Rant VIII: The Reckoning

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Water we still doing this for? Everyone already nozzle the puns. I mean, dishes as far as it can go, right?
 
As if my day or night couldn't get worse. Going through the worst bout of depression in awhile. It's to the point that I'm fighting the urge to just go somewhere in the woods, take off my jacket, and freeze to death. Which means I was so depressed at work that I was trying not to cry in front of customers. So work sent me home early. Which means Dad, of course, had to yell at me about it because fuck my depression, it's about making money. Because that's all he cares about. I might as well just be $Son to him.

And then I tried watching Big Bang Theory to maybe cheer myself up. And if I was in a better mood, this probably would:
Dill BBT 1.jpg
Dill BBT 2.jpg

But of course, all it makes me figure is people are going to assume I ripped Dill off from Big Bang Theory. Even though Dill predates this stupid gag by 5+ years.
 
Stranger things have happened.

Sure, they don't happen often, but they do happen.
Also, this could be an opportunity for a carefully- and tastefully-crafted tweet at @BigBang_CBS that does a little subtle self-promotion.

--Patrick
 

GasBandit

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It's animatronics ala the earlier Ninja Turtles movies or nothing.
I thought those WERE guys in suits? Wasn't there a picture going around where it shows one of the actors' faces when the turtle opened his mouth to laugh?

Found it



I guess the heads might have been animatronic.
 
I thought those WERE guys in suits? Wasn't there a picture going around where it shows one of the actors' faces when the turtle opened his mouth to laugh?

Found it

I guess the heads might have been animatronic.
They were guys in suits, but some of the movements (eyes, for example) were animatronics, I believe. Still, same idea.
 
Btw, here's the full scene in question:


You know the funniest thing about this? Aside from missing his under-the-snout scruff and maybe have a more define hunchback (for the carapace), it's a pretty solid representation of Dill.
 
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Uuuugh. Apparently I had nothing better to do tonight because I just had a unnecessarily long debate with someone on Twitter about art, academia, and criticism.

They were absolutely convinced that art should not be critiqued or studied. That it should be viewed and give the viewer an emotion and such. That creating art and expression has nothing to do with the brain, but the soul, and there are no outside influences or inspirations.

Which, coming from the world of academia and having studied and graduated in English Literature, I know is a load of horse hockey. For one, there is something to be said of studying and criticizing art or literature in order to learn its deeper meanings, allegories, or allusions. You learn to appreciate that artist more by looking into their influences or historical context. Two, you can enjoy something and still study or critique it. There's absolutely no reason why you can't do both. I mentioned Ulysses as a prime example of this: that it can't be read on its own because it's near incomprehensible without studying its allusions and allegories. It's barely English on a surface reading.

But this guy was absolutely adamant. And of course, belittling me and insulting me the whole ride, saying that I'm limited, or stupid, or impaired. I don't know why I bothered with him the whole time, but I guess that shows the kind of mood I'm in tonight.
I know the topic has moved onto another rant, but I just wanted to let you know, I had a college professor with similar views. Yes, someone earning a living off art, who felt this way about it, and simultaneously hypocritical about it (and a lit professor, so I presume had an English degree too, which only makes the contradictions more perplexing). Worst professor I had in all four years; was a complete moron. One can go far being a moron.
 

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@ThatNickGuy I empathize. I have seen so many of my ideas show up on screen after I created them. I altered the original story for Fade, which I penned years ago, because of it. Imagine my irritation when I saw a male protagonist with long blonde hair use alchemy to perform magic-like effects based on state changes, all the while insisting that it isn't magic but science.
 
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Noah just had his first experience with this. He has been writing a series about Ninja Penguins (and other animals) since last year. A few days ago we were in a bookstore. I was browsing through some Japanese language instruction books when I found one that caught my eye: Ninja Penguin Talks Japanese in Japan. It is a language book, but has some comic book panels of Ninja Penguin, his sensei, enemies, etc. while he's traveling around Japan learning about the different regions and the language. Noah was immediately upset because he thought he wouldn't be able to write his book without someone thinking he took the idea from that book. Like I told him this is not the same thing. Keep writing about Dill. Fuck the people who might remember some obscure BBT bit.
 
My daughter is at a sleepover so I am trying to clean her room. This is a soul sucking experience, because no matter how much work I do her room is still completely trashed. I kept asking my husband to come upstairs to tell me that I've made progress. I need to go back in there, but I needed to escape for a little bit first.
 
I have an older son, who turns 13 in June. I have not yet been able to work up the will to clean that.
 
I've spent the past 30 minutes or so trying mostly unsuccessfully not to bawl my eyes out like a broken hearted child, because I have a splitting fucking headache, I'm still trying to fight off the last of this flu, my wife has been stuck at the airport in Philly for the past two nights, and I'm probably going to have to have our cat put to sleep tomorrow before she gets home, 10 days before my wife's birthday.
 
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I've been exhausted for the past 2 months.

Like -sleep for 12-14 hours a night if I could, everything at work takes 2-6 times longer than it should cuz I can't focus or think- exhausted.

Then I f'd up some joints, so both my legs hurt, and walking is both iffy and painful.
Then my neck got re-buggered up (it's a chronic thing that's usually managed/manageable) to the point where I was basically laying prone for 4 days because of pain, nausea, and light-headedness/dizziness - and that's with taking good drugs.
Then my partner got (more) f'd up (they too have a chronic thing, that's generally a helluva lot better managed than mine), and has had, like, a medical app't every day or so for the past 2 weeks, some of which are 2+ hours away, and they can't drive/sit right now so I "get" to, in amidst the winter storms. And has gone on short-term disability at their work.
What flexibility and good-will I had at work is totally gone because of taking care of/dealing with my partner, cuz it's f'd with my schedule/the office schedule and I've had no notice for most of these things (alot of specialists and such give 24hrs notice of appointments around here, or it's been trips to the ER at odd hours.) Never mind that somehow I have actually managed to stay on top of 80%+ of my work.
Then I get a cold, 'cuz gee, I wonder if my immune system's buggered from the stress and lack of sleep (I've not been sleeping because of the pain in my neck and legs).
And I may or may not be entering into another depressive episode.

And to top it all off, 14 months after initial findings from routine bloodwork (aka: weren't looking for anything), I've gone from newly diagnosed to insulin-dependent diabetic.

Fuck. Every. Thing.

All I want to do is curl up and sleep and drink for at least a month.
 
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