and the company. Only a nice cup of oolong managed to salvage the evening from being a total loss.
Now, I know this sounds petty. Yes, I got a free meal at a nice establishment. Yes, I got to spend time with friends. But really I would have liked nothing more than to go home after a day at the office and relax; if I want to eat grilled salmon and rice, I could do that at home. It was just a letdown.
|
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
"Well, I don't really think that the end can be assessed as of itself as being the end because what does the end feel like? It's like saying when you try to extrapolate the end of the universe, you say, if the universe is indeed infinite, then how - what does that mean? How far is all the way, and then if it stops, what's stopping it, and what's behind what's stopping it? So, what's the end, you know, is my question to you."
~ David St. Hubbins
|
|
|
|
Gwenifer Scorpio
|
|
« Reply #145 on: February 07, 2012, 03:19:32 am » |
|
Finding a place to live in a pain the cogs. I'd be happy moving in with several people but for my price range, it's night impossible to find something. *le sigh*
|
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
|
|
|
|
D.Oakes
|
|
« Reply #146 on: February 07, 2012, 05:53:07 am » |
|
It's cold, money is running low, gas tank is running low, and the job hunt is going awful. I've managed to sell some of my old reenacting gear, but it's still not quite enough to make the cell phone bill. I've got some money coming in at the end of the month, but until then it is an uphill battle. At least we have a roof over our heads.
|
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
|
|
|
|
Lady Ava
|
|
« Reply #147 on: February 07, 2012, 10:51:11 am » |
|
Meeting today about some shop space, I have NO IDEA how this will pan out, what to take, what to say, anything!
|
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
''I'm a loose bolt in a complete machine. What a match! I'm half-doomed and you're semi-sweet.'' "You want steampunk to be a novelty, a LOLcat, a meme. I want it to be my life. Which of us is going to fight harder for it?" - Dimitri Markotin *DISCLAIMER* This dungeon is fictional, and any similarities to other dungeons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.  http://www.facebook.com/avasapparelMention you're from BG when ordering for free shipping! http://www.etsy.com/shop/AshleighEllanUse 'AVA10' for 10% off! |
|
|
|
greatestescaper
|
|
« Reply #148 on: February 07, 2012, 03:46:58 pm » |
|
When I arrived in Texas in October it was to an apartment that was unfurnished, needed a stove, a replacement of at least one bedroom door and a serious cleaning. I was waiting for a friend to arrive from Houston, in probably a week or two within my arrival. So my girlfriend and her roommate graciously let me stay with them. Before I knew it, in all the excitement, it was November. I had paid the deposit, the first month's rent, and now the second. My friend had been delayed in getting here. He finally shows up unannounced, at 11pm on a Sunday night. My girlfriend had to leave the house at 7 in the morning for class. Also, that Friday we were flying to her folks house for a week to visit for the Thanks Giving Holiday. So he and I take a slight camping trip, to keep him out of the house and figure out where he is and where he's going. I know his life is turned upside down. When I still lived in New York he was left on my doorstep by his fiancee, turned ex-fiancee, the week she was supposed to be moving to Houston (this was last St Patrick's day). So I am aware that his life is in turmoil. As he's aware that mine is. It was through this friend that I met my lovely girlfriend. They were very close friends these last 2 years. Since the summer however he has been increasingly a flake, increasingly unreliable, and increasingly dependent on us. Back to November 2011, we come home from camping after 3 days (on my girlfriend's advice), he goes home to Houston, we go on to see her folks. December comes, no Taylor. We leave at the end of the semester to see our parents and families back home, her to her folks, me to mine. Taylor, our friend, who has been complaining about the "family issues that kept him in Houston" is, in the mean time between Thanks Giving and New Years, going on ski trips, to Costa Rica, and spending a good deal of time in Galveston. So now, in mid-January, he arrives here, once again, unannounced and annoyed that our apartment is not furnished. There's no stove still and I haven't turned on the electric and stocked the fridge. Well I let all that slide, he stayed with us for the weekend, well he agreed to. So we could actually have a bit of a celebration together, and then on Monday we'd start getting the apartment in gear. Saturday afternoon he took off and we didn't see him til Tuesday. When he brought two friends over expecting us to cook. Ditching us and our plans. For the next week and a half he was in and out, complaining our place was not ready. Yet everytime I mentioned going to do work there or deal with it, he was off, once even to drive a hundred miles to go hiking for the day (that time he was annoyed I didn't want to accompany him). The two times we took him out with friends in town we were embarrassed at his behavior. Then he started complaining about us, that the food wasn't as good as elsewhere and such.
