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Merkin Cup ?
"Rock journalism is people who can't write interviewing people who can't talk for people who can't read." Frank Zappa 1980
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<voice="Jules Winnfield">
The link. Did you clickit mofu?
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speramus in juniperus
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Of course I clicked it. ...and I was amazed and then heard it on the News on the radio not long after.
I just wanted to use the the word "merkin".
There isn't normally an opportunity to use it.
After seeing your "mercan cup" heading I felt the opportune.
I ain't no elephanting mofo either.
ah well yeah sometimes I must admit I probably am.
Patriotically, in the weirdest sense of the word, it was a good news story for us, however, I was hoping the Kiwis would whip their bottoms.
"Rock journalism is people who can't write interviewing people who can't talk for people who can't read." Frank Zappa 1980
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Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.[^]
Watched the first episode last night. Will also be my last episode.
It was poor; contrived, formulaic, predictable and that was just the opening credits.
Went downhill from there. 
"If you think it's expensive to hire a professional to do the job, wait until you hire an amateur." Red Adair.
Those who seek perfection will only find imperfection
nils illegitimus carborundum
me, me, me
me, in pictures
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You had to watch a whole episode to figure that out?
BDF
The internet makes dumb people dumber and clever people cleverer.
-- PaulowniaK
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Joss Whedon usually do great shows; so one would need to watch it.
I'd rather be phishing!
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Even having Joss Whedon doesn't compensate for the presence of jeph loeb.
That useless hack kills 100% of all germs of creativity.
I wanna be a eunuchs developer! Pass me a bread knife!
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Yeah, I agree. I haven't actually watched a TV show on TV in years so I can't compare to anything else, but it was mediocre all around. I'll give it a few more episodes worth of chances before I quit.
The most truthful line came after Agent Ward was asked why they were called S.H.I.E.L.D
"...because they wanted to spell out SHIELD." 
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Silvabolt wrote: "...because they wanted to spell out SHIELD."
That's a typical Whedon line and I really like nearly everything else he has done. This, however, was weak and derivative: bit like Warehouse 13 and Heroes but not as good as either.
"If you think it's expensive to hire a professional to do the job, wait until you hire an amateur." Red Adair.
Those who seek perfection will only find imperfection
nils illegitimus carborundum
me, me, me
me, in pictures
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Given his other works, I feel emboldened to make a few predictions (bearing in mind I haven't seen any of this show).
1. There will be characters who are antagonistic to each other, but who will eventually turn out to fall in love with each other.
2. You will come to love a character - only to see them killed off.
3. People from his other shows will make guest appearances.
4. One of the main cast will be some form of double agent, who will "turn good" at some point in the future.
5. The women will all be unbelievably cute - there are no old people in Whedon's world.
6. There will be nerds.
7. There will be an overarching story arc.
Does that about summarise it?
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Very good, apart from 5: Ming-Na[^] who is 49!!! That is positively anti-deluvian!
"If you think it's expensive to hire a professional to do the job, wait until you hire an amateur." Red Adair.
Those who seek perfection will only find imperfection
nils illegitimus carborundum
me, me, me
me, in pictures
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She's looking good for 49.
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Pete O'Hanlon wrote: She's looking good for 49.
I agree: still pretty hot; not quite sizzling, perhaps, but damned good! 
"If you think it's expensive to hire a professional to do the job, wait until you hire an amateur." Red Adair.
Those who seek perfection will only find imperfection
nils illegitimus carborundum
me, me, me
me, in pictures
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Rest assured, few [if any] Cpians would climb over her to get to you.
speramus in juniperus
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What do you mean 'few'???
"If you think it's expensive to hire a professional to do the job, wait until you hire an amateur." Red Adair.
Those who seek perfection will only find imperfection
nils illegitimus carborundum
me, me, me
me, in pictures
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I assume he's referring to the lady girl contingent.
