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Cake day: July 1st, 2023

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  • IMHO, J.J. Abrams should not be allowed to touch any scriptwriting duties ever. He is not a bad director, but he doesn’t seem to give a shit about the internal logic of the script if it comes in conflict with the “cool ideas” he has.

    His two Star Trek films were perfect examples of this fallacy, as was the last and worst Star Wars film. With Star Trek he kinda butchered the heart of the franchise - the point of using starships to explore - with “Oh, the transporter can now beam stuff over interplanetary and interstellar distances, because it will be so awesome and less time consuming!”

    Yes, it’s science fiction and suspension of disbelief is required to fully enjoy it, but it is possible to obey the decades old in-universe rules and still write an enticing storyline if you put a little effort in it. Sad model example of lazy writing.

    Of course the fault is not all his, the other producers should have stopped his stupid ideas but chose not to. Still, ROS was so bad that the guy should have been blacklisted for life.


  • Many of my friends really love Coldplay, so I’ve heard several of their albums played at parties. Many times. But I cannot remember a single song from Coldplay and most likely wouldn’t recognize them if one was playing on the radio.

    And I have a decent ear for music, I can play a few instruments and can even find the right chords for a song after hearing it once or twice. But not Coldplay. There is nothing wrong with their music, but it doesn’t make me feel anything. It’s just so generic to my taste, I guess.


  • I have a battery operated tube radio from mid to late 1940’s. It even works, but the battery it uses is getting rare and quite expensive. And my country doesn’t really use AM radio broadcasts anymore, so it’s more of a curiosity nowadays.

    I also have a lot of working stuff from the 1950’s, mostly radios and amplifiers. Great gear, and much easier to service than their modern counterparts.




  • There’s one made of stone and a natural brook runs through the floor.

    In the winter there are several saunas built from snow / ice. The snow sauna is said to be an especially pleasing experience.

    There are sauna rafts that have engines, so you can cruise around the waters.

    There are car trailer saunas that you can rent and drive to any open beach you wish. Or your own backyard.

    And probably a whole lot crazier ones that I can’t remember right now.



  • My old Xperia Z5 Compact was the only phone I’ve ever owned that had decent speakers. You could actually listen music with them without getting pissed off. It was small and had amazing audio capabilities and great camera, easily the best phone I’ve ever owned.

    But listening music / watching videos in public with your phone speakers on is an abomination. It should be made illegal everywhere.


  • Where did you find this?

    Though apocryphal, it would give the Númenoreans a solid reason to see the Valar as deceitful. “The Gift of Men cannot be taken away - except for Tuor, due to reasons we will not explain.”

    After a revelatation such as this, it would be far easier to accept how quickly Sauron managed to incite them to attack the Undying Lands. The kings would have known that immortality was somehow possible for men and the temptation would have already been there for generations.

    The canonical version works without problems, but I think this would have been a nice addition.


  • Yes. I was almost three years old. I don’t remember much, but I do remember that I started to sing during the wedding ceremony when my parents knelt at the altar. Of course no one else sung.

    I also remember that the priest scared the shit out of me and that my godfather “fell asleep” in the toilet and had to be carried to a car. I learned years later that he had severe social anxiety which he treated with liquor.




  • I did this with my friends when we went to Thailand. We were enjoying the delicious taste on a beach, two Australian guys were wanted to try it. They both spat it out instantly and the other one got so mad we thought he’s actually going to attack us.

    After he calmed down a bit he demanded to see us drink it to be sure we hadn’t tricked him to drink poison. So we downed the entire 1 litre bottle to appease him. It was the start of a great day that lasted for few days.




  • I do not find your questions odd, fear not. In retrospect his case is quite fascinating.

    Like I said, our duties rarely overlapped and I mostly met him at staff meetings and occasionally at the coffee lounge. He rarely expressed strong emotions - except frustration, since something was always being done “the wrong way” - and the only time I saw him express anger was when I called him out. He was often smiling, but in a weird way where his lips formed a smile but his eyes weren’t fully in on it.

    He was the total opposite of impulsive. If you knew when to look, you could see him calculating the next steps before taking action. But he loved attention - he was in charge of the office christmas party planning and he made himself the central figure of the entire show. If there ever was an epitome of cringe, that was pretty much it. This was an apparent blind spot for him, his corridor charisma did not work at all on stage and his act was just plain bad.

    I don’t know about the favours. But he would not help others if it wasn’t his job. This one time our old (one year to retirement) janitor was moving desks to another floor and asked me to help him out, since he had a bad hip and the desks were too big for the elevator. I was young and always happy to help, so we started carrying them up. The creep happened to see us working and walked to me and said “Don’t you understand that it is not your job to carry desks? That’s what the janitor is for.” And he said this out loud while the janitor was right there, holding the other end of the desk mid-stairs. I responded “I do understand. I like to help my friends.”

    Then he just left and we hauled the desk up. The janitor was pretty much ready to go and punch the creep, but I talked him down.


  • I’m cautious by nature and playing it safe seemed the wisest course to take. The guy built his schemes very cleverly and handled his own duties well, the only mistake he made was when he attacked my reputation.

    I was also very lucky to have a boss who trusted me and saw things as they were. One of my co-workers ran into the creep a few years ago and found out that he had kept leaping from job to job until he had landed into a leadership position.


  • An ex-colleague of mine.

    The guy kept up a nice guy act, but was fully self-centered, tried to subtly force his religious views upon the workplace, actively formed cliques to sow disorder and refused to help anyone in any matter that “wasn’t in his contract”. He openly criticized anything that didn’t “meet his standards” and did so in an extremely condescending way.

    His charisma attracted many and kept them from seeing through his act. His only goal seemed to be to gain power at any means.

    I don’t know why, but I found him suspicious at first handshake. Somehow he just felt totally fake to me. His duties rarely overlapped mine, so I just kept my eye on him from a distance. After about 6 months a leadership opening appeared and he instantly tried to recruit me to his clique. His warm, joyous eyes turned to ice when I turned him down and told him that I’m aware of the game he’s playing.

    In retaliation he started a smear campaign against me, but since I had done my duties well and had helped everyone whenever I could for the last decade, there was nothing for him to abuse. His attack backfired gloriously.

    Soon after our boss called me to his office to discuss “reports of degligence in my performance”. I knew that these were fabricated, but I was still a bit concerned when I entered the office. Boss told me to close the door and went straight to the point: “How are we going to get rid of this lying asshole? These reports he gave to me about you are complete bullshit, but they are not enough to fire him.” The old sly fox had also been keeping his eyes and ears open and was as aware of the creep’s machinations as I was.

    We made sure that the creep didn’t get the leadership position and started to insulate key personnel from his influence by informing them of the faked reports. In the next few months the word got around and his clique fell apart. The fucker was left pretty much alone and after that he resigned.