Nothing tastes as good as redressing the depredations of the wicked feels.
There is nothing so depredating as a wicked feel.
The Wicked Feels is the name of my new band.
There is nothing so wicked as a depredating feel.
Nothing tastes the wicked depredations. Good redressing.
If someone has to get redressed afterwards, it must have been a pretty wicked feel.
It would appear that candy bars are overrated.
I think you're remembering that Suicidal Tendencies video, and all he wanted was a Pepsi.
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Sorry to interfere with Standpipe's post, but I just heard that the head farmer of our local CSA has been ousted replaced. I know him. He's a friend, and has been here numerous times for dinner and a movie. My housemate and I basically referred him for the job. Oh, shit.
I think I'll make a phone call to see if people are okay. Life beckons, lest we become pathetic.
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In that moment I conceived of what it is to be pathetic.
Depends on the candy bar.
In what way was my wretched epiphany dependent on the particulars of the candy bar?
Pathetic or pitiable?
These are synonymous in my idiolect. Please to elaborate.
I have to admit that this post surprised me, as I had assumed that Standpipe was much older than I; if his "childhood" overlapped with the heyday of the Disney Afternoon, however, then he and I are likely contemporaries.
13: wouldn't'a been the same if he wanted a blowjob.
I feel like I'm missing something. Should I be looking up "candy bar" on Urban Dictionary, or what?
Holy shit: DuckTales was only on for two seasons! That's just hard to believe, given how permanently the image of Scrooge McDuck diving into his pit of gold coins seems to be seared into my memory. When you're a kid, the days really do last forever.
19: They syndicated it, though, no? Cause I am pretty sure I remember watching Duck Tales for longer than two years.....and I didn't have the Disney Channel.
All I wanted was the Carl Ystremski with the sideburns.
I happened to be reading this post while listening to the drab fellow in front of me on this train try to pick up the gothy-looking cutie across the aisle. It was like a blinding revelation of what it means to be pathetic. Homer Simpson was right: public transportation is for jerks and lesbians. Also, it's still unpleasantly hot here, but you know what? It's not the heat—it's the humanity.
Holy shit: DuckTales was only on for two seasons!
Impossible!
Then, a lot of my DuckTales memories are associated with the Nintendo game. Egypt, Transylvania, the Amazon... the moon!
20: Ah. It appears that the original episodes of DuckTales ran from '87 to '90. They only ran as a part of TDA for '90-'91 and '91-'92 (if we ignore the later, rump Disney Afternoon, when I wouldn't have been watching). So that probably explains it—I probably watched it pre-TDA and when it was a part of TDA.
And at least in my childhood market, The Disney Afternoon was on broadcast TV, not on Disney Channel.
I feel like I'm missing something.
The commentariat is getting even?
24: I wasn't sure about that - I was unaware of the existence of the Disney Afternoon until now, even though I have fond memories of most of the shows associated with it. I was only allowed to watch an hour of television when I was little so I had to pick and choose my shows carefully. (And now, sitting at home at 3 in the afternoon, I'm watching a DVD. Thanks a lot mom, for ruining me for life).
I always did want to swim in piles of gold coins.
Oh, forgot to include the quoted bit. 26 to 24.2, just in case it wasn't obvious.
I vaguely remember reaching a point where it seemed like all the Duck Tales were repeats. But I might be thinking of one of the other cartoons in the block, like Darkwing Duck or that chipmunk one (not Alvin and the chipmunks, but something else).
Apparently, those memories are extremely vague. Looking up the years the shows ran, it appears that I stopped watching afternoon cartoons before any of those shows stopped running. So I must be remembering out-of-season reruns.
Looking at the list in 19: oh, right, Gummi Bears was a TV show, not just a candy! Those were the days.
I didn't get into most of those shows, aside from Duck Tales and Chip 'n Dale Rescue Rangers. Also an excellent Nintendo game.
29: They replayed them constantly. CONSTANTLY. Even with my limited schedule, I ended up feeling like I had seen them all too.
Also, Gummi Bears was one that for a long time that wasn't available on network television, and I was so, so envious of all my friends with the Disney Channel.
I always did want to swim in piles of gold coins.
Bachelor diving into vault of aqueous currency = reduction of the feminine to the fungible, of women qua women to objects of penetration.
Sexist.
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Sexist.
Is it sexist if I do it and I'm a woman? Cause I really do want to! Though I suspect I'd just end up with a black eye.
31.2: You envied your friends because of their access to the Gummi Bears, of all things? Huh. That was by far the lamest one. Oh well, different strokes and all that.
Gummi Bears was one that for a long time that wasn't available on network television
I thought they were here and there and everywhere.
I always did want to swim in piles of gold coins.
Parenthetical is Danaë?
Is it sexist if I do it and I'm a woman?
