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29 August 2013
HongKongLady said
Last night I had two minor accident,I cut my finger while I’m cutting the carrot and then I trapped my finger when I closed the storage box
Ouch!! Sorry if my chat was distracting you!
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1.53am
15 May 2014
Greetings fellow BeatleBiblers. I just wanted to tell you about this astonishing and very cheap way of painting I’ve been taught. It’s called egg tempera, and according to my teacher is predates oil painting. The procedure is easy: you need dry pigments, which come as powder, then add the yolk of an egg and mix them both with vinegar until you obtain the desired consistency –in my case, similar to oil paints. The colors are beautiful, and you can do most things you can do with oil paints. Now I’m working on a portrait of a teenage girl, and the background is very nicely done, if I may say so; but the perspective of painting the face is something that is making me nervous, it’s going to be my first portrait. So that’s all for now.
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29 August 2013
Oudis said
Greetings fellow BeatleBiblers. I just wanted to tell you about this astonishing and very cheap way of painting I’ve been taught. It’s called egg tempera, and according to my teacher is predates oil painting. The procedure is easy: you need dry pigments, which come as powder, then add the yolk of an egg and mix them both with vinegar until you obtain the desired consistency –in my case, similar to oil paints. The colors are beautiful, and you can do most things you can do with oil paints. Now I’m working on a portrait of a teenage girl, and the background is very nicely done, if I may say so; but the perspective of painting the face is something that is making me nervous, it’s going to be my first portrait. So that’s all for now.
Is this the technique they used a lot in the early Renaissance? I seem to recall reading about it when they were talking about restoration work on The Last Supper by da Vinci.
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10.25am
21 November 2012
I hate people.
I was at the supermarket, doing groceries with my brother, because it was too much to carry on my own. Anyway, we’re in the queue and another cash register opened. So we walk towards it, a bit in a hurry because it was all pretty heavy. Then this woman behind us starts swearing. We ignore it, but I look behind me and see it’s some stereotype antisocial person with her kids. Anyway, we’re packing our stuff and the idiot drives into my brother with her shopping cart and bumps his head. So my brother yells OUCH. The idiot said ”Should’ve f****d off faster, *some word that can’t be repeated*”. So I got mad, but decided to keep polite and I say ”Well excuse me, but you could’ve had a bit more patience and wait, these groceries are a bit heavy, you see?”
And what do you think she said? She started yelling and yelled ”Shut your f**cking mouth, or I’ll f**cking throw you through the whole shop, you cancerous slut (cancer is a very rude swear word over here)”
No one in the queue said anything, nor did the cashier. They were all just sheepishly staring. I was very mad, but I didn’t want to make a scene. What I actually wanted to do was turn around and say ”Excuse me? What did you say? You’re setting a nice example for your kids here, but go ahead. You’ll be behind bars, not me, you retarded a*****e.”
Instead I started walking and said ”Come on Max (my brother), let’s go. We don’t need a thing like this to ruin our day” Then she yelled a couple more swear words to me and then I couldn’t help myself and yelled ”RETARDED SCUM”
My mom said I should’ve gotten the chef, but what could he have done? Throw all of us out? I didn’t really want to make a scene. These are the kind of people who you’ll bump into one day and who always carry a knife, if you know what I mean.
People like this make me really really mad.
11.11am
1 August 2014
Linde said
I hate people.I was at the supermarket, doing groceries with my brother, because it was too much to carry on my own. Anyway, we’re in the queue and another cash register opened. So we walk towards it, a bit in a hurry because it was all pretty heavy. Then this woman behind us starts swearing. We ignore it, but I look behind me and see it’s some stereotype antisocial person with her kids. Anyway, we’re packing our stuff and the idiot drives into my brother with her shopping cart and bumps his head. So my brother yells OUCH. The idiot said ”Should’ve f****d off faster, *some word that can’t be repeated*”. So I got mad, but decided to keep polite and I say ”Well excuse me, but you could’ve had a bit more patience and wait, these groceries are a bit heavy, you see?”
