It’s The End Of The World As We Know It, And I Feel Fine!
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Okay, now I'm confused. Doesn't DS have an autosave in it? I haven't booted mine for a while but I thought it did. Oh, well ... mebbe not.
I looked at subscribing to "3D Artist" but at around $160 US per annum that just ain't gonna happen unless there's a heck of a ROI. Major - like $400-500 worth. But ... ummm ... my birthday's on the 18th ... *snicker*
Hmmm ... when have you seen a pic of me?
Hmmm ... How do you define "normal"? ;-)
Anyway, great news. I take it then you're be entering the New York Marathon next year?
Wow, miss one day due to the weather being mean to me and everybody posts. I miss all the parties. :long:
P.S. Kludge normal is any day my brain was not replaced with a large wad of cotton, Fatigue does not belive Jello is my natrual bone and muscle structure and Arthur does not laugh at my meds and eat them like candy.
hmm
ROFL! Wow, that's me.
In the words of Alfred E. Newman, "What me Normal?". Okay it's really, "What me Worry?" but it's close enough for government work.
If you look at pictures of me when I was about 7-8 I looked just like him.
Well I guess that is better than Neil He had his phot's taken, when we were getting him security clearance for a job he could do early morning before going to College. The security guy took one look at the photo booth photos and laughed, said No way is Gerry Adam's getting security clearance to come in here.
Taking things out of order as I am wont to do, Arthur is your pet hamster? They're terrible like that, you know. Actually, more like evil.
I find being brain-fried by meds a comfortably ... well, comfortable state of being. Not only is no thought required but no thought is usually even possible which suits me jes' fine. Heck, even the purple butterflies & calico elephants take the day off and the voices only mutter amongst themselves.
Some days I can walk with little physical discomfort and, after I get my wind, can do so for a while. Other days, every step is intensely painful - mostly hips & lower back but old age is catching up and other joints are joining the "fun." I'm not sure when the VA will do something beyond pump me up with Ibuprofen & Tylenol but it'll be nice when they decide maybe a little more proactive approach may be indicated.
Gone to Facebook, this has. Or will soon. ;-)
I told one of my psychonannies a while back that thinking inside the box gives me headaches while my thinking outside the box gives them to others ... and I far preferred not to get headaches. She had already read the records left by my previous docs so had some idea what was going on in my head. Her answer was that she had plenty of aspirin and was pretty much ready for whatever paths my mind took us on. She wound up being a lot of fun ... :-)
I don't know. Could be interesting ... although it is a good piece from Belfast. ;-)
BlumBlumBarry, do you play your games in 3D?
I just ordered some nVidia shutter glasses but now I discovered my 3D vision Photo viewer can be configured to use my cardboard red/cyan ones too and even using those the included pics look pretty awesome, stereo moviemaker supports them but at the moment just tells me it cannot detect the glasses so hoping I can watch all my 3D renders with them.
( I do those in red/cyan or side by side at the moment, the latter gives me headaches after awhile crosseyed!)
I would love to run around in a 3D game!
exporing, not shooting!
Neil has put on a bit of weight since, and doesn't look quite so much a ringer for the other guy. THis was taken last year, when he graduated from the Adult Education college, He is now at Uni.
got an anaglyph walkthrough of my Yard! borrowed a second camera identical to mine to do it!
OMG I WILL have to go outside and do something!
my Carrara beta serial has expired.
Wheee ... you've had a nasty course, haven't you. Some of my current physical, psychiatric & neurological issues stem from an exceptionally abusive childhood & early teen years (I may cover this in further depth another time.) while others are simply age and a somewhat active (at times a bit too active) life catching up with me. For example, one shoulder, the opposing wrist and a couple ribs kinda got racked up during a weight lifting accident and never healed properly. Add in a few other exciting moments and one has a bod that is prone toward not quite being ideal.
Yes. Yes, there is a resemblance. OTOH, Sein Fenn hasn't been all that active of late so I don't think they should be quite so stiff about it. ;-)
Yes. Yes, there is a resemblance. OTOH, Sein Fenn hasn't been all that active of late so I don't think they should be quite so stiff about it. ;-)
Ah but did I mention this was a few years back when this convo took place. You should know us old 'uns are always reminiscing about things in the past. I think this was about 1996 or 7 or so, and the Contract I was managing at the time (well one of them) was for the B of E, right in the heart of the CIty of London.
He has since moved to Ireland himself and is now reisdent in Dublin County, and attends Dublin Uni.
Was quite funny at the time, and BTW he did, of course, pass the security clearance and became one of the contract supervisors.
How long has Neil been moonlighting as a mechanic?
And commuting back and forth across the pond to do it. Hmm. I think there may be something my son is not telling me.
Could be. You never know. Or maybe its something that your not telling anyone. Any skeletons in the closet? LOL.
Only if Great grandad did some commuting after he got the Irish chamber maid in "trouble" and Jeff has found me a long lost cousin
Hmm... It could just be Neil. His prices would pay for a commute, I dont mind because the work is always top notch.
Neil's work is also always top notch
Not sure it would be if anyone let him loose on a car engine though. It's not quite the same as pulling a pooter to bits and putting it back together again.
I prefer to keep thinking of Great Grandad legginig it off to the US of A when his Dad was mad at him for getting the Irish chamber maid up the du...I mean "in trouble". I rather like the idea of discovering a long lost cousin. Stranger things have happened.