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[scarfman]

War's Low Rider will always make me think of a Nissan tv commercial from about ten years ago which used the song as its soundtrack. In it a man sleepwalking or hypnotized by his dog takes the dog for a ride in his truck at night. They pick up all the dog's friends while they're out, and at the end the man is left behind because there's no room left in the truck for him. The last shot was of the little old man who was, or was supposed to represent, Nissan's president assuring us, "Dogs love trucks!" scarfmom didn't like the ad. She said it was like a nightmare. Perhaps she even said it was like nightmares she's had. I said, "But you're supposed to identify with the dog, not the man."

Twice in my life now I've had someone drive up behind me on the road, ride on my bumper, honk at me, and pass me, because I was doing only the speed limit in the right lane.

The psychic from whom qtrhorserider and I took meditation classes in the early 90s, and the school of thought he came from, had two rules about it: don't give advice and don't predict the future. I think of that every time someone jokes, as for example when the Psychic Network went out of business, "He/she/they should've known that was going to happen."

The third or so episode of the third season of BVS Giles spends badgering Buffy about the precise events of the battle with Angelus in the previous season finale, on the excuse that there's a closure spell required to make certain the whole thing is really done with. In the end Buffy confesses that yes, indeed, Willow's spell had worked and Angel's soul had returned just after Angelus had opened the evil world-destroying portal, and to save the world Buffy had had to stab her One True Love and send him to Hell to plug the leak. Willow witnesses the confession and after Buffy leaves is all Oh poor Buffy what can I do to help with the closure spell?, and Giles says, "There is no spell." Well, I burst out laughing, and qtrhorserider said, "That's not funny!" But I wasn't laughing at the character, I was laughing at the writers.

Some of you are aware I have been known to write or draw erotic pornographic adult fanfiction. I can't speak for other guys', but the reason my sex fantasies tend to make the woman the aggressor is so there's no doubt of consensuality.

I was going to animate one of these as an exercise instead of just printing it, but I chickened out.

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[angryricecooker.livejournal.com]

This has nothing to do with your post, but I think that it the post is of the sort that that would be ok:

As I was reading this AKOTS, I was listening to the song "The Competition" on Kimya Dawson's new album. The first part of the song goes:

"I never wanted to be better than my friends,
I just wanted to prove wrong the people in my head
The ones who told me I'd be better off dead
The ones who told me that I would never win

When I delivered newspapers, they said I was too slow.
When I was a barista, they said I made lousy foam.
When I worked in retail, they said I was a slob.
Much too dumb for school and much too lazy for a job.

So I rode my bike like lighting,
and I made capaccinos that would make the angels sing
took two showers a day and I dressed up like a princess
shook my fist in my own face and said "I'll show you who's the best"

I wrote the kinds of papers teachers hang up on their walls
I was employee of the month at seven different shopping malls
And one time playing football I pulled the tendons in my leg
To prove that I was tough I hopped on one foot

And finished up the game."

I thought it was pretty amazingly apropriate. The song goes on to show that Kimya's answer isn't quite the same as Lancelot's, but there's a strong resonance there.

Good comic, by the by.