This Be the Verse
BY PHILIP LARKIN

They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.

But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who half the time were soppy-stern
And half at one another’s throats.

Man hands on misery to man.
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
And don’t have any kids yourself.

wanted to share. :) :)

Would a Star Trek concert tour have the “force” of Star Wars: In Concert?

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Wow, this is the closest fug contest we've had yet: The leading reader song parody is only ahead by ten percent, and the others are all within one or two of each other. Since the post went up relatively late yesterday, we're going to keep voting open another day. So hop along to this post right here and revisit the brilliant parodies -- two "I Kissed A Girl" rewrites, a Perry Como song, and the "Super Bowl Shuffle" starring William "The Refrigerator" Perry -- and rock the poll with your opinion. The winner will be announced tomorrow. 

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Remember the time Katherine Heigl wore this? And we all chatted about it at length and it was so fun?



Well, except maybe for Katie. Whatever, she can go cry on a pile of cash and then go kick Dempsey in the shins, or whatever she does when she's feeling persecuted. ANYWAY, someone's trotted that old girl out again. I'd pretend it was a MYSTERY who, but her name's in the title up there. See? 
WHO? You ask. Fair enough: Mary Alice Stephenson once hosted America's Most Smartest Model on VH-1, and has been a stylist and works at Harper's Bazaar. (From what I can tell, anyway. MAS also seems to suffer from the lack of a Wikipedia page, an affliction which deserves a name: let's call it UnWikipedizedmysitisis.)



MAS has 86ed the belt. Which I think was the right decision. Wait. No, I don't. Wait, yes I do. Wait. Maybe she just needed a different belt. Wait. Maybe no belt. Wait. God. I don't KNOW. Clearly, I need your advice: vote it up, and comments ahoy.

 

 Dear you,
You looked so upset last night and I'm sorry that my initial response was to try to make it easier by mentioning my rough day at work; which wasn't entirely sympathetic enough as you'd had to inflict emotional anguish on D. Thanks for accepting my hug - I didn't know if it was out of bounds or not, but I'm not the best with emotional comforting (I can bullshit as though it were a fine art - therefore my capacity to be comforting without sounding fake is limited), and I felt I had to do something. Platonic, physical contact can sometimes be a wonderful tonic if you can cling to somebody like a drowning man to driftwood and just stay there for a bit until you feel more secure. 

I do totally understand that you didn't mean to have your head in my chest, but I was standing up and you were sitting, so it wasn't like you could have avoided it anyway. I hope it won't be awkward today as a result of that; I felt we crossed the boundary from co-workers to friends, and you're pretty cool - I would like for us to still hang out after this project is over. I won't mention this to you as I want to gauge your reaction tonight. Fingers crossed everything goes swimmingly and the cast work together. 

Also, worrying is normal at this stage. We have three weeks to go. This is when we get intensive. I won't tell you to stop worrying but I do want you to relax a little (and get some sleep before you die).

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Aw, how sweet:



Bob Saget and that pretty girl in the awesome coat took dragged that poor conjunctivitis-afflicted grandma out to a party. What a tale she'll have to tell the rest of the ladies at the home!

What was that documentary about North Korea where the guy went in pretending to be some sort of celebrity and he had a camera that he sometimes pretended was off and got all this secret footage? I believe the filmmaker was French, and for pretty much the entire trip he was escorted by these two North Korean tour guides. It came out a couple years ago, I'm sure it's post-2000.

Thanks!

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I have a lot to say about 2012. For one thing, when I saw the preview, it literally took me like the entire duration to realize that it was actually starring John Cusack and not Nicolas Cage. That movie SHOULD be starring Nic Cage, and goodness knows poor Nic could use the cash. (Those shrunken, possibly human heads don't buy themselves.) The other thing is, I wish I could have been in the meetings where they discussed which iconic American landmarks should crash into each other. "I know! The White House can crash into the Grand Canyon!" "That makes no sense, you FOOL. The Washington Monument should impale the Hollywood sign!" "That's RIDICULOUS! The Lincoln Memorial should smash into the Bellagio!" "Don't be INSANE. Mount Rushmore should crack over the Statue of Liberty's head!" What I'm saying is, the movie looks like lunacy, but it might secretly be terrible, unrealistic, scenery-chewing fun: after all, no one laughed harder or enjoyed herself more at Poseidon than did I. Anyway, the role of The Girl in this movie -- often taken by Emmy Rossum, as in the aforementioned Poseidon, and of course in Run! It's the Weather (aka, Day After Tomorrow) -- is being played by Amanda Peet, who for some reason has, thus far, appeared at both premieres wearing white. Either she's feeling real virginal lately or someone just learned about the magical powers of bleach. Behold:



I mean, this is pretty. A bit boring and she kind of looks like an under-styled debutante but it's inoffensive at worst. I also enjoy that the car on display at this event has been styled to look as though it crashed through the wall. DRUNK-DRIVING WILL BE RAMPANT IN 2012!!! 