And what do you think she said? She started yelling and yelled ”Shut your f**cking mouth, or I’ll f**cking throw you through the whole shop, you cancerous slut (cancer is a very rude swear word over here)”
No one in the queue said anything, nor did the cashier. They were all just sheepishly staring. I was very mad, but I didn’t want to make a scene. What I actually wanted to do was turn around and say ”Excuse me? What did you say? You’re setting a nice example for your kids here, but go ahead. You’ll be behind bars, not me, you retarded a*****e.”Instead I started walking and said ”Come on Max (my brother), let’s go. We don’t need a thing like this to ruin our day” Then she yelled a couple more swear words to me and then I couldn’t help myself and yelled ”RETARDED SCUM”
My mom said I should’ve gotten the chef, but what could he have done? Throw all of us out? I didn’t really want to make a scene. These are the kind of people who you’ll bump into one day and who always carry a knife, if you know what I mean.
People like this make me really really mad.
All you need is… 20 shell drum mag Auto Assault-12 (AA12) Shotgun! For that kind of people.
11.24am
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18 March 2013
^ Well if you do that, prepare to be singing this song, don’t let the scumbags win!
On a serious note: You get those pricks everywhere you go, they’ll be left in their sad, little lives insulting randomers while you go onto brighter and better things so let them enjoy their 5 seconds of meaningless insults.
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2.26pm
1 November 2013
Sometimes I wish I could encounter those people more often. It would be nice to give them some verbal payback.
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15 February 2015
Annadog40 sighed
Sometimes I wish I could encounter those people more often. It would be nice to give them some verbal payback.
Which reminds me, I checked out this terrific book from the library called ‘Shakespeare’s Insults– Educating Your Wit’. I’m doing my best to memorise them, just in case. The trouble is I never encounter people that I would have no qualms about insulting. Calling someone ‘that base contagion that treads upon my patience’ is so much kinder than calling them an a–hole.
‘Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens!’
On another topic, namely the one stated in the thread title, I’m listening to ‘Tomorrow‘ because that is the day I will be abandoning sorrow the heat and humidity of NC-below-3000-feet-above-sea-level.
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18 March 2013
Silly Girl said
Annadog40 sighed
Sometimes I wish I could encounter those people more often. It would be nice to give them some verbal payback.Which reminds me, I checked out this terrific book from the library called ‘Shakespeare’s Insults– Educating Your Wit’. I’m doing my best to memorise them, just in case. The trouble is I never encounter people that I would have no qualms about insulting. Calling someone ‘that base contagion that treads upon my patience’ is so much kinder than calling them an a–hole.
‘Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens!’
‘Guttersnipe’ is also a perfectly cromulent insult.
If you ever want a good laugh pick up some Shakespere, I still chuckle over this line in Othello (you have to read it/seen an adaption of it to get it but I think it was genius) and I tried to so hard to use it in my exam but the question was on Desdemona and Emilia so I couldn’t really use an Iago quote, I’d just lose marks for going off point >.>
Iago: I am one, sir, that comes to tell you your daughter and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs.
Brabantio: Thou art a villain!
Iago: You are a senator!
I can just imagine Iago going in his mind “s*** what do I say?!? Uhhh you are a….senator?
