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Birds taking the train!
2013.06.05 19:19 TTEH3 Birds taking the train!
A subreddit for submitting photos of birds taking the train (we also allow birds riding the bus or other public transport, but prefer trains!) Welcome aboard! Enjoy your birds on the train content.
2011.11.14 21:52 silverfirexz For anyone not constrained by heteronormative fashion
A place to discuss Sapphic fashion! Masculine, feminine, anything in between-- this is the place.
2016.10.09 18:22 BatMunki For when Bus Drivers lose their shit
A Subreddit dedicated to videos, photos and gifs of when Bus Drivers go crazy
2024.05.18 21:55 therealdocturner Shriveled
Blake was listening to his sister through his headphones while she ripped into him about his hopeless addiction to pornography. He rolled his eyes as she went on and on about his sexist attitudes and his distorted views on women and sex. If his sister had only known that he was scrolling through explicitly drawn versions of Marge Simpson and Lois Griffin in various poses with various props, she would have hung up the phone and given up.
As far as Blake was concerned there were no distortions in his mind about women. He had lived through so many interactions and had seen so many videos of women being terrible people that it only reinforced his bias.
Porn didn’t judge Blake. Porn didn’t make Blake do things that he didn’t want to do. He spent time with women the way he wanted to. If he wanted a woman to act a certain way, he could find a video where she did just that.
The way he saw it, women wanted a lot, and if they didn’t get what they wanted, they made everyone’s life hell until they did. Conversely, if a man wanted something, it was tough luck. He watched his mother treat his father like that until the day he died, overworked and unhappy.
Less than a year after his mother put his father in the ground, she was with someone else that she was all too happy to control. Porn gave Blake the control, and he liked it.
“Blake, I love you, but you’re going to waste your whole life in front of a screen holding your dick.”
“Don’t you have another kid that you should be working on squirting out?”
She hung up.
Blake was caught watching videos at work again, but this time he had a plan. He knew eventually that he would be caught, but after losing three jobs for the very same reason, he hatched a simple way of ensuring that he wouldn’t lose out on any money, and be able to stick it to the boss and company he hated for no other reason than employing him.
Blake was called into his manager’s office, but before anything could be said, Blake blurted out that he needed to take mental leave. He sobbed in front of his manager while he said that the job was giving him thoughts of hopelessness and self harm, but he was smiling on the inside. He was talking just loud enough for a few people outside of the office to hear him.
His manager's face was red.
“Cornered you, bitch.” Blake thought to himself. “Good luck firing someone who’s crying out for mental help.”
Blake figured that he’d be able to stretch this out for at least a month. A month of paid time off doing what he loved.
“It’s my phone!” he muttered to himself as he rode the elevator down to his new found freedom. “If people have a problem with the things I’m looking at, perhaps they shouldn’t be looking over my shoulder and mind their own fucking business.”
He didn’t mind the other people in the elevator, or their awkward expressions. They didn’t matter to him. No one really did.
Still on a high from manipulating his boss into a corner, Blake decided to do something new on the bus ride to his apartment building. He clicked on a video. He wasn’t exactly watching the video, rather he was watching people’s reactions out of the corners of his eyes.
He kept the volume low, but up just enough so the moaning could be heard.
At first, people around him were wondering if they were actually hearing what they thought they were hearing.
He was trying not to laugh at their reactions. People began to move to other seats, and soon enough, everyone was giving him disgusted looks.
“Fuck em.” he whispered.
He noticed one man sitting in the back of the bus who was giving him quite a different look than everyone else. The man was well dressed. Perfect hair. Perfect teeth.
He was smiling at Blake.
Blake, a self admitted and overly enthusiastic homophobe, turned off the video. He began to worry that he had attracted the wrong kind of attention.
Blake was all too eager to get out of the bus and hurry towards the doors to his building. He heard a voice behind him that caused him to catch a breath and lose his forward progress. He turned around. It was the beautiful man from the back of the bus.
“Excuse me! I’d like to have a word!”
Blake found his voice hypnotic, and his stride was elegant, almost like he was floating just above the cracked and cruddy sidewalk.
“I uh… couldn’t help but notice what you were doing on the bus young man. I think I have something you might be interested in.”
Blake was lost in that voice. He had never been attracted to another man, but he was feeling things inside himself that he’d never felt before, and he hated himself for it. After a long awkward silence, Blake finally found his voice.
“Look buddy, take your pixy dust and bother someone else. You’re not my type.”
“Oh, you’re definitely my type.” The beautiful man laughed and handed him a plain white business card with nothing but a web address on it. “In so many different ways, you’re exactly my type.”
“What is this?”
“It’s my business, Kid. You want videos you can’t tear yourself away from? Trust me. It’s the newest thing.”
He winked at Blake and walked away.
-
Blake was staring at his screen while he was riding in the elevator. There was a paywall. A dollar for the first month, then a hundred dollars a month after that.
No screenshots or thumbnails, just a form for a credit card. As the doors opened to his floor, he put his phone in his pocket and decided against any further investigation. He was sure that it was a scam of some kind.
Until ten o’clock that night, Blake engaged in his normal activities with one new addition he had begun almost two weeks prior. He built two shelves in front of two different air vents in his apartment, and he had placed speakers on the shelves. The tenants in his building got to experience all of the auditory pleasures of the thrusting and jiggling and smacking that he was watching.
Blake made sure he followed the rules, and nothing came out of those speakers after ten p.m., but it was fair game until that time.
He would laugh to himself thinking about the tenants having to listen. He wasn’t sure how far the sound traveled through the vents, but he figured that most people on his floor were getting a good chunk of it.
That night though, his usual joyful time in front of his phone, his 70 inch television, and his newly discovered fondness for Cerave was marred by the thought of something unique and dangerous out there that he hadn’t seen.
After several attempts at a satisfactory denouement in his masturbatory madness, Blake finally gave up, raised the white flag on its limp post, and went to bed.
Blake kept hearing the man’s siren-like voice in his head while he tried to sleep. After almost two hours of tossing and turning, he sat up and snatched his phone from the charger and typed his credit card information into the mysterious site. He just had to know.
The site opened up and he was instantly intrigued. There were no thumbnails on any of the videos, but the descriptions on each of them were so graphic, profane, and dehumanizing that it would do us all a great service if they were not repeated here. Blake’s favorite appendage however, jumped to a zealous attention at the graphic depictions that the perverse descriptions painted within his brain.
Blake stripped off his briefs and sat down on the edge of his bed. His left hand gripped the phone while his right hand eagerly gripped something else.
He clicked on the first video and it began to load.
Blake waited.
And waited.
And waited.
The video wasn’t loading, so Blake decided to try another one, only to find that his left thumb wouldn’t move. He realized that his entire body was stiff. Nothing would move with the exception of his eyes. He couldn’t even speak.
All he could do was stare at the glowing screen in the darkness of his apartment.
After a moment, his mind started to race while his body remained ridiculously rigid.
Three hours had passed. Blake had been able to see every minute tick by. He had watched his battery meter slowly run down to eighty percent. He had thought that his screen would eventually turn off, but it never did. It was still trying to load the video.
Something was tickling his nose and his face itched. His back had begun to ache and he felt some tiny pin pricks along his still turgid tool. He wanted to cry, but nothing would come. In fact, his eyes had begun to dry because he had not been able to blink.
Blake watched another hour go by before his body finally succumbed to exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep, in spite of the fact that he could not close his eyes.
He awoke six hours later and his vision was partially obscured. Still holding his phone and his phallus, Blake tried to scream. The sun was now coming through the window of his apartment. He could see his reflection in the mirror that was on the opposite wall. His hair was long, and it was white. A spotty and wiry beard had exploded out of his face and it hung down to just above his enlarged and sagging nipples set in a sagging and flabby chest.
His breaths were shorty and ragged; phlegm was gurgling with each inspiration.
His arms and legs were covered in large liver spots and all of his skin was a purple paper thin.
He was old.
The shock of seeing his hunched and rigid reflection had staved off the feeling of pain from his nether regions for only a moment. His fingernails were growing on his hands. Some of the yellow things were curling around his phone while the others were curling and jabbing into what now looked like a deflated balloon stretched too thin, that was desperately trying to retreat into his abdomen against his rigid grip.
The battery on his phone was blinking.
It was about to die. He wondered what happened when the battery ran out, but somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew exactly what would happen when that loading screen finally went dark.
His sister’s words were all he could think about as the screen and the world went dark.
After several nights of peace, Blake’s neighbors noticed an awful smell emanating from the air vents. After several complaints, the building’s Super opened Blake’s apartment and found the withered, still rigid frame of a dead old man sitting upright on the edge of the bed.
After taking several photos that he would post later on social media and stealthily absconding with almost a full bottle of Cerave, the Super called the authorities.
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As far as Blake was concerned there were no distortions in his mind about women. He had lived through so many interactions and had seen so many videos of women being terrible people that it only reinforced his bias.
Porn didn’t judge Blake. Porn didn’t make Blake do things that he didn’t want to do. He spent time with women the way he wanted to. If he wanted a woman to act a certain way, he could find a video where she did just that.
The way he saw it, women wanted a lot, and if they didn’t get what they wanted, they made everyone’s life hell until they did. Conversely, if a man wanted something, it was tough luck. He watched his mother treat his father like that until the day he died, overworked and unhappy.
Less than a year after his mother put his father in the ground, she was with someone else that she was all too happy to control. Porn gave Blake the control, and he liked it.
“Blake, I love you, but you’re going to waste your whole life in front of a screen holding your dick.”
“Don’t you have another kid that you should be working on squirting out?”
She hung up.
Blake was caught watching videos at work again, but this time he had a plan. He knew eventually that he would be caught, but after losing three jobs for the very same reason, he hatched a simple way of ensuring that he wouldn’t lose out on any money, and be able to stick it to the boss and company he hated for no other reason than employing him.
Blake was called into his manager’s office, but before anything could be said, Blake blurted out that he needed to take mental leave. He sobbed in front of his manager while he said that the job was giving him thoughts of hopelessness and self harm, but he was smiling on the inside. He was talking just loud enough for a few people outside of the office to hear him.
His manager's face was red.
“Cornered you, bitch.” Blake thought to himself. “Good luck firing someone who’s crying out for mental help.”
Blake figured that he’d be able to stretch this out for at least a month. A month of paid time off doing what he loved.
“It’s my phone!” he muttered to himself as he rode the elevator down to his new found freedom. “If people have a problem with the things I’m looking at, perhaps they shouldn’t be looking over my shoulder and mind their own fucking business.”
He didn’t mind the other people in the elevator, or their awkward expressions. They didn’t matter to him. No one really did.
Still on a high from manipulating his boss into a corner, Blake decided to do something new on the bus ride to his apartment building. He clicked on a video. He wasn’t exactly watching the video, rather he was watching people’s reactions out of the corners of his eyes.
He kept the volume low, but up just enough so the moaning could be heard.
At first, people around him were wondering if they were actually hearing what they thought they were hearing.
He was trying not to laugh at their reactions. People began to move to other seats, and soon enough, everyone was giving him disgusted looks.
