Katch wrote:
LOL OMG Ozone. Dem pictures, and more importantly. DAT ASS. Haha.
You're silly~
In other more irritating news, the only thing worse than cold, is WET and cold. SUDDENLY…RAIN!
= 3 = I feel like wet rat, i'm sure I look it too. BLEH. My old lady joints aren't happy with this.

I can relate. I'm at a new post with no overhead shelter and the high winds make my umbrella useless, and it's been raining every night lately…

Call Me Tom wrote:
Why the hell are there no mens trousers with an inside Leg Length of 37in? There all 36in or 38in what the hell! I can't be the only one with that leg measurement! I mean I'm not that tall!

You're just too giant for your own good. Better get a dress instead, they're easier :)
Or get your trousers tailored, or even made by a bespoke tailor, it's not always that expensive at all and it can be worth it for a good fit!

Katch wrote:
LOL OMG Ozone. Dem pictures, and more importantly. DAT ASS. Haha.
You're silly~
In other more irritating news, the only thing worse than cold, is WET and cold. SUDDENLY…RAIN!
= 3 = I feel like wet rat, i'm sure I look it too. BLEH. My old lady joints aren't happy with this.

You want to spank me, I can tell ;)

Rain can be quite depressing and insidious, I'll give you that. Constant damp is nasty.

Call Me Tom wrote:
Why the hell are there no mens trousers with an inside Leg Length of 37in? There all 36in or 38in what the hell! I can't be the only one with that leg measurement! I mean I'm not that tall!

The men's ready-to-wear industry is geared towards even measurements. Ever try to find a 35 waist? In dress pants and certain jean brands you can find odd sizes or at least order them on line. I'm pretty sure JC Penny has odd sizes especially on-line. And if so -inclined there's Land's End where the clothing lasts longer than you do.

Then there's dress clothes. Try fitting a 16 1/2“ neck 33” sleeve, a 39 inch waist with a 32 1/2" inseam, and a 47 inch chest. When you go to a good men's store you'll find odd sizes in dress clothes but not sports clothes. The only thing is that 1/2 inch on the inseam. So I'm stuck with either 32 inseam (too short) or 34 inseam (too long) or unfinished hems with tailoring costing a lot for the cash strapped. Except my next door neighbor is a seamstress when I can get her. She is busy doing alterations for the rest of the world.

I hear ya on the dress clothes. I've got a 15 1/2“ neck and a 51” chest measurement. Try finding a shirt in that. Ain't gonna happen. I had to get custom made shirt for my dress blues. I refuse to wear button-downs as a general policy because of it. Nobody looks good when their chest is bursting out of the shirt or their neck is floating in a sloppy mess of a collar.

Caftans for all I say!
We could all dress like Arabs in flowing robes. I think it'd be lovely, quite stylish… I prefer Tuareg costume though. ^_^

Speaking of all your weird little measurements- in my quest to collect antique trousers, one thing was pretty universal: though all have MASSIVE arse room!
Either people in the old days had HUGE great flabby bottoms, or flapping loose seats in your trousers was a fashion thing…?

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I just read a news article where this woman is criticising companies that market douches and things and saying it's all “creating a market” for something that doesn't exist and convincing “silly women” they have dirty vaginas because “Vaginas are actually self cleaning”
…no
Douches and things might not be “needed”, but they sure make intimate interactions a LOT more pleasant! It makes a ****load of difference. That's like saying mouthwash and brushing teeth isn't “needed”. Jebus, where do they get these people?

When doing Medieval dress-up I used to wear friar's robes. Very comfy.
And yes it was the fashion to have a loose fit in the caboose in the 19th century. Tight fit was preceived as a sign of being a dandy. Even 18th century breeches weren't always tight in the bum though the some wore them that way and certain cavalry riding breeches were actually leather.

And douching goes back to at least the Ancient Egyptians. The first medical literature goes techniques and its necessity. Chronic vaginal infections? Hello? Yeast? Hello? As anyone with a self-cleaning oven will tell you, they don't and you still have to clean it.

I can't believe we're actually talking about literal douching in this forum. HA!
Everything I have to rant and moan about is depressing so I'll spare you all.

It's because Bravo and I are douchbags of the highest order. :)

Juno, you are an awesome rock musician and a supurb artist! What could be wrong?

