Rant Thread

Or friggin' sand.

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We have a Sith Lord in the making, people...
 
I think the best solution going forward for me is to skip all summer vacations. I don't even like summer. Or sunny weather. Or the heat. Or friggin' sand. I'm also a bad swimmer and don't really enjoy swimming altogether. I also hate getting a tan. Dunno why I even bother anymore tbh. I only really went on sea/summer vacations to hang out and rest and since I can't even do that...
Stay. FUCKING. HOME.
 
I think the question should be this instead; if Adrian wasn't allowed back in by Steve, would he be bald by now? ;)

Firing Janick was never an option for Steve.

The baldness was halted by his return! You don't think? Why? (I'm not trying to be rude, I like to know what you base this on!)
 
"I think Janick was a little nervous to begin with, though - not once the decision was made but while it was being made - but I said, 'Look, this is not an audition, absolutely no way.' I told Janick he was a really important part of Maiden now and, if it means it's not working, that he was the one who stays.
By the time we actually got on a stage together, though, we'd written some songs, done interviews, and it just felt totally natural."
- Steve quoted on page 204, 3rd edition.
 
Why are people so picky about food, and why do people stand for it?

So, on Sunday evenings, I frequently run an RPG for friends. Some weeks we go to a particular friend's place, and she often cooks dinner. Which is perfectly fine, though I've made clear I don't think it's necessary. This week, she announced she was making tourtiere (a Quebecois dish, essentially a meat pie). No problem. I get there, and she had made pulled pork for me, because once we had tourtiere at another person's house and I wasn't the biggest fan of it. Leaving aside the fact that I wasn't the biggest fan because it was a shit dish bought in the frozen section of a store, I explained that I certainly would have eaten anything that was made for me. Which set off this big thing about how because she is super duper picky, she doesn't want anyone to feel upset if there isn't food offered that they might like. Like it is a worry.

Well, Jesus Christ.

How do people live with this attitude? How do people fucking survive? Food isn't supposed to taste good. It's fuckin' fuel to keep you going. You eat it, so that you aren't hungry. Everything else is window dressing. Sure, if I have an option there's a handful of dishes I will avoid (generally, they are garnishes), and I can't eat shellfish due to death-level allergic reactions. Beyond that? People who have fucking panic attacks because they prefer a different brand of hot dog (I have seen this, recently), or people who refuse an entire section of food because they once ate one part of it and decided they didn't like it. I have a friend who won't eat meat off the bone, despite the fact that all meat is off the bone. Won't eat sausages "because they're full of gross stuff" but will eat hot dogs, but only if the hot dogs are all beef. Won't eat homemade macaroni and cheese but will if it's made at a restaurant.

Sometimes, I want a fucking nuclear apocalypse to happen so people like this will shut. The. Fuck. Up.

Or starve to death. Either or.
 
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