Come on we live in the 80's version of the 'Future', cause we can use this thing you speak of can also be a video phone.
TMW you have a long trek through fields and woods in 27°C and sun, and when you are 8-ish km out the leader (this is part of a field course in biology) says that he's lost. Following that was a trek along a river, with a narrow path covered with 1-2 dm dry leaves and a 1-5 m drop down to the river on one side. Oh, and we were running out of water (we weren't supposed to go that far).
[smacks forehead] Yes! Cat videos! Hmmm...Porn, cat videos, or accessing the entire collective human knowledge from pre-history to right this very second...? Porn, cat videos, or... I don't know about the rest of y'all, but I'm down to porn or cat videos.
For a second there I thought you were talking about that woman on the Food Network who likes to "cook" with packaged mixes and who lives with Gov. Cuomo. Then I Googled.
That moment when you're minding your own business and then HOLY SHIT THERE IS A SPIDER CRAWLING ON YOUR LAPTOP!!! I'm not normally arachnophobic, but bloody hell.
That moment when you have nothing to do at work so you resolve to posting on the writing forum's "that moment...." thread
TMW when you realize that your youtube persona is a direct opposite of you, but yet somehow also a deeper, darker, sadist, hyper-over exaggerated part of your negative being... it's as though youtube is a dumping ground for when I feel like being a Cynical Asshole (which I typically am online) so that you don't take it out on Peeps like Homer.
I would be concerned that we may have tangoed at some point. . And the worst part is I often mix my personal beliefs with exaggerated cynicism, mostly because I know the art of debate is dead and most would rather force their beliefs on you and degrade you. So Fuck it, right. Start off as an asshole you get much more entertainment out of it. .
I highly doubt that, since I don't post vids addressing or arguing against other people. I am a small channel anywho. So it would take some real effort to find me if you don't know about my channel. PM me your channel, if you like.
I don't have videos either, most of tangos come from the comment section. . not sure if it would show.
I've lost the login information for my channel, which predates Google's acquisition of YouTube, but all that's on it is a couple of RC car videos that are really only of interest to friends and family, perhaps the random otaku.
You can have multipul channels now... so I made an Alt. that I hope maybe one day I might do something with. I don't mind sharing this channel publicly since it's more truer to who I am here and in real life. . But at the moment it's new, so it' won't have anything. and Truth be told if I had to pick between the Cynical Channel or My IRL channel. I"d pick the latter.
Most of my vids are unlisted, but I used it to go over a book with Commandante Lemming a year or so ago, in a thread about two Sci-fi Geeks/Nerds read a Romance.
TMW you're engrossed in brainstorming a scene for characters who live in NYC, and your cell phone starts ringing, and the call is from NYC. ...and you don't know anyone who lives in NYC currently.
Your character(s) is calling your from the beyond! Hopefully you have not done anything to evil to them and that they don't want to kill you. I know my characters would kill me.
Probably just to complain about the finer points of how I'm writing him or something. He's a great guy but is a classical musician, so he's detail-oriented and can have a bit of an ego sometimes. Or possibly he's calling to express his displeasure at my not getting him his Steinway piano fast enough. It was in Chapter 1 before the flashback, and we're almost to the end of the book.
TMW you have to look something up in your first book, so you can keep continuity in the sequel. And... TMW you feel like a derpy teen while trying figure out how to write a romantic sex scene between two aliens. (At least they are the same species.)
I got lucky and knew that it was on the first few pages, and not buried somewhere way down into the story. I have a few important things written down in a notebook.
I was at a game store, the store clerk asks. "Have you played this game?" I replied with an enthusiastic grin on my face. "No, but I watched my friend beat it!" I blushed so hard in that moment because what I said just lay there like a dead fish. I let the awkwardness wash over me. The other store clerk looked at the one who spoke to me, they both just grinned. An ocean of awkwardness washed over me again. At a pharmacy I was talking to a cute store clerk. She asked. "Do you want your receipt?" I replied cheerfully. "Yes, I need it for my register, I'm An_l like that..." fill in the blank. Thankfully I didn't say the word, but I stopped right at the cliffs edge, about to say it. We both looked at each other, awkwardness washing over me again. Awkwardness and me are close friends. Ohh yes. She knew instantly what I was going to say because she then looked at me grinning. "Ohhhh your one of those people." I took it in stride and owned my foppish nature. I replied. "I'm one of those people who has to keep track or my register will explode.
I've been away for a week - first day back a little mouse has just popped out from under the sofa and is sat in the middle of the floor eating a piece of sweetcorn which fell off my pizza. I know ought to trap it but I don't have the heart.