Bananas. Diesel. Armadillos. The square root of 1,364.
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There will come a day in the not too distant future where there simply won’t be enough members to sustain The Carrier financially. There’s only a relative handful of us that post regularly compared to the official number of 91 members. The Carrier doesn’t seem likely to shut down anytime soon but in the end, Entropy always wins.
There’s roughly 30 regulars every day, we get a few that like to pop in more occasionally.
I kind of regret that a lot of people view it as ‘all or nothing’, daily posting or disappearing completely but I guess that’s how we are, creatures of habit.
As to how long it survives, I struck a hard bargain on the recent upgrade and got the domain and hosting for 3 years for the price of 18 months. We still need the subs for savng for the eventual renewal and the various paid for plugins but that’s actually for support and upgrades so the site will continue working until August 2023 even if I disappear from the face of the Earth tomorrow.
Patreon subs are interesting, some of the regulars haven’t signed up (but in cases have contributed with direct payments) but some of those that have don’t ever post or appear in the daily visitors pay their $2. All without names because I think it’s their business what they do, but some who have left have cancelled and others haven’t. I tend to assume they eventually will but we had an old member sign up last month and not post so there seems to a be a ‘lurker’ audience still. I remember on MW there was a guy who logged on every day for 4 years (I noticed as he had an amusing screen name) before he posted a single funny pic in the images thread.
I would like to see if we can get new members in some small way, this is far from Jim’s ambitions when MW was relaunched but maybe one or two now and then to keep it alive. When I have a little more spare time I have some ideas. Basically WordPress is designed as a blogging tool first and foremost so there’s a lot of scope for members to do things like post articles and link to them without the hassle of creating their own sites. I saw on Twitter some nostalgia on message boards and PJ Holden (2000ad artist) starting one back up to some enthusiasm so we may cycle over into a revival of the form, stranger things have happened.
Mostly I like that I can write a post as damned long as this one and imagine most of you have bothered to read it. Social media still seems mainly about the pithy comment or to me shouting into the ether with nobody engaging. I’m too shy to ever do so but I’ve said before there are 3 or 4 ex posters here on Twitter who issue off a missive every day to zero engagement from anyone and I want to DM and them and say ‘for fuck’s sake get back to a message board and someone will actually reply if they thought the New Mutants trailer was good or not’.
To the ‘thanks’ feature. It’s always something I have had reservations about, Jim wasn’t a fan either in the Discourse iteration for I think the same reasons, that it could end up as a popularity contest thing. At worst maybe manipulating the conversation away from unpopular opinions.
On balance though I think the latest very basic version (with no cumulative points scored) is probably the best middle ground. I rejected a dozen plugins that had ‘thumbs down’ options or star ratings because that’s a whole new can of worms. The advantage is you don’t get rather pointless repetitions of agreement. If anyone had been on a Whatsapp group where someone has posted something useful and you get 27 replies of ‘thanks’,’good idea’ etc cluttering everything up you may get the idea.
It’s always been true that the posts that generally get the most ‘likes’ are either funny jokes or someone posting positive personal news like they got a job or had a baby. It’s an easy way to acknowledge your appreciation of that without a lot of ‘congrats. or ‘ha ha very funny’ posts underneath. Which is why I wanted one that shows who likes the post as anonymously it is purely popularity stuff.
(Sorry the size of the font isn’t configurable by the way or I would have shrunk it from day one).
Thanks both of you.
Between the two of you that’s pretty much my thoughts. So now I can focus on over-writing something else.* I don’t think likes or thanks or various versions thereof is always a healthy tool.
*Now to procrastinate a little longer. Also the weather is lethargic-inducing. Blue skies and golden sunshine soon, according to David Lynch.
I was recently re-reading Iain Banks’ excellent The Crow Road, and there’s a part of it that I felt was really dated where the main character doesn’t have a modem, so gets a document he needs printed out by a friend and sent to him by post.
My sister, who lives hundreds of miles away, doesn’t have a printer, so she just sent me a document to print out here and post to her.
The square root of 1,364.
How about the derivative of x square?…
Mostly I like that I can write a post as damned long as this one and imagine most of you have bothered to read it. Social media still seems mainly about the pithy comment or to me shouting into the ether with nobody engaging. I’m too shy to ever do so but I’ve said before there are 3 or 4 ex posters here on Twitter who issue off a missive every day to zero engagement from anyone and I want to DM and them and say ‘for fuck’s sake get back to a message board and someone will actually reply if they thought the New Mutants trailer was good or not’.
