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  1. The glamorous world of "realtime" space flight operations: manually copying a bunch of (year) 2004 data from a bunch of DVDs back onto the system for the SPITZER project (aka SIRTF). (For those wondering.. yes, that's linux.. Gnome, CentOS 7, kernel 3.10, on generic Dell/x86_64. Not exactly cutting edge, but it gets the job done.)
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  2. Manga! Been collecting those since I was fourteen and I love every single one of them. There are some I give away not because I don't want them anymore, but since I work at a shelter the manga there are limited so I donate mine. The look on those kids faces when they see what I brought them is priceless. Yeah, I collect manga and its awesome.
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  3. Interesting story though I never really heard of the Chinese Lucky Cat before so I learned something new. However I do know Maneki-neko is the Japanese waving cat that is also known for being lucky as well other meanings for the coloration they have. I'm currently researching about them more as well planing on collecting some other versions of them sometime down the line. I have the black Maneki-neko that I received as a gift from my mother on my birthday this year and I absolutely LOVE it. It's supposed to ward off evil spirits and protect you from nightmares and make you not have them or as much. I'm not sure if anyone believe's in that stuff but I do and I think it has improved my sleep. The one I have is called: Kotobuki Maneki Neko Charm Yakuyoke-un Collectible Figurine, Warding Off Bad Spirits, Black Here is a picture of it below. If you want to know what the other colored one's mean look up this brand name and you should be able to find it on Amazon or the web.
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  4. I love the random moments that come out of coffee shops, full of sleep deprived citizens seeking wake wake juice. Whether it’s the barista that can’t quite spell your name right, or the random customers you meet while there. Share some funny stories that you’ve seen or heard of at a coffee shop.
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  5. So, I'm not the type of person to be prone to crying during a sad scene in a movie, and most of the time, I am fairly resilient in video games too. However, there have been some games that really yanked my heart out. Have you played any that did that to you? Use spoiler tags please, just in case someone hasn't played the game yet. Games as an interactive medium can really do us in sometimes with our emotions, fsr better than a movie. Rhapsody: A Musical Adventure Dreamfall: The Longest Journey
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  6. That is pretty awesome that you donate some of your manga to others. I have quite a bit of series tthat I have read that I too would not mind donating as I barely read it, and perhaps someone else would.
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  7. "On Fleek" I think people have stoped using it but I had that slang with a passion. I'd literally cringe every time I heard that phrase.
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  8. My most recent addiction: Hedgehogs. Pls let me bless you all with my new discovery x3
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  9. So a friend of mine told me his version of the fable of the lucky cat and I’ll share how I remember it. There was a fisherman at the dock who was having a hard time getting a good harvest, he stayed out all day in his fishing boat and could only manage to get one fish. As he was coming in for the day he saw a cat sitting at the end of the fishing dock. The cat looked hungry, so he gave it his only fish. From then on when he went back out to sea, the cat would sit at the end of the fishing dock and bring him the fortune of a good harvest. I know I probably don’t have all of the details, but anyway I still treasure this story.
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  10. Nope, sorry if that was the indication my comments gave. I guess in part I was expecting that big fight with the other Heroes to be a little further along in the story instead of right out of the gate. It kinda felt like they were rushing things, but I guess that's how the story actually goes. As far as the harem aspect, I never really viewed it that way which is why I'm against them having Melty develop a crush on Naofumi. I'm not against her joining up with them, because it would give Filo a playmate and I do think she could be a useful ally, but having it develop into a 3 way competition for Naofumi's attention is the one thing I think could really hurt my enjoyment of the series. Fortunately I don't think they're headed that direction in the long term since the latest trailer seemed to show Naofumi & Raphtalia becoming closer.
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  11. Good luck on your test today! Here’s lucky cat
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  12. It's also my birthday month, ironic. Write some more edgy poetry people!
