Cid_MCDP

Are we using the Bill Clinton definition of sex? That's 6. Otherwise 10. Spent my prime late teens- early 20's single years mostly drinking or putting guns in my mouth (no, that's not a euphemism you cheeky bastards). Stupid depression ruins everything.

So mincing is like acting super-gay, right? I don't know a ton of gay people, but I think the mincers are no different than extreme kids with the big rings in their ears or Wall Street wannabe types who are talking IMPORTENT BIZNESS on their cell phone while I'm in line at the gas station waiting to pay for a Diet Dew. Some folks don't have much of a personal identity, so they decide to marry themselves to the idea of how society views whatever role they've chosen for themselves. Invariably, they get it wrong by overdoing it because it's more about how they want to be perceived by society rather than just being themselves. I'm not a doctor or a genecticist or whatever, but I can't imagine that in uncivilized areas of the world there are gay men prancing about. Are there men being gay? Sure, probably. I do think biology has a large amount of determination in one's sexual orientation, but to think somewhere in the Amazon there are gay dudes walking around with bent wrists stalking pumas with blowguns or whatever... I don't buy that. I disagree actually. A lot of boys seem to become really camp before they really have any notion of their sexuality. You're implying its an act, I'm sure it isn't. Could be, Rents, could be. I've not seen it in kids, but again, I'm no doctor and I grew up here in the mid-west where being gay is still pretty well frowned upon and I'm sure there's more gay folks around here that are trying to stay in the closet or whatever. Doubt the parents were encouraging little Billy to camp it up whilst doing his morning chores on the farm, know what I mean? Parky does. PARKY DOES FARM CHORES???

So "fix" is synonymous with "piss all over" then? Well, you learn something new every day. Ta, I'm off to fix the work toilet! Er, Loo! Cheers! Canny! Innit! Car boot! Bassong! Shit, that's french...

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So mincing is like acting super-gay, right? I don't know a ton of gay people, but I think the mincers are no different than extreme kids with the big rings in their ears or Wall Street wannabe types who are talking IMPORTENT BIZNESS on their cell phone while I'm in line at the gas station waiting to pay for a Diet Dew. Some folks don't have much of a personal identity, so they decide to marry themselves to the idea of how society views whatever role they've chosen for themselves. Invariably, they get it wrong by overdoing it because it's more about how they want to be perceived by society rather than just being themselves. I'm not a doctor or a genecticist or whatever, but I can't imagine that in uncivilized areas of the world there are gay men prancing about. Are there men being gay? Sure, probably. I do think biology has a large amount of determination in one's sexual orientation, but to think somewhere in the Amazon there are gay dudes walking around with bent wrists stalking pumas with blowguns or whatever... I don't buy that. I disagree actually. A lot of boys seem to become really camp before they really have any notion of their sexuality. You're implying its an act, I'm sure it isn't. Could be, Rents, could be. I've not seen it in kids, but again, I'm no doctor and I grew up here in the mid-west where being gay is still pretty well frowned upon and I'm sure there's more gay folks around here that are trying to stay in the closet or whatever. Doubt the parents were encouraging little Billy to camp it up whilst doing his morning chores on the farm, know what I mean?

So mincing is like acting super-gay, right? I don't know a ton of gay people, but I think the mincers are no different than extreme kids with the big rings in their ears or Wall Street wannabe types who are talking IMPORTENT BIZNESS on their cell phone while I'm in line at the gas station waiting to pay for a Diet Dew. Some folks don't have much of a personal identity, so they decide to marry themselves to the idea of how society views whatever role they've chosen for themselves. Invariably, they get it wrong by overdoing it because it's more about how they want to be perceived by society rather than just being themselves. I'm not a doctor or a genecticist or whatever, but I can't imagine that in uncivilized areas of the world there are gay men prancing about. Are there men being gay? Sure, probably. I do think biology has a large amount of determination in one's sexual orientation, but to think somewhere in the Amazon there are gay dudes walking around with bent wrists stalking pumas with blowguns or whatever... I don't buy that. Lovely image Well, seriously. You know what I mean, right? Lols. (Prolly canny with the blowguns though, TBH.)