“Fuck em.” he whispered.
He noticed one man sitting in the back of the bus who was giving him quite a different look than everyone else. The man was well dressed. Perfect hair. Perfect teeth.
He was smiling at Blake.
Blake, a self admitted and overly enthusiastic homophobe, turned off the video. He began to worry that he had attracted the wrong kind of attention.
Blake was all too eager to get out of the bus and hurry towards the doors to his building. He heard a voice behind him that caused him to catch a breath and lose his forward progress. He turned around. It was the beautiful man from the back of the bus.
“Excuse me! I’d like to have a word!”
Blake found his voice hypnotic, and his stride was elegant, almost like he was floating just above the cracked and cruddy sidewalk.
“I uh… couldn’t help but notice what you were doing on the bus young man. I think I have something you might be interested in.”
Blake was lost in that voice. He had never been attracted to another man, but he was feeling things inside himself that he’d never felt before, and he hated himself for it. After a long awkward silence, Blake finally found his voice.
“Look buddy, take your pixy dust and bother someone else. You’re not my type.”
“Oh, you’re definitely my type.” The beautiful man laughed and handed him a plain white business card with nothing but a web address on it. “In so many different ways, you’re exactly my type.”
“What is this?”
“It’s my business, Kid. You want videos you can’t tear yourself away from? Trust me. It’s the newest thing.”
He winked at Blake and walked away.
-
Blake was staring at his screen while he was riding in the elevator. There was a paywall. A dollar for the first month, then a hundred dollars a month after that.
No screenshots or thumbnails, just a form for a credit card. As the doors opened to his floor, he put his phone in his pocket and decided against any further investigation. He was sure that it was a scam of some kind.
Until ten o’clock that night, Blake engaged in his normal activities with one new addition he had begun almost two weeks prior. He built two shelves in front of two different air vents in his apartment, and he had placed speakers on the shelves. The tenants in his building got to experience all of the auditory pleasures of the thrusting and jiggling and smacking that he was watching.
Blake made sure he followed the rules, and nothing came out of those speakers after ten p.m., but it was fair game until that time.
He would laugh to himself thinking about the tenants having to listen. He wasn’t sure how far the sound traveled through the vents, but he figured that most people on his floor were getting a good chunk of it.
That night though, his usual joyful time in front of his phone, his 70 inch television, and his newly discovered fondness for Cerave was marred by the thought of something unique and dangerous out there that he hadn’t seen.
After several attempts at a satisfactory denouement in his masturbatory madness, Blake finally gave up, raised the white flag on its limp post, and went to bed.
Blake kept hearing the man’s siren-like voice in his head while he tried to sleep. After almost two hours of tossing and turning, he sat up and snatched his phone from the charger and typed his credit card information into the mysterious site. He just had to know.
The site opened up and he was instantly intrigued. There were no thumbnails on any of the videos, but the descriptions on each of them were so graphic, profane, and dehumanizing that it would do us all a great service if they were not repeated here. Blake’s favorite appendage however, jumped to a zealous attention at the graphic depictions that the perverse descriptions painted within his brain.
Blake stripped off his briefs and sat down on the edge of his bed. His left hand gripped the phone while his right hand eagerly gripped something else.
He clicked on the first video and it began to load.
Blake waited.
And waited.
And waited.
The video wasn’t loading, so Blake decided to try another one, only to find that his left thumb wouldn’t move. He realized that his entire body was stiff. Nothing would move with the exception of his eyes. He couldn’t even speak.
All he could do was stare at the glowing screen in the darkness of his apartment.
After a moment, his mind started to race while his body remained ridiculously rigid.
Three hours had passed. Blake had been able to see every minute tick by. He had watched his battery meter slowly run down to eighty percent. He had thought that his screen would eventually turn off, but it never did. It was still trying to load the video.
Something was tickling his nose and his face itched. His back had begun to ache and he felt some tiny pin pricks along his still turgid tool. He wanted to cry, but nothing would come. In fact, his eyes had begun to dry because he had not been able to blink.
Blake watched another hour go by before his body finally succumbed to exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep, in spite of the fact that he could not close his eyes.
He awoke six hours later and his vision was partially obscured. Still holding his phone and his phallus, Blake tried to scream. The sun was now coming through the window of his apartment. He could see his reflection in the mirror that was on the opposite wall. His hair was long, and it was white. A spotty and wiry beard had exploded out of his face and it hung down to just above his enlarged and sagging nipples set in a sagging and flabby chest.
His breaths were shorty and ragged; phlegm was gurgling with each inspiration.
His arms and legs were covered in large liver spots and all of his skin was a purple paper thin.
He was old.
The shock of seeing his hunched and rigid reflection had staved off the feeling of pain from his nether regions for only a moment. His fingernails were growing on his hands. Some of the yellow things were curling around his phone while the others were curling and jabbing into what now looked like a deflated balloon stretched too thin, that was desperately trying to retreat into his abdomen against his rigid grip.
The battery on his phone was blinking.
It was about to die. He wondered what happened when the battery ran out, but somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew exactly what would happen when that loading screen finally went dark.
His sister’s words were all he could think about as the screen and the world went dark.
After several nights of peace, Blake’s neighbors noticed an awful smell emanating from the air vents. After several complaints, the building’s Super opened Blake’s apartment and found the withered, still rigid frame of a dead old man sitting upright on the edge of the bed.
After taking several photos that he would post later on social media and stealthily absconding with almost a full bottle of Cerave, the Super called the authorities.
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2024.05.18 21:25 Horror_Hand_2414 mini rant/looking for emo/grunge friend/friends 19m(read if you want)
why is it so hard to make friends?
m19 here from (still in) maryland, and lately i've realized how lonely I am, lmao. I have my hobbies and stuff but yet, I'm so lonely, i have one friend, who's been my friend since middle school, he's my bro. but i realized i legit have no friends..or a friend like me, here's some points I've seen/made 👇🏾
° fake people: there's too many fake people in the world today, worried about “worldly” bull crap or something stupid, wanting to be in drama, coming to you, then completely ignoring you or ghosting, I find it fake, sorta bummy and immature. people don't know the definition of a “friendship” or a “very close bond” like i'm gonna stick beside you no matter what, people don't seem to get that, then play victim when you call them out. people will use you, talk poorly of you, do all things wrong, i can't stand that. which is why i enjoy being more of a loner..i hate fake friends and i am not no fake friend, im sorta clingy
° people have weird interests/and are boring: this is, i guess controversial, tough one? but people have their interests but i've met some people (school/outside) that's into some weird crap, pronouns for one, i dislike folk whose interests are gender crap, not much into anime honestly, i do love harry potter though. i find a lot of people boring and never knowing how to have a conversation, never wanna be like “come over and chill, or let's watch a horror film” or anything like that, i've always wanted a male friend to explore stuff with, let's ride our skateboards around and learn tricks/let's ride through the night, i'd love to explore abandoned places honestly, guess i'm more of an that “emo boy that's always up to something”. i also love a childish person, stupid jokes/pranks are always the best, where's the trustworthy people who'd wanna skate all night and go to a pizza joint and chill at each other places all night watching horror films, (and i love horror. anyone seen the movie terrifer? the conjuring? house of 1000 corpses? lords of salem!!) talking about whatever, even deep conversations all night with pizza. play video games with me if you'd want, im a console player, i enjoy my xbox, we can facetime and play stupid stuff or id come to you and chill. who still plays minecraft lmao, im a huge lover of the grunge, skateboard theme, nighttime themed things, yeah i'm a slytherin 🐍. i can't find people like that. also, any other song writers out there? i love making my own music, rock is dope but it depends on the rock..
° bad places and everyone is untrustworthy/ghetto: i grew up in the hood, not to be prideful but it's sorta easy to see through people and know when stupid crap is going down. it's hard finding friends like you in the area you live in. this goes along with fake friends cause people are fake, users, and ghetto af. like what the hell? i mean like dude, if I'm your friend, i mean that, im not gonna use you for money or betray you for some chick or whoever. people don't seem to get that. i also find it stupid how guys, other males are such simps for women and will completely throw you under the bus for a woman, women do the same with men, it's fake af.
° i hate people/large crowds/groups: this i feel like a lot of people can relate to. i absolutely hate people and not on a “woke gen z” area, but on a “people do too much” level, yes people do too much and they always deny that they're doing too much. i hate big groups, because they always fall, which is a heartbreaker dude..it can be 4 of us, then 3, then 2, then none. i've always prefered a group of 3 or just one guy and myself. this gonna sound weird but i've always wanted a male friend, a guys guy really. i don't really go to skate parks, cause it's usually to many people, doing the most per usual, like there's one by the baltimore harbor, i'd rather go at night due to the amount of people there during the day. it sounds cheesy but i hate people. i really do.
° no one has my interest: this is the same as people having weird interests, but this is true. no one has the same interest as me, and i hear that people with the same interest are the ones that argue a lot, fall apart quickly, or just can't get along, i don't know how true that is entirely. but that's where the communication falls in, talk to me man. if there's an issue, open your mouth! don't be a pussy and keep it to yourself and talk poorly of me and hate me. that's not right, it's wack and lame af. people who do that really need to get themselves in check. like again, i love horror, i love the hell out of horror, its all I watch, anyone here watch mr.nightmare ? on youtube, also people enjoy stupid stuff and stay indoors to much. i get it, being in your space in your smelly room is cool and all, it's america, we hate it here, but personally i think there so much more, like I said I love night time stuff, abandoned houses/churches/stores, etc, i'm always down for it all, guess it's my emo horror obsession haha. anyone want to work and save up money together? where's the people like that who wouldn't steal your money, and dip off, like we save and use it for stuff like pizza, new skateboards, deep woods campfires and outings man. spending the night at each other's place, sneaking into spots! and one thing, building each other up, im the type to help you out, if you feel bad or something, let me know and id help, I know depression runs through a lot of people, and if I had that friend that in looking for in gonna be there, no matter what. that's just the kinda person I am, not satanic lol, just..emo? or grunge? i don't know..
° no one is loyal/have bad families/too sensitive: this is a tough one but im just gonna say it. people aways hated that I have no filter, not that I have a nasty mouth and I always have to put my opinion in stuff, i'm more so very quiet. i also have a dark sense of humor, im black, so i definitely do say racial jokes, not as a insult, but a little humor or whatever. dark humor is always the best. but i have no filter, i'm gonna tell you the truth of what it is, what I enjoy, what I hate, just point blank period, and people hate that, i'm nor gonna sugar coat anything! a true friendship circles and stays strong through truth and open words, if you can't handle that, something is honestly wrong with you fr. families, now. i won't judge you for having a bad home, but what i mean is, completely putting all that, that's not your responsibility in the way. i did that once, as an older sibling, i believe younger siblings aren't no one's responsibility, i once canceled plans to “watch and take care” of siblings when their old enough to watch themselves, which i regret. if you're having a bad time, you always got me there. which falls into loyal, people aren't loyal. which is basically people are fake. im a longterm friendship kinda dude. you're my homie, just like that.
