Hemingways_Shotgun

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  • Hemingways_Shotgun@lemmy.catoFunny@sh.itjust.worksYes I'm still salty
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    11 days ago

    I was fine with the mother dying. It was just the immediate twist of “Mom’s dead, and this is me now spending 9 years explaining to you why I want to go bang your aunt”.

    I think the bittersweet ending of finding out that the mother was dead all along and Ted was telling the story to his kids would have been a great ending without the add-on Robin double-twist.




  • If I remember my highschool biology correctly (which I probably don’t, so take this with all the grains of salt), natural sources like berries, fruits, etc… create natural glucose which is what every living organism (including us…use for energy). Meaning when we eat berries and fruit, that natural glucose doesn’t need to be converted or processed in order for our body to make use of it. That also gives it a more stable effect in our system.

    Refined sugars, on the other hand, need to be processed into glucose before it can bind to (oxygen? I think?) and pass into our bloodstream. That process leaves a lot of junk leftover which can have detrimental effects.

    Again…I’m trying to remember a 35 year old highschool biology course, so correct me if I’m wrong.





  • I don’t get the advertising idea behind this? Is it supposed to be implying that people in smaller living situations drink less coffee? Is it smaller containers because apartments supposedly lack as much storage as houses?

    Beyond just being a stupid idea from a company perspective, it’s also a stupid idea from a marketing perspective because your marketing campaign is ostensibly supposed to make sense. There’s no correlation between coffee and size of a person’s living quarters, and so it seems that the joke is entirely based on “apartment is like house”. Which a fifth grader could have come up with…

    I hate this timeline.







  • I used to love IMDB before it got taken over. Especially the old forums where pretty much every TV show, every actor, etc… all had a forum on their page to discuss.

    I would spend hours on there discussing the latest episodes of BSG, or Lost, or what have you. It was legitimately a water cooler for television watchers when no one in the real world shared the same television interests as me.

    For Lost, the number of debates during that first couple seasons about what the connection would be in Locke and Hume being named after philosophers who wrote on human nature.

    Or basically an easy place to go and discuss any thoughts or questions about a movie you just watched, or to find out if anyone else felt like an actor’s performance was good/bad/etc…

    It was just a fun place to hang out for a movie/TV buff. When they took it away, I was pretty sad.




  • And honestly that’s what I love about Canada and why we are the best country in the world. We’re a mosaic rather than a melting pot. Each culture that comes here contributes something to the Canadian Zeitgeist that gets disseminated to everyone else, like spicing up an otherwise boring W.A.S.P existence.

    When my family moved here from Portugal, they managed an apartment building in order to have a place to live while my father worked construction and my mother was a housekeeper. (Yeah…yeah…I know…it doesn’t get any more Portuguese than that)

    Anyway, I was just a toddler and the family was immediately befriended by the older Ukrainian lady next door and we soon became a part of her extended family for everything from christmas to birthdays, etc. My first memories are of toddling down the hall in my pjamas first thing in the morning to “Auntie Anne’s” apartment. She was more my grandmother than my biological grandmothers who lived in Portugal at the time.

    Through them, we learned kaiser. My mother learned how to make peirogies, cabbage rolls, etc…

    We are without a doubt the most Ukrainian Portuguese family to have ever existed and I love it.

    Sorry…got nostalgic there for a moment. Auntie Anne passed away decades ago and I still think about her sometimes.