Climate for Evansville, Indiana Month Low High Jan 22.6°F 39.5°F Feb 26.2°F 45.4°F Mar 35.2°F 56.4°F Apr 43.8°F 67.2°F May 54.0°F 77.1°F Jun 63.5°F 86.1°F Jul 67.8°F 89.4°F Aug 65.1°F 87.8°F Sept 57.0°F 81.3°F Oct 44.6°F 70.0°F Nov 36.0°F 55.7°F Dec 27.0°F 44.1°F Sonehow think its a tadge different over there Yeah, when people over here say "Football", they mean the brown oblong one (most of the time). What's the weather like Tyneside? Little warmer for the most part innit?

Crossbow tends to lessen the boredom. Oh, to be sure. I've found on several occasions weapons to be effective boredom displacement devices.

So mincing is like acting super-gay, right? I don't know a ton of gay people, but I think the mincers are no different than extreme kids with the big rings in their ears or Wall Street wannabe types who are talking IMPORTENT BIZNESS on their cell phone while I'm in line at the gas station waiting to pay for a Diet Dew. Some folks don't have much of a personal identity, so they decide to marry themselves to the idea of how society views whatever role they've chosen for themselves. Invariably, they get it wrong by overdoing it because it's more about how they want to be perceived by society rather than just being themselves. I'm not a doctor or a genecticist or whatever, but I can't imagine that in uncivilized areas of the world there are gay men prancing about. Are there men being gay? Sure, probably. I do think biology has a large amount of determination in one's sexual orientation, but to think somewhere in the Amazon there are gay dudes walking around with bent wrists stalking pumas with blowguns or whatever... I don't buy that.

The trick to camping not sucking is having something to do. Camping can be FUCKING BORING. If you're set up to go canoeing or rock climbing or fishing or whatever, you're already halfway to having a good camping trip. If you're just loading up the car with your tent and whatnot and planning on spending a few days in the woods, you'll be back by dark. Bring booze, weed, a guitar, canoes, a hacky sack, something to stave off boredom. Think about what you normally do when the power goes off at your house and how mind-numbingly boring it can be. That is your main adversary in the forthcoming camping battle!

That dude shat himself? I totally don't get that at all. Like, what? He's in the visiting stadium so he shat himself because somehow that's worse for the home stadium than him with shit in his drawers? FFS, man. Learn chants or something.

Because they at least claim to oppose terrorism and more western in their outlook than their neighbours, and Norwegians are boring cunts so that's where the extra point for them came from. And yet the U.S. is a 10?

Crime scene cleanup.

Quality that. The Scots man think he is not really sorry, the irish man think it wasnt really r@cist and the English man thinks its not very funny. Theres a 'joke' there somewhere. FYP. ' ' Lols, nice one!

Where is your hooker documentary set in Hamburg anyways? Funding issues. Everyone is suddenly short of cash. Also been sidetracked by the local film fund who asked for proposal (has to be in next week). Thought I'd just nick Cid mcp's idea. Lols, good luck with that idea. I've had soooooo much success flogging it over here. The gun shop scene is very well written you might think about starting there, as it sets up questions in the readers mind. Imagine the power of going from the gun shop scene to the (as is) first scene where he trying to get that girl back for a serious talk!! Just a thought. It's a matter of style, but I'd start there before you lay out your stall of answers....But I don't really like answers till after the middle (keeps things cooking). Dude, over the past five years there's been 3 different openings, but that actually hasn't been one of them. Would be a good place to start though, now that you mention it. It's dialogue heavy because of the way I wrote it. Like I mentioned before, I could never get through more than 8,000 words or so of the novels I've started in the past, so this one, I just tried to imagine my ideas like a movie, then wrote what I was seeing in my head. Dunno how effective it was at the end of the day, but it got me 300+ pages worth of stuff for the first time ever. Please. Since writing that book, I've quit my teaching job and worked as industrial maintenance, IT support, and a manufacturing engineer. The past five years I've done everything from work on robots to fucking toilets and waste sumps. I can take other people's shit . Literally and figuratively.

Quality that. The Scots man think he is not really sorry, the irish man think it wasnt really r@cist and the English man thinks its not very funny. Theres a 'joke' there somewhere. FYP.

I think a lot of times, it isn't worth it monetarily to go after these folks. A lot of this kind of activity comes out of Eastern Europe or China. Trying to get some kind of international law enforcement/ theft recovery process going just isn't worth it to financially to these banks. Which, of course, just reinforces the behavior.

