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15 August 2006

Peace of mind.
posted by Miko 15 August | 09:35
When it's folded over, it's more of a PB & J taco, isn't it?
posted by jonmc 15 August | 09:35
bourgeois sentimentality.
posted by orthogonality 15 August | 09:36
A bottle of cold beer, a cigar that tastes like cherries, and a woman named Donna working the kinks out of your shoulders.
posted by cmonkey 15 August | 09:40
Happiness for me is a bread and soy-butter sandwich. Not as greasy, no saturated garbage, and tastes really damn good.

Prosletysing [sp?] [feel free to ignore]:
Dairy cows are kept constantly pregnant and lactating with insemination and with hormones like "Posi-Lact" that ain't good for humans. Then their constantly produced babies are sent to the veal industry, yanked away from their Moms immediately and stuck in crates where they are starved and kept from moving so their "meat" ends up tender. So, the dairy industry is also the "meat" industry. Sorry for the nastiness. Ignore me if you like. I know, I know--I'm a pain-in-the-ass.
posted by shane 15 August | 09:42
Getting a graphic novel from Shane in the mail! (Didn't realize Appleseed was Shirow, love it, thanks!)

Sandwich-wise: A Cuban palomilla steak sandwich (sorry dude, I'm an unrepentant meat eater) with an Iron Beer.
posted by tetsuo 15 August | 10:28
Lobster & clarified butter. Real butter.

oh, and a tiny fork to eat it with.
posted by soulspin 15 August | 10:33
The way something can bother me, or get on my nerves, or straight up piss me off, even to the point of rage, and all I have to do is think of this woman I recently tumbled head-over-heels in love with, and I start smiling, and relax, and forget where I am for fifteen minutes or so; then I look at whatever pissed me off, and think to myself, That doesn't matter. That just isn't important, and it's true: it doesn't, and it isn't. The only thing that matters is what makes me smile.

That's happiness.
posted by Hugh Janus 15 August | 10:40
Dude, we so have to meet this chick.
posted by jonmc 15 August | 10:42
Happiness is getting home from a weekend conference and finally getting a shower, shave, good food, and some sleep, then e-mailing somebody about it (below.)

Next time I'll get my own hotel room and take a flight, in which case Happiness will be looking out the airplane window and NOT seeing this:
≡ Click to see image ≡

On 8/14/06, dan wrote:
So were you there this weekend? Did we talk? It's all a blur when I go to those things.
d


Yeah, you and I talked briefly in the elevator, but I didn't want to bug you too much, since I understand how things must be when you're speaking at an event. I was tabling a booth and, as you said, that alone was enough stress, being smiley and informative all day. Good joke, that: it really hits home.

LOL, at the booth I was stuck facing ***** *****'s rodeo video all day. Remember Alex with his eyes pinned open watching horrific scenes of violence in A Clockwork Orange? Yeah. Fuck. I'll be dreaming about abused cows and horses for months and I may snap and kick the hell out of the next "cowboy" I meet, all whilst crooning "Singing in the Rain."

*****'s great, too, but, Damn!--he keeps about six women on a string at any given time. A friend of mine had the ***** experience, LOL. On breaking up with her, ***** explained to her the ***** guys' AR formula: there're nine guys to every one woman activist, and half the guys are gay, making life a party for the occasional heterosexual man. Sheesh. But ***** kicks ass for the animals, which is what matters, I suppose.

For your hopeful amusement: my hotel room arrangements were fux0red so I slept on Anthony Marr's floor late-night Friday, then in my car instead of in the all-night party "communal room" Saturday, then I drove home all night Sunday with clothes and papers and bottles of gin and tonic strewn all over from living out of my car, which would've looked like something out of a Hunter S Thompson story if it only had a .45 and various drugs in the glove compartment.

Seeya inna funny pages,

Shane
http://www.shane.lohvoh.org/

P.S. Good on ya, Hugh!!
posted by shane 15 August | 10:45
As I often say or think: I second Miko. Peace of mind, being good with yourself and how you are in the world. That's happiness for me.

Also, seeing the people I love happy.
posted by gaspode 15 August | 10:47
tetsuo, I'm glad you're enjoying Appleseed. And It's Superman is cool!

MeChatters: book exchanges are trés fun.
posted by shane 15 August | 10:49
In time, in time, jonmc. I'm selfish right now and I crave her undivided attention. Maybe soon, but you know, I like to play a slow hand anyway.

I'm still a little stunned by it all. Once that wears off, I'll introduce youse.

PS thanks, shane; also, that's a crazy jet engine pic! Did you take it?
posted by Hugh Janus 15 August | 10:52
Hugh: Indulge, indulge, indulge. It's heady and beautiful and rare, ain't it?
posted by Miko 15 August | 10:59
Happyness is the right thing at the right time, which can either be paddling for 16 miles into the wind and stopping, or sleeping in to 2pm, or lots of pasta and beer, so much you slip into a food coma
posted by edgeways 15 August | 11:01
Hugh: Naw, if I'd taken that pic you'd've seen a HUGE post from me labelled "HAPPINESS IS STILL BEING ALIVE!!" Thanks, though!
posted by shane 15 August | 14:46
Happiness is coming home at the end of the a long day with the sun still out and baseball on the box.
posted by Lipstick Thespian 15 August | 20:55
Have you ever seen ball lightning? || pezes mto frescos em plantação de inhames

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