Being drunk might also explain THIS:

http://www.youtube.com/user/RGallagherTPR#p/a/u/0/3K1YznzxQmw  Where have I seen the dirty-blonde haired girl?  I swear I've seen her in another commercial or tv show.

This probably comes with a huge helping of YMMV.

Author, sweetie. I love your story. I really do. It's compelling, the characters are IC, the plot is a favorite of mine. But here's my problem: About 30 chapters into your epic, all of a sudden you change your tone, voice and point of view so that this one character can share this long and involved history. This history of his is in its own chapter and when copied to Word is 15 pages long. I have been jarred completely out of your story. I'm going to finish reading, but I'm insanely confused. I know you could have dropped this information throughout your story instead of devoting an entire chapter to an info dump. I know you could have handled the whole thing so much better than simply cramming all of it into one chapter in a different style, voice and point of view. If this random change of style/voice/pov/etc. was something consistent throughout your story, I'd forgive you. But it's not.

Well, this is my first post to this comm. I've lurked for awhile, watching and reading. So, hi. I'm Ana. Anyway, I'm making my first post, obviously, beginning with the bad, since the good will probably be good to follow up with.

All right, so, I'm 19. I still have a learner's permit, because no on has the time to take me driving and we can't afford to hire someone to do it. I have, like, two friends over 21, and our schedules conflict. So, well, I found out my permit expired the thirtieth of September. Well, it took us so long to get to the tag agency that it was already November. I need my birth certificate, so we go home, but can't find it. It's lost. So, instead of wanting to run up the next day and use my passport at the highway patrol station, Mom decides we'll order my birth cert (I was born out of state) and wait a WEEK. I am, admittedly, going to an Anime convention this weekend. (Not a weeaboo--I just like any excuse to dress up as anything, and besides, some of the people there are amazing). I need my permit to get in, as I REFUSE to take my PASSPORT to something like that--something crowded. Well, my birth cert was supposed to come in yesterday. Adam, my nine year old brother, was sick home with pink eye, meaning Mom was home. I'm a college student, so I asked her if she could get Adam into the State clinic early in the morning--it's clean cut, in and out, there. Then, as my classes for the day run from 11-2:30, someone could be home for the UPS guy.

...Simply because she could go to the nice, pretty, PRIVATE doctor at 11:15, she scheduled that. And no one was home to get the package. Meaning that we then had to wait until SEVEN THAT NIGHT to go pick it up, meaning we couldn't get my permit renewed yesterday. Meaning we now have today and Thursday, as I leave for the con around 1:30 on Friday, about an hour after classes end that day.

Thanks, Mom. Nice to know where I stand. I mean, I only DON'T EXIST without some form of valid ID on me!

And now, for the good news.

Today, as we were heading toward the school, I jokingly commented that her form of birth control (she often jokes about how a sibling as young as Adam is excellent birth control, even though I'm openly lesbian--it's all in good fun) worked a little too well. She then gave me a serious reply: "No, I think it's just part of you. I honestly never expected grandkids from you."

That's right. My mom, who loves kids to the point of, if she could, she'd be a stay-at-home mother of a bajilliondy and eleven... ...Is perfectly okay with my childfree status. As is my grandpa. We all agree that I have too many problems that could be inherited, especially if I turn out to be bipolar like we believe I might be (can't go to the psychiatrist to be diagnosed, no insurance). I've got mild--and getting worse--OCD, the infamous family temper (read: very short), I'm a lesbian in Oklahoma, diagnosed with ADD, obesity runs in my family, heart problems run in my family, addiction (drugs AND alcohol) runs in my family... Yeah, any genetic kids would be screwed. So, it's really nice to know that Mom and Papa (grandpa) encourage me. It's a good feeling, and has really made me hopeful the rest of today goes good.