Ugh~writing does not come as easy to me as it used to. But I figure, it's better to have a story already planned and written down than not. Then I can make a comic out of it. Baha~ my brilliant failed genius. XD

You could have a brilliant genius for fail ^_^

I KNOW I shouldn't stay up this late, but I do it anyway. Damn my nocturnal tendancies, they're out to ruin me! XD

I have to do the Quackcast… so tired…

Had an unexpected trip to the biggest brewery here. Free beer, nuff said. It's amazing that alcohol was banned in 1912, but in 1930's due to trade negotiations with Spain and other countries spirits (40%+) were allowed. It wasn't untill 1989 the beer ban was abolished, cheers to that….
Well it was an allright evening but I lost my jacket at a bar, luckily I found it today I was affraid that it had been stolen but apparently people don't like used leather jackets stuffed with gloves <_<….

Speaking of sizes, there was this girl who I danced with last night. Now I'm not too tall, just under 6ft (180cm ish) but she was considerably taller than me, probably just under 6'5'' (2 meters). To be honest I it was strange, not scary but I felt it was a bit abnormal.

ozoneocean wrote:
It's because Bravo and I are douchbags of the highest order. :)

Juno, you are an awesome rock musician and a supurb artist! What could be wrong?

Had a really cool, healthy, strong-ass person die suddenly this week from undiagnosed acute leukemia. Just kinda takes you back a minute. Life is freaking short, friends. Damn.
But on the up and up. My band's releasing a new music video in a few weeks and it rules. The comic is chugging along. All in all, on my end, things are grand.
Ya know, douches make kinda fantastic surprise water guns. Add that into your list of road/tour/roommate pranks. Only surpassed by lighting hairspray on fire under your bandmate's door. God I love pranks. I need to do more.

Those sound awesome! One thing I've always wanted to try is the powder from capgun caps in an ashtray. The shirt one to stub out their cigs will be in for a little bit of a surprise ^_^

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Emotionally down today. Not really far down since I can still smile, but my default setting, my core emotional state, is on a low for some reason. Feel like weight in the chest, a real heaviness on the heart and lungs, tingling in the arms.
Either I'm down or it's tuberculosis :)

ozoneocean wrote:
It's because Bravo and I are douchbags of the highest order. :)

I admit it. But more importantly it's also Preventive Care and Maintenance Services for DependentPersonnel; female; Wife, one each. blonde.

So someone compared my comic to Robot Chicken yet again and I went to Youtube and watched 60+ Robot Chicken bits. Then one of the residents lent me his new DVD of Abbot It's so much funnier now than it was when I was a kid and I can't believe how many of the bits in there have become so ingrained in our culture that their origin is long forgotten.

bravo1102 wrote:
DVD of Abbot

I used to love watching those movies, which played here in NZ only occassionally, often on a weekend afternoon when my parents would be telling me I should be out doing something in the sun, not wasting my life in front of the TV … I was a bad widdle boy.
The Road To … movies were also occassionally on, The Marx Brothers, Martin and Lewis, etc. … and I don't consdier a single minute of watching those movies a waste of my time. Formative stuff.

Banes and I model our relationship on Abbot and Costello…
When I was little my fave were Jerry Lewis and Dean Martin films.
Banes and I do not model ourselves after them though, because we'd both be Jerry Lewis, except I'd be the older, unfunny version.

ozoneocean wrote:
Banes and I model our relationship on Abbot and Costello…
When I was little my fave were Jerry Lewis and Dean Martin films.
Banes and I do not model ourselves after them though, because we'd both be Jerry Lewis, except I'd be the older, unfunny version.
Biggest shock for me returning to Drunk Duck; Skoolmunkee's been replaced in the quackcast.
EDIT: Also that the quoting system is a pile of smelly turdbugers.

BffSatan wrote:
ozoneocean wrote:
Banes and I model our relationship on Abbot and Costello…
When I was little my fave were Jerry Lewis and Dean Martin films.
Banes and I do not model ourselves after them though, because we'd both be Jerry Lewis, except I'd be the older, unfunny version.
Biggest shock for me returning to Drunk Duck; Skoolmunkee's been replaced in the quackcast.
EDIT: Also that the quoting system is a pile of smelly turdbugers.

The quoting system was designed by a teenager. It's one of those things, like if you can't do this you are such an incompetent loser! Put a “L” on your forehead LOSER! LOSER!

