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digitaldisciplineWarning: Kvetching to Ensue
I should be used to the obese, bad-smelling people I'm invariably shoehorned between on aircraft. That doesn't mean I enjoy the cricket-like sound that comes from overstressed polyester rubbing against my leg or the tang of, well, stuff I'd rather not be able to identify.
Socket 423 Pentium 4's are an abomination.
All that was merely a precursor to the most unpleasant wedding I've ever attended. I understand that there's some innate part of Roman Catholicism that says "God, you da man" above everything else, but when the marriage of two good people becomes a sidelight to a half-hour infomercial for The Big G (out of an hour and a half), and the participants in the wedding itself are marginalized on THEIR WEDDING DAY, that shit pisses me off. The brainwashing, the off-key caterwauling, and the Praise God Workout (". . and kneel and stand and sit and stand and kneel. . . . ") are plenty offensive on their own, but to usurp what is arguably the biggest day of a person and couple's life to praise god that exhaustively. . .
Well, let's just say I'm not any closer to hearing "The Word", and, if it's actually possible to believe, I'm even more anti-religion now as a result of that tawdry display. (The bride's brother's attitude, that it was his prerogative to push her around, was likewise not appreciated, and this was pointed out by some larger members of the groom's entourage.)
So, in closing, a plea:
All of you getting married, don't do it the RC way. I love you dearly, but I only have so much skin I can abrade from my hands to avoid swearing at the priest when they do shit like that.
Now, if y'all will excuse me, I'm going to go look at goat porn to make myself feel less soiled.
I should be used to the obese, bad-smelling people I'm invariably shoehorned between on aircraft. That doesn't mean I enjoy the cricket-like sound that comes from overstressed polyester rubbing against my leg or the tang of, well, stuff I'd rather not be able to identify.
Socket 423 Pentium 4's are an abomination.
All that was merely a precursor to the most unpleasant wedding I've ever attended. I understand that there's some innate part of Roman Catholicism that says "God, you da man" above everything else, but when the marriage of two good people becomes a sidelight to a half-hour infomercial for The Big G (out of an hour and a half), and the participants in the wedding itself are marginalized on THEIR WEDDING DAY, that shit pisses me off. The brainwashing, the off-key caterwauling, and the Praise God Workout (". . and kneel and stand and sit and stand and kneel. . . . ") are plenty offensive on their own, but to usurp what is arguably the biggest day of a person and couple's life to praise god that exhaustively. . .
Well, let's just say I'm not any closer to hearing "The Word", and, if it's actually possible to believe, I'm even more anti-religion now as a result of that tawdry display. (The bride's brother's attitude, that it was his prerogative to push her around, was likewise not appreciated, and this was pointed out by some larger members of the groom's entourage.)
So, in closing, a plea:
All of you getting married, don't do it the RC way. I love you dearly, but I only have so much skin I can abrade from my hands to avoid swearing at the priest when they do shit like that.
Now, if y'all will excuse me, I'm going to go look at goat porn to make myself feel less soiled.
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Re: Yeah, but..
airfare is substantially cheaper from nola to vegas if we stay over until monday (like a hundred bux). how much is the hotel?
lessee. . . valentine's day massacre, ides of march, C9, and memorial day. . . fuck, i'm gonna be blowing a fortune on airfare next spring *sigh* so much for thinking about that new car and computer upgrade for a while. at least my current one is $2700 from being paid off. *sigh*