An Instagram video just pointed out that Grand Theft Auto: Vice City was set in 1986 and came out in 2002, and if a game came out today set 16 years ago the cultural references would be Iron Man and The Dark Knight. I'm old, I hate it, and everyone can go fuck themselves.
Our internet is being screwy so we started watching our Twilight Zone boxed set DVDs. Immediately remembered that I can't be trusted not to get excited recognising actors from the 1950s. In tonight's episode, "Holy shit, Charles Bronson! Pre-moustache!"
Today I learned that "gavotte" is a type of dance, and that the line in "You're So Vain" is not, as a result, "one eye in the mirror as you watched yourself cavort" as I'd always assumed.
Nobody cares.
Call me a coward if you like, but if the choices for going into space are a rocket that Boeing built or a rocket that Musk built, I'm staying on the fucking ground.
I've been made aware of this book series and I'm very tempted to start reading and reviewing them. At the very least, I feel like I should get this one as a full back tattoo...
I'm not saying I'm in favour of child labour, I'm just saying that kids have a bunch of energy and I have less over time, and kids still think the novelty of menial labour is cool...
From a review of a compass, written by an idiot, signifying nothing. Isn't survival the most important thing in literally every second of every creature's life?!
People have all kinds of weird body modification done these days, and I swear I'm one step away from getting a nipple piercing that has one of those bank pens with a chain attached to it.
(I didn't have a pen on me. Again. I own so many pens, you guys...)
Jurassic World and the sequels are free on Netflix. Decided to give them a go. As a review, I'd say that society needs to find a new word if we're not meant to say "retarded" anymore.