° finally, judging and redflags: i don't judge at all, ask ill tell, but I don't judge at all. I don't see a point? none of us is perfect, so I don't see a point, saying what you feel is different than judging fr. same with redflags, guess mines would be im clingy 😂 i love clingy people as well, im not sure. but red flags falls into the same with, people do too much, people are fake, and users. and it amazes me completely how someone will use you, for however long, then completely ditch you in the end, or when you're caught, times get rough, or something like that. I really really hate that and that's what destroys friendships. don't really care if someone is clingy.
guess that's all, i think friendships in 2018-2024 are absolutely awful, and I hate that so much. there's no one else around really, like what the hell 😂 and still today, no friends. i be hoping i can find someone like me, like if you'll be there forever man mean that and stand on it. i think the future of friendships will die out honestly. no one can trust each other, no one can spend nights no more, go out, or anything..im not into politics, I don't care about presidents or anything, nor money, I need it, I know, which is why I'm still job searching, I just think there's more to a friendship besides money, arguing, drama, stupid stuff. that's it from me i guess 😂 just a lil rant since I joined this group. show me your skateboard, songs and favorite bands! mines is behemoth and a few grunge ones.. hopefully id find a friend ..
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m19 here from (still in) maryland, and lately i've realized how lonely I am, lmao. I have my hobbies and stuff but yet, I'm so lonely, i have one friend, who's been my friend since middle school, he's my bro. but i realized i legit have no friends..or a friend like me, here's some points I've seen/made 👇🏾
° fake people: there's too many fake people in the world today, worried about “worldly” bull crap or something stupid, wanting to be in drama, coming to you, then completely ignoring you or ghosting, I find it fake, sorta bummy and immature. people don't know the definition of a “friendship” or a “very close bond” like i'm gonna stick beside you no matter what, people don't seem to get that, then play victim when you call them out. people will use you, talk poorly of you, do all things wrong, i can't stand that. which is why i enjoy being more of a loner..i hate fake friends and i am not no fake friend, im sorta clingy
° people have weird interests/and are boring: this is, i guess controversial, tough one? but people have their interests but i've met some people (school/outside) that's into some weird crap, pronouns for one, i dislike folk whose interests are gender crap, not much into anime honestly, i do love harry potter though. i find a lot of people boring and never knowing how to have a conversation, never wanna be like “come over and chill, or let's watch a horror film” or anything like that, i've always wanted a male friend to explore stuff with, let's ride our skateboards around and learn tricks/let's ride through the night, i'd love to explore abandoned places honestly, guess i'm more of an that “emo boy that's always up to something”. i also love a childish person, stupid jokes/pranks are always the best, where's the trustworthy people who'd wanna skate all night and go to a pizza joint and chill at each other places all night watching horror films, (and i love horror. anyone seen the movie terrifer? the conjuring? house of 1000 corpses? lords of salem!!) talking about whatever, even deep conversations all night with pizza. play video games with me if you'd want, im a console player, i enjoy my xbox, we can facetime and play stupid stuff or id come to you and chill. who still plays minecraft lmao, im a huge lover of the grunge, skateboard theme, nighttime themed things, yeah i'm a slytherin 🐍. i can't find people like that. also, any other song writers out there? i love making my own music, rock is dope but it depends on the rock..
° bad places and everyone is untrustworthy/ghetto: i grew up in the hood, not to be prideful but it's sorta easy to see through people and know when stupid crap is going down. it's hard finding friends like you in the area you live in. this goes along with fake friends cause people are fake, users, and ghetto af. like what the hell? i mean like dude, if I'm your friend, i mean that, im not gonna use you for money or betray you for some chick or whoever. people don't seem to get that. i also find it stupid how guys, other males are such simps for women and will completely throw you under the bus for a woman, women do the same with men, it's fake af.
° i hate people/large crowds/groups: this i feel like a lot of people can relate to. i absolutely hate people and not on a “woke gen z” area, but on a “people do too much” level, yes people do too much and they always deny that they're doing too much. i hate big groups, because they always fall, which is a heartbreaker dude..it can be 4 of us, then 3, then 2, then none. i've always prefered a group of 3 or just one guy and myself. this gonna sound weird but i've always wanted a male friend, a guys guy really. i don't really go to skate parks, cause it's usually to many people, doing the most per usual, like there's one by the baltimore harbor, i'd rather go at night due to the amount of people there during the day. it sounds cheesy but i hate people. i really do.
° no one has my interest: this is the same as people having weird interests, but this is true. no one has the same interest as me, and i hear that people with the same interest are the ones that argue a lot, fall apart quickly, or just can't get along, i don't know how true that is entirely. but that's where the communication falls in, talk to me man. if there's an issue, open your mouth! don't be a pussy and keep it to yourself and talk poorly of me and hate me. that's not right, it's wack and lame af. people who do that really need to get themselves in check. like again, i love horror, i love the hell out of horror, its all I watch, anyone here watch mr.nightmare ? on youtube, also people enjoy stupid stuff and stay indoors to much. i get it, being in your space in your smelly room is cool and all, it's america, we hate it here, but personally i think there so much more, like I said I love night time stuff, abandoned houses/churches/stores, etc, i'm always down for it all, guess it's my emo horror obsession haha. anyone want to work and save up money together? where's the people like that who wouldn't steal your money, and dip off, like we save and use it for stuff like pizza, new skateboards, deep woods campfires and outings man. spending the night at each other's place, sneaking into spots! and one thing, building each other up, im the type to help you out, if you feel bad or something, let me know and id help, I know depression runs through a lot of people, and if I had that friend that in looking for in gonna be there, no matter what. that's just the kinda person I am, not satanic lol, just..emo? or grunge? i don't know..
° no one is loyal/have bad families/too sensitive: this is a tough one but im just gonna say it. people aways hated that I have no filter, not that I have a nasty mouth and I always have to put my opinion in stuff, i'm more so very quiet. i also have a dark sense of humor, im black, so i definitely do say racial jokes, not as a insult, but a little humor or whatever. dark humor is always the best. but i have no filter, i'm gonna tell you the truth of what it is, what I enjoy, what I hate, just point blank period, and people hate that, i'm nor gonna sugar coat anything! a true friendship circles and stays strong through truth and open words, if you can't handle that, something is honestly wrong with you fr. families, now. i won't judge you for having a bad home, but what i mean is, completely putting all that, that's not your responsibility in the way. i did that once, as an older sibling, i believe younger siblings aren't no one's responsibility, i once canceled plans to “watch and take care” of siblings when their old enough to watch themselves, which i regret. if you're having a bad time, you always got me there. which falls into loyal, people aren't loyal. which is basically people are fake. im a longterm friendship kinda dude. you're my homie, just like that.
° finally, judging and redflags: i don't judge at all, ask ill tell, but I don't judge at all. I don't see a point? none of us is perfect, so I don't see a point, saying what you feel is different than judging fr. same with redflags, guess mines would be im clingy 😂 i love clingy people as well, im not sure. but red flags falls into the same with, people do too much, people are fake, and users. and it amazes me completely how someone will use you, for however long, then completely ditch you in the end, or when you're caught, times get rough, or something like that. I really really hate that and that's what destroys friendships. don't really care if someone is clingy.
2024.05.18 21:21 PublixHouseCat Animal control is useless
 | All of my neighbor’s dogs (1 shepherd and 2 pit mixes) are notorious for getting out of their backyard. This pit mix specifically has gotten INTO our backyard before, and our landlord refused to fix the fence so we had to. Nothing has happened since. submitted by PublixHouseCat to BanPitBulls [link] [comments] Yesterday, it got out again but it was roaming around in the front yard. It trapped me in my car for a bit, then I booked it inside when it walked away. I called animal control around 1 pm. Nothing. I called again at 2. Nothing. They finally showed up at 3:30, the pit was barking and lunging at the officer as it got closer to their front door. Eventually she made it to the door and nobody was home. At one point it jumped up to her FACE. She went back to her work truck and sat for another half an hour still letting it run around the yard. I have video of it running into another neighbors yard, and driving by it today, saw part of their fence was broken by the pit. A car pulled up that I didn’t recognize and let the dog in the house. Then animal control left. It was allowed to run around without a leash in front of the officer, and no tickets were given. At one point around 3:15, a school bus showed up two houses down, and the pit ran towards it. I grabbed some concealable insurance and ran back outside, and called it to me while the one kid walked into their house, thankfully safe. It didn't try to attack me but kept growling if it looked like I walked near its house. That was such a waste of an afternoon. Pit owners and animal control suck. |
2024.05.18 20:30 Wild_Cellist9861 Gamers Break Away [GBA]
My fellow gamers, for too long has our community suffered the indignation of an intolerable culture that has denigrated, besmirched, exploited, and has outright demonized our culture of unique individuals with a genuine love of a hobby that they see as profitable and progressive. They have taken beloved IP’s (Intellectual Properties) and twisted them into their own personal ideological crusade of undermining and humiliating the core aspects of characters they deemed as “Toxic” or “White Supremacy”. Through the guise and protection of DEI (Diversity, Equity, and Inclusivity) & ESG (Environmental, Social, and Governance) they have used our influence in the entertainment industry to push their narratives and agendas that have stigmatized our culture with numerous anti-consumer practices that they call “being progressive”. But the truth of the matter is they were never really looking to be a part of our community, they simply wanted to use our community as a tool of activism and propaganda in the entertainment industry as it was extremely profitable, and they wanted inclusion in that division. Ever since GamerGate & Female Frequency, we have had to endure the incursion of forced ideologies, xenophobic behaviors and inferior overpriced products that have never been in our best interest and have been flat out disgraceful towards foreign media.
Before Gaming had become a major source of entertainment, we were often categorized as anti-social or societies rejects where because we found more enjoyment in playing fictional characters and not spending as much time out and about, we never fully assimilated in society (which is a good thing if you ask me). From 1998 to 2007, at the height of innovation, creativity and production, Gaming had reached a golden age in which it had revolutionized society. Hollywood Execs who had ruined the movie industry turned their attention to video games as a source of income since video games had outperformed movies in terms of profit. No one was concerned about gaming, much less diversity or inclusivity until it became profitable. This makes people like SBI look extremely disingenuous as they were not interested in gamers as a community with its own culture. They simply wanted to use it as another weapon in identity politics.
Microtransactions; the hidden enemy to gamer progress and inducer to mental laziness of our community. Microtransactions have been around for a long time; however, it has never been more potent and apparent than in recent years. It has aided in the dismantling and segregation of players on the ideology of FOMO (Fear of Missing Out) and has created another sub-culture of gamers who have no real drive to be better outside of how much money they put into the game. This has degraded our culture as well as we have become “fat” off transactional gaming but at the same time we have been “starved” of purposeful gaming where our achievements were our sustenance. I am not saying that microtransactions are bad, but when they are exploitative and predatorial like they have been and don’t give gamers room to grow, we become lethargic and unwilling to improve ourselves as gamers. Oversaturated microtransactional games are one of the many reasons why we have become complacent and unwilling to fight against the exploitative tactics used by big brand game companies such EA, Ubisoft, ActivisionBlizzard, NaughtyDog and so many other western business model companies. Western style games were not like this in the past, they had much more depth and actual effort put into them with the gamer in mind. This has not been the case for over a decade and our connection to western developers has been whittled down to just being transactional. That is one of the reasons why you see so many remasters and remakes in today’s gamer community. They have lost their willingness to improve as developers of games and simply accept corporate/share holder rules.
