Ei, quem não viu o Emmanuelle, tem de ver. É um clássico.
Ei, quem não viu o Emmanuelle, tem de ver. É um clássico.
Way too many to list. It was the era of VHS and my father had a very large tape collection. I definitely saw movies I was not supposed to see.
Let’s try a short list…
Emmanuelle
The Story of O
The Empire of Senses
Black Rain
The Rambo Trilogy
The Alien Trilogy
The Predator (1 & 2)
The Bridges of Maddison County
The Blue Lagoon
That will do…
Assuming the web would go completely bust, I’d go back to a much simpler life.
Fine. We’ll go for the tarantula sized T-Rex.
Can I be a T-Rex sized tarantula or a tarantula sized T-Rex?
As someone who is currently working at a company that has no problems of cash flow yet is still penny pinching, often on things that would actively save costs after an initial serious investment, yes, I would not change and most probably burn through that money to do positive things for people.
I also have a tendency to look as how things might happen down the road, so time is not really that much of a concern for me.
With so much money at my discretion, I can say with a fair degree of confidence I’d been putting money into projects amd initiatives I would most probably never benefit from their results.
But would I be popular or well liked in that endeavour? I seriously doubt.
When things get dire, I use vapor with some mint or eucaplitus oil added to the boilling water. It tends to ease things.
The following can be filed under the “too much information”.
My airways act very weird when I get a cold or something is afecting my air ways. My nose tends to feel clogged but I have nothing to discharge, even if I feel the need to. I often have to force ouy whatever there may be backed up in there, often to the point I get light headed and/or dizzy. The first wave is usually clear and very low in volume. The second wave often brings out a deluge of yellow greenish mucus (good sign) or a blob of green greyish stuff, often with blood spots or small strikes (very bad). The third wave makes my ear pop and causes me to start coughing and pull up more gunk that then start to flow without the need for me to try to blow my spine from my back.
Yes. And we always should. The colour of what is coming out can hint how far/how bad you might be on a cold, as well as the consistency. Knowing if you’re losing blood or clots is also important.
I fell off a first floor balcony, helping in a move. Landed on a bush, bounced off it, and came to a stop on a stone paved floor, after breaking a kitchen cabinet with my shoulder and back.
Cut my brow on a twig in the bush, twisted my left ankle, scraped my left shoulder, elbow and hand.
Would do it again.
Hadn’t I leaned too forward to release a foot of the cabinet, it would have tumbled down onto another person, with no warning, straight into their head.
So… worth the scars and bruises.
[…] smash epic beasts
you picked a very lenient verb to designate whatever actions you’re going to inflict on the monsters
A good number of people would die at my hands. Too many bad actors wrecking people I love lives to be left alone if I can give a good use to my final hour.
Elevated solar panels, with beehives underneath. I’ve seen a few of these combinations. The shade from the panels protect the hives from the worst of the sun. The bees just do bee stuff.
I’m only on Lemmy. Can’t speak for other places. On my day to day life, people are concerned with living their lives.
I can’t see a flag near the nick, so I just try to treat everyone with respect.
Yeah, yeah, yeah… and Happy New Year!
In my view, Lemmy ecospace became a lot more dark. People are snarkier, less prone to engage in polite conversation and divergent opinions get hounded.
I also sense an increased tendency for doom and gloom. Nihilism is on the rise, as well.
Agreed!
Em Portugal chegámos a ter uma rúbrica especial, num canal público, que tinha semanas temáticas de cinema. Começava às 22h. Teve uma semana dedicada ao cinema erótico.
Passaram a Emmanuelle, O Império dos Sentidos, A História de O (tenho de escrever o artigo em português), o Kamasutra (outro para escrever) e não me lembro do que falta.
Épico!