As a child I wasn’t good at accepting much of anything at face value. If I did ever believe I was quite young.
I think I was 3 the year my mom had to work as an Easter Bunny at a photo op to make ends meet, and I’m not sure much belief survived seeing the Easter Bunny rip its head off and reveal my mother inside.
Every Boeing issue in the history of flight combined haven’t shortened as many lives as insurance CEOs on any given week of the year.
By that point all the CGI was cringe AF, I can’t watch giant battle scenes without my minds eye seeing all the actors pantomiming on a massive green screen set. Really, one or two impressive practical effects and I might have stuck around longer.
At least BP had a couple new plot elements and wasn’t just the same movie with different beam colors. Not really new elements, but new for the MCU anyway.
Age of Ultron is where I started to check out too.
The last MCU movie I watched was Black Panther (the first). I enjoyed it well enough compared to the recent fair that I decided to go out on a high note.
I fully intend to go out like a minecraft zombie, so whenever I leave home I carry a nearly broken shovel, an iron ingot, or a carrot.
Not much of a hot take, but Ronald D Moore was my favorite writer of the franchise.
That was so good after the lovefest of items that Guz, Desiree, and Morgana brought in.
Most folks have at least 1 commonplace food item that they can’t stand. This time of year food gift baskets are everywhere and often specialized to certain tastes. So you get them something that looks like a nice goodie basket but then most things in it are tainted by a thing they don’t like.
For me it would be licorice / anise.
The first 2 prequels made me realize the only Star Wars movie I really loved was Empire. New Hope and Jedi (apart from the advanced in film making they pioneered) were good, not great.
I still haven’t seen episodes 3, 8, or 9 and I feel no desire to ever do so.
I had to learn that stuff on the street
by which I mean the Grolier Multimedia Encyclopedia, 1994 edition.
Fresh curds / squeeky cheese. Back then they were less available in stores we used to make a point of stopping at the Tillimook Dairy creamery to stock up when ever we were on the north Oregon coast.
It’s been forked to Mbin
At Ralph’s you can only use the express line if you haven’t murdered anyone that day.
The most satisfying thing when I need to fidget is something to take things apart and put back together. And the best things for that are ones that can be stripped and reassembled without me needing to look at them.
So far the best of best is this “multitool pen” I got for secret santa last year. It’s nearly worthless for any of its advertised functions, but as a fidget toy I really like it.
My son is ALSO named Bort,
I’ve spend 30 years (as of October 2nd) looking for “BORT” novelty license plates in every gift and souvenir shop I’ve been in.
Just once I want one of those to say what it really means.
Please don’t return this book, it hurts our numbers. We just had an extra page ¯\(ツ)/¯
Hmmm. I was having issues with images on my lemmy host taking forever to propagate so I used postimages for this one. The gremlin is following me.
I’ll attempt to fix.
“Fine! I’ll set up debugging! Stupid piece of…” - Me at some point, a little too late, into most projects
His name’s boll weevil, check him out.
I think my favorite weevil is the acorn weevil