During this time I was dealing with the Landlady, trying to get an oven, and the water on as well as the electric company which couldn't seem to get the electric turned on. All this time also I've been the only one paying rent. And since he showed up, we've been covering his groceries too. We come to find out that while he was in Houston still, he was dating and going to parties. The one job he had he lost for telling inappropriate jokes. And that his parents were going to give him 500 bucks a month to stay out here. That's more than what I've been paying in rent. The agreement was for him to pay half the rent, half the electric, if he wanted cable he could cover that (I don't need it) and whatever he wanted in groceries. Also, when he showed up he brought a cat. We told him that our apartment does not allow pets. And Lauren's roommate has a beautiful, friendly border collie. Luckily, Lauren's roommate and her dog both love cats. But still, we're not your minions.
Finally, on about the end of his first week of his being here, he was watching tv in the living room while we had gone to bed. It was after 11. Once I asked him to turn it down, twice my girlfriend. The second time he didn't even respond, except to complain when she walked over and turned it down. The next day we asked him to find another friend to stay with while the apartment gets sorted. I had fixed the problem with the electric. We should be able to get setup within a day or two. (he'd been staying other places in the mean-time when it was convinient for him). And more importantly asked him what the hell was going on because this was not the guy we've been friends with these past few years. So he stormed out, we gave him the weekend to cool off. Tried to get a hold of him and couldn't. A week goes by. During that week I realize that I've been a complete fool. I could've spent a third of the money just moving in with my girlfriend and her roommate. Who enjoy having me there, and not just because of my cooking. Not to mention even if my place was furnished all the time I'd be spending there. So that and a few other changes in plans, I'm trying to get a hold of Taylor and find out what's going on. We've still got some of his belongings and his cat. If he wants the place I'll help him get set up but I'm moving out. Finally he's calls me Saturday morning and leaves a message: "Yo, where are you? I need to pick up my cat."
Every Saturday since I moved here I do the same thing. Ride into town and attend the farmer's market. I come home for lunch and from there it's a mystery. He called at about 10, farmer's marked time, and I didn't answer or even look at my phone 'till I got home. After all of that I didn't feel like being the one to call back. After all of this, he could swing by the house, or give me another call. If it was urgent he would. Or he would call or text Lauren. He did none of this. No word the rest of the weekend, even when we reached out. Finally yesterday I get word that he can't take the cat now. He was going to see his family Saturday and that's why he needed us in the morning....and now he can't take it because he's living in the dorms and they don't allow pets. O and I should look into just moving in with Lauren.
GAH!
This mind you, is the abridged version. Without all the lies and just lack of information that has been ongoing since July. When he promised to pick Lauren up at the airport and drive her the 8 hours from Houston to Alpine. But he canceled, when she arrived in Houston, so that he could go on a date. Leaving her to then find a Greyhound that took almost 24 hours to get just outside, like 60 miles, from Alpine. And then find someone in town to drive out and pick her up in the middle of the night. He actually pulled that a second time as well. Leaving her to find her way home from Dallas.
|
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
"Your reality, sir, is lies and balderdash and I'm delighted to say that I have no grasp of it whatsoever." -Baron Munchausen
|
|
|
Capt. Dirigible
Rogue Ætherlord
United Kingdom
Shirts?.....I got plenty at 'ome.
|
|
« Reply #149 on: February 07, 2012, 04:47:49 pm » |
|
I appear to have developed a 'Heel Spur' which is very painful and causing me quite a lot of distress. I'm sure I damaged my foot by wearing tight riding boots all day while schlepping up and down cobbled streets in Lincoln at the second Asylum and now I'm paying for that in spades! But, fortunately, (through my employer) I have private medical insurance and want to see a specialist to get this sorted as soon as possible..(in just under a month I will be trekking up Watkin Path with the rest of the 3rd F&M in North Wales and I don't want to be hobbling). So this morning I had to go see my GP in order for her to recommend a specialist before my insurers would agree to pay (they don't pay out for 'self diagnosis' apparently ). However, my GP noticed that I was 'over 50' and hadn't had a 'full health check' and said it was very important that I make an appointment to have said check. So I'm going back on Monday. Of course it wasn't til I'd left the surgery that I realised that 'full health check' is a medical euphemism for 'prostate examination' . I know it's very important to get these things checked..after all, my uncle was diagnosed with prostate cancer...but it's just..you know...one of those examinations. I hope that I at least have hiccups on the day of the examination. fans of QI may recall Stephen Fry informing us that 'rectal digital massage' is the only true guarenteed cure for hiccups... |
|
|
|
|
Logged
|
|
|
|
|
