The current practice of getting quotes, or at least what appear to be long blocks of text, tattooed onto one's body. Your body, your choice, but tattoos as art I get (pictures of nekkid ladies riding half-dragon, half-Harley crossbreeds), short mottos ("RIDE OR DIE!" "ANPANMAN 4EVAH"), but when someone has what looks like a good flash piece or so inked into their skin it just makes me wonder why? Who are you going to give the time to read it? Spoiler I just got so tempted to get a couple pages of lorum ipsum tattooed on my back. Mrs. A would kill me and I'd regret it forever. Good thing I can't afford it right now. ETA: Or, of course, Chapter 103 of Moby Dick.
With a modern tattoo gun, not so much. (It varies based on a person's pain tolerance). Would be interesting if it was done by the Monks.
Anywhere that sells pizza bases slathered with garlic butter as "garlic bread", which is almost every takeaway around here. This is what garlic bread should look like:
parents trying to talk me out of cutting my hair.... "you know, once you cut it, you wont be able to wear it in a pony tail" "I guess you could always wear a scarf if you dont like it" "You look so cute with your long hair, you know styling it is going to be different, right?" "you know once you get older you wont be able to just go off and cut your hair willy nilly. it wont grow back as fast" just let me be bald and happy. sheesh.
I just got a haircut and now my head is freezing. And my mask strings hurt my ears because I have no hair to buffer them. And my hats don't seem to fit right. Seriously. I can't get my head warm. Not a fan of haircuts at the moment, so I gotta side with Mr. and Mrs. Woody on this one.
I've become used to seeing horrendous misuse of words, spellings, and punctuation on the internet—many of which get blamed (rightly or wrongly) on the perils of predictive text. But every now and then, I do have to laugh. Like this morning. There is a woman claiming to have written a 'blurp' about a particular issue. That's about right. But I doubt if she can blame that one on predictive text!
Time was, most of my mail was junk advertising from credit card companies. Now it's mostly junk advertising from hearing aid companies. I don't have or need hearing aids, so there must be a ton of money in that business.
When inspiration for a story hits me at 2am, and the choice comes down to not getting enough sleep or losing the chance to knock out an inspired piece of writing.
Books stores. I just spent hours in a few book stores getting presents and it always agitates me. I can do this, I think to myself, I'm better than some of these authors. I need to get writing. I feel agitated. But I don't have the time right now. Not to deep dive into a project. I think I'll be writing tonight.
Rakor issues? Welcome to most directors paranoia. Well, there are reasons... Have you watched Samurai Cop?
No, I haven't, and I'm happy to admit there are exceptions. But having an actor in a different colour sweater within the same scene is not one of them.
What might have happened: 1) The shootings of the same scene were divided between two days. On day two the original sweater has: a) magically disappeared (somebody stole it for his/her perverted issues) b) been destroyed (coffee spill, burned to ashes by accident... or was it?) 2) Last minute change in story, meaning some scenes had to be reshot partly (they had to go back), to tweak in some structural changes (which most commonly leads to major fuck ups), meaning the director panicked. He/ she transferred his/her distress to the rest of the crew. He didn't know what he was doing. They didn't know what they were doing. Nobody knew what they were doing. The least of their concerns was if the sweater was the same. The sleep deprived editor paid the hefty price and now relies on heavy medication to get over his insomnia. He's been forever stigmatised. 3) The sweater belonged to the actress's boyfriend. Before the scene was completed and during the shootings, they split. The boyfriend reclaimed his sweater and left the deck... forever. 4) The sweater change was premeditated, hah-hah! The director wants to see how many paid attention. In reality it was a CIA mass observation test. The ones that noticed and wrote about it on reddit, mysteriously disappeared the next day. They returned to their homes 2 years after. They were never the same. 5) The sweater change was part of the subliminal message of the scene. Feelings! Colors! Symbolism! Depth of the human psyche! Yes, all of that wrapped in a sweater change. 6) The evil twin of the actress replaced her and no one noticed. The only thing they noticed was the sweater change. That's how good the evil twin was. 7) Everybody in the set was sleep deprived and penniless. It was just not worth it to notify the director or they'd never finish. They committed mutiny. Enough is enough! 8) Not enough crew... Everybody had to multitask. Cut them some slack. They're fried. 9) Everyone was stoned. The colors sounded like popsicles. 10) The original sweater was kidnaped. The kidnapers demanded a price that far exceeded the production value of the film times 4. A filial crew member gave his sweater to the actress for the show must go on on time, that is. They've got a tight schedule you know and they won't submit to blackmail.
Maybe they do it to see how closely people are paying attention to their shows. In my case far too closely, clearly.