I hold the corporate purchasing card for our little outfit. Our number was stolen back last summer. I don't really buy all that much on it, and when I do, it's at industrial supply companies and whatnot, so it all seemed very suspicious. After some checking and backtracking, it was discovered that no one had stolen my credit card, per se, the bank that managed the account (Bank of America) had been hacked and thousands of cards had been compromised. Point being, don't be too hard on yourself for buying online- it's entirely possible that none of the sites you visited were bad. Same thing over here- it started with a bunch of small transactions to iTunes, fake eBay auctions, PayPal transfers, and the like. I've since read up on the subject, seems like these card numbers get traded around by various hacker groups and that's how they can tell whether the card has been suspended or not. Once they get a couple of the small transactions to go through, they make several large ones, then delete the numbers from their list or database or whatever as they'll most likely be either cancelled or monitored after the big purchases. Fucking hackers. It's a pity my country didn't help Russia out more when the wall fell. That's where a lot of this shit seems to originate from. Apparently there's so many IT guys over there that those jobs don't pay shit, so many of these less than honorable individuals supplement their income by doing "black" work on the side.

Not to say I condone anything remotely like this- just sort of thinking out loud here... (Male) Child molesters get a really bad rap over here. They are vilified in the press, their community, and famously in our federal prisons where they're often killed by the other inmates. (Female child molesters, especially of the middle school teacher variety, are often only subjected to jokes and possibly an interview on a nationally televised morning talk show). I have to think, when a child molester is considering performing their crime (because I think ALL of us are capable of self control except for the TRULY mentally disabled), the thought must cross their mind that if they are caught, not only are they subject to punishment at the hands of the law, but also society and their fellow man. Maybe if ripping off people's retirements, jobs, and general livelihood held a similar stigma, you wouldn't see "mistakes" of this magnitude quite as often.

Ah, after the first 30 or so, you stop dying a little inside and build up a callous. I haven't worked on it much lately. I've been working on this idea I had for a comic book series the last month or two. Got the rough draft done, thought of a better opening and ending, now I'm generating that. My Mac has this program on it called Comic Life that makes it super easy to lay out a comic page. I can't draw for shit, but with Google and this image filter that makes photographs look drawn inside Comic Life, I've somehow managed to make a comic book all on my own (with a lot of unapproved assistance from image sources like the Associated Press). Lols. Truth is like a lot of creative activities, the real pleasure is in doing it, not flogging it. I sat and wrote a story for my daughter this morning in about 40 minutes in between jobs. Great fun at the time. Totally agree. I've tried to write novels in the past- I've been writing short stories and making up stuff since I was a kid, but once I got the idea in my head for this book, I had to get it out of me. The summer I wrote it, it was tough. I would teach summer sessions from around 9am until 3pm, go home and spend some time with the wife, then from around midnight until whenever, it was book time. Being as how I'm not a professional writer, I've never been good with the discipline aspect- I don't write everyday and shit like that. Sure, I could cop out and say my job demands a lot of me, which it does, but truth is, even if I were unemployed, I wouldn't write everyday. When I have to, I do- simple as that. With the novel, once I'd start, I wouldn't be able to stop. I used to tell my wife it was sort of like vomiting- the times I tried to stop early, it didn't work. I just couldn't stop- I'd lie in bed going, "Oh Christ, I have to be teaching in 4 hours. I have to get some sleep!", but if I stopped before I was ready, I would just lay there in bed thinking of the next lines, then eventually stumble back into the computer. It took me 3 months of lost sleep, and even though I've done jack shit with it up to this point, I did it. I wrote a fucking 300 page novel. May sound odd, but I'm more proud of that than just about anything else I've done in the 35 years I've been fucking about on this planet. For what it's worth, I don't know if there's really all that much competition out there, it's just so hard for a publisher to turn a profit these days. Book sales are shite, at least in the U.S. Unless it's a slam dunk like Harry Potter or Stephen King or something, it's really difficult to get publishers to take a chance because the return on investment is so low. It's sort of like the music business- it's easy to keep on cranking out U2 albums because they'll sell almost no matter what, but even if your band is super talented or fresh or whatever, it's still tough to talk the powers that be into backing you because it's just such a massive financial risk, whereas they could instead press a couple million "That's What I Call Music" compilations, pay the royalties out to the bands involved, and still be assured of making some money. I've seriously considered self-publishing simply because, again, like the music business, if you can talk to an agent and tell them, "I printed 1,000 copies of my book myself and sold it out in a month.", it makes an impression. It shows you're selling without all the support and resources, just like when you can talk to a music agent and tell them you've been selling CDs out of your trunk (er, boot ) and at gigs and have moved several thousand units since last summer or whatever. I'm completely talking out of my ass here, but I think at one time publishers took pride in their authors. If you had Jack Kerouac or Bukowski, that was like having signed Dylan- it seems as though there was a certain amount of acknowledgement not only for the author, but also for the publisher who took a chance on him. That's of course long gone- now it's just about staying afloat in the rising tide of TV, movies, video games, and the internet.

