Speaking of celebrity sightings, Batista was a regular at the grocery store I was working at before I left a couple weeks ago.
Speaking of celebrity sightings, Batista was a regular at the grocery store I was working at before I left a couple weeks ago.
I stopped understanding what you all were talking about after "Danny Glover."
Think the last one I saw was Yvette Nicole Brown in produce at my Ralphs. Gave her a nod and moved on.
Also, "Octane" sounds like a Stefon club.
Uh, yeah. I saw Moxie Marlinspike at the bar on the corner. Like, yesterday.
We're just making up names now, right?
I think the best thing about NYC about this kind of thing is that a lot of stars take the subway so a lot of my celeb sightings are on trains or train platforms, but my most memorable one was actually in a restaurant. I went to a new-ish restaurant that opened in my neighborhood on a weeknight and the place was empty except for us and two other tables. And at one of those tables was Charlie Cox having dinner with a blind man. I was utterly fascinated.
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That's amazing, Moxie's normally very reclusive - and I swore he was in rehab after that outburst on the set of Fanny and the Flukeworm.Quoting Irish (view post)
Also John Draper is my neighbor and every morning he buys me a Superesso at the CoffeeGo. And this one time, he offered to buy me a car and I was like, "You don't have to do that, John. We can still be friends" and he nodded and was like, "Alright."
BTW - The FCC is about to fuck the Internet (read: your access to bittorrent and porn).
If you live in a red state and don't want your ISP to block or throttle your connection, it's important that you contact your reps.
Make a call: https://www.battleforthenet.com/
Was just talking about this with someone at work. Living in California is like seeing choppy waters approach and then screaming at the captain of the ship, "I AGREE WITH THE DIRECTION YOU'VE CHOSEN!"Quoting Irish (view post)
Is California and the whole west coast about to get hit with the big one?
Regulatory capture and open corruption really wear me down.
ETA: As for California---Google, Apple et al could have put up more of a stink this time around but they haven't. Because what the FCC plans will eventually benefit them. (Same with the studios and Hollywood.)
Dammit, Duke, I'm a captioner, not a seismologist.Quoting Dukefrukem (view post)
And if I live in a Blue State I'm OK?Quoting Irish (view post)
No, you'll still be fucked. (The general idea is for Republican reps to pressure Republican members of the FCC commission so they do not approve the chairman's proposal.)Quoting Dukefrukem (view post)
But you can call the FCC and complain directly: https://5calls.org/issue/defend-fcc-net-neutrality
Ajit Pai, FCC Chairman
202-418-1000
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The point there was just that it's not terribly meaningful for me to contact my representatives, because Feinstein, Harris, and Sherman are all in favor of net neutrality. I'm sill fucked, but my protestations are preaching to the congressional choir.Quoting Dukefrukem (view post)
Thanks for the tip on contacting the FCC directly, Irish.
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Yeah, same with me and my reps. That's why during the healthcare debate I was calling Paul Ryan's office directly.
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A friend of mine was delivered a bouquet of flowers at her work from an anonymous sender and was immediately worried that a stalker or an ex knows where she works now.
Why do people do this? Why would you take romantic cues from movies, which are almost always creepy? Who the hell wants mysterious anonymous gifts? I get sweats just receiving letters with no sender address.
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I'm trying to remember if I've ever done that. Maybe in high school? Pretty sure I gave myself away with some super-cheesy F Scott Fitzgerald quote on the card, though. (Jesus, that's embarrassing to think about now.)Quoting number8 (view post)
I once quit a job and personally handed every woman who worked on my floor a single rose, without saying a word. (This is also embarrassing to think about.)
I'm quoting this so you can't delete it.Quoting Irish (view post)
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LOL, fair enough.
(I'm cringing more about the F Scott Fitzgerald thing, tbh)
It's fine if it's like a "Secret Santa" or Valentines Event. Otherwise, yeah, what do you expect in return if you're giving someone those flowers anyway?
Pop up out of nowhere like Oleanna, "Tell her it was me."
I did something like that in high school. My defense is that it was high school, and I was dumb. Everyone's dumb in high school.
I don't think people who do this really expect anything. But I think a lot of people do these theoretically nice things that seem altruistic and noble from their perspective (not wanting the credit), without stopping to consider if it actually comes across that way or not to others.Quoting Ezee E (view post)
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You just have to pick appropriate items. I leave things anonymously for coworkers all the time. Not so much intentionally as I just wind up leaving it for them because I'm too lazy to wait until they are back at their desk. Off the top of my head, recently I've left:
- An Atlanta United security badge lanyard
- A bar of brut chocolate from Ukraine
- Half of a Rice Krispie treat (in fairness, I gave it to someone to take to someone else but they just left it on that person's desk. still...they ate it, so...)
- A genius triangle peg game from Cracker Barrel
- A petroglyph magnet
You just can't leave flowers. Too much romantic undertone. You're basically saying "I like you and I want you to know but I'm just going to keep longing for you silently", which is creepy. This happened to me once in high school and once in college, though I actually knew who it was both times. One was a singing telegram. That was super weird.
I have much better luck sending anonymous pizza deliveries.
"All right, that's too hot. Anything we can do about that heat?"
"Rick...it's a flamethrower."