Also the Gobbo scene in The Merchant of Venice made my friends and I laugh far harder than we should have
LAUNCELOT Certainly my conscience will serve me to run from this Jew, my master. The fiend is at mine elbow and tempts me, saying to me, “Gobbo,” “Launcelot Gobbo,” “Good Launcelot,” or “Good Gobbo,” or “Good Launcelot Gobbo” —“use your legs, take the start, run away.” My conscience says, “No. Take heed, honest Launcelot. Take heed, honest Gobbo,” or as aforesaid, “Honest Launcelot Gobbo, do not run. Scorn running with thy heels.” Well, the most courageous fiend bids me pack. “Fia!” says the fiend. “Away!” says the fiend. “For the heavens, rouse up a brave mind,” says the fiend, “and run.” Well, my conscience, hanging about the neck of my heart, says very wisely to me, “My honest friend Launcelot, being an honest man’s son”—or rather an honest woman’s son, for indeed my father did something smack, something grow to. He had a kind of taste.—Well, my conscience says, “Launcelot, budge not.” “Budge!” says the fiend. “Budge not,” says my conscience. “Conscience,” say I, “you counsel well.” “Fiend,” say I, “you counsel well.” To be ruled by my conscience I should stay with the Jew my master, who, God bless the mark, is a kind of devil. And to run away from the Jew I should be ruled by the fiend, who, saving your reverence, is the devil himself. Certainly the Jew is the very devil incarnation. And in my conscience, my conscience is but a kind of hard conscience, to offer to counsel me to stay with the Jew. The fiend gives the more friendly counsel. I will run, fiend. My heels are at your command. I will run. |
It’s this perfect Gollum/Sméagol scene, it’s brilliant.
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5.17pm
21 November 2012
AppleScruffJunior said
^ Well if you do that, prepare to be singing this song, don’t let the scumbags win!
On a serious note: You get those pricks everywhere you go, they’ll be left in their sad, little lives insulting randomers while you go onto brighter and better things so let them enjoy their 5 seconds of meaningless insults.
Oh I know. I worked at a supermarket a few years ago, and you come across the biggest idiots. Some people are just plain stupid and rude. The funny part is that they think they’re great while we’re laughing our asses off.
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meanmistermustard said
Its pouring down outside. Heaviest i’ve heard rain for a long time. Anyone know anyone who delivers boats overnight so i can get out tomorrow?
How about Yellow Submarine ?
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17 February 2015
Annadog40 said
Sometimes I wish I could encounter those people more often. It would be nice to give them some verbal payback.
Yes! you can use your @Starr Shine? volcano to burn their mouth or your 40 dogs to bite their mouth 🙂
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Thanks @Beatleva & @trcanberra for your comments. I don’t know if I’ll be able to take a pic (a good one) of the painting to post it. As for the historical period the egg tempera was used, it could have been the Middle Ages -but I should ask.
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5.13pm
21 November 2012
I suspect my grandma is starting to suffer from dementia. She’s forgetting a lot (no s**t, she’s 86, so that is kind of normal) but now she’s forgetting complete parts of days and things that happened. For instance, a week ago, we took her out to a park near a castle where you could walk a certain route, and she walked quite a big part of it. She held my arm the whole time, but she couldn’t remember I was there. She’s also just forgetting complete days. I feel a bit sad about it. It’s not a good feeling to put effort into helping her and making the day great for her, and her not remembering anything about it at all. I’m trying to think that at least at the moment itself, she realized it and was grateful for it. For the rest she’s still pretty bright, not really confused, but I hope this process will go very slowly.
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Linde said
I suspect my grandma is starting to suffer from dementia. She’s forgetting a lot (no s**t, she’s 86, so that is kind of normal) but now she’s forgetting complete parts of days and things that happened. For instance, a week ago, we took her out to a park near a castle where you could walk a certain route, and she walked quite a big part of it. She held my arm the whole time, but she couldn’t remember I was there. She’s also just forgetting complete days. I feel a bit sad about it. It’s not a good feeling to put effort into helping her and making the day great for her, and her not remembering anything about it at all. I’m trying to think that at least at the moment itself, she realized it and was grateful for it. For the rest she’s still pretty bright, not really confused, but I hope this process will go very slowly.
Treat her gently… lonely old people 🙁
I fear that one day I’ll go through it too. I love my grandma even tho she is, honestly, boring me to death lately with complaining about unimportant things. But age doing its job doesn’t make her life actions less valuable, it’s just bumps on the road.
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29 August 2013
Out and about drinking a cappuccino and posting pictures of Hong Kong on Facebook.
SO restless since I got back.
