start a victory garden and ration your IRRATIONALLY ANGRY feelings, part 3

"I need to tell you something"

I've done that to Jeff a few times without realizing how bad it sounded.

"I need to tell you something. The chicken didn't thaw so we need to order a pizza for dinner."

Hahahaha, I did that to my boss today. "I need to give you some news...something that's been going on since November but I haven't told you about." I had her in a total panic but then just told her I'm diabetic and that she needs to quit putting sweets in the gift baskets she sends me at Christmas and Easter.

I misread one of the captions on that last LOOK mag as "boy firemen - touching children safely"

Also WTF at that Roosevelt pic, was he drunk!?

My dad's 'I'm about to get at you' opener is always, "I'm not getting at you, but--"

LOL I admit I do that with "look I'm not having a go, but..." sometimes.

I need to tell you something

Men of a Certain Age was cancelled

I think you should sit down. You only have two more...punches on your card until you get a free sub.

that Look cover looks like a precursor to Inside Edition teasers

NEXT: CATS WASHING DOGS
THEN: PLANTS THAT CAN KILL
AND: WHAT IS IN THIS WOMAN'S EAR?
THEN: CHILD PIMP

who is to blame for advertisers urging us to 'join the conversation' via various internet methods

(i think it was one of hillary's slogans in '08, tho obviously she didn't start it)

the idea of needing to have a "conversation" about anything is really pissing me off right now. we just need to have a conversation about police brutality. ok.

a national conversation, too

I hate this phrase soooo much.

Will there be a 'listening exercise' as part of this national conversation?

think this goes back to some point in the 90s when politicians decided that the public didn't hate their horrible policies, they just weren't "getting the message"

feel like this is v much true to the original premise of the thread because it is hard to have any kind of emotion about a beatles cover band never mind anger but at a couple recent shows i have seen advertisements for forthcoming appearances by the 'Fab Faux' accompanied by photos of the crumbs who make up this shitcircus, old enough to be the actual beatles btw except with the advantage of being alive i guess, and there are five (5) of them. maybe another band it wouldn't have mattered so much but they were particularly famous for having 4 ppl, in fact it is in their nickname which these guys have even acknowledged with their garbage rote pun name. it seems like whatever the challenges of being a beatles cover band are, this is the easiest part to get right. i am v worked up about this for some reason.

I always wonder if there are beefs between Beatles cover bands...or if audiences clearly prefer some over others.

Bassist for the Fab Faux is Will Lee, David Letterman's bass player in the CBS Orchestra since forever. (Actually 1982.) And their guitarist was in the Max Weinberg 7 on Conan's show.

Not that that mitigates your anger, probably.

when i was 9 or so i went to see a Beatles cover band called 1964 with my parents. I was a huge Beatles fan and I had been to big concerts where the performers were like 1 in tall and on a huge stage, but this was different. Now I was in a small room (probably a restaurant lol) and they busted out with "I Saw Her Standing There" (a personal favorite for me at the time) and I got ants in my pants so bad that I started crying. I got Beatlemania! So imo they are the best Beatles cover band. Also I found out much later that my friend's uncle was Ringo.

The Fab Faux have some work to do.

I got ants in my pants so bad that I started crying

:D

i bet there were 4 ppl in 1964. if there had been 5 the spell would've been broken. no ants, no tears

I know a guy (we used to go to church together many, many years ago) in a Beatles cover band called Revolution Pie. They also have five people so that they can have keys on the later stuff.

i guess if the 5th guy is suitably ostracized on stage, barely visible. and paid less. definitely don't put him on the poster tho.

sometimes I get cranky about the universe's continued Beatles fixation, but LL's story has just entirely justified this entire over-half-century of Beatlemania

I was just thinking it might be OK if the 5th guy looked like George Martin, but then I realised that A Guy Looking Like George Martin wouldn't be super-recognisable, so they would have to look like Yoko or Maharishi Mahesh Yogi or something

if the 5th guy is actually jeff lynne then anything goes

billy preston, obv

And I thought I was bad about getting IA over McCartney impersonators who don't play left-handed.

Posters who breeze into a thread with nothing more than "I can't believe you people are still arguing about ____________."

You mean Shakey?

That was the instance I noticed most recently, but I get IA whenever it happens. Actually he's one of my favorite ILXors so I should say "occasions when" instead of "posters who."

Oh certainly, I kind of groan/laugh whenever he does it, it's a bad habit, though. I have definitely been guilty of it.