Game journalists also do not have any real integrity or purpose outside of being funded for their involvement in promoting IPG (Identity Political Games) in a positive light to the public whether it’s positively received or not. They are not interested in what we have to say, they all support the same agenda and that is why they are a dying breed. Within the next couple of years, they will be out of the job and more than likely they will not be able to stay in the industry giving how they have responded to past articles that have clearly been scripted on the premise of diversity and racism. Not only that, but most of them are also extremely hostile to the community as they stereotype and defame the individuals that are a part of the community they are supposed to serve. We have been mentally liberated from their lies and coercive tactics as we tend to laugh at their obvious attempt at virtue signaling while hiding their misdoings so that they can play the victim.
My gamer brothers & sisters, I would not suggest the following action that we must take now without good cause. I have weighed our options and the best option for us now is this…...CULTURAL SECESSION. Naturally this is a form of segregation where they would more than likely claim they are being segregated by the dominant culture of the gaming community but that is incorrect. For years now we have been the ones who are often marginalized and ostracized for the smaller portion of our community. And when we aren’t, we’re exploited for more funds so that these companies can stay in business only to subject us to low quality products that coincide with the “WOKE Agenda” that are often huge expenses to these big brands i.e. AAA/AAAA games that will eventually flop for its obvious forced diversity and bug infested product which will undoubtedly piss off the consumer to the point of wanting a refund. Losing copious amounts of capital and stock in the process, not to mention their reputation is permanently marred.
We must separate on every cultural level in terms of entertainment and ideology. We must reject everything from the west that promotes toxic western beliefs, practices, and exclusion from other cultures (i.e. Southeastern Countries such as Japan and Korea). Japan & Korea have been the targets of unjust discrimination from Western Developers, Western Journalists, Western Localizers (The Wokelizers) and Western Society Prejudice regarding their sense of aesthetics as Westerners hate the aesthetic sense of these countries. The reason why they resort to such base tactics isn’t just because it weaponizes the ideal female form but it’s also because they have deep-seated insecurities about their own looks so when they see attractive female characters, they use terms such as “unrealistic” or “hypersexualized” to establish the moral high ground. But the truth is, they want to feel superior to that which is ideal, so they insult and dehumanize this figure that portrays natural female beauty because they see it as an insult to their own social superiority in what they believe is a hierarchy of them being at the top of all other women. Because of this and so many contributing factors, their movies flop harder than the Fat Chocobo landing on a group of enemies and their games seismically fail just as much if not more. We must sever our connection to Western Developers, Publishers, and ALL Western-Centric Entertainment for they seek to mentally enslave us to their Xenophobic ideology.
Let’s define Western Culture and its traits. Western Culture/Society is composed of more than several different ideologies that work in unison with one another to facilitate dominance over multiple aspects of society. Business, Social, Political, Technological, and sometimes even Global Affairs are affected by these ideologies that portray a specific mindset of Western beliefs. What are those ideologies you ask?
https://youtu.be/Iq86DnmX2xY
https://youtu.be/1HbrTkqQFuM
https://youtu.be/to5Uciy_yeg
@EndymionTv
https://youtu.be/7TPTR8-qmbk
https://youtu.be/bPIPSKruYRo
These traits are so nefarious and unconscionable that I have a hard time believing that anyone could harbor them. However, given the social, political, and economic climate that we are in, those in power who use their influence on controlling society most definitely possess these insidious traits. Everything that they do is all about control and since video games are the biggest market in the world, they want control over it and the communities built around it to accrue more wealth and to use that wealth to subjugate other cultures. Mainstream media is a tool as well as mainstream organizations and sites to help accomplish this goal.
The government recently announced its intentions towards what they believe is “GamerGate 2.0” and now even the ADL has made an official appearance, referring to gamers as “extremist’s”. We know EXACTLY what they are doing, and they aren’t even trying to hide it anymore because they don’t think we are aware of their motives. This is just a pretext for them to exert even more control and we know why, it’s because they want the influence we as a community have to must serve them. So here is what we do my fellow gamers-
“In light of recent events and years of mainstream stigma, we the members of the Global Gaming Community [GGC] must officially renounce ALL TIES to the corporate western video game market. We have been financially exploited through predatorial monetization schemes, pelted with numerous articles of disdain and intentional misrepresentation from game journalists, news outlets regarding us as dangerous individuals and, even subjected to inferior products not only riddled with bugs but also products meant to push political agendas. For the preservation of our community and its unique culture, apart from a few select game development studios we officially sever all connections to western owned video game companies & their mainstream affiliates. From this point onward, we will no longer support western corporate developers, journalists and publishers that do not coincide with the goals of our community.”
Naturally this is completely optional. If you are okay with the state of the gaming community as it is, feel free to ignore this. But if you wish for real change and a break away from oversaturated monetization in the games you play and the push for radical ideological reform, then you are in the right place. Lets sever these rotted miasmic ties once and for all so that our community can be preserved and made better for future gamers. If you agree with this, share it with whoever you think might be interested. The more gamers who get involved, the easier it will be for us to finally break free from mainstream game companies and their associates.
submitted by Wild_Cellist9861 to United_Gamer_Front [link] [comments]
Before Gaming had become a major source of entertainment, we were often categorized as anti-social or societies rejects where because we found more enjoyment in playing fictional characters and not spending as much time out and about, we never fully assimilated in society (which is a good thing if you ask me). From 1998 to 2007, at the height of innovation, creativity and production, Gaming had reached a golden age in which it had revolutionized society. Hollywood Execs who had ruined the movie industry turned their attention to video games as a source of income since video games had outperformed movies in terms of profit. No one was concerned about gaming, much less diversity or inclusivity until it became profitable. This makes people like SBI look extremely disingenuous as they were not interested in gamers as a community with its own culture. They simply wanted to use it as another weapon in identity politics.
Microtransactions; the hidden enemy to gamer progress and inducer to mental laziness of our community. Microtransactions have been around for a long time; however, it has never been more potent and apparent than in recent years. It has aided in the dismantling and segregation of players on the ideology of FOMO (Fear of Missing Out) and has created another sub-culture of gamers who have no real drive to be better outside of how much money they put into the game. This has degraded our culture as well as we have become “fat” off transactional gaming but at the same time we have been “starved” of purposeful gaming where our achievements were our sustenance. I am not saying that microtransactions are bad, but when they are exploitative and predatorial like they have been and don’t give gamers room to grow, we become lethargic and unwilling to improve ourselves as gamers. Oversaturated microtransactional games are one of the many reasons why we have become complacent and unwilling to fight against the exploitative tactics used by big brand game companies such EA, Ubisoft, ActivisionBlizzard, NaughtyDog and so many other western business model companies. Western style games were not like this in the past, they had much more depth and actual effort put into them with the gamer in mind. This has not been the case for over a decade and our connection to western developers has been whittled down to just being transactional. That is one of the reasons why you see so many remasters and remakes in today’s gamer community. They have lost their willingness to improve as developers of games and simply accept corporate/share holder rules.
Game journalists also do not have any real integrity or purpose outside of being funded for their involvement in promoting IPG (Identity Political Games) in a positive light to the public whether it’s positively received or not. They are not interested in what we have to say, they all support the same agenda and that is why they are a dying breed. Within the next couple of years, they will be out of the job and more than likely they will not be able to stay in the industry giving how they have responded to past articles that have clearly been scripted on the premise of diversity and racism. Not only that, but most of them are also extremely hostile to the community as they stereotype and defame the individuals that are a part of the community they are supposed to serve. We have been mentally liberated from their lies and coercive tactics as we tend to laugh at their obvious attempt at virtue signaling while hiding their misdoings so that they can play the victim.
My gamer brothers & sisters, I would not suggest the following action that we must take now without good cause. I have weighed our options and the best option for us now is this…...CULTURAL SECESSION. Naturally this is a form of segregation where they would more than likely claim they are being segregated by the dominant culture of the gaming community but that is incorrect. For years now we have been the ones who are often marginalized and ostracized for the smaller portion of our community. And when we aren’t, we’re exploited for more funds so that these companies can stay in business only to subject us to low quality products that coincide with the “WOKE Agenda” that are often huge expenses to these big brands i.e. AAA/AAAA games that will eventually flop for its obvious forced diversity and bug infested product which will undoubtedly piss off the consumer to the point of wanting a refund. Losing copious amounts of capital and stock in the process, not to mention their reputation is permanently marred.
We must separate on every cultural level in terms of entertainment and ideology. We must reject everything from the west that promotes toxic western beliefs, practices, and exclusion from other cultures (i.e. Southeastern Countries such as Japan and Korea). Japan & Korea have been the targets of unjust discrimination from Western Developers, Western Journalists, Western Localizers (The Wokelizers) and Western Society Prejudice regarding their sense of aesthetics as Westerners hate the aesthetic sense of these countries. The reason why they resort to such base tactics isn’t just because it weaponizes the ideal female form but it’s also because they have deep-seated insecurities about their own looks so when they see attractive female characters, they use terms such as “unrealistic” or “hypersexualized” to establish the moral high ground. But the truth is, they want to feel superior to that which is ideal, so they insult and dehumanize this figure that portrays natural female beauty because they see it as an insult to their own social superiority in what they believe is a hierarchy of them being at the top of all other women. Because of this and so many contributing factors, their movies flop harder than the Fat Chocobo landing on a group of enemies and their games seismically fail just as much if not more. We must sever our connection to Western Developers, Publishers, and ALL Western-Centric Entertainment for they seek to mentally enslave us to their Xenophobic ideology.
Let’s define Western Culture and its traits. Western Culture/Society is composed of more than several different ideologies that work in unison with one another to facilitate dominance over multiple aspects of society. Business, Social, Political, Technological, and sometimes even Global Affairs are affected by these ideologies that portray a specific mindset of Western beliefs. What are those ideologies you ask?
- Perpetual Victimhood: By weaponizing the fact that they are marginalized and of a small portion of western society, they can push their agenda to absurd standards that ultimately ostracize the main demographic. And when companies don’t capitulate, they are labeled as anti-progressive/misogynist’s or cohorts of White Supremacy. They use this to cancel their targets and silence them through societal defamation to keep the public on their side. They also use this mindset to justify their own lack of self-agency as they tend to throw companies who do adhere to their demands but miserably fail to turn a profit under the bus so that they can maintain face in front of the public while denying their actual involvement. They will never accept “Sense of Agency” when it’s negative but will gladly accept it when a positive outcome shines on them as if they are entitled to it.