It depends on the candy bar?
I had a total crush on one of the Gummi Bears characters.
I admit it. It was Tummi.
35, 36: I know it was lame, but I think it was all about NOT having it. I had a lot of tv envy as a kid, trust me. As soon as I actually could watch it, I didn't.
Wikipedia says Gummi Bears started on network tv, then went to Disney in syndication. So you were probably just too young to see it.
It was high adventure and it was beyond compare. That is the opposite of lame, O blasphemers.
Parenthetical is Danaë?
I suppose being raped by Zeus in the form of a shower of gold is better than being raped by Zeus in the form a swan. The story of Leda always freaked me out when I was younger.
13: Was it Valrhona chocolate or Hershey's gunk? Chocolate Alchemist or vegelate rubbish?
25: YASATPA.
41: Yes, I just looked at the dates. Not sure what's going on there. I know I didn't get to watch anything that wasn't PBS until at least 1988 or so, so maybe that's the problem. Or, the fact that my memories of childhood are completely out of order.
43: Shower of gold always freaked me out more: it seemed so inescapable. Swans, on the other hand, one could usually scare off with a broadsheet newspaper.
You are subtly asking to pantomime the Aeneid?
I envied people with the Disney Channel too! Gummi Bears seemed far superior to The Smurfs and Denver, the Last Dinosaur and Pirates of Dark Water and all the stuff I had access to. Also it showed great films like The Gnome-mobile which my aunt would tape and then send to us kids.
that chipmunk one (not Alvin and the chipmunks, but something else).
Tale Spin.
(Sotto voce) After all these inconsistencies in her stories, I am beginning to suspect that Paren didn't actually have an American childhood after all. I think she's a spy! We should ask her who plays second for the Brooklyn Dodgers—any real Yank soldier would know that.
No, Tale Spin was the one with the underwater dudes with prolapsed foreheads.
Paren didn't actually have an American childhood after all
Inasmuch as growing up with California hippies equals this, it's probably true.
Man, those cartoons all had such catchy theme songs. I know that more than once in recent times have I and my compatriots burst into, e.g., the DuckTales theme—likely while under the influence.
What was it with food products becoming cartoon characters? Remember The California Raisins?
Remember The California Raisins?
I still have a little plastic California Raisin. I should put it on my desk.
Tale Spin.
I think I was thinking of Rescue Rangers. I can't remember Tale Spin at all, though it appears to have been in the 2 hour block I watched. It's possible I replaced that 30 minutes with another show.
54: I think my parents still have a Christmas tree ornament I made as a kid, which is some misshapen lump painted purple that I intended to be a California Raisin. ("The downside of being an only child? You know all the scary handmade ornaments are yours.")
What was it with food products becoming cartoon characters?
The entire Disney menagerie is edible, strictly speaking.
And more recently, the "Your Arms Are Broken" version of the Duck Tales theme has become popular.
Including the little boogery things in The Little Mermaid?
(You know, the former mer-people whose souls Ursula had stolen.)
Inasmuch as growing up with California hippies equals this, it's probably true.
Growing up with California hippies is an American an upbringing as it is possible to have.
The entire Disney menagerie is edible, strictly speaking.
They put the œuvre in hors d'œuvre.
56: You may or may not want to hang on to those misshapen handmade ornaments, essear. Your super-cute self, memory of whom the ornaments evoke? Do you really want to renounce it? Tough to say.
63: Yeah, I'm afraid I'm disturbingly close to knowing the dialogue of the first season by heart.
65: I really need to buy that season. I have the third (because I was addicted and couldn't wait for Netflix so I bought it on Itunes). And of course the third is the least satisfying of the seasons.
They put the œuvre in hors d'œuvre.
I want to know what l'œuvre is. I want you to show me.
My parents always had us put the handmade ornaments toward the back of the tree. I don't blame them; we made some ugly-ass ornaments.
The ones that scare me are the ones with our pictures on them. Generally, terrible school pictures on really cheap plastic things.
There's one bearing a ~1st grade picture of me that elicits "Awww"s when it is brought out each year. This makes me bashful, and so I bring it over to the back of the tree.
Aww, you probably were adorable.
I, on the other hand, had those horrible giant 80s glasses. You could barely see my face! Ughhhh.
The 80s were a bad decade for glasses, yes. I was glad to be correction-free until HS.
Lucky, lucky you. It didn't help that I embraced both the neon clothes and headband trends. Boys had it so much easier in the 80s.
people whose souls Ursula had stolen acquired as a result of breaches of contract.
They still looked like boogers, though.
65: Me too. CA and I are rewatching it *right now.*
I must make a note of the date:
July 31, 3009. Standpipe Bridgeplate warmed my heart.
I want to know what l'œuvre is. I want you to show me.
