http://www.nescapades.com/gameroom.htm
What do you know about a gaming room?
Isn’t there a “post your SF setup” thread?
best thing about this post was yesterday i was like “man, i wonder where kaz is. he hasn’t posted in the lounge for a long ass time…”
i got summoning powers.
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funny you should mention that. i was learning how to gold leaf stuff because i may want to gold leaf some of things i make.
delicious quadfire 7970s
But there are no arcade cabinets in that room…
Come back from lunch with my girlfriend, find 10 alerts. God damn. I’ve seen people gold leaf stuff on TV and it looks like a giant pain in the ass; but it is so pretty when done right.
Fuckin Comcast mother fuckin sons of bitches. We signed up for the Xfinity service for some reason…I don’t remember…my mother wanted. Anyway htey came and installed their modem/router combo thing, whatever, except the mother fucker put a pass word on it and didn’t give it to us, so I can’t attach any wireless device to it. I’ve been on the phone with Comcast for like 2 weeks and they will not give me the mother fucking password. They say I have to pay them 40 fucking dollars to join their “Guaranteed Customer Service” list that lets me talk to a wireless technician to figure out the “password problem.”
MOTHER FUCKERS JUST ASK THE TECH WHO INSTALLED IT WHAT PASSWORD HE PUT DOWN!!!
40 fucking dollars to fix the shit you guys fucked up? Are you fucking serious?
Comcast can a eat a fucking dick.
Guys.
If you do nothing else today, read the James Joyce one.
hark a vagrant was talking about James Joyce love letters, and i read some of them. i wish i could write as well as he
For those that don’t want to go to the site and read it:
[details=Spoiler]
“My sweet little whorish Nora I did as you told me, you dirty little girl, and pulled myself off twice when I read your letter. I am delighted to see that you do like being fucked arseways. Yes, now I can remember that night when I fucked you for so long backwards. It was the dirtiest fucking I ever gave you, darling. My prick was stuck in you for hours, fucking in and out under your upturned rump. I felt your fat sweaty buttocks under my belly and saw your flushed face and mad eyes. At every fuck I gave you your shameless tongue came bursting out through your lips and if a gave you a bigger stronger fuck than usual, fat dirty farts came spluttering out of your backside. You had an arse full of farts that night, darling, and I fucked them out of you, big fat fellows, long windy ones, quick little merry cracks and a lot of tiny little naughty farties ending in a long gush from your hole. It is wonderful to fuck a farting woman when every fuck drives one out of her. I think I would know Nora’s fart anywhere. I think I could pick hers out in a roomful of farting women. It is a rather girlish noise not like the wet windy fart which I imagine fat wives have. It is sudden and dry and dirty like what a bold girl would let off in fun in a school dormitory at night. I hope Nora will let off no end of her farts in my face so that I may know their smell also.
You say when I go back you will suck me off and you want me to lick your cunt, you little depraved blackguard. I hope you will surprise me some time when I am asleep dressed, steal over to me with a whore’s glow in your slumberous eyes, gently undo button after button in the fly of my trousers and gently take out your lover’s fat mickey, lap it up in your moist mouth and suck away at it till it gets fatter and stiffer and comes off in your mouth. Sometimes too I shall surprise you asleep, lift up your skirts and open your drawers gently, then lie down gently by you and begin to lick lazily round your bush. You will begin to stir uneasily then I will lick the lips of my darling’s cunt. You will begin to groan and grunt and sigh and fart with lust in your sleep. Then I will lick up faster and faster like a ravenous dog until your cunt is a mass of slime and your body wriggling wildly.
Goodnight, my little farting Nora, my dirty little fuckbird! There is one lovely word, darling, you have underlined to make me pull myself off better. Write me more about that and yourself, sweetly, dirtier, dirtier.” [/details]
oh what the fuck?! I just spit water all over my monitor at work. goddamnit, I’ll stick to penthouse letters.
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That James Joyce is a silly fucker
Million HAS to be related to this guy. He has to be.
Did you try password or admin or maybe comcast? hehe
that’s mad weak. you could always try to reset to factory and make them fix it, but when they show up hold a knife to their throat and demand the password.
or try this:
id = cusadmin
password = highspeed
I still follow the lounge, I just haven’t been able to post like I want because of how busy it’s been at work lately. By the time I’m 10-15 pages behind, there’s a ton I want to comment on, but I try to spare everyone the long drawn out “The Damned” style post, so I just lurk for the most part.
While I’m on the subject of catching up on lounge posts, SWBeta needs to go back to that Skullgirls AV and drop your former AV. It threw me for a loop when he was saying there was a chick he wouldn’t hit due to her lack of calves. I thought it was Shaft Agent for a minute. :mad:
But yeah, Victor Wooten best bassist ever? Like I said in the Guitar/Bass thread, I just don’t see it. Technique is great, but it doesn’t excuse bad songwriting or in a lot of cases, bad musicianship. How some people completely miss the boat on that is beyond me. Victor Wooten bores me to tears.
If it’s that not only will i feel stupid as hell, but I’ll so super pissed.
I’m a Maiden fan, but that is good business, creates hype and a desire to see what that bitch is going to do next 
Joyce’s perversions were well-known, especially to those who had read his books. I’ve read every one of his books (save Finnigan’s Wake), and there are multiple references to masturbation (both male and female, and even a scene where Bloom does it outdoors while watching a girl) in all of them but Dubliners. There’s also lots of fart jokes. He was a pretty crude guy back in his day.
With stuff like that, my girlfriend and I came up with the best way to deal with it: when dealing with people involved with music, some people are good artist other are good musicians. Take Prince for example, the guy is supposed to be a fantastic musician, but everything his music lately is insanely shitty. So while great musician, he has turned into a bad artist.
Lots of people fall into those that division; just because they are technically spectacular doesn’t mean they are also great composers.
As somebody who loves going to shows, it would be great if you could walk right back into whatever horse’s asshole you came out of to post in this thread. Ruining whatever chance people have to see a band over petty bullshit is not fucking hype, it is fucking insulting to the people who spent a bunch of money to go see them. I’ve seen a band get the power pulled in the middle of a set, it wasn’t fucking hype, it was fucking nonsense.
While this comment is true, a lot of people should be able to separate the two. Like using Bulldancer’s example of Victor Wooten, Wooten gives (to some people) an awesome live show especially in the realm of his technique. While this is probably how it should be when you see a live show, from that experience how can one conclude that an individual is the best at ( insert instrument here)?
I’ve seen Wooten live before, I was bored. I’ve heard Wooten on CD and I guess for me, I think someone that technically proficient at his instrument should probably also have the ability to equally compose as well. It’s what makes the argument as for him being the best, void to me.
They are two completely separate skills. Like the silly notion that “those who can do, those who can’t teach.” Teaching properly is damn hard and so is doing properly. I met people who can do that can teach, those who can’t do that can’t teach either and the in between. You can’t take away from his skill as a bassist because he can’t compose music well.
Take the case of classically trained musicians: a lot of them are insanely proficient at their instruments but they are never really asked to create something new. As such trained musicians are there to interpret music rather than creating it. I have friends who are wonderful musicians, but not necessarily great artists. Similarly how there are some great artist that are ok musicians.
Although what might be getting you is his musicality: the ability for him to make it sound more than words on the page. Apparently this is an insanely hard thing to get beginners to do (at least according to my girlfriend that is the moment when students transition from students to understanding musicianship but she’s the teacher). So for you it very well may be that while technically impressive, the musicality of it isn’t there. Kinda like the Star Trek episode with Data playing the Violin.