- Societal Terrorism: This is another form of ideology weaponization that they use in order to make companies “toe-the-line” with their agenda. By weaponizing cancel culture, they exert dominance over these companies but in exchange they also reimburse those companies with DEI & ESG funds that raise their credit score as well as having social status with the marginalized demographic. However; cancel culture has not succeeded in years and developers and publishers probably only want the money and the DEI ESG rating. But they have to maintain the image of having social economic power so that they can continue to strong-arm other developers into compliance and promoting financial benefits of DEI & ESG. In other words, if you are not for sale, they discredit and stigmatize you in the industry.
https://youtu.be/Iq86DnmX2xY
- “Its not us, its you who’s wrong” Mentality: This mentality is especially annoying as they tend to use it to hide their incompetence. They often look down upon gamers who are not in the industry to hide their obvious lack of knowledge on game development thinking that their job title grants them special status that they believe gives them the right to be condescending. But the truth they never wanted revealed has already strangled their careers of all credibility. They were never GAMERS, they were INVADERS. Community Colonists that seek to indoctrinate next generational gamers into their hive-mind and brand previous generations of gamers as villains.
https://youtu.be/1HbrTkqQFuM
- Double-standard Enforcement: By labeling something as “unrealistic” or “hypersexualized”, they can claim this is morally wrong if it promotes traditional dynamics between men and women. Heterosexual relationships are condemned while at the same time Same-sex relationships are praised. Additionally, heterosexual relationships with main white male characters turn antagonistic and spotlight stealing. This is deliberate as to promote the “Girl Boss” ideology to indoctrinate women into the Feminazi state of mind. While at the same time, should a male character also adopt the “I don’t need male/female” ideology its seen as Toxic Masculinity which isn’t even a real thing. The idea of a strong male character is taboo while enforcing strong female characters is the ideal.
https://youtu.be/to5Uciy_yeg
@EndymionTv
https://youtu.be/7TPTR8-qmbk
- Dehumanization/Demonization: This is something that most military branches use in order to remove conscious inhibitions such as mass slaughter is wrong or categorization. By enforcing ideologies to denounce humanity in certain targets, it deactivates your conscience by saying this is not human therefore its ethically okay to treat this target without compassion and deny the fact it has sentience. We gamers fall under this category for journalists, developers, companies and society at large. This is a tactic we are familiar with to an extent as it implies that we are not normal when we do not do what everybody else is doing. “Geeks are the worse” or “Nerds need to fall into a pit of lava” are verbal dehumanization forms that most people in society say and we as Gamers tend to be relegated to those categories. This is their way of imposing the social hierarchy on us by establishing superiority. We know this as Gamers as we see it very often in the games that we play and some times experience it in real life.
- Deflection/Projection: This is basic psychology 101. By redirecting the conversation away from their mistakes and back on to the opposing view to avert blame and justify their innocence they can avoid criticism. However; deflection is a CONSCIOUS decision, meaning they have no real argument to justify their incompetence. If you can consciously process the situation, you have self-agency which means you don’t have a legitimate excuse. Projection is something else entirely. Most times, Projection doesn’t work on conscious decisions rather it is automatically deployed when feeling threatened, anxious or both. Instead of accepting accountability for feelings or actions that are deemed socially unacceptable they accuse others of committing that unacceptable behavior thereby exonerating themselves and proving that those feelings and/or actions are not their own.
https://youtu.be/bPIPSKruYRo
These traits are so nefarious and unconscionable that I have a hard time believing that anyone could harbor them. However, given the social, political, and economic climate that we are in, those in power who use their influence on controlling society most definitely possess these insidious traits. Everything that they do is all about control and since video games are the biggest market in the world, they want control over it and the communities built around it to accrue more wealth and to use that wealth to subjugate other cultures. Mainstream media is a tool as well as mainstream organizations and sites to help accomplish this goal.
The government recently announced its intentions towards what they believe is “GamerGate 2.0” and now even the ADL has made an official appearance, referring to gamers as “extremist’s”. We know EXACTLY what they are doing, and they aren’t even trying to hide it anymore because they don’t think we are aware of their motives. This is just a pretext for them to exert even more control and we know why, it’s because they want the influence we as a community have to must serve them. So here is what we do my fellow gamers-
“In light of recent events and years of mainstream stigma, we the members of the Global Gaming Community [GGC] must officially renounce ALL TIES to the corporate western video game market. We have been financially exploited through predatorial monetization schemes, pelted with numerous articles of disdain and intentional misrepresentation from game journalists, news outlets regarding us as dangerous individuals and, even subjected to inferior products not only riddled with bugs but also products meant to push political agendas. For the preservation of our community and its unique culture, apart from a few select game development studios we officially sever all connections to western owned video game companies & their mainstream affiliates. From this point onward, we will no longer support western corporate developers, journalists and publishers that do not coincide with the goals of our community.”
Naturally this is completely optional. If you are okay with the state of the gaming community as it is, feel free to ignore this. But if you wish for real change and a break away from oversaturated monetization in the games you play and the push for radical ideological reform, then you are in the right place. Lets sever these rotted miasmic ties once and for all so that our community can be preserved and made better for future gamers. If you agree with this, share it with whoever you think might be interested. The more gamers who get involved, the easier it will be for us to finally break free from mainstream game companies and their associates.
2024.05.18 20:04 memester_zoin I've an Acer Predator Triton 300 (PT315-52-73WT), Using second monitor via a HDMI cable using the HDMI port, tried using the mini display port with a Mini DP to HDMI converter and it doesn't give me an output to connect another monitor. Wondering if I'm missing something. I need 2 ext. monitors >.<
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2024.05.18 19:59 StaticOTI The Guess Who ~ Running Back Thru Canada Live in Winnipeg
The Guess Who - Running Back Thru Canada Live in Winnipeg June 30, 2000 Canwest Global Park Winnipeg MB CA *** Enjoy the full concert FREE @ https://bit.ly/guesswhorunningbackthrucanada *** A Hometown Throwdown Live in the Heart of the Nation by R. Dale Roth 2024-05-18
At the end of June in the summer of 2000, Canadian rock royalty, The Guess Who, stopped Running Back Thru Canada smack dab in the middle of the nation, just long enough to unleash a massive sonic super storm on the band's hometown of Winnipeg.
Under a prairie sky ablaze with the setting sun, Winnipeg's favorite sons, The Guess Who, returned to the heart of their homeland for a concert that resonated with the pride and passion of a nation. Canwest Global Park, a baseball diamond transformed into a rock 'n' roll cathedral, became the epicenter of a musical pilgrimage for fans who had followed the band's journey from local heroes to international icons.
The air crackled with anticipation as the stadium lights illuminated the stage, revealing a backdrop steeped in history: vintage amps that had witnessed countless jam sessions, a drum kit weathered by years on the road, and an unmistakable sense of homecoming. The crowd, a sea of red and white, erupted in a chorus of cheers as the band emerged, their faces beaming with the joy of playing for their hometown faithful.
From the opening chords, it was clear that this was no ordinary concert. It was a communion between a band and its people, a celebration of shared memories and a testament to the enduring power of music to connect and inspire. Burton Cummings, his voice as strong and soulful as ever, poured his heart into every lyric, his every gesture a tribute to the city that had nurtured his talent.
Original guitarist Randy Bachman, a hometown hero in his own right, unleashed a torrent of electrifying riffs, his fingers dancing across the fretboard with the ease and confidence of a seasoned veteran. The rhythm section, a well-oiled machine, provided the driving beat that propelled the music forward, while the keyboards added a touch of psychedelic magic.
As the night unfolded, The Guess Who revisited their greatest hits, each song a cherished memory brought to life. The crowd sang along with every word, their voices blending in a harmonious chorus that echoed throughout the stadium. Cummings, visibly moved by the outpouring of affection, shared anecdotes and reflections on his lifelong love affair with Winnipeg, his words resonating with the deep sense of belonging that permeated the atmosphere.
The stage setup, while simple, was imbued with a sense of history and authenticity. The lighting, a kaleidoscope of colors and patterns, transformed the stage into a living canvas, enhancing the emotional impact of each song. The sound, crisp and powerful, ensured that every note reached every corner of the stadium, creating an immersive experience that transcended the physical space.
As the concert reached its crescendo, The Guess Who unleashed a barrage of their most beloved anthems, the crowd responding with an outpouring of unbridled enthusiasm. The final encore, a heartfelt rendition of a song that has become synonymous with Canadian identity, brought tears to many eyes, a testament to the power of music to evoke deep emotions and forge lasting bonds.
The Guess Who's homecoming concert was more than just a performance; it was a celebration of the unbreakable ties that bind a band to its roots, a reminder that home is where the heart is, and that the music born from that connection has the power to transcend time and touch the souls of generations to come.
Song by song:
1. "Runnin' Back To Saskatoon": The opening chords of this prairie anthem resonated with the crowd, setting the tone for a night of hometown pride and musical nostalgia. Cummings' vocals, infused with a sense of longing and belonging, captured the essence of the Canadian experience.
2. "Rain Dance": The band's signature blend of rock and psychedelia was on full display in this swirling, hypnotic number. Bachman's guitar work, a blend of bluesy riffs and soaring solos, transported the audience to another dimension.
3. "Glamour Boy": This hard-rocking track showcased the band's raw energy and rebellious spirit. Cummings' snarling vocals and Bachman's blistering guitar solos ignited the crowd, sparking a wave of headbanging and fist-pumping.
4. "These Eyes": One of the band's most beloved ballads, this song evoked a bittersweet sense of longing and regret. Cummings' emotive vocals, accompanied by a delicate piano melody, touched the hearts of everyone in the stadium.
5. "Lookin' Out for #1": This self-affirming anthem, with its driving rhythm and catchy chorus, had the crowd singing along at the top of their lungs. The song's message of self-reliance and determination resonated with the independent spirit of the Canadian people.
6. "No Sugar Tonight/New Mother Nature": This medley of two classic hits showcased the band's versatility, seamlessly blending hard rock with acoustic folk. Cummings' dynamic vocals and Bachman's intricate guitar work kept the audience on the edge of their seats.
7. "Let It Ride": This bluesy rocker, with its swaggering groove and suggestive lyrics, injected a dose of raw sensuality into the set. Cummings' playful vocals and Bachman's searing guitar solos fueled the crowd's passion.
8. "Undun": This haunting ballad, with its melancholic melody and poetic lyrics, showcased the band's introspective side. Cummings' plaintive vocals, backed by a sparse arrangement, created a moment of quiet reflection.
9. "American Woman": The band's most iconic anthem, this song exploded with an energy that shook the stadium to its foundations. Cummings' defiant vocals and Bachman's iconic riff ignited a frenzy of national pride.
10. "Albert Flasher": This quirky, tongue-in-cheek number, with its playful lyrics and infectious rhythm, brought a smile to everyone's face. Cummings' mischievous vocals and the band's lighthearted performance created a moment of pure fun.
11. "Takin' Care of Business": This high-octane rocker, with its driving beat and motivational lyrics, had the crowd on their feet and singing along. The song's message of hard work and perseverance resonated with the Canadian work ethic.
