The most Brian May sentence I’ve ever read in my life
is Brian May issuing this monumental understatement about why he couldn’t complete his Ph.D. thesis in 1974 as though anyone reading fucking Brian May’s thesis isn’t gonna fucking know
“REGRETFULLY, I WAS THE LEAD GUITARIST IN QUEEN”
I’m not sure why I found
“REGRETFULLY, I WAS THE LEAD GUITARIST IN QUEEN” to be so funny, but here we are…
… Born to be kings, we’re the Princes of the Universe~!
“under pressure” is really about brian may being unable to submit his thesis on time.
Somebody put a copy of this thesis in front of @wookieegunner next time he’s having a tough day
I like haunted houses in theory BUT I have no idea how to react when the actors speak to you. They ask me a question and I just… answer it…
The scariest part of a haunted house is the unscripted social interaction.
Scary nurse in a creepy voice: “Do you have an appointment to see the doctor?”
Me: “Uh. Do you accept walk-ins?”
Scary farmer: “I like to kill people!”
My friend, brightly: “I like to die!”
Zombie : “AARRRGH”
Me : “Do you get dental insurance?”
Zombie : “TEETH!!”
This happened to me.
Scary prison dude: HELLO
Me: Nice to meet you!
Him: (pause) No it’s noooooot
My worst horror house experience was when I couldn’t find the (rather obvious) exit and the guy chasing me with a chainsaw stopped, sighed and pointed me to the exit, saying “please scream as loud as you can when you run out there” and just left. I disappointed the horror house chainsaw dude and I will never get over that
Guy: They are all my friends.. (motioning to hanging corpses; then grabs a noose) Will you be my friend? Me: Sure totally, you made me a friendship necklace? Oh my god your so sweet? Guy: … Yes.. Please, let me.. I cant I cant just go (laughing).
– Got to walk a second time through–
Same guy: My friends -wailing- Me: I came back I just really wanted to be friends so bad Guy: (laughing more) Please, Im not allowed to laugh.
I went to a Haunted House and literally befriended every actor there.
Specifically, I remember;
There were zombies walking around in the waiting room. I said “Hi!” and he gave me a high five. Every time he passed from then on, I got a high five.
Near the end, there were these twin little girls. “Come play with us.” They said. “Okay!” I said. “Forever.” They said. “Oh, sorry, can’t do that. I’m busy.”
I could hear them giggling.
Guy playing Freddie Kruger: Remember, you are all my children!
Me: thanks dad
A small chorus of teenagers: thanks dad
Millennials kill the horror interactive theater industry.
2019 is going to be a great year because we’re going to fucking make it that way, no more of this “I hope good things come to me” shit, I’m gonna go out and drag good things to me by the fucking hair
SAME FRIEND, SAME
2019 Is The Year Of Not Even Remotely Fucking Around
If you have ever been on I-70 going between Indianapolis and Dayton, Ohio- you will have undoubtedly seen a giant candle looming on the south side of the road as you pass Centerville.
(It should be known that Centerville is in fact in the center between the McDonald’s whose interior includes no less than four different kinds of plaid and a billboard that says ‘Jesus is the Answer, America’- infamous for its terrible clipart.)
No one asks what the giant candle is because every possible direction going on I-70 there are giant billboards advertising the Warm Glow Candle Company Outlet, and particularly memorable is the advertisement for the Nicest Bathrooms on I-70!
Considering that just on the other side of the highway is the infamous Dairy Queen that chased us out of the empty men’s room for being women who needed to pee while the women’s room was being cleaned… it’s not a very high bar.
But since we weren’t in a hurry to get anywhere this time, we decided to stop and see if they do, in fact, have the Nicest Bathrooms on I-70… so you don’t have to.
This is a gift because I saw this monstrosity a zillion times when I still went to Ohio and I’D ALWAYS FUCKKEN WONDERED. thank you for your service.
Also if you ever want to come to CO, the Chicken-Fried Latte place has re-opened.
… I need to mentally navigate the concept of a chicken-fried beverage right now.
You ever mix up your fridge bottles and put liquid smoke on something instead of the hot sauce because the bottles are the same shape and color, but you take a bite anyway and go “huh, this is the exact compressed flavor of woodsmoke smell. Wild.”?
The Chicken Friend Latte is a beverage that doesn’t taste like fried chicken, but tastes like the concentrated smell of fried chicken, and is also slightly crunchy. One of the primary components is peanut butter, but there is also a secret ingredient that the barista wasn’t allowed to disclose, but did say was non-vegetarian.
You can get it with up to six shots of espresso, but it also only exists over 8000 ft elevation and that much caffeine at that altitude will make you hop dimensions whether you want to or not.
Do you have your Tumblr set on as a custom domain?
Do you serve it over SSL (a Tumblr dashboard setting)?
If not, you probably should. Google the tech reasons, they are thicker to explain here but important for the point I want to make.
There is has been a hiccup with the SSL certificate that Tumblr owns, operates, and uses on Evil Supply Co.’s account. It has expired, creating the above giant and mildly frightening message when people visit.
Which is frustrating. As there is literally nothing I can do until Staff reads my support ticket and fixes it.
There is no warning, or notice, or dashboard setting, or any method other than occasionally checking the link myself to know something like this has happened.
So: if you have your Tumblr pointing to a custom domain, and you serve it via SSL, set a calendar reminder once monthly to check that it is actually working.
Depending on your browser, you may have to click a button and then “proceed”.
This helps keep your thing, whatever it is, alive when social media networks are more interested in (checking notes) ineffectively warding audiences away from female-presenting nipples whether this is their concern or not via incredibly ineffectively programmed AI-bots
versus
(checking other notes) continuing to improve and fortify the absolute basic level of security and functionality of their platform.
The day Sauron dragged himself back into corporeality and discovered Elrond and Celebrian had kids while he was MIA was one of the worst days of his life.
He’s not scared of Galadriel is a mantra he mutters to himself sometimes when things feel tough. She’s just… a lot. And Elrond has been a thorn in his side for ages, with his stupid Numenor connections and tendency to show up with an army at exactly the wrong time. Sure, he doesn’t seem to take after Luthien much, but Luthien didn’t seem to take after Luthien much until one day she showed up out of nowhere and just started destroying evil fortresses and ripping people’s throats out.
Now these losers are just throwing their genetic information together and seeing what pops out? Incredibly rude. The chances of a Luthien 2.0 (With Even More Menacing Prophesy) is not 0.
Fortunately news trickles out of Rivendell that the twins are just very intense jocks, but the best intelligence he can find on Arwen is “grandma’s favorite” and “kind of quiet” and that concerns him.