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Sometimes when I'm sick, my throat fills up with phlegm and my voice gets really deep. When that happens, I frequently find myself randomly moaning like an ent.
Sometimes I feel like I have turrets or something that causes me to say a 4 letter word randomly.
It is offensive to some. Probably because I'm not saying it right. Pronunciation is right but the meaning is wrong.
MEOW! I attached a picture of an individual who knows the right meaning of meow but won't teach me how to use it right.
"Meow." Is a statement.
"Meow?" Is a question.
"Meow!" Means "Feed me now!"
HTH.
Continuing Weather Complaint: Rained last night, and now it's snowing again, and predictions are for alternating periods of snow and rain and cold. 18 inches of snow has turned into 4 inches of glacier lasagna. and the driveway is pure ice.
Non-complaint: I've not yet absolutely needed to go out into the world. My plan of stocking up on food for the winter has paid off. I could last through February if my can opener doesn't break.
I'm up for it, but we're gonna need a whole new thread. Because "WM can't shut up and stop typing" is a thing that happens when I talk about interests. (Like the cryptid tangent in my art thread. I don't really believe in most cryptids, I just love them.) I watch the Misses Marple in a specific way. First the original BBC Joan Hickson version, then the ITV remake, back to back in the chronological order of the original show. It feels like seeing how the same case played out in two parallel time-bands.
Me too! It's my number one favourite genre to watch, so much so that I developed a British accent to my English (I usually speak Norwegian) in my early 20s. Before that, I sounded very American, apparently. I've watched all of Morse, Dalziel & Pascoe (Edit: Have I?), Ripper Street and the original Dalgliesh, most of Poirot, Miss Marple, A Touch of Frost, Inspector Lynley, Sherlock, Heartbeat, Midsomer Murders (Yes, silly, but I love it.) and a bit of most others: Lewis, Endevour, Taggart, The Bill, Marple (2000s), Father Brown, etc.
I watched the first series a long time ago. It must have been in the 2010-2015 period, so I don't remember any of the plots. I do remember that I loved the character of Vera. The theme is.... atmospheric? Evokative? It sounds like the composer was grieving. My musical terminology is woeful and almost zero, although my best friend is trying to educate me a bit.
The original, older "Inspector Morse" is another of my favorites. And its spinoffs "Endevor" and "Lewis". I like the older Morse because he was so different than his position in the police would have suggested. Above the politics & corruption, aloof, sophisticated, inquisitive, intelligent. Happy with, or at least resigned to life, yet sad in some way. Not something one finds expressed well in American series.
I feel like American shows, at least newer ones, focus a lot more on the procedures and technology that go into solving a case than you find in British shows, and the science stuff is still complete bunk according to people who know about forensics. Maybe they're more accurate in how they portray the actual policing side of the job, because Americans who are fans of British "cozy crime" always remark on how much the British TV detectives break the law. (Walking straight into someone's house with no warrent, see that they're not home and starting rifling through their drawers, is pretty common behaviour for some of them.) The British don't seem to care as much about perfect accuracy, but more about telling a good story with mystery and suspense. Plotlines tend to be very character driven. Midsomer, which has some of the most bonkers plots ever seen on TV, usually have all the calamities of the episode happen precisely because the characters are the way they are. Then you have Scandi Noir, which is just about making the audience feel as uncomfortable as possible.
Funny enough, I used to think that Inspector Morse was a fairly typical English police inspector, just one who had a snazzier car than average. It was one of the first "not for kids" shows I was allowed to watch, because it's so rarely violent, and I didn't have many characters to compare him to. Poirot is a private investigator and Lovejoy is an antiques dealer, and those were the two others I was familiar with at that age. My Mom had this idea that all the English (not the Scottish and Welsh) were either entirely "stiff" or basically a coal miner. She thought Jack from A Touch of Frost was refreshing because he's fairly unpolished. That, and he's the OG Pop Larkin.
I have a bit of trouble picking up what she says, sometimes. There's a really funny Christmas(?) special where she meets Inspector Chandler from Whitechapel, and he can't understand a word she says because he's this posh London guy. I tried to find it on Youtube, but I didn't have much luck.
...do you mean Tourette Syndrome?
Ah, British Mystery Series, I must at this point confess to being a fan, and British, though ironically I had until recently never watched Morse. Lewis, Endeavour and numerous others but never Morse until recently whilst looking for something to watch realised that the entire Morse back-catalogue is available for free on itvX the streaming service for ITV (for the non-Brits ITV is a free to air commercial funded TV company), now on series 2. Watched the earlier Midsomer Murders and I must admit they did get a bit mad at times, not really watched since John Nettles (of Bergerac fame) left.
As it happens I have worked briefly with a retired British Police Inspector who took up a 2nd career after retiring from the force, and there was a definite touch of the ‘Morse’ about him with regards to attitude to the strict letter of the law etc. Probably an age thing as I suspect a modern Police Inspector would not get away with such behaviour, not that I’ve had much to do with the police in an official capacity.
Another worth watching is Foyle’s War, set in Hastings during and just after the 2nd World War.
Yes!!!!
There are four "ages" to the John Nettles (Tom Barnaby) era of the show, informally named by yours truly: The Early Days, the Golden Age, the Bonkers Age, and the Rocky Road to Retirement. I'm not going to write a 2000 word essay about them here, as tempting as it is. All I'm going to say is that I love the sheer crazy of the late-mid Nettles episodes.
For those who have never seen Midsomer Murders, it's known for two things. A: It's rural, beautiful and vibrant, and has a homicide rate that would make Gangster Age Chicago say ouch. B: The main character retired in 2011, and was replaced by his cousin. After that a lot of people lost interest.