And you wish you could get him transferred from web design to Explosive Ordnance Disposal.

Boobs.

They are magical… At least to me.
Funny thing is that sexually, they're not really all that exciting, and aesthetically I much prefer wide hips, long strong legs, and a nice round bum to whatever a gal's bust looks like, but sometimes when you lock eyes with a pair and they just mesmerise you…

That happened the other day, with a woman waiting for the train at my stop: tight white tank top, the design stretched wide by her more than ample chest, short shorts, blonde hair, long legs…
(She had skinny legs and a small bum, but the boobs STILL overrode that)

Couldn't stop looking. And every time I looked at her she was looking at me too… she sat across from me in the same carriage. There was mutual interest.

Buuuut, approaching someone on public transport… ugh, it just doesn't seem right, it's like starting up a conversation in a public toilet.
Maybe I should've just shut down the thinking part of my brain and let the boob obsessed part take over. :(

ozoneocean wrote:
That happened the other day, with a woman waiting for the train at my stop: tight white tank top, the design stretched wide by her more than ample chest, short shorts, blonde hair, long legs…

Couldn't stop looking. And every time I looked at her she was looking at me too… she sat across from me in the same carriage. There was mutual interest.

Buuuut, approaching someone on public transport… ugh, it just doesn't seem right, it's like starting up a conversation in a public toilet.

You are just too smart to get caught up in an obvious plot to involve you in torrid sex scandal. You know you'd have her in the plam of your hand if you went up and complimented her eye color.

Having been the guy in charge of cleaning said public restroom, you'd be surprised how many coversations start up in a public toilet. In WWII the plan to invade Sicily was finalized in a public lavatory. A conversation on the train is a classic! It's classy, it's like something out of of Hitchcock or Mary McCarthy's tale of seduction Man in the Brooks Brothers Shirt! And hopefully it'll be seduction and not homicide.

But then I nearly picked up a lovely French girl while sitting in the National Gallery in London. But I'm married. Often distracted, but happily married.

hahaha, would that it were so! :)

I'm horrible at seduction anyway.
The only people I get into conversations with on the train are the crazies and the drunks… I don't like the way people avoid their eye and pretend they don't exist. Everyone has a story to tell and if I keep them talking then the people who're avoiding them A: won't have to worry about being talked to, and B: will be extremely irritated by the long, loud, voluble conversation right next to them, so it's a win-win! :D
(plus I'm fricken boring so the crazies and the drunks will likely tire of me before I tire of them)

Seriously, A friend I had at art school and all through university was this rough old paranoid schizophrenic who everyone was afraid of and hated to listen to or have around. But I'd chat with him for hours and hours and used to relish their frustration and irritation that would just grow and grow… They would seethe! But would never have the balls to say anything… It was so funny!
Am I a bad person? ^_^

ozoneocean wrote:

Seriously, A friend I had at art school and all through university was this rough old paranoid schizophrenic who everyone was afraid of and hated to listen to or have around. But I'd chat with him for hours and hours and used to relish their frustration and irritation that would just grow and grow… They would seethe! But would never have the balls to say anything… It was so funny!
Am I a bad person? ^_^

Only a tiny bit menacing in my opinion :, AND it just started snowing! How appropriate! After a snow- and coldless January and February, it's snowing now? *grumblemumbles*
*edit* false alarm, stupid weather….

It was severely hot here for a while, but the weather has bee lovely lately, very warm and balmy. Best weather ever!

ozoneocean wrote:
It was severely hot here for a while, but the weather has bee lovely lately, very warm and balmy. Best weather ever!

Now I know why when I go outside it's like the sun is trying to cook me alive….

Last night I was offered a role in a movie. So I showed up for a pool party… eh at least I got paid….

gullas wrote:
Last night I was offered a role in a movie. So I showed up for a pool party… eh at least I got paid….

If only we could all get paid for attending pool parties rather than patrolling construction sites infested with mosquitoes as large as quarters…

gullas wrote:
Last night I was offered a role in a movie. So I showed up for a pool party… eh at least I got paid….

I thought they outlawed porn in Iceland…

ozoneocean wrote:

gullas wrote:
Last night I was offered a role in a movie. So I showed up for a pool party… eh at least I got paid….

I thought they outlawed porn in Iceland…

I'm surprised they have pools in Iceland. Any water there would be the same as the January 1 Polar Bear Plunge in NJ.