Yep. fb is fine to keep up with what people are doing, but it doesn’t invite discussion, and I never got and still don’t get the appeal of Twitter. This right here is still the only place where I get to discuss this stuff in-depth, and I don’t see myself turning away from that anytime soon.
It would be nice if we could at some point reverse the trend of people leaving to people coming in. We will see though, it’s fine either way. The image of a dozen of grumpy old men and one grumpy old lady sitting at the bar that’s looked like it’s about to close for years and who just their conversation going while their Carrier arch is hurtling through space and time until either of those two runs out… it does kind of appeal to me, too. :)
I did a double-take at that.
There you go then, at the very least, they’ll take a look-see twice.
I tried saying “fluffy ducky” several times fast to see if it would end up something rude, but no luck so far.
You only have to scroll back up a little ways or did you not bother reading yourself? Okay, I know it’s a floofy chick, but that didn’t rhyme.
I think you were right first time, it’s a duck(ling) not a chick. Bill, not beak. I actually wanted Ronnie’s old bored bunny gif but couldn’t find it.
Repeating “fluffy chickie” is actually easier than fluffy ducky (and still not rude).
Tell them David has a fluffy duckie.
Maybe it should get a haircut?
I think you were right first time, it’s a duck(ling) not a chick. Bill, not beak. I actually wanted Ronnie’s old bored bunny gif but couldn’t find it.
Repeating “fluffy chickie” is actually easier than fluffy ducky (and still not rude).
Fluffy duckie fluffle duckle baby dinosaur. Oh.
Type “bored bunny gif” he’s right beside Bugs Bunny.
Duffy Flucky, or Flucky Duffy, could be rude to irishmen of that name.
this is why I like this place. I can write nonsensical or idiosyncratic stuff and not have complete strangers or very distant friends and relatives post replies of thoughtless or clueless nature.
My dad wrote a poem for my mum every day for 25 years. He wrote this one the day after she died. It's called The Cedar Room. #ALoveInVerse
Read here by @LiaBurge https://t.co/pmUMtwlCZQ pic.twitter.com/EKFYO9l0V4
— Anna Jordan (@WAPtheatre) July 25, 2020
Beautiful and sad.
What the hell is happening? When I walked to the mall I passed two girls, maybe 20 – 25 years old, who were possibly 10 centimeters taller than me. I’m 1.84, which used to be tall back in the day. Nowadays kids are like Godzilla. They looked like they could wipe the floor with me.
What the hell is happening? When I walked to the mall I passed two girls, maybe 20 – 25 years old, who were possibly 10 centimeters taller than me. I’m 1.84, which used to be tall back in the day. Nowadays kids are like Godzilla. They looked like they could wipe the floor with me.
Maybe you’re shrinking?
We were having a conversation about Greek and Roman gods and my daughter mentioned Zeus, only she pronounced it ZAY-uss because she’d learned about it from a book (a DC Superhero Girls comic, as it turns out, but that’s by the by) and that was how she read it in her mind.
I told her it was pronounced Zoose, but it got me thinking – is that the correct pronounciation or just the common modern one? Is there any reason why Zoose makes more sense than ZAY-uss or ZEE-uss? How was it pronounced by the ancient Greeks? Does anyone know?
In Sweden the pronounciation is commonly Zevs. Don’t know why.
In Sweden the pronounciation is commonly Zevs. Don’t know why.
This had crossed my mind too! Presumably it was written as Zevs. Interesting.
When I read it I pronounced it zee-us. I think I learned the proper pronunciation from Jason and the Argonauts (the Harryhausen movie), but it took me years to train myself out of saying zee-us.
I have no idea what the ancient Greeks said.
Could be. We also pronounce Euro (the currency) as Evro but that’s government mandate and stupid.
Regarding Zeus, I don’t trust the english pronounciation for accuracy one bit. None.
Presumably it was written as Zevs.
Well the Greeks would have written it Ζεύς.
But the Romans would probably have written Zevs (a U sound is written as V in Latin).
https://forvo.com/word/%CE%B6%CE%B5%CF%8D%CF%82/
According to this site, it’s pronounced sort of like Deus, which come to think of it makes total sense regarding the meaning of the word Deus.
