That Moment...

That moment when you're playing GTA V and discover that landing a helicopter hard on the ground can kill the player characters. Wat?

 

That moment when I realize that I don't have much soda and food in my fridge.

 

TMW: You realise months of patient ball work is starting to restore lost endurance and increase range of motion.

 

That moment when you realize that you were overcharged for a product you purchased while at the supermarket.

 

That Moment When...

You see an interesting discussion going on in the Debates floor, but have no idea how to interject without interrupting the flow because you don't really have a firm handle on what they're talking about.

 

As an old guy who doesn't get as, uh, excited as I used to, I find this post inspiring!

 

<facepalm>

It's my balance ball. Major cardiac surgery this past spring put a damper on alot of things...

 

TMW SyFy proves yet again that not every little questie, WoW-ie fantasy story translates well to the screen.

 

Damn it sleep cost me another good chance to be cheeky.

 

That moment when you realize that you got to your friend's house an hour too early.

 

TMW a facebook friend posts a picture of a very good looking, very muscular, very shirtless young man and then proceeds to indicate that this is her son who is celebrating his birthday today, and isn't he just beautiful!

Conflicted.

 

Those pecs be universally approved.

 

Sounds like my type!

 

That moment when the dogs give you a big doe-eyed look because they think its dinner time, but you look at the clock and realize it's not their dinner time for an hour.

 

That moment when you realize that you can't drive your car because your transmission blew up.

And yes, that's happened to me once before.

 

TMW you have to manually stop your dog from scratching a spot because she's about to hit bone.

 

That moment when you are in bed and you feel your husbands hair and go to kiss him, then realize he went to work an hour ago and get a mouthful of cat fur. -.-

 

That's when you get one of those cone things to stick your dog's head in. She'll look like she's receiving transmissions from Voyager 1, but she won't scratch herself.

 

That moment when you realize that you're going to be late for your doctor's appointment.

 

That moment you realize it doesn't matter because your doctor is running an hour late, anyway.

 

Point taken, Minstrel.

Most of the time it's the doctor who is the one who is running late.

 

That moment when you watch a documentary on Samurai traditions, specifically the part where Seppuku is discussed and you realize, "Wow, and I complain about a stomach ache. Second, those guys had balls of hard steel..."

 

That moment when you realize that you forgot to make an important appointment.

 

That moment when you told yourself tonight was the night you'd start going to bed at a reasonable hour. Then you look at the clock and it's 9:05 and you still have at least 2 hours of work to do. *sigh*

 

TMW you realize one of your fingertips was not within the safety zone of the toilette paper.