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  13. I mainly collect Pokemon merchandise but do have a few other collections. Other collections: - One Piece (mainly figures, especially of Sanji) Gorillaz merch (CDs, DVDs, figures, etc) Anime Figures Sanrio Plushies Anime badges + key-rings Jewelry Games Notebooks (It's a bad habit) Anime posters Osomatsu-San merch Game merch
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  14. Artist corner i tend to buy their stuff,the contest being held especially the cosplay,battle of the bands and buying merch
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  15. Expression of expressions! To begin such a poem, to incite such a feeling, into you, my dear reader, would seem quite impossible, for unless you, with your own eyes had gazed, upon the glory, the beauty of he, would you not drop to your knee. Therefore In this, my hallowed requiem, I assure you, disappointment is key, as from mine feelings un-fleeting cannot I flee, for who am I to be to thee, a portrayer of truth or merely fiction? Creating such friction within my soul, would tear through my heart, a gaping hole, and for this reason must I attempt to recreate, in full my dear, that which cannot be reproduced, that which cannot be recreated nor which feelings can be again induced without again with sole eyes meeting upon such splendorous youth, such winsome features, oh, such beauty defiles all other creatures, my mind reviles all but one, for without he I would have none, not the moon nor the sun, so think not that you and I, shall share a minds adjacent eye, for though you feel no sorrow now, if you’re eyes had witnessed he as have mine, you would find torment a friend, lowing sorrowfully, a mewling cry. Despite this, my words will not thee offend, as can the future not you scry… After now what seems to me, as could only be, a quite long introduction, deserving though so, must I begin, to saturate the open air, with what in mind lays within. It seems almost a sin, my forthcoming description, for as I have said before, more so in mine own mind, he is one of a kind. His eyes, open do they, Saturn, mars, Jupiter do gayly splay themselves apart, oh such fine art, the finger of God only could have created, and as his eyes do bat, such planetary infinity doth depart, as does darkness upon you begin to start, unnoticed before as may it have been, now ever-present draws its being, cursed am I, woe is me! For hadn’t I an eye, I would not see, I would not flee, from all other beauty, for such majesty, has unequivocally ruined me, and though truth bears herself before me, naked, panting orgasmically, the height of climax aforehand passed, I turn away. T’would not last a reality, denying what I cannot unsee, for though forget may I be urged, though remember past times indecently submerged, I cannot, for not simply impossible is it for the sake of impossibility, but for mine own, for before forget, I’d rather rot, heaven? I’d rather not, am I selfish? I think not, for even now tie I, final knot ‘round noose as do my eyes beget destruction, staring yearningly at yonder tree, symbol of ecstasy, forbidden fruit, I mustn’t touch, but to refrain, my heart I’d be forced to clutch… Upon stool, standing tall do now I pant, unwilling still to recant, living now, though facing death, a life of love, though to such recalcitrant, as now in death I catch my breath, it feels years, years of unshed tears, face in mirrors hidden, cursing and staring back upon myself, cared I so much for my peer’s opinions? On such whims based I my life’s expectations! Question no longer do I, for in hell would I rather fry, then myself, no, than he deny, any more than I denied me. So release I my heart now from a firm grasp, and shudder do I, stone turned to glass, this moment know I, this moment won’t pass, as in a thousand years as I lay softly beside, my groom in stride, my heart will beat patiently inside, as I his bride, on a chariot ride, to heaven, to hell? I cannot yet tell, nor then could I, for in mine own mind do I lie, serpents may wind within the hearts of others, enumerating sins, abundant as clovers in field of same kind, but I care not for the pot, stirred with yearning and lusts of practitioners’ of guilt, for the walls of said pot have built not themselves. Concerned am I not by the demands of minds, minds not divine but simply figs, placed neatly on a vine, no stop-sign constructed by one not on high could bring me to sigh and within die, for to do so would I, yes myself indeed, willingly assume the role of God, and forcibly my heart bleed… Woe is me, no you in truth, for I behave quite uncouth, describe such beauty I would said I, yet until now, described have I only an eye, though for me an eye, but a single one, causeth my soul to fry, my woman-hood to numb, scare I thee, with my passionate soliloquy? Offend I thine ear with mine oration? If be the case, damn you I say, for afford could I not delegation! No, for eyes have not lain upon him before, from a mere look make I myself a whore, though a whore to adore, think not of me dirty, but pure. As I do pace to and fro, into tumultuous tremors do I my mind throw, for lucky would be I to merely kiss his toe. Caress his face, his luminously gilt lips? Nay, for though I lay naked before him, no sensuality of mine own would I feel, but guilt alone, yea, deservant am not I of his embrace, for he is gold and I am lowly roan. If ever were I to lie with him, t’would such a circumstance take hold upon me only of his grace, for for his face, run would I a million mile race a billion times over, to merely achieve the title of “disgrace” before him, for his body, it excites and doth attention capture, a collar-bone so sharp, outclassing even the string of a harp, expansion of expansions, expression of expressions! An Adam’s apple like unto Noah’s ark, beautifully alone across a surface so pure. Hark, beauty so stark, exists not in dreams nor in visions, no, it pollutes the seams, prostrating itself above such divisions! A body out of time, making not even a climb to reach heaven, divine, a body so delightfully queer, even the angels cannot but sneer! Jealousy of jealousies, can no one compare!? It is ever true, for after seeing he who’s name know not I, does the entirety of humanity stand still, does nature lay bare. It seemeth not fair, for to fair be he, and so doth humanity huddle beneath thither loathsome lee, as doth his towel from off his body descend, the heavens do rend, and from the expanse do angels begin to fall, both large and small, smitten with jealousy, smitten with lust, godly armor driven to rust, the sight of he, cannot I detail, for would I only miserably fail, a body so frail and yet so powerful, erotic, magnetic, eccentric pull, I cannot but allow myself to into death’s arm’s lull… No more do the masses make my decisions, no more does mammon cause me a famine, for of love was I starved though not any longer, of the elderly and undeveloped was I charged, now such ties are cut asunder, for if mine riches, earned not by I, must die for me to with him lie, “Fine”, say I, allow the poor to them plunder, for rules without heart are corrupted from the start. For though witness did I the decry of the shamed, not a tear did I cry when it counted, so myself had I blamed, adopting values same, for shame, such a pitiful game, for now realize I the foolishness of my dutifulness, as without a moment’s hesitation called he me thither and played my entire being as does a musician a zither… Notes: Hope you guys like it! I was inspired by @babaydamercurygahsayg to write a poem in this style as I normally write them differently. Anyway, I hope you are all realizing youa re having a beautiful day! ~♥
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  16. Of happiness my soul doth shine, Of sadness my soul doth taste Bitter in the shade, But the brightness of joy brings back The taste of the seasons
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