Dies to Removal

Is it just me, or has SCG premium become shit since everyone went to CFB? Don't think I'll renew.

So I just had an amusing couple of interactions. Ran into a straight friend I hadn't talked to in a while. Asked what I'd been doing and I told him my birthday was last week and he said "congratulations" (like all my straight friends and family have said). On the way home from work I stop by the grocery store where a gay friend I haven't seen in a while works, same thing, he asks what's been going on and I tell him my birthday was last week and he says, "I'm sorry", and he gives me the kind of compassionate, understanding look that usually only comes from people you know significantly better than I know him. Now I've got all these weird, bittersweet, and confusing feelings overwhelming the normally dominant feelings of existential angst, cynicism, and emptiness.

Did someone slip something in my coffee, or have I been too isolated and this is life's way of trying to drag me back into IRL
socializing? And why am I sharing this here?

DarthStabber, if you don't mind me asking, is the "I'm sorry" related to what you mentioned earlier about gay culture being youth centric? Like, how big of a deal is being older than 25?

We love you too DS!

So, stuff happened. Apparently the ex wife stopped by the house today while I was at work. She finally reclaimed the truck I've had.

Apparently she's flat broke, lost our old house, and got in a bad car accident.

I feel like I should be doing the victory dance now, yeah? But...I'm not. I'm conflicted, strangely. I'm not happy.

I feel SOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry for her.
Too bad you're not the monster you should be at this point.

So I just had an amusing couple of interactions. Ran into a straight friend I hadn't talked to in a while. Asked what I'd been doing and I told him my birthday was last week and he said "congratulations" (like all my straight friends and family have said). On the way home from work I stop by the grocery store where a gay friend I haven't seen in a while works, same thing, he asks what's been going on and I tell him my birthday was last week and he says, "I'm sorry", and he gives me the kind of compassionate, understanding look that usually only comes from people you know significantly better than I know him. Now I've got all these weird, bittersweet, and confusing feelings overwhelming the normally dominant feelings of existential
angst, cynicism, and emptiness.

Did someone slip something in my coffee, or have I been too isolated and this is life's way of trying to drag me back into IRL socializing? And why am I sharing this here?

I feel pretty good about turning 26 soon; got a lot done in the last 12 months.

DarthStabber, if you don't mind me asking, is the "I'm sorry" related to what you mentioned earlier about gay culture being youth centric? Like, how big of a deal is being older than 25?

That's a big part of it, and in gay culture 25 is 40, and I am nearly 30. Combine this with the fact it the past year I have done nothing but shit jobs that pay like crap despite my background and experience in web development, and before that I was working piddly-shit 3 month contracts were the only jobs I could get in my field. The only things I accomplished at 27 were getting marginally better at a trading card game, and get commited for suicidal ideation (which given my previous attempt the VA takes that shit serious). And for the past year my diet
has 90% Raman noodles, which I was buying at the time, with no other groceries, and at the beginning of the conversation he had commented "still on the raman diet". And the pathetic part is that I can afford real food, but my motivation is so low that I can't break the habit. On the bright side it opens up funds to feed my drafting habit.

>tl;dr Early midlife crisis.

Disregard food. Acquire cards.

In case of emergency cards are food.

Hi Pendi.

Look for an incident report at GP Melbourne next weekend.

"James Fazzolari was disqualified at the end of round 4. Details are unclear but it appears that after winning a red deck mirror he loudly exclaimed "my power is of a higher order" then punched his fist through his opponents chest"

Naa...you should totally play Brainstorm, then only put one card back and go on to win the whole thing. Just like in Paris...

Look for an incident report at GP Melbourne next weekend.

"James Fazzolari was disqualified arrested at the end of round 4. Details are unclear but it appears that after winning a red deck mirror he loudly exclaimed "my power is of a higher order" then punched his fist through his opponents chest"

Fixed it for you

I liked my version more. Left room for a sequel.

Have you guys seen this? http://www.starcitygames.com/events/cov ... files.html

I swear, that guy.

zero fucks given

I like his attitude tbh.

Which one of the eight?

If you're going to be a troll, be the best troll you can be.

Initial primer written. Draft heading your way for feedback Zem!

I made Pack Rat tokens today...

How did you make those tokens? Is there any online card designer place? I need to make some Elemental tokens myself, will probably use this:

HAHAHAHA awesome.

I used MS Paint lol.

Ok, thanks. Found a website: http://mtgcardsmith.com/

PT testing has rotted my brain.

I'm sorry, which Pro Tour are you testing for/qualified for?

I don't always play arena on hearthstone all night, but when I do, it's because it's bullshit that I can't win more then 6 games.

Damn, DS... being homosexual is gay.

Possible this can be made into an avatar?

that's so old kaze

LOL @ new thread name.

yeah, the word weenie is so funny

Apparently, the word is kind of racist; the story goes that, in order to keep newly-immigrated Jews from eating their meat, butchers in the New York area around 1870 or so added a bit of pork meat to the mixture they added into their links (which, at the time, were classically made of a combination of beef and lamb). They earned the name "weiner", pronounced 'why-ner' instead of 'wee-ner' mind you, as an added insult to the Jews, who people were also referring to as that name for the common use of 'wein' in many of the group's familial names.

Knowledge: ruining everyone's fun since forever.

Possible this can be made into an avatar?

Someone smart resize this for me. Thanks.

In the same vein: "If you prick me, do I not bleed?" is actually an anti-semetic joke based on a clever play on words and a common stereotype at the time.

Shakespeare: did not like Jews.

In the same vein: "If you prick me, do I not bleed?" is actually an anti-semetic joke based on a clever play on words and a common stereotype at the time.

Shakespeare: did not like Jews.

You know, I'd question that. Like, if you look at the other characters in Merchant, they're a bunch of douchebag aristocrats who think that signing a deal for drug money (oh yes, the money they borrow from Shylock is for drugs) and then not paying it back is perfectly acceptable because 'lolJew"; hell, the only way any of the (other) main characters get anywhere at all is because Portia helps them by just outright cheating and telling them the answers. He makes Shylock out to be a money-grubbing miser, yeah, but the way I read it the other
characters just act like retards who only get out shit by being a member of the 1%.

I read it in high school for a class forever ago and the teacher explained how that line was originally a joke - from what I remember, though, none of the characters in that play were particularly "good".

The best is when you realize Friday the 13th is just a retelling of Hamlet.

I don't bleed if you prick me

Apparently, the word is kind of racist; the story goes that, in order to keep newly-immigrated Jews from eating their meat, butchers in the New York area around 1870 or so added a bit of pork meat to the mixture they added into their links (which, at the time, were classically made of a combination of beef and lamb). They earned the name "weiner", pronounced 'why-ner' instead of 'wee-ner' mind you, as an added insult to the Jews, who people were also referring to as that name for the common use of 'wein' in many of the group's familial names.

I call bullshit on that one.

From the hot dog wikipedia page:

"Wiener refers to Vienna, Austria, whose German name is "Wien", home to a sausage made of a mixture of pork
and beef[7] (cf. Hamburger, whose name also derives from a German-speaking city). Johann Georg Lahner, a 18th/19th century butcher from the Franconian city of Coburg, is said to have brought the Frankfurter Würstchen to Vienna, where he added beef to the mixture and simply called it Frankfurter.[8] Nowadays, in German speaking countries, except Austria, hot dog sausages are called Wiener or Wiener Würstchen (Würstchen means "little sausage"), in differentiation to the original pork only mixture from Frankfurt."