EDIT: My mother DID promise me she would be here while I was in class, both the night before and yesterday morning. My brother only has pink eye (in one eye) that isn't even that bad, and I HAVE tried to get my ID every Friday since I realized it had expired--the only time we really had the time. The excuse I got was that she wanted to sleep, and didn't want to take thirty minutes to renew the ID I need ANYWAY and would be more comfortable with taking (as it would be up-to-date and much easier to not lose as I do NOT carry a purse because I only carry my house key, wallet and cell). And when we DID get in, it was Papa taking off early from his job which keeps a roof over her head (I do most of the cleaning, mind you) and it was too late to get it without the birth cert as a month had passed.

I just received a whole bunch of not-so-fresh oranges and I was wondering if anyone has any suggestions for what I could bake with them. They're still good, just getting to the end of their freshness and I know I can't eat them. Any help would be greatly appreciated.

So. The very funny ,very good-looking Chris Hardwick (@nerdist) mentioned Matt Bellamy/muse in one of his recent Tweets :]
I must say it made my insides very happy .

nerdist: "Not sure I do look like the brother of Matthew Bellamy from @muse. Cousins, MAYBE. Let's face it. All white people look alike."

Id give y'all a link to his tweets..but I fail at life. So BLAH.
And if you don't know who Chris Hardwick is you either a)Don't watch American 'nerd programs' b) you are a women c) have no interest in technology/ gaming/everything awesome :P

Now go watch Web soup or Attack of the Show. LULZ

Hey! Thanks for for all the input I got on making a shortbread crust on a pecan pie. And here's my results... oops...


Well, that didn't last long. I used a slightly non-standard recipe (which was gutsy since I've NEVER baked one before, of any kind. I'll give my notes from doing this one, too, for the next time I make it or you might make it, so you have a little easier time than I did.
 
( Recipe follows... )

This article made me rage out hardcore and I thought you fellow CFers might enjoy having your head explode, too.

Chicka here has this incredibly debilitating form of dwarfism, she is only 2ft or so high and wheelchair bound, coupled with a few other medical problems such as partially collapsed ear canals by the looks of it since she needs hearing aids.

So she decides that challenging natural selection is the best shit ever and to have 3 kids, and wants more!
The first of which inherited her horrible condition! GREAT JOB. Gold star.

Baked some peanut butter oatmeal chocolate chip squares on a sunday afternoon, and I've got a surprise for you!

( Who doesn't love Peanut butter? )

Heads up, Savers/Value Village has 50% off all clothing this Wednesday for Veteran's Day.

Hello there. My first time posting to this community and I'm hoping all you knowledgeable people could help me.

My friend had her car repossessed at work today. She had fallen behind on payments after breaking up with her fiancée almost two years ago. She was left to pay everything and, not having enough to pay for all the bills, she chose to cut back on the car. So over the last two years, it's been late payments, half payments, and no payments at all. She's been talking with the people after her car for a while. She hasn't been ignoring them or anything. She's been really trying to work it out with them, but I guess they had enough.

She called them after the car was taken and was told she needed to pay $3100 to get it back, title included. She was also told that the car was worth $3700 so it would go to auction it if she can't pay. I believe that she owed a little over $4000 before they took it, so I'm not sure if she would be responsible for the difference. I keep reading that she could be, but I'm not sure if that might vary from state to state. She lives in Washington state but got this car in Nevada (not sure if that helps).

She's currently pregnant with her first child. She's a high risk pregnancy because she's so small, so she's not allowed to work a certain number of hours per day/week.

I don't know anything about dealing with repo, so I don't know what other information would help. I'm hoping there might be some secret state or federal law to help her out, because it seems like a lot of bad things are happening all at once to her.

I'm not entirely sure this is the best community, but i've seen similar things posted here, and I really have no idea where to turn.

So I had a crazy situation about a year ago that caused me to fall behind on my credit cards. Most of them were gracious enough to let me make up payment plans and such. I had a $2000 Capitol One card that was not. I sent them what I could each month and constantly called for payment plans but we never reached an agreement. It charged off a few months ago. I'm on very very thin ice with my finances still, completely paycheck to paycheck, but I can afford to pay something. I got a letter from a law office stating they were taking me to court for $2200 plus a few more potential fees. I googled the company and half of the entries said this company was a scam. Half said it was a legal debt collector who had garnished their checking account. I really need to prevent the latter from happening as it will send my finances spiraling down a hole and I'll be thrown off all the other credit card payment plans when all my money gets sucked away.

Any ideas where to start or go from here? Do I contact the company and offer a payment plan? I don't want to "throw away" money if they are a scam. How do I tell the difference between a valid law office and a lying collection agency?