If anyone here is a closet billionaire (or knows one) and wants to send me back there to shut me up ……. 🙂
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12.49am
8 August 2014
trcanberra said
If anyone here is a closet billionaire (or knows one) and wants to send me back there to shut me up ……. 🙂
I have about a billion things in my closet, does that count?
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1.21am
17 October 2013
Linde said
I hate people.I was at the supermarket, doing groceries with my brother, because it was too much to carry on my own. Anyway, we’re in the queue and another cash register opened. So we walk towards it, a bit in a hurry because it was all pretty heavy. Then this woman behind us starts swearing. We ignore it, but I look behind me and see it’s some stereotype antisocial person with her kids. Anyway, we’re packing our stuff and the idiot drives into my brother with her shopping cart and bumps his head. So my brother yells OUCH. The idiot said ”Should’ve f****d off faster, *some word that can’t be repeated*”. So I got mad, but decided to keep polite and I say ”Well excuse me, but you could’ve had a bit more patience and wait, these groceries are a bit heavy, you see?”
And what do you think she said? She started yelling and yelled ”Shut your f**cking mouth, or I’ll f**cking throw you through the whole shop, you cancerous slut (cancer is a very rude swear word over here)”
No one in the queue said anything, nor did the cashier. They were all just sheepishly staring. I was very mad, but I didn’t want to make a scene. What I actually wanted to do was turn around and say ”Excuse me? What did you say? You’re setting a nice example for your kids here, but go ahead. You’ll be behind bars, not me, you retarded a*****e.”Instead I started walking and said ”Come on Max (my brother), let’s go. We don’t need a thing like this to ruin our day” Then she yelled a couple more swear words to me and then I couldn’t help myself and yelled ”RETARDED SCUM”
My mom said I should’ve gotten the chef, but what could he have done? Throw all of us out? I didn’t really want to make a scene. These are the kind of people who you’ll bump into one day and who always carry a knife, if you know what I mean.
People like this make me really really mad.
You ask this f**k wit very politely, ‘Did you get your money back?’
She’ll answer “What money?”
Then you say, ‘From that charm school you went to’
Seriously nice people like yourself sometimes attract people like this. Leaving was the right thing to do. You had your brother with you. It was all huff and puff from this woman….. she didn’t touch you, or have you cornered. Get out and forget it. You did the first…….now do the latter.
However, I can’t say this strongly enough….. to everyone actually. If someone is mouthing off and building up their own courage trying to intimidate you and crucially does look like hitting you and for whatever reason you can’t get away, or you have to protect some loved one…… don’t let them in close. DON”T stand meekly thinking the best way is to keep my arms down not protect myself and show no aggression and maybe they will calm down and this will all go away. It won’t.
Most attacks are over for the victim in 2 or 3 seconds. Even if you see the probably well practised sucker-punch, slap, head butt, or shoot for your legs coming……with your arms by your sides and having let them in your space, there’s nothing you can do in time. It’s over and you’re done.
Arms up in front of you constantly moving, palms facing the would be attacker as though you’re trying to calm things down…….I call it talking Italian. But claim the centre with your arms. Any attack must come from one or other side.
Imagine two magnets when they get within each other’s magnetic field…… they jump together. If someone attacks you he/she is expecting you to be where you are or that you will back off. All the ranges the attacker has calculated go to pot if you go forward as fast as you can towards a kick or a hook……..
Once you’ve met his/her charge with a step in yourself……….If you don’t know how to punch without chambering then go for eyes or throat fingers pointing. Land with something and then get away……….
I know this sounds pie-in-the-sky or naff but if you’re in real real danger and you’ve got the courage…It’s got to be better than waiting to be hit… When you’re down who’s going to protect your loved one.
In this world I’m afraid everyone needs some understanding of how to protect themselves.
I decided a couple of years ago to learn some practical methods that don’t take years to master. I didn’t want a confusing pocket full of techniques just a principle to follow and then to rely on simple muscle memory and the courage to go forward.
I found one to one ‘Wing Tsen’ much more useful than golf lessons.
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