Has no one yet exclaimed on the brilliance of this?
79: I confess I got it only after re-reading it twice after you pointed out its greatness. Excellent work, 'pipe.
And they said if you listened carefully, just so, you could hear the laughter of squirrels.
Christ, that image still chills my blood.
I happen to know that squirrels don't laugh. Rather, they rise up on their hind legs, fix their glassy eyes on the horizon, and sigh long and deep, like an emphysemic muppet.
That doesn't seem quite terrifyingly manic enough, Standpipe.
Believe me, it's terrifying enough when it's looking straight through you and you can tell, just tell, that it's calling out to its star of origin and all its sister squirrels and you get back to your apartment and every single one of your screened windows has a squirrel-sized hole in it, ringed with tufts of fur. And then, after all that, do you look in your hiking shoes? No, you fucking do not.
Yes---yes, that would indeed terrify me.
Yoooooigh... yooooooigh... yooooooooigh...
Standpipe warmed my heart long ago with his love for Sesame Street Fever. My sister (b. 1981) watched the duck show. I wasn't really watching cartoons then, though I did like the Gummi Bears. I watched the Smurfs, and I was a fan of (shudder!) the Snorks.
Blood-chilling, not heart-warming! Have you understood nothing of the squirrel menace?
66, 77 (Veronica Mars): yeah, I'm in the middle of rewatching the whole series right now. (Slowly; a few episodes a week.) I've seen all of the first season several times before, but I think this is the first time I've rewatched the others all the way through (previously, just isolated episodes on a few occasions). Season two is holding up better than I expected; the Meg/Duncan/baby plot is much shorter and more tolerable than it seemed at the time. I think in my memory I assigned all the good parts of season two to season one. As I get near the end of the season I'm sort of dreading the whole Beaver reveal/retcon, though.
Also, to 66: I would offer you my spare copy of the first season, but one disc is pretty badly scratched (to the point that I suspect someone I lent it to used the DVD as a coaster). I've contemplated getting that disc from Netflix and sending them the scratched one, but so far I haven't been able to work up sufficient turpitude for that.
(Slowly; a few episodes a week.)
You have much better self-control than I do.
Also, to 66: I would offer you my spare copy of the first season, but one disc is pretty badly scratched (to the point that I suspect someone I lent it to used the DVD as a coaster).
You have a spare copy! I would offer you things of your choosing (mix cds? baked goods? a California care package?) in return, even if a disc is scratched. If it really is spare, that is.
I want to know what l'œuvre is. I want you to show me.
Has no one yet exclaimed on the brilliance of this?
Let me be the first to exclaim on the brilliance of that. In fact I didn't really, in my pants heart, believe Standpipe was actually back until I read that line. Then I knew: It's true! It's really happening!!
95: It is really a spare, yes. People were borrowing it for long periods of time, so I bought another one. On inspection, none of the discs look as scratched as I was remembering, so maybe I'm thinking of something else I let someone borrow. But several of the discs do have scratches. I'll check out how well they play and get back to you.
97: Oh, cool! The linked email works. And, uh, I'm not picky. I'd take a set where 4 out of 5 (or however many) discs worked.
That's totally awesome, neb. Where did you find it?
Dammit, now I'm going to end up watching season 1 again just to see how well the discs work. Cliff! "I like this case. It's... tawdry."
It's a kind of subatomic particle that fixes mistakes in manuscripts.
What's an "editon"?
It's an excitation of the fundamental field that transmits the force of editing.
now I'm going to end up watching season 1 again just to see how well the discs work.
Terrible fate.
How does this field theory account for the dildo variants though?
Dildo excitation is all well and good, but is it renormalizable?
It's naively not renormalizable, but it's renormalizable in the large N expansion, IYKWIM.
I had an accident playing horseshoes tonight (tip: beer + horseshoes doesn't mix all that well) and the resulting injury to my leg hurts like a mofo. Just wanted to whine.
94 &c.: You know, most scratched discs can be made usable again with a good plastic polish. I use this stuff.
Disc two is unplayable, but the scratches look pretty shallow, so maybe Jesus's polish would help.
And to bring things full circle I'm watching "An Echolls Family Christmas".
111: Would have loved to have seen them play horseshoes at the "beer summit". The potential for mayhem would have added a much needed edge. (Although we would have probably just gotten a weeks worth of chortling at Obama's lack of form and skill.)
116: Returned, from a different address, just to warn you in case it ended up in the spam filters or something.
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You people are going to force me to log in to facebook for the first time since January. And then I'll have more than one friend.
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You know, most scratched discs can be made usable again with a good plastic polish a banana.
A manic squirrel.
We don't have a picture, alas, but last year the squirrels so gorged themselves on our plums that one of them was spotted on its back, fur stained with juice, stomach distended, tongue lolling. No joke.