12. "Laughing": This introspective ballad, with its melancholic melody and poignant lyrics, explored the darker side of human emotions. Cummings' vulnerable vocals and the band's understated performance created a moment of shared empathy.
13. "Bus Rider": This funky, groove-laden track, with its catchy chorus and danceable rhythm, injected a dose of soulful energy into the set. Cummings' playful vocals and the band's tight interplay had the crowd moving to the beat.
14. "No Time": This hard-rocking anthem, with its driving rhythm and rebellious lyrics, unleashed a wave of raw energy. Cummings' powerful vocals and Bachman's blistering guitar solos ignited the crowd's passion.
15. "Share The Land": The concert culminated with this iconic anthem, a rallying cry for unity and compassion. Cummings' heartfelt vocals and the band's soaring performance brought the crowd together in a shared moment of national pride.
Featuring: The Guess Who
Burton Cummings - lead vocals, piano, harmonica, flute, guitar
Randy Bachman - vocals, guitar
Don McDougall - vocals, guitar
Bill Wallace - bass, vocals
Garry Peterson - drums, percussion, vocals
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At the end of June in the summer of 2000, Canadian rock royalty, The Guess Who, stopped Running Back Thru Canada smack dab in the middle of the nation, just long enough to unleash a massive sonic super storm on the band's hometown of Winnipeg.
Under a prairie sky ablaze with the setting sun, Winnipeg's favorite sons, The Guess Who, returned to the heart of their homeland for a concert that resonated with the pride and passion of a nation. Canwest Global Park, a baseball diamond transformed into a rock 'n' roll cathedral, became the epicenter of a musical pilgrimage for fans who had followed the band's journey from local heroes to international icons.
The air crackled with anticipation as the stadium lights illuminated the stage, revealing a backdrop steeped in history: vintage amps that had witnessed countless jam sessions, a drum kit weathered by years on the road, and an unmistakable sense of homecoming. The crowd, a sea of red and white, erupted in a chorus of cheers as the band emerged, their faces beaming with the joy of playing for their hometown faithful.
From the opening chords, it was clear that this was no ordinary concert. It was a communion between a band and its people, a celebration of shared memories and a testament to the enduring power of music to connect and inspire. Burton Cummings, his voice as strong and soulful as ever, poured his heart into every lyric, his every gesture a tribute to the city that had nurtured his talent.
Original guitarist Randy Bachman, a hometown hero in his own right, unleashed a torrent of electrifying riffs, his fingers dancing across the fretboard with the ease and confidence of a seasoned veteran. The rhythm section, a well-oiled machine, provided the driving beat that propelled the music forward, while the keyboards added a touch of psychedelic magic.
As the night unfolded, The Guess Who revisited their greatest hits, each song a cherished memory brought to life. The crowd sang along with every word, their voices blending in a harmonious chorus that echoed throughout the stadium. Cummings, visibly moved by the outpouring of affection, shared anecdotes and reflections on his lifelong love affair with Winnipeg, his words resonating with the deep sense of belonging that permeated the atmosphere.
The stage setup, while simple, was imbued with a sense of history and authenticity. The lighting, a kaleidoscope of colors and patterns, transformed the stage into a living canvas, enhancing the emotional impact of each song. The sound, crisp and powerful, ensured that every note reached every corner of the stadium, creating an immersive experience that transcended the physical space.
As the concert reached its crescendo, The Guess Who unleashed a barrage of their most beloved anthems, the crowd responding with an outpouring of unbridled enthusiasm. The final encore, a heartfelt rendition of a song that has become synonymous with Canadian identity, brought tears to many eyes, a testament to the power of music to evoke deep emotions and forge lasting bonds.
The Guess Who's homecoming concert was more than just a performance; it was a celebration of the unbreakable ties that bind a band to its roots, a reminder that home is where the heart is, and that the music born from that connection has the power to transcend time and touch the souls of generations to come.
Song by song:
1. "Runnin' Back To Saskatoon": The opening chords of this prairie anthem resonated with the crowd, setting the tone for a night of hometown pride and musical nostalgia. Cummings' vocals, infused with a sense of longing and belonging, captured the essence of the Canadian experience.
2. "Rain Dance": The band's signature blend of rock and psychedelia was on full display in this swirling, hypnotic number. Bachman's guitar work, a blend of bluesy riffs and soaring solos, transported the audience to another dimension.
3. "Glamour Boy": This hard-rocking track showcased the band's raw energy and rebellious spirit. Cummings' snarling vocals and Bachman's blistering guitar solos ignited the crowd, sparking a wave of headbanging and fist-pumping.
4. "These Eyes": One of the band's most beloved ballads, this song evoked a bittersweet sense of longing and regret. Cummings' emotive vocals, accompanied by a delicate piano melody, touched the hearts of everyone in the stadium.
5. "Lookin' Out for #1": This self-affirming anthem, with its driving rhythm and catchy chorus, had the crowd singing along at the top of their lungs. The song's message of self-reliance and determination resonated with the independent spirit of the Canadian people.
6. "No Sugar Tonight/New Mother Nature": This medley of two classic hits showcased the band's versatility, seamlessly blending hard rock with acoustic folk. Cummings' dynamic vocals and Bachman's intricate guitar work kept the audience on the edge of their seats.
7. "Let It Ride": This bluesy rocker, with its swaggering groove and suggestive lyrics, injected a dose of raw sensuality into the set. Cummings' playful vocals and Bachman's searing guitar solos fueled the crowd's passion.
8. "Undun": This haunting ballad, with its melancholic melody and poetic lyrics, showcased the band's introspective side. Cummings' plaintive vocals, backed by a sparse arrangement, created a moment of quiet reflection.
9. "American Woman": The band's most iconic anthem, this song exploded with an energy that shook the stadium to its foundations. Cummings' defiant vocals and Bachman's iconic riff ignited a frenzy of national pride.
10. "Albert Flasher": This quirky, tongue-in-cheek number, with its playful lyrics and infectious rhythm, brought a smile to everyone's face. Cummings' mischievous vocals and the band's lighthearted performance created a moment of pure fun.
11. "Takin' Care of Business": This high-octane rocker, with its driving beat and motivational lyrics, had the crowd on their feet and singing along. The song's message of hard work and perseverance resonated with the Canadian work ethic.
12. "Laughing": This introspective ballad, with its melancholic melody and poignant lyrics, explored the darker side of human emotions. Cummings' vulnerable vocals and the band's understated performance created a moment of shared empathy.
13. "Bus Rider": This funky, groove-laden track, with its catchy chorus and danceable rhythm, injected a dose of soulful energy into the set. Cummings' playful vocals and the band's tight interplay had the crowd moving to the beat.
14. "No Time": This hard-rocking anthem, with its driving rhythm and rebellious lyrics, unleashed a wave of raw energy. Cummings' powerful vocals and Bachman's blistering guitar solos ignited the crowd's passion.
15. "Share The Land": The concert culminated with this iconic anthem, a rallying cry for unity and compassion. Cummings' heartfelt vocals and the band's soaring performance brought the crowd together in a shared moment of national pride.
Featuring: The Guess Who
Burton Cummings - lead vocals, piano, harmonica, flute, guitar
Randy Bachman - vocals, guitar
Don McDougall - vocals, guitar
Bill Wallace - bass, vocals
Garry Peterson - drums, percussion, vocals
Please Comment, Like, Share & Follow.
Enjoy this, & more complete concerts FREE @ StaticContentCreations.com
Thanks for watching. D♠️R
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2024.05.18 19:33 quinn4winn Signalling to overtake?
On one of my lessons, I signalled to overtake a bus. My driving instructor felt very strongly that I shouldn't have signalled saying "why did you just signal to overtake that bus?" To which I answered "so driver behind me knows I'm about to overtake" to which he said "why? Can they not see the bus?" And mentioned that it distracts me from overtaking by signalling. The same for bikes. However, I have seen in many mock test videos on YouTube people signalling to overtake and getting told good signalling and observations for overtaking etc. My mum also told me I should be signalling when overtaking.
In short, should I signal to overtake?
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In short, should I signal to overtake?
2024.05.18 19:23 Designer_Baker_6089 PMCC 4TH WATCH IS A CULT!
Ilang years din ako sa church pero marami na akong nababalitaan. *From pastoteachers ng MCA na mga pedophile. Wala man lang 18 units pero nakakapagturo sa school kaya siguro hindi alam ang ethics ng pagiging guro. -Puro pabili ng ticket, halos may activity na sa churchhindi naman related sa school pero gusto ng sinbahan na sali din ang mga students. -Nasa church/MCA parin ang mga pedophile like Francis, Edwin Pascual mga tulonggess na taga payong ng sugo ng satanas. Si Christopher Canto, teacher Neri, Tony Angeles na tinapon na sa Grace Island Mindoro ng PMCC 4TH WATCH -Speaking of Grace Island, yes may Island na po tayo. Di po tayo titigil hanggat wala pa tayong private jets and properties sa iba't ibang bahagi ng mundo.
*Bishop Sulayao is the padre Damaso of PMCC 4th watch nagpalaki ng batang babae nong nag dalaga na binuntis still nasa church parin sila buong pamilya. -He's also involved sa issue na Dreamers Scheme (Dreamers Consumer Goods) na nag encourage sa mga members na mag invest may 15% to 20% after 30 days sa ininvest mo at umabot sa 200M ang nakuhang pera at hindi na nakita ang members pero still ayan nasa Iglesia pa rin.
Lavish Lifestyle ng mga leaders. -Palagi nila sinasabi na imatation lang, ClassA lang, Donate or bigay lang. Yes kase maniniwala naman talaga ang mga uto uto eh. Kahit mataas mga pinagaaralan ng iba dahil bulag sa katotohanan sabi nga *Walk by faith not by sight kahit mali na yung ginagawa ng iglesia mag stay parin sa Iglesia kase bulag na sa katotohanan. -Kaliwat kanang luxury items ang myembero ng 4th watch kala mo royalty, business class at iba pa. -Yung anak ni Bishop Osie na maraming pic na kala mo nasa Only fans, puro business class lang sila. Unbothered queen kase di naman niya pera. Sa business ng asawa niya na si Arnie hindi makakabili lang isang LV yan sa isang buwan.
-Retoke to da maxx ang ibang myembro. Dahil ang trademark ng pamilya ng apostol eh malalaki ang ilong ayan paparetoke kagit sobrang botched na tapos ayun yung myember tamang sampa lang sa bus sa ngalan lang ng panginoon.
-Sino nag claim na apostol siya? Sugo sya ng Diyos? Pag ganitong claim talaga red flag na simbahan. Walang sinabi ang Panginoon na may inuutusan siya dito para magkulambat ng malaking pera.
-EXCESSIVE TITHES. Mga myembro na nagbebenta ng lupa, nangungutang ginagawan ng video kase binigay sa Panginoon pag malaki ang bigayan mo maganda din ang pangalan mo sa simbahan. Gusto nila ng Free, Sponsor plus may certificate ka pa dahil nakapagbigay ka dahil may paganitong eksena naman gaganahan naman ang iba mag sponsor at bigay.