The "new" Barnaby is divisive, and there are purists who pretend the show ended with Nettles' departure. (There was also a controversy, but I'm not going into that. Ugly.) Anyway, towards the end of John Nettles' run there was a pretty high turnover of writers, and the style and quality of the scripts were variable. When you look at the ranking of episodes from best to worst, you'll see that a lot of the least popular ones are from the tail end of the Nettles era. There are also some absolute firecrackers from that period, that hold up really well. The highs and lows of series 11-13 are jarring, which is why I describe it as a rocky road. That road continues well into the Neil Dudgeon (John Barnaby) episodes, and combined with Dudgeon's very different type of screen presence from Nettles (There's.... less of it.) it wasn't an easy transition. The show eventually found a new track, and it's still good in its own right, it's just a completely different show.
For remembering images, I think the human brain may be very similar to the AI image generators. I think the memories may be more abstract than we realize. Like, when the AI images sometimes produce an image that looks like what it’s supposed to but it has obvious flaws. As an example, I once saw an image that was supposed to be a “fast food” meal. It mimicked the appearance of a McDonald’s meal. But there were abnormalities such as a drink cup filled with french fries instead of a drink, or a drinking straw that is near the cup but not in contact with it. And there are the notorious flaws of hands with too many fingers and strange looking feet. One might not notice right away.
Often the abstract image looks similar to the intended image. From a distance the cup (with french fries in it and the straw floating in the air) might look like a cup of lemonade with a straw in it. If one were to look at a perfect source image next to the newly generated image, they may look very similar as measured by a machine, even though their content is significantly different as measured by a human. And the main focal point of the image is often fairly accurate.
I think our own memories might also have such anomalies. Maybe the things we see in dreams or in our memories have the same hands with too many fingers or drinks the straw not touching the drink cup, but we don’t notice it because we only see the main focal point of the memories and not the edges of the image. Maybe if we try to remember a hand or a foot then we retrieve a different memory where the hand or foot was the focal point and we see a much better image of them.
So maybe if we were able to save these images from people’s brains digital images then they would look just as odd as the AI images because we see everything rather than what the person was focused on. But maybe it would be possible to extract different images from the same scene and put them together to make a high quality image. I don’t know.
Contrary to popular belief, Tourette's is not characterized by a compulsion to profanity (although that can be a side effect for people who struggle suppressing their tics).
oops. I think someone told me before but I forgot.
Non-complaint: Wheee... finally a day without any prediction of snow or rain. Cold yes (23F), but the sky is not falling. And tommorow too.
Complaint: Because of the inconveniently scheduled weather, I'm long past my laundry day. I'm at the bottom my underwear drawer and using my old 3X-Large gear that was 60 pounds ago. Paperclips might help. So, laundry is definitely on the agenda ASAP.
Complaint: One of those big boi nerves that go down the leg has been sending out itching signals. It started in the thigh, and has moved up to the left side of my lower torso. It suddenly dawned on me where the expression "scratching the surface" comes from. Very useless indeed.
I ordered this for my mum for Christmas. I'm pretty sure she won't eat it, but instead she would offer it to Oscar and Misty.
Misty and Oscar both love cat stuff including cat treats. They never claim to be cats but they can convince a vet that they are both cats.
My cats, Miss Earl, and her brother Bob, like Temptations "Catnip Fever." They are litter mates, both gray tabbies, although Bob is a Manx body type with a natural bob tail and Miss Earl is lithe with a long and very expressive tail. Earl is the evil one.
These two rascals are Sandra (1st of April 1996 - 8 th of Aug 2012), and Rufus (18th of May 1995 - 1st of Oct 2012). They were lovable terrors, and I miss them so much.
For the ink spill picture, I first see Chtulla not an elephant or faces. What do you see?
for the animal, I see a mudskipper!
I see two vaginas.
I see an Ood.
This definitely sounds like a sentient lathe. Or perhaps a more complex device with a lathe as an appendage. Or maybe a very unusual human being.
Anyway, none of my dreams would get funding. They’re all independent productions.
But when I try to figure out what my dreams mean, I try to determine what situation in my real life feels the same way as the dream. And I assume the dream is related to that. And since I assume I am to some degree similar to other entities that interact with humans, I assume that is how it works for others too. So I often wonder what unique situations people might have to cause them to have such intriguing dreams.
A woman who looked like Taylor Swift and tried to use me until I had nothing left to take, once told me about how she often dreamed she found herself in the same very small town and always ended up forcefully confined to a small area in this town. She didn’t actually say this was a recurring dream. She asked if I ever had recurring dreams exactly like that, and asked in a way that made me assume this was happening to her. I assumed it was because of her tendencies I was able to observe, in which she shut out much of the people around her because she either feared them, deemed them to have nothing she could use them for, or both. I believe her behavior and the resulting consequences were manifested in her dreams of her world being very small in the first place, and then becoming even more restricted.
I don’t know where I was going with this. But nobody responded to the last two things I spent a long time typing so I don’t think I will spend any more time on this. Episodic puzzle game dreams that sometimes pick up where they left off are very interesting. I don't know if I've ever had a dream that continued from a previous dream.
"A dream should not mean, but be."
Or is that a poem?
Probably a poem. I think some poet said that.
...Dr. Zoidberg.
I can see him too.
I am waiting for some packages to come in, especially a screw driver that I need to fix my sewing machine. I also ordered a cabinet for my room but I don't know if it is lost or out for delivery or what?
While trying to focus on organizing the area around my computer in my room, I am reisntalling Daz content and playing a game called Runescape 3.
Does anyone know where my glasses are?
I want to do something but the only thing I feel like doing is taking a nap. However at the same time I don't want a nap, but I do want a nap. I don't know what to do!
First, find your glasses! (are they on your head?) Then, take a nap!