ah yes the familiar favorite "upload your resume/please now fill in every detail about your prior work experience DO NOT PUT SEE RESUME"
"including all gaps in employment" why yes, I spent that entire time smoking a profound volume of weed and not at all looking for jobs, I'd be a terrible employee. Clever of you to figure it out.
"We're receiving a radio transmission. They say their radio isn't working."
"Have they raised their shields yet?"
"No."
"Raise ours."
"They're raising shields."
"Lock phasers on target."
"They're locking phasers."
"Uh. Raise shields I guess?"
"FIRE!"
you know, I would REALLY like to punch you in your fucking rich ass white antisemtic Boomer face, but 1) as a southerner I do not hit women and 2) I am far more interested in watching YouTube videos about drawing than I am in getting hauled off for assaulting some shit richass old CRAP in fucking public
edit oh thank G-d they've moved on to their privileged unfucking educated understanding of Biden and Obama instead
driving stuff, mh -
so on the way home there was a pedestrian in dark clothes crossing Aurora not at a crosswalk, so my headlights were why I saw them in time. I swerved, slammed on the brakes and as soon as I stopped, put on blinkers and ran out to look for them in case I'd hit them and they needed aid. They were walking across the other side of the street so I yelled "are you okay? Sir, are you okay?" at them, and they said they were fine, so I kept going, but this really shook me up.
Friends tell me that was the right thing to do, but I still feel like shit anyway.
Okay, "Mack the Knife" is a lot less happy and bouncy as the original Moritatensong, which introduces Macheath/Mackie Messer as a generally unpleasant character, at the start of The Threepenny Opera.
But the really wild story is; Threepenny Opera was originally going to open with the beggar king's song. The actor playing Macheath wanted it to start with a song about *his*... cravat, of all things. Starting the opera with a song about Macheath's *character* is actually a compromise.
coyote sing along hour
she held out hope for a couple of months
that he was still livin' somewhere
he'd put up the strongest kind of fight
he'd dig himself out with the dynamite
he'd finally be free on the fifth of July
- but Jesse got trapped in the coal mine,
never did marry his girl
down down under West Virginia
down down in the pitch black earth
down down, underneath she cried
down down deep below the surface
down down by the Mason-Dixon line
down down, underneath she cried
"my love is somewhere in that mountain."
status; we are cloaked. Federation ship approaching. Range, 10000 kallikams. #qapla #moviequote
@frost I got bagels! And a giant sandwich which I ate, and a used book about long dead Brits. Heading south again!
Lots of random gunk, but some drawings and cooking talk too. Obsesses about DnD and related topics. Left-leaning/profoundly frustrated politics. Black lives matter; trans rights are human rights.
Occasionally NSFW art and discussion, please do follow if you're 18+.