-Kayo ano ang kwentong 4th watch niyo?
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*Bishop Sulayao is the padre Damaso of PMCC 4th watch nagpalaki ng batang babae nong nag dalaga na binuntis still nasa church parin sila buong pamilya. -He's also involved sa issue na Dreamers Scheme (Dreamers Consumer Goods) na nag encourage sa mga members na mag invest may 15% to 20% after 30 days sa ininvest mo at umabot sa 200M ang nakuhang pera at hindi na nakita ang members pero still ayan nasa Iglesia pa rin.
Lavish Lifestyle ng mga leaders. -Palagi nila sinasabi na imatation lang, ClassA lang, Donate or bigay lang. Yes kase maniniwala naman talaga ang mga uto uto eh. Kahit mataas mga pinagaaralan ng iba dahil bulag sa katotohanan sabi nga *Walk by faith not by sight kahit mali na yung ginagawa ng iglesia mag stay parin sa Iglesia kase bulag na sa katotohanan. -Kaliwat kanang luxury items ang myembero ng 4th watch kala mo royalty, business class at iba pa. -Yung anak ni Bishop Osie na maraming pic na kala mo nasa Only fans, puro business class lang sila. Unbothered queen kase di naman niya pera. Sa business ng asawa niya na si Arnie hindi makakabili lang isang LV yan sa isang buwan.
-Retoke to da maxx ang ibang myembro. Dahil ang trademark ng pamilya ng apostol eh malalaki ang ilong ayan paparetoke kagit sobrang botched na tapos ayun yung myember tamang sampa lang sa bus sa ngalan lang ng panginoon.
-Sino nag claim na apostol siya? Sugo sya ng Diyos? Pag ganitong claim talaga red flag na simbahan. Walang sinabi ang Panginoon na may inuutusan siya dito para magkulambat ng malaking pera.
-EXCESSIVE TITHES. Mga myembro na nagbebenta ng lupa, nangungutang ginagawan ng video kase binigay sa Panginoon pag malaki ang bigayan mo maganda din ang pangalan mo sa simbahan. Gusto nila ng Free, Sponsor plus may certificate ka pa dahil nakapagbigay ka dahil may paganitong eksena naman gaganahan naman ang iba mag sponsor at bigay.
-Kayo ano ang kwentong 4th watch niyo?
2024.05.18 19:11 Accurate_Ice7330 AITA for refusing to allow my children’s step siblings to go to the same school as my children?
The ex and I have been divorced for several years. After the divorce, I bought another house and she moved to a nearby city. The schools in my city are among the highest ranked schools in our state and one of the high school is ranked top 20 in the country. The schools in her city is among the lowest ranked with regularly fights and even kids hitting teachers. After a year of the kids going to the schools in her city, we decided our kids should go to school here.
When the ex have custody, she drops them off at my house in the mornings so they can take the bus to school then they stay at my house after school, eat dinner with me, and do their homework until she picks them up around 8.
A couple of years ago she married a guy who has sole custody of a couple of kids around the same ages as mine. His kids go to the schools in her city. The end of school is next week and as she picked up the kids last night, she asked if I’d be willing to let them use my address so that the other kids can join mine. She said that there was a big fight this week at one of their schools and at the beginning of the year, a video of one of the students beating a teacher made the news.
Her idea is that she changes her address to mine and we keep the same schedule with just added kids. I immediately refused since (1) I don’t want the ex to have my address on her license and (2) I don’t want to take care of kids I don’t know for 4 or 5 hours a day. She thinks I’m being dramatic and putting those kids in danger. She also said that her kids are going to have less of an education where they are and be less prepared for college than ours.
Am I wrong for not wanting responsibilities for random kids?
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When the ex have custody, she drops them off at my house in the mornings so they can take the bus to school then they stay at my house after school, eat dinner with me, and do their homework until she picks them up around 8.
A couple of years ago she married a guy who has sole custody of a couple of kids around the same ages as mine. His kids go to the schools in her city. The end of school is next week and as she picked up the kids last night, she asked if I’d be willing to let them use my address so that the other kids can join mine. She said that there was a big fight this week at one of their schools and at the beginning of the year, a video of one of the students beating a teacher made the news.
Her idea is that she changes her address to mine and we keep the same schedule with just added kids. I immediately refused since (1) I don’t want the ex to have my address on her license and (2) I don’t want to take care of kids I don’t know for 4 or 5 hours a day. She thinks I’m being dramatic and putting those kids in danger. She also said that her kids are going to have less of an education where they are and be less prepared for college than ours.
Am I wrong for not wanting responsibilities for random kids?
2024.05.18 18:09 No-Stable6131 Should I Buy This guitar? (Is This Belly Bulge)
 | Saw this 2019 Taylor GS Mini-e Rosewood today, looking to buy it as my first guitar (the price is ($700 AUD). But I'm concerned, I'm seeing what looks to me like a slightly raised rectangular zone directly under the bridge, with stress marks in the timber grain at the corners of that rectangle. submitted by No-Stable6131 to AcousticGuitar [link] [comments] I've read a tolerance of up to 3.2mm (1/8 inch) of designed belly bulge produces a more lovely sound than a purely flat top for this guitar. I accidentally left my long metal ruler on the bus on the way, so found it hard to measure the bulge, but I suspect it may be greater than 3mm if it's intended that this measurement should be taken at the seam where the guitar top meets its side. I also got the impression from a Taylor video that the incline should be gradual everywhere, with no flat areas. There's also a light colouration on all sides surrounding the bridge. I got a credit card and tried to slide it under the wings, that wasn't possible. I'm told this guitar has only ever had the one current owner. They gig with it several times per week. They've not travelled or lived with the guitar somewhere it would have experienced any sudden changes in humidity. They told me they don't have moisture/mold issues in their home. But humidity in Sydney is often 85% in summer, well above what's optimal for guitars. I'm told the guitar is always stored inbetween plays in its structured gig bag. Around 50% of the time flat, 50% upright, without any humidity soaking tools. The owner wasn't sure if they always put medium or fine strings on. So I took a photo of my hand next to what they currently have on in case that helps identify them and thus the degree of tension the guitar has been coping with. The guitar sounded so beautiful and resonant to me. But would I be investing in a guitar that's got major problems on the horizon? Or is this just a happy, healthy 5 year old Taylor GS mini-e? Thanks! ☺️ |
2024.05.18 18:03 soutopdemais i got the new model rtx
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2024.05.18 18:01 dangerblossom Buy and Sell Equipment Quandry
I buy out equipment from various facilities including all types of computers. I refurbish them and resell, mostly as ready to go units to other retail resellers.
I recently had a computer returned to me for recycling by one of resellers (that sold it to another retailer, tech) because the customer damaged the glass touch screen and it wouldn't boot. They bought a similar machine and off they went. (Bought from reseller, purchased from me). Sorry to make things so complicated but there's 1. Me, 2. Reseller, 3. Retailer, 4. Buyer that broke the machine.
When I opened the machine the nvme drive and memory were still inside. I put the nvme in a functional computer and it started up with no issues. I found about 100gb of customer data including daily sales reports, banking, pictures and videos of construction job sites, payroll information, etc... etc...
Sooooo... 1. Me called 2. Reseller regarding this info and asked him to talk to 3. Retailer regarding data and asking 3. To ask 4. End user if they had everything off the old dead PC and if they would kindly like me to return the drive. The data didn't appear to be backed up but may have been sent to usb?
I don't feel comfortable calling the 4 user and say "hey, I have you work data from the last three years, want it back?" This would be throwing 3 Retailer under the bus for a. Not recovering data if that were the case or b. Carelessly allowing their data to fall into third party hands.
I've been doing this kind of work for decades and these kind of things still get to me. My wife is encouraging me to give them a call.
What would you do in my case?
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I recently had a computer returned to me for recycling by one of resellers (that sold it to another retailer, tech) because the customer damaged the glass touch screen and it wouldn't boot. They bought a similar machine and off they went. (Bought from reseller, purchased from me). Sorry to make things so complicated but there's 1. Me, 2. Reseller, 3. Retailer, 4. Buyer that broke the machine.
When I opened the machine the nvme drive and memory were still inside. I put the nvme in a functional computer and it started up with no issues. I found about 100gb of customer data including daily sales reports, banking, pictures and videos of construction job sites, payroll information, etc... etc...
Sooooo... 1. Me called 2. Reseller regarding this info and asked him to talk to 3. Retailer regarding data and asking 3. To ask 4. End user if they had everything off the old dead PC and if they would kindly like me to return the drive. The data didn't appear to be backed up but may have been sent to usb?
- Retailer said that he sold them a replacement and to recycle the old one.
I don't feel comfortable calling the 4 user and say "hey, I have you work data from the last three years, want it back?" This would be throwing 3 Retailer under the bus for a. Not recovering data if that were the case or b. Carelessly allowing their data to fall into third party hands.
I've been doing this kind of work for decades and these kind of things still get to me. My wife is encouraging me to give them a call.
What would you do in my case?
2024.05.18 17:59 OkImpact5791 Need help on what to do
So back story I’m going to change names to respect privacy (this is a woman to women relationship) me and this girl have been together since middle school and we had broken up for a while reason because I wasn’t ok and I was taking my feelings out on the people I shouldn’t have but also my now ex best friend Nicky made me like physically made me break up with her that is whole different story but made me break up with her after she started dating someone else while we were broken up I’m going to call her kk so when her and kk broke up she started dating me again but the thing is she wanted us to keep me and her a secret and hide our relationship because she was worried about how her friends would react because they didn’t like me I was like ok cool but when we went on a filed trip with our rotc her and let’s call her s made out on the bus going back to our college and when I found out about it she said oh everyone doesn’t know I’m with someone and they all think that she’s single and told me not to worry about it but the following Tuesday her and s went out after practice to talk my girlfriend said that all they did was talk about what they wanted and stuff and that’s all that happened and I wasn’t ok with that and she knew that so after that we went on and mind you I’ve been home since spring break because I’ve had knee surgery so I’ve had kk who has turned into one of my best friends tell me everything that has happened at school and apparently my girlfriend and a were tg so I asked my girlfriend about it and she said no that they were talking and dropped the conversation a while later she knows that Ik that her a s were tg and stoped trying to hide it so after that they were together for a while but they broke up and then it was back to it being me and my girlfriend and the z came into the picture I found out from kk that they were tg and I didn’t say anything to my girlfriend to see if she was going to tell me and she didn’t so when I brought it up she was mad at me that I found out so fast forward to last night I was telling her how I was feeling about this hole situation and she was getting mad at me and then told me it was over but not even 10 minutes later told me that I had another chance and we were still tg which I didn’t beg her to stay all I said that I was sorry So she made that decision all on her own to take me back and that was that until this morning when I went onto TikTok all I see is her pointing edit of her and z and reposting videos of the videos saying that she was so happy that she wasn’t delusional over someone anymore and I just know it’s about me so I need advice on what to do about it because I don’t know what to do anymore
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2024.05.18 17:39 Key-Engineering3134 Yall think Ray Toro had a backwards compatible PS3?