Ah, after the first 30 or so, you stop dying a little inside and build up a callous. I haven't worked on it much lately. I've been working on this idea I had for a comic book series the last month or two. Got the rough draft done, thought of a better opening and ending, now I'm generating that. My Mac has this program on it called Comic Life that makes it super easy to lay out a comic page. I can't draw for shit, but with Google and this image filter that makes photographs look drawn inside Comic Life, I've somehow managed to make a comic book all on my own (with a lot of unapproved assistance from image sources like the Associated Press). Lols.

Do you have a pdf version you can send me? Not on me, but I could open the file in OpenOffice and generate one when I get home from work today. I wouldn't suggest you steal it though... the story is about an average joe office worker who with the assistance of a self-help guru, decides to realize his true calling of being a professional killer. It's sorta like The Office meets The Professional. PM me an email address. I'll shoot it to you tonight.

I wrote a novel about five years ago and subsequently found out a ton about the publishing industry. First off, really even before you go to the trouble to write the fucker (assuming you're not nuts like me and just needed to get it out of your system to be able to sleep at night), once you come up with an idea and an outline that's fairly coherent, it's time to start looking for an agent. Dunno what the situation is like over there per se, but here in the States, if you want to sell a book straight away, you better make it marketable to the female demographic from about 25-45 because that's who buys books over here. If you write a book like mine that you think would appeal to dudes, prepare for a ton of rejection. I didn't even bother contacting publishers- I went through about 75 agents who were all looking for general fiction/ crime fiction which is the closest category my novel fell into before I found one agent who was even willing to read some chapters. I sent my pages off and she read them and said I needed to tune up. She liked the idea and all, but it was too "loose." Again- that was five years ago. I used to be a college instructor so I had a lot of free time to do shit like that, but shortly thereafter, I left teaching and got back into manufacturing, which didn't. I recently entered it in this contest deal Amazon was having. The Amazon Breakthrough Novel Award. Turns out I didn't make the cut because my "pitch" wasn't good enough. Didn't realize it was the fucking Amazon Breakthrough Pitch Award, y'know? Cunts. If I could write a pitch, I probably would've sold the fucker by now, y'know? Anyway, if you really want to be a professional writer, I'd suggest you approach it like a job- do what it takes to get published. Throw away the idea of putting your book out there and put a book out there. One that'll sell. Look up the past bestsellers from previous weeks/ months/ years and write something similar. Again, dunno what sells over there, but over here that'd be something aimed at middle-aged white women. Probably a mystery involving a serial killer. Maybe a romantic interest that gets captured by the serial killer. Or poofy vampires. I hear that's selling well too. I still break it out and read it a couple times a year, make some more edits, then compile it all again. I've let a lot of folks read it- co-workers from the college and whatnot. Overall, people seem to enjoy it, but I'll most likely never sell it. It'd just be too difficult to get a publisher to take a chance on it. I've thought about writing it up as a screenplay for a movie or a TV show. Who knows, I have to take a week off unpaid (U.S. auto industry, y'know)... maybe I'll work on it then. EDIT: Oh, and if you're serious about writing for a living, do whatever it takes to get some sort of paying writing gig. I can't tell you how many times I had to answer, "No.", when asked the question, "Do you have any professional writing experience?" Remember how when you were trying to get your first job and no one wanted to give you a job because you had no job experience? Yeah, it's just like that. I'm still not sure how to pull that one off. Even the local papers around here look at you funny when you walk in and ask if you could possibly write something, anything for them. And no, most folks don't consider blogs or message board posts "professional." Hell, even when I tried to pull out, "Well, I composed all of my own class lectures and wrote some freelance tech documentation for local businesses.", they weren't impressed. Good luck mate!

See, that's why I've been secretly hoping this financial mess deal would finally just catapult us into out-and-out food riots worldwide. I'm just so sick of everything- it's all boring as fuck, it all sucks. Everything is all underwritten by our corporate overlords. Can't even have a decent protest march anymore for all the dipshit college kids showing up with logos all over them, or even worse, the ones that think they're off the grid and wear black bandannas so the satellites won't be able to I.D. them. Christ, what I wouldn't give for a good zombie apocalypse...