But the Romans would probably have written Zevs (a U sound is written as V in Latin).
are you sure? I think the Romans would have written it like this. Ivpiter and pronounced it like this: Yoo pit er
Ran it through Google Translate:
https://translate.google.com/#view=home&op=translate&sl=auto&tl=en&text=%CE%96%CE%B5%CF%8D%CF%82
We were having a conversation about Greek and Roman gods and my daughter mentioned Zeus, only she pronounced it ZAY-uss because she’d learned about it from a book (a DC Superhero Girls comic, as it turns out, but that’s by the by) and that was how she read it in her mind.
I told her it was pronounced Zoose, but it got me thinking – is that the correct pronounciation or just the common modern one? Is there any reason why Zoose makes more sense than ZAY-uss or ZEE-uss? How was it pronounced by the ancient Greeks? Does anyone know?
I know the answer from a bloke who specialised in Proto-Corinthian pottery and another guy who studied Ancient Greek and worked on digs somewhere Minoan and the Greek guy who likes philosophising about percolating coffee. Couple others, but they’re the most recently relevant.
Also, both Ancient and Modern Greek change the forms of nouns depending on the role in the sentence. Usually, this meant changing just the ending, but the name Zeus was suppletive- it could change to dee plus an ending.
So let’s look at a few sentences:
zday-oos cheated on Hera
The mortal woman saw dee-ah
Heracles is dee-ohs son
The Athenians offered a bull to dee-ee
In German, you pronounce it “Tsoys”.
So Doctor Zaius rather than Doctor Seuss?
Have you shown your daughter this already, Dave?
Have you shown your daughter this already, Dave?
It has been a meme in our house for about two years now.
(Every so often, someone will shout “help, the human’s about to escape!” and then we have to do the whole thing.)
One of the true joys of having kids is them getting to the age when they can enjoy the Simpsons.
I know the answer
And it is…?
42
I know the answer
And it is…?
Something Bernadette knows.
I know the answer
And it is…?
42
Your math is off.
Pfft. There are only ten digits. I know them all.
Pfft. There are only ten digits. I know them all.
You think that’s clever? I know all five words: man, camera, television … uh … dammit, I had this…
I love this quote from the director of Flash Gordon:
“The BFI arranged a big screening at the British Museum in 2014,” he says. “I was just going to introduce it – Brian Blessed was there, so I really shouldn’t have bothered – but I ended up sitting and watching it all the way through. I had a great time. The way it looked on the big screen was amazing.”
A guy in the class above mine just posted on Facebook he’s become a grandfather. He should be 49 at the most.
That is the first (I did have a false alarm a few years back with a girl in the year below but it turned out she married an older guy and they were step-kids).
This is good advice (and it resonated because the example used was the same as mine):
https://www.lifehacker.com.au/2020/08/replace-the-little-things-that-annoy-you/
We had a non-stick pan that was maybe 15 years old; it didn’t do a great job but it seemed wasteful to replace it, even though it was a pain to use and to clean every single time. We got a new one and now, even months later, every time we use it we’re impressed and happy that it’s so much easier.
This is not good advice, still it resonates. Also funny:
https://www.mcsweeneys.net/articles/the-corporation-from-alien-shares-its-reopening-plan
Be all you can be! Be Weyland-Yutani Corp. Strong! Youths who are no longer vent-sized will be sent to labour alongside their parents.
Q: How can you send us back out there, you heartless robot sociopaths?
A: We know this is a stressful time of transition, but please refrain from using hurtful rhetoric. Don’t panic!
Heh. Now Ripley is a crazy cat lady. I don’t know what she has to complain about. She should be grateful they’ve provided a communal flamethrower complete with sign-out sheet at reception.
The madam opened the brothel door in Butte and saw a rather dignified, a well-dressed, good-looking man in his late fifties.
May I help you sir?” she asked.
The man replied, “I want to see Valerie.”
“Sir, Valerie is one of our most expensive ladies. Perhaps you would prefer someone else”, said the madam.
He replied, “No, I must see Valerie.”
Just then, a gorgeous Valerie appeared and announced to the man she charged $5,000 a visit. Without hesitation, the man pulled out five thousand dollars and gave it to Valerie, and they went upstairs. After an hour, the man calmly left.
The next night, the man appeared again, once more demanding to see Valerie. Valerie explained that no one had ever come back two nights in a row as she was too expensive. “There are no discounts. The price is still $5,000.” Again, the man pulled out the money, gave it to Valerie, and they went upstairs. After an hour, he left.