Ray Toro from My Chemical Romance owned a fat model PS3 seen in an MCR on tour video where Ray escorts a camera guy through the bands tour bus. He has a PS3 in his bunk. Now for context this was filmed in 06, which means he likely got his PS3 as soon as it came out. So you think it’s likely he got a backwards compatible PS3?
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2024.05.18 17:38 Toastier_Loaf [TOMT] [VIDEO] Kids rapping made up words on a bus
The video is very recent, like probably post covid. It's filmed on a smart phone probably. There are a few boys on a bus rapping made up words. They are taking turns and passionately doing a freestyle like rapping rhythm. The video ends with one of them loudly going "GYY-AHH"
This is next to impossible to Google. I've been looking for days.
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This is next to impossible to Google. I've been looking for days.
2024.05.18 17:31 Carjaguar Military commissars continue to clear Odessa of men
 | To invite “volunteers” to slaughter, they now use not only brute physical force, but also means of self-defense. submitted by Carjaguar to ProRussia_news [link] [comments] Like, for example, in this video. The woman filming it says that the police, in order to get a Ukrainian man off the bus, sprayed him with pepper spray, and they threatened to break her phone. |
2024.05.18 17:21 Acceptable-Yak7968 NPD - JHS Punchline, an Expensive Impulse Buy
 | JHS and Sweetwater released this limited edition pedal a few days ago, the JHS Punchline. I watched a couple of YouTube videos they made about it and immediately scooped one up. That's not something I normally do. I'm usually very thoughtful and methodical on hobby related purchases. But for this one, I just kinda went for it. I figured could just sell it in a few months if I don't like it (that's not going to happen). So I placed the order. I'm not too far from Sweetwater and I this wonderful little box arrived 1 day later. I'm still waiting on the strings I ordered though 🤔 submitted by Acceptable-Yak7968 to basspedals [link] [comments] Josh has a very long winded back story on this thing, but in short JHS, Keeley Electronics, and Benson Amps, made Beach Boys themed pedals as a promotion for a new Disney documentary, I kid you not lol. The result for us bass players is kickass all analog multi-effects pedal. Basically, it's a JHS take on a Sansamp but based on a Fender amp that Carol Kaye used to record Beach Boys songs rather than an Ampeg. The pedal has 4 sections from left to right, an always on 3-band EQ with master volume, analog amp simulator with presence control and an on/off switch, a distortion pedal that is kind of based on a Rat (I think) with clean blend, and finally an easy to use BUS style compressor with a pre-post switch so you chose to have the comp first in the chain or after the amp simulator. It's very cool feature and completely changes how you approach the compressor. Finally it has a DI out and a 1/4" out with the whole signal chain going to both outputs. Overall this thing sounds amazing. It can do old school thumpy Beach Boys/Beatles tones, it can do crushing modern rock tones and anything in between. It has a lot of knobs and switches but it's very easy to dial in a great tone. All of this plus some minimalist good looks and you have an excellent all on one solution. The only thing it's missing is a tuner, but think my boss wil do just fine. My only gripe is the knobs, they're very difficult to read. One final thing, it came with this really nice pick. They cost $7 A PIECE so I hope I don't lose it 😂 |
2024.05.18 17:11 Alive-Worldliness43 Despair
Feeling stronger than ever, more connected to the Lord than ever, behaving more righteously than ever, more confident, more approachable, happier the list goes on.
Next day. Strongest temptation. I fail. Usual shame and guilt. I repent, I feel confident that with my recent connection to the Lord this was just a one time mistake and I'll be able to rectify it tommorow.
Tommorow comes, fail twice more. Utter shame. Feel disgusting. I'm a failure, I'm pathetic and I am hopeless, I'll never break this cycle. (Same day). I post on here out of need for help after feeling isolated and alone. My first time ever being honest with any other Christians. Overwhelmingly Great responses, multiple different views and an overall positive uplifting result. Go to bed thinking with this newfound community, I'm unstoppable.
The next day, I had a long bus journey, I am still focused on the Lord. I'm listening to God praising music. I listen to a 3hr long podcast which is unbelievably relatable. The temptations are still there thoughout the day but I'm able to brush them off. I arrive at the hotel. I fail again. In the worst way. I feel so much guilt, Ive let myself down, I've let everyone God sent to support me down and most importantly I've once again let the Lord himself down.
I go on Instagram to try and forget about it (obviously can't). First video I see is an edit about Mathew 7:22-23. Is this God's way of telling me to get my act together? Am I hell bound? My fear of the Lord has peaked, I'm genuinely terrified of eternal separation. I've failed and i feel unforgivable, I mean who would forgive someone who fails the same way so consistently, it's almost guaranteed to happen again, the bible literally says to not be repetitive in prayer and my prayers are like broken records. I'm pathetic.
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Next day. Strongest temptation. I fail. Usual shame and guilt. I repent, I feel confident that with my recent connection to the Lord this was just a one time mistake and I'll be able to rectify it tommorow.
Tommorow comes, fail twice more. Utter shame. Feel disgusting. I'm a failure, I'm pathetic and I am hopeless, I'll never break this cycle. (Same day). I post on here out of need for help after feeling isolated and alone. My first time ever being honest with any other Christians. Overwhelmingly Great responses, multiple different views and an overall positive uplifting result. Go to bed thinking with this newfound community, I'm unstoppable.
The next day, I had a long bus journey, I am still focused on the Lord. I'm listening to God praising music. I listen to a 3hr long podcast which is unbelievably relatable. The temptations are still there thoughout the day but I'm able to brush them off. I arrive at the hotel. I fail again. In the worst way. I feel so much guilt, Ive let myself down, I've let everyone God sent to support me down and most importantly I've once again let the Lord himself down.
I go on Instagram to try and forget about it (obviously can't). First video I see is an edit about Mathew 7:22-23. Is this God's way of telling me to get my act together? Am I hell bound? My fear of the Lord has peaked, I'm genuinely terrified of eternal separation. I've failed and i feel unforgivable, I mean who would forgive someone who fails the same way so consistently, it's almost guaranteed to happen again, the bible literally says to not be repetitive in prayer and my prayers are like broken records. I'm pathetic.
2024.05.18 17:10 Alive-Worldliness43 Despair
Feeling stronger than ever, more connected to the Lord than ever, behaving more righteously than ever, more confident, more approachable, happier the list goes on.
Next day. Strongest temptation. I fail. Usual shame and guilt. I repent, I feel confident that with my recent connection to the Lord this was just a one time mistake and I'll be able to rectify it tommorow.
Tommorow comes, fail twice more. Utter shame. Feel disgusting. I'm a failure, I'm pathetic and I am hopeless, I'll never break this cycle. (Same day). I post on here out of need for help after feeling isolated and alone. My first time ever being honest with any other Christians. Overwhelmingly Great responses, multiple different views and an overall positive uplifting result. Go to bed thinking with this newfound community, I'm unstoppable.
The next day, I had a long bus journey, I am still focused on the Lord. I'm listening to God praising music. I listen to a 3hr long podcast which is unbelievably relatable. The temptations are still there thoughout the day but I'm able to brush them off. I arrive at the hotel. I fail again. In the worst way. I feel so much guilt, Ive let myself down, I've let everyone God sent to support me down and most importantly I've once again let the Lord himself down.
I go on Instagram to try and forget about it (obviously can't). First video I see is an edit about Mathew 7:22-23. Is this God's way of telling me to get my act together? Am I hell bound? My fear of the Lord has peaked, I'm genuinely terrified of eternal separation. I've failed and i feel unforgivable, I mean who would forgive someone who fails the same way so consistently, it's almost guaranteed to happen again, the bible literally says to not be repetitive in prayer and my prayers are like broken records. I'm pathetic.
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Next day. Strongest temptation. I fail. Usual shame and guilt. I repent, I feel confident that with my recent connection to the Lord this was just a one time mistake and I'll be able to rectify it tommorow.
Tommorow comes, fail twice more. Utter shame. Feel disgusting. I'm a failure, I'm pathetic and I am hopeless, I'll never break this cycle. (Same day). I post on here out of need for help after feeling isolated and alone. My first time ever being honest with any other Christians. Overwhelmingly Great responses, multiple different views and an overall positive uplifting result. Go to bed thinking with this newfound community, I'm unstoppable.
The next day, I had a long bus journey, I am still focused on the Lord. I'm listening to God praising music. I listen to a 3hr long podcast which is unbelievably relatable. The temptations are still there thoughout the day but I'm able to brush them off. I arrive at the hotel. I fail again. In the worst way. I feel so much guilt, Ive let myself down, I've let everyone God sent to support me down and most importantly I've once again let the Lord himself down.
I go on Instagram to try and forget about it (obviously can't). First video I see is an edit about Mathew 7:22-23. Is this God's way of telling me to get my act together? Am I hell bound? My fear of the Lord has peaked, I'm genuinely terrified of eternal separation. I've failed and i feel unforgivable, I mean who would forgive someone who fails the same way so consistently, it's almost guaranteed to happen again, the bible literally says to not be repetitive in prayer and my prayers are like broken records. I'm pathetic.
2024.05.18 17:01 Straight_Advisor9355 One more month… I miss my goat :/
 | Initially, I discovered X as a high school freshman. At the time, I was 14 and he held a huge impression on my life. I felt as if his music understood me more than I could ever know myself; his music explained emotions that I failed to express and acknowledge. submitted by Straight_Advisor9355 to XXXTENTACION [link] [comments] X held an impression on my life due to his persona. While he was locked away in 2016, the only way I could learn about him was through interviews and clips people posted on youtube. There was one video I remember rewatching over and over called members only funny moments by a YouTuber named R!cky. I’d watch his members only vlogs, look at his older tweets, sampled music, and I’d fixate on anything related to him whether it be his interest in anime, the LoA, and deleted music like Who The Fuck Is God. After he got out of jail, X used to go instagram live when I’d be depressed in class and my face will light up. I’ll never forget when his 1035 The Beat interview dropped when I was in Geography or when his XXL freestyle dropped while I was in summer school. I’d bump X’s music wherever I went whether it be on the bus, the metro train, and even in the school restrooms since ppl would bully me for liking his music but I didn’t care, I knew X was going to do amazing things. I was completely mesmerized by how complex he was as a human. He was so aggressive yet so willing to show his vulnerability. I appreciate X for becoming a better person as he progressed through his life. I loved X since he had an uncanny ability to motivate and nurture those around him. His self awareness and wisdom implored me, and made me seek self improvement both physically and mentally. I really love X, and his death will always haunt me. I miss him so much and I truly believe that he would’ve changed the world |
2024.05.18 16:51 Mr_Dace 100% GPU Utilisation
 | The task manager shows that my Intel Arc A750 GPU is always at 100% utilisation, even with nothing running. Any idea why? Could it have something to do with the UHD graphics showing up there? submitted by Mr_Dace to IntelArc [link] [comments] https://preview.redd.it/5qsm1hnh771d1.png?width=1665&format=png&auto=webp&s=78c8ab36c35135ab6bb805d7ce47e46579f3fcbe |