I got really into industrial my freshman year of highschool, then I got really into punk my sophomore year. I still remember the day I discovered Lard. Went to the record store and heard Forkboy playing on the PA. I was like, that Jello, but not the Dead Kennedy’s. I asked the guy at the counter who it was and ended up leaving the store with both of their albums. They are still in my regular rotation of albums.
Albums that I have probably listened to the most times in my life:
These two don’t really need introductions.
I’d like to add Whirlwind by The Gits to this list.
Shut Your Mouth and Open Your Eyes is pure 90s hardcore gold. But I think Black Sails in the Sunset has to be my favorite.
In my state all state run sites they use the terms LMHA (local mental health authorities) and LBHA (local behavioral health authorities). But a large majority of the local offices call themselves <County Name> MHMR (mental health mental retardation).
All the laws and support systems use the term IDD (intellectual or developmental disability). And you’d be hard pressed to find any county that actually lists the full name for their MHMR office. So it seems like they are trying to phase it out. In the meantime it just makes things confusing.
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The Sandlot is such a great film. Even my daughter who doesn’t know anything about baseball loves watching it with me. There is no other movie that gives me the same feelings as that. There is no major drama or traumatic incidents. Just kids having fun over the summer.
You know nowadays they would have made the stepdad an alcoholic or animal control would have come and taken Hercules away after they found out he was nice, or some other kind of drama like that. But this movie doesn’t do any of that. It’s just a fun story about a bunch of kids being kids.
Same. Growing up anytime I saw it on TV (which was often on TBS in the 90s) I watched it. I got my first DVD player in 2000 and that was one of the first DVDs I bought. I’ve watched it at least twice a year since then. So chances are I’ve seen it close to 100 times.
Every time I drive by a Taco Bell I have to sing, “Taco Bell, Taco Bell, product placement with Taco Bell.”
My kids think I’m insane.
Don’t make excuses. If you fucked up admit it and make a plan to prevent it from happening in the future. Excuses themselves do nothing to help a situation.
Why is Cinderella bad at soccer?
Because she’s always running away from balls
That’s exactly what I was thinking
Living in Idaho that was a daily occurrence.
I was driving from Bakersfield to LA and pulled off the highway to get some gas. It was one of those exit ramps that goes down lower than the highway. I’m sitting at the light waiting to turn left and go under the highway, when a car comes flying off the highway upside down. It is airborne and goes right over top of my car. It hits the ground, slides until it hits the other side of the road and somehow rolls back onto its wheels. It then tries to take off but just crashes into fence and stops. A few moments later a parade of police cars came hauling ass down the exit ramp. I just drove straight back onto the highway and stopped at the next gas station.
Hopefully, I did a lot of work in the Texas sun today. I have a huge ass travel mug that I use when working outside, and I filled it and finished it twice.
Did I meet these potatoes before?
Anansi Boys narrated by Lenny Henry
Normally I like it when Neil Gaiman narrates his books, but Lenny Henry does a phenomenal job with the Anansi Boys characters.
I got my son a noise maker that has a built in battery for this same reason. It doesn’t seamlessly switch to battery I’m sure there is one that does.
There can be only one…well that unless we can milk more money from the franchise
43 year old here. By the late 90s most of the laces and braces stuff was over in my local scene (Austin, TX). SHARPs learned it was easier to just have a mowhawk or spikes than explaining that yes they were a skinhead but not Nazis or racist.
With that said there were still Nazis that would come around to the clubs from time to time. And it usually ended up with them getting thrown out. Then one night one of them went into the pit and started throwing punches. The whole lot of them got dragged out the back by a bunch of guys a lot larger than me. 10 minutes later they came back in minus the Nazis. After that night I never saw another Nazi at a show again.