Actually, I check the site multiple times daily. I don't respond to everything. I just enjoy reading other people's comments. Often someone will say something better than I could and so they get an "Agree" instead of an actual comment. I bet there's a lot of people that come by and check us out after listening to the podcast, but they never sign up.
Proof that not everyone is culturally with the times. The Age of Ultron trailer was on before American Sniper(excellent), the lady next to me in her 50's leans to her husband and says what is this.
"Bucky Barnes - The Winter Soldier" is one seriously trippy book.
I loved where Original Sin left Winter Soldier and I was excited to read stories about his new role. However, this book is just terrible..the story isn't engaging and the art..woof..horrible.
I have heard through 2nd hand sources that there is a “50 Shades of M.O.D.O.K” novel on the internets. And if there isn’t, I will make sure that there is one as soon as possible…
I have heard through 2nd hand sources that there is a “50 Shades of M.O.D.O.K” novel on the internets. And if there isn’t, I will make sure that there is one as soon as possible…
""Oh, fuck the paperwork, I WILL NOT BE A PRISONER OF MY OWN RED TAPE, WOMAN," he howls. He floats toward me, the metal carapace necessary to prevent his enormous head from crushing the rest of his tiny little skeleton pushing me against the wall of the elevator. Before I know it, he’s got both of my hands in a vice-like grip above my head with a retractable clamp I didn’t see him deploy and he’s pinning me to the wall using his shriveled legs. Holy shit. Another appendage - it is becoming apparent that his suit contains many - grabs my ponytail and yanks down, bringing my face up, and his gigantic lips are on mine. It’s only just not painful. I moan into his mouth, which encompasses most of my head now, giving his tongue an opening. He takes full advantage, the very tip of his skateboard-sized tongue swiping back and forth across my mouth. I have never been kissed like this."
The washington post ran a story that 45% of americans believe in astrology. In2006 it was 32%.
I have noticed that people in the US are moving back to believing in things that aren't provable and rejecting science. The whole "anti-vaxx" thing shows that.
The washington post ran a story that 45% of americans believe in astrology. In2006 it was 32%.
I have noticed that people in the US are moving back to believing in things that aren't provable and rejecting science. The whole "anti-vaxx" thing shows that.
I don't get it.
It's because the truth can be scary. Humans, in general, have a hard time dealing with things outside of their personal sphere. It's part of our biology. Ideologies, be they political, mystical, or what have you, provide a “safety in numbers” type of thinking that allows us to get on with our day without having to worry about those big, complicated, scary facts of life that the human mind isn't really wired to handle on a constant basis.
As our personal worlds become more and more globalized, it's only natural that we (the human race) tend to rely more and more on ideologies. We are tribal by nature. It's what helped us survive as a species, and what prevents us from ever truly uniting on a grand scale.
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Actually, I check the site multiple times daily. I don't respond to everything. I just enjoy reading other people's comments. Often someone will say something better than I could and so they get an "Agree" instead of an actual comment. I bet there's a lot of people that come by and check us out after listening to the podcast, but they never sign up.
I haven't looked at thread in almost 2000 posts I'm not about to start now.
They are really good this year. The Warriors/ Hawks game was one the best regular season hawks games I've seen.
He was the monkey boy who laughed while he could! (And kept his car keys in his shirt pocket.)
Yeah, I'm not a huge fan if Bucky's current book. I feel like the trip pines is a throwback to Steranko or something, but I'm just not into it.
A sample:
""Oh, fuck the paperwork, I WILL NOT BE A PRISONER OF MY OWN RED TAPE, WOMAN," he howls. He floats toward me, the metal carapace necessary to prevent his enormous head from crushing the rest of his tiny little skeleton pushing me against the wall of the elevator. Before I know it, he’s got both of my hands in a vice-like grip above my head with a retractable clamp I didn’t see him deploy and he’s pinning me to the wall using his shriveled legs. Holy shit. Another appendage - it is becoming apparent that his suit contains many - grabs my ponytail and yanks down, bringing my face up, and his gigantic lips are on mine. It’s only just not painful. I moan into his mouth, which encompasses most of my head now, giving his tongue an opening. He takes full advantage, the very tip of his skateboard-sized tongue swiping back and forth across my mouth. I have never been kissed like this."
I don't get it.
As our personal worlds become more and more globalized, it's only natural that we (the human race) tend to rely more and more on ideologies. We are tribal by nature. It's what helped us survive as a species, and what prevents us from ever truly uniting on a grand scale.
Sorry, just feeling a little philosophical today.
The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork.
Or, just asking what Marcellas Wallace Looks like.