So I had lunch at a chain sandwich shop that has three refuse containers divided into recyclables, compost, and trash, and the pictures that are supposed to guide you to putting your garbage into the correct receptacle are so singularly unhelpful. My lunch companion and I had the same items left on our trays: a paper plate, a paper cup, a napkin, some sandwich remnants, and a chip bag. The pictures included items like: broken china plates (in a Blue Willow pattern, no less), a container of Silk brand soy milk (garbage, explicitly not compostable, not sold at this sandwich shop), bleach and laundry detergent bottles (recyclable), fabric rags (sure, sure). There were cups pictured in both the recyclable and compostable illustration, food waste wasn't pictured anywhere, I couldn't tell where a napkin would go. We stood there for like five full minutes debating the fate of each piece of trash until I gave up and dumped everything in the can bound for the landfill. Sorry, seven future generations.

Trash, Waste, Food Waste, Compostable Waste, Extruded Waste Non-Compostable, Fully Machined Non-Compost Trash, Burnable Garbage, Debris (Compostable and Partially Compostable), Leavins, Batteries and Sandwiches

haha sorry guys

xxp

a paper plate, a paper cup, a napkin, some sandwich remnants, and a chip bag

these are all compostable except for the chip bag fwiw

Why did you get your armpits tattooed in the first place.

― pplains, Friday, April 17, 2015 3:22 PM (1 week ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

I know the moment long passed but I have been away and I wanted to show you

https://farm9.staticflickr.com/8686/17071851649_b25797edaf_m.jpg

Thanks. Carry on.

LOL for real at "leavins"

a paper plate, a paper cup, a napkin, some sandwich remnants, and a chip bag

these are all compostable except for the chip bag fwiw

― Οὖτις, Friday, April 24, 2015 7:37 PM (37 minutes ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

Thank you. I'll remember that next time I'm confronted with inscrutable waste disposal glyphs.

Talking crosswalk speakers.

WAIT. TEN. NINE. EIGHT. SEVEN. SIX. FIVE. FOUR. THREE. TWO. ONE. SCOTT STREET. YOU MAY NOW CROSS SCOTT STREET.

These things help the blind, sure. But the people living in the apartments behind me must be going insane.

Also, the one on my route pronounces Cumberland - which we locals kinda slur as "cumBURlend" - as Cum. Bur. LAND.

There are assistive devices for the visually impaired at some bus stops that give the upcoming bus arrival times if you push them. To alert visually impaired people to their presence, they constantly beep. Beep beep beep beep beep beep nonstop. I feel like too much of a heel to get IA at them individually so I redirect my anger to the fact that those devices aren't ubiquitous and therefore have to make a noise to announce their availability.

PP, you can't win for losin'.

I'm not blind, so I don't know if this is on the right track, but -

It seems like a blind person, who has to rely on an expanded focus of their four other senses, could resent those noise-making machines. "I can't hear if any cars are coming because there's this goddamm pole next to me shrieking these electronic bleats."

Some but not all of the pedestrian crossing units here have a little spinny device underneath for blind people to tell when it's safe to cross. But since they don't all have it and since the new units are in a different position to the older ones (this has been making me IA for unrelated reasons - the new one near my flat makes it harder to see the signal than it used to be) I have no idea how any blind people ever manage to find it.

"Remember when you had to take the BAR exam, I drove in the snow for you"

What the fuck is this whiny entitled bullshit? Does Drake have any idea what a god damn huge undertaking a bar exam is? It's a multi-day endeavor that people spend three years of schooling followed by three months of full time studying preparing for on which the rest of the person's professional future hinges, so yeah, you're damn right you drove in the snow for someone who had to take a bar exam. It is almost the very least you could fucking do to support that person, and you're a cretin to bring it up as evidence that you always do so much for someone. If you think driving in the fucking snow and taking a bar exam are equivalent, you are as terrible as people on ILM are always saying you are.

God that song gives me a headache.

This week I am angry about shoes!

I have horrible short flat wide fat feet so most shoes don't fit, and now I have stupid orthotic insoles because I keep having mystery knee problems which are probably something to do with my horrible short flat wide fat feet, and apparently right now shoes are really shallow-fitting and barely have room for my feet, never mind my feet plus giant wedges.

But shoes not fitting in the shop is annoying but OK. What I am angry about is the shoes which seem to fit in the shop so I spend my money and I wear them for real a couple of times and realise they just aren't working for me. Or maybe I wear them 0 times outside my carpeted flat but I was still stupidly optimistic enough to remove the tags, or they've actually stitched the insoles in so that I have to rip the stitching to put my own insoles in, and then the insoles don't fit but I've damaged the shoes so I can't take them back.

Also shoes let water in and my feet get wet.

Really I'm angry at my own feet more than shoes, but I've been angry at my own body shape for decades so I felt like enjoying the novelty of being angry at shoes instead.

people who stand in front of the buttons in the lift, when there's nobody in it.

aps as a person with horrible feet I am full of empathy and identification with your post.