The following night the man was there yet again. Everyone was astounded that he had come for a third consecutive night, but he paid Valerie and they went upstairs.
After their session, Valerie said to the man, “No one has ever been with me three nights in a row”. Where are you from?”
The man replied, “Great Falls.”
“Really,” she said. “I have family in Great Falls.”
“I know.” the man said. “Your sister died, and I am her attorney. She asked me to give you your $15,000 inheritance.”
The moral of this story is that three things in life are certain:
1. Death
2. Taxes
3. Being screwed by a lawyer!
Tim, I was depending on you to tell me what he’s on about.
I feel so relieved already. I thought it was just me.
Tim, you’ve never been to Great Falls, have you? What about Butte?*
*(which, for those of you non-Murricans, is pronounced “byoot”; get your minds out of the gutter!)
Ohhh. I didn’t read it as “Great Falls.”
And good to know, I thought Butte was pronounced But-té when really it’s an Aussie outpost.
I think I have just ordered a CD by a Russian violinist from a German web site, with the help of Google translate and a bit of guesswork.
What I’ve actually done is any body’s guess
All I know is that zahlungspflichtig bestellen and Ich habe die Allgemeinen Geschäftsbedingungen gelesen und stimme diesen ausdrücklich zu and also Ich habe die Widerrufsbelehrung gelesen.
What’s the worst that can happen?
😮
David! This is a family board!
Dalhart, TX is located closer to six other state capitals than to Texas’ capital of Austin.
In surface mileage (over major highways), Dalhart is:
– 570 miles from Austin, Texas
– 261 miles from Santa Fe, New Mexico
– 313 miles from Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
– 348 miles from Denver, Colorado
– 461 miles from Topeka, Kansas
– 448 miles from Cheyenne, Wyoming
– 544 miles from Lincoln, Nebraska
I’m not surprised. West Texas is a whole lot of nothing and I mean A WHOLE LOT. I had to drive through it once.
Hell, Houston to El Paso is about a 9-10 hour drive.
There is a map at the No. 1 British Flying Training School Museum in Terrell, TX that was used to train British pilots. Different cities and town in Texas and the US were selected as they represented actual distances to European targets. From this link (video in the link):
When these pilots flew down interstate 20, they had to put themselves in another place in order to get an idea of what it would be like flying over Europe. The school made a map that would represent that distances between cities in the old world with towns here in Texas and close by. “This is a representation of a training map that they used here at the school, during the war. And on it, Terrell represents London…Terrell to Berlin, which is very close to Pine Bluff, Arkansas. And that gives people, especially visitors, an opportunity to make it relative… [From Dover to Dunkirk] 15 miles…Very, very close,” said Rudy. “And you’ll notice that England fits nicely within the state of Texas with a little overlap into Oklahoma [and that is starting in between Waco and Dallas].”
West Texas is a whole lot of nothing
West Texas is home to Big Bend National Park and Guadalupe Mountain National Park, both uniquely beautiful.
Marfa!
I was going to mention Marfa, but it was ultimately it did not live up to its hype as “artistic center of Texas”. The National Parks were much more inspiring.
I was going to mention Marfa
I was going to mention Marfa
Except Jerry didn’t. It was me. Look what yous made me do!
Ah, to all intents and purposes, Martha/Marfa is such a trivial thing to you all. I only mentioned it as a joke. Also, an artist away with the fairies advised once, if in Marfa, DON’T follow the lights. (Perchance Jerry has the answer to that one). I dunno. All I know for sure is, time and again, not just here, I’ll say something – exceedingly important or exceptionally mundane = tumbleweed unless they expect to agree with me or until it gets repeated by someone blokey. What even is that?
You guys dont know tgis but my mothers name is Marfa.
Also, an artist away with the fairies advised once, if in Marfa, DON’T follow the lights. (Perchance Jerry has the answer to that one).
This is all I got: Marfa lights
I hope you all saw what I did there.
I hope you all saw what I did there.
You got hammered and posted?
I hope you all saw what I did there.
You got hammered and posted?
I thought that was quite plane.
I hate it when you guys start to screw around and then the thread gets all mucked and stripped down
Don’t be such a tool, Don.
Bernadette is great
Bernadette is great
Float like a B, sting like a butterfly.
How are your Hollow Knight handses today?
Sore. No games tonight but there is a few things left to attempt in that one before i mmove onto the next thing
The best way to ease Hollow Knight hands is to tell me another Tim-tale.
Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess named Bernadette to a tribe of weird curmudgeonly internet blokes.
And they all lived happily ever after until one day the evil Vexazarmortronax kidnapped the tribe with magic cupcakes and Bernadette had to save them through the power of cuddles.
But the wicked wizard Trigazaxanostranoz stopped Bernadette and kidnapped her away to the Valley of the Fallen Puppies. Vexazarmortonox emerged from their cave, angry and gave chase In the end, Bernadette said that Trigazaxanostranoz and Vexazarmortronox were made for each other and so the wicked wizard and the evil NO-DESCRIPTIVE-WORD-USED became best friends and everything was okay forevermore untilsuchtime as the Earth implodes or maybe Bovy comes back :shrug emoji: :face palm emoji: :smiling poop emoji:.
What happens next?
Ummmm
So the mooon… the moon was actually a spider from another dimension and, uummmm.. There’s a cult which is sort of like a harem. And there’s a chemical engineer with multiple personalities? From the future? Who…. like lasers?
Ooh and there’s this giant whale thing from the ocean which everyone is trying to get to. Maybe so it can fight the moon spider thing
Oh and the emotion of guilt has been wiped from the collective memory of the world, along with the cities of colorado and lagos.
And Benadette has to save everyone, along with her trusty sidekick Mr Barks and Harriet the Bird.
Does she have to save everyone? Seems like an awful lot of work by herself. What if Mr Barks and Harriet the Bird decide to venture off with the whale to howl at the moon whilst the chemical engineer engages in multiple moon cheese fondue melts through the power of……ummmm lasers deployed by his culty harem?
No fair enough.
So actually what happens is Mr Barks saves everyone while Bernadette has a mojito.
But then I’d feel guilty (although mojito sounds good). I’m not one to follow the herd mentality so that would override the whole wiping from the collective memory thing. Mr Barks needs her aid. She could do with some human sidekicks and a yacht, definitely a yacht, so she can go fishing with the whale for sea horses to carry her and her someone into the sunset.
It does make sense. First Street might be called something else such as Main Street. Main Street or First Street could be named after someone like President Biden. Or the town could have a prominent landmark like a tree so First Street could be Oak Street or Jerry’s Secret Moonbase Street. (He should probably re-name it First Street, it’s a bit of a giveaway).
My new bête noire is driving scenes in TV shows – they’re almost always badly done. It’s bad enough when the driver of a car doesn’t look at the road for seconds at a time, but I watched a show recently where the steering wheel of the car didn’t move. The actor had to run her hands round the unmoving wheel as the car turned corners – it was hilariously distracting. I’ve become hyper-aware of it recently and it can really take you out of the moment.
George W. Bush made the same career change Hitler did but in reverse.
My new bête noire is driving scenes in TV shows – they’re almost always badly done. It’s bad enough when the driver of a car doesn’t look at the road for seconds at a time, but I watched a show recently where the steering wheel of the car didn’t move. The actor had to run her hands round the unmoving wheel as the car turned corners – it was hilariously distracting. I’ve become hyper-aware of it recently and it can really take you out of the moment.
There’s a lovely bit in Amélie about bad driving scenes in old movies.
My new bête noire is driving scenes in TV shows – they’re almost always badly done. It’s bad enough when the driver of a car doesn’t look at the road for seconds at a time, but I watched a show recently where the steering wheel of the car didn’t move. The actor had to run her hands round the unmoving wheel as the car turned corners – it was hilariously distracting. I’ve become hyper-aware of it recently and it can really take you out of the moment.
It really is amazing that they still do this so badly in so many shows today.
An old friend of mine messaged me yesterday as someone had posted a 1 hour video of people in a nightclub in the early 90s in Vimeo. She asked if one of the people dancing was me (it definitely was).
Outside of that rare 5 seconds of me 25 years ago though what’s notable all the way through is a lot of people being pissed off at being filmed. Quite a change from the Instagram generation.
Uhm… we’re going to need to see that video.
People who can’t distinguish between etymology and entomology bug me in ways I cannot put into words.
People who can’t distinguish between etymology and entomology bug me in ways I cannot put into words.
Not only that, but there is something seriously fishy about ichthyology.
What’s bugging me is I don’t know what kind of dog Mr. Barks is.