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More the <10 IQ contigent 
speramus in juniperus
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Oh, now I feel so much better...
"If you think it's expensive to hire a professional to do the job, wait until you hire an amateur." Red Adair.
Those who seek perfection will only find imperfection
nils illegitimus carborundum
me, me, me
me, in pictures
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Hey, there are a lot of nice looking broads in it. That's enough for me, I'd do watch them (if I could here in Sweden)! 
Anything that is unrelated to elephants is irrelephant
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Do not argue with an idiot. He will drag you down to his level and beat you with experience
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I always wanted to be somebody, but now I realize I should have been more specific.
Lily Tomlin, Actress
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Within ten minutes my teenage daughter, who is otherwise a major Joss Whedon fan, proclaimed it the worse television ever as did I. What stunned me is that it had no redeeming characteristics; it was badly done from top to bottom; the directing, acting, casting, set design, writing, filming and special effects were all quite terrible. I could have put up with all of that, and have with many a movie and show, but it committed the worse offense of all; it was boring.
The only questions now are, how many episodes will it last before being cancelled? And will ABC yank it immediately or air the remaining episodes?
I'll go out on a limb and say it gets cancelled after three episodes, but ABC airs the remaining finished episodes until it finds a replacement.
(I ran across a comment yesterday that the person expected Sleepy Hollow to suck and Agents to be great and was surprised to find it the opposite. That was my reaction as well.)
modified 26-Sep-13 22:09pm.
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I did quite like the first episode of Sleepy Hollow. However, really can't see where it's going to go other than to be Buffy, Angel and Sherlock Holmes.
I have a friend that drives through Sleepy Hollow every day to get to work and have visited a number of times including doing an impromptu tour of the cemetery. (I was forced to go - don't laugh!)
"If you think it's expensive to hire a professional to do the job, wait until you hire an amateur." Red Adair.
Those who seek perfection will only find imperfection
nils illegitimus carborundum
me, me, me
me, in pictures
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I grew up in upstate New York (small town across the river from Schenectady), yet have never been to Sleepy Hollow nor desired to go. I figured it was as much a nowhere, aged town as where I grew up.
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I really liked it and the small towns all around. Seemed like a very nice area.
"If you think it's expensive to hire a professional to do the job, wait until you hire an amateur." Red Adair.
Those who seek perfection will only find imperfection
nils illegitimus carborundum
me, me, me
me, in pictures
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published under CPOPL, "Code Project Open Poetic License," copyright 2013, Bill Woodruff
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The Mask of Spare Change
I had spent so many years perfecting this Mask of how I wanted to seem to other people, that I, finally, realized I had actually become the person I wanted other people to see me as.
Were other people, then, "Fools," because they saw me as what I wanted to seem to them to be; or, were they "wise to me:" and, their acting like they believed my impersonation was really a form of tolerance, or indifference, or maybe they were laughing behind my back all the while, experiencing me as some kind of sit-com on-the-hoof ?
Or, were they Fools because I had carefully selected the people that knew me because I sensed I could pass myself off on them as reflections of what they wanted to see: which, of course, made me: what ? a Fool at the apex of of a pyramid of Fools ?
And … that's when I got in a world of sh*t: because, just as a song, like "all around the mulberry bush," can ensorcell the mind into endlessly repeating it: I got hooked on going over-and-over this idea … to the point I could think of nothing else ! Saunas, cold baths, yoga, binging on Happy Meals: nothing seemed to help !
And, I want to explain that to you, but I have to do it in the form of a story, a fiction, because the "truth" of how I got stuck in what I became, and then couldn't get my ersatz personality out of the quicksand even using compound-low: required development of a whole new Mask of another pseudo-personality … which, of course, is this very story, itself: yes, what you are listening to, or reading: right now.
This is the homeopathic con meant to exorcise the real con whose corner I had painted myself … with the blackest of all paints, total self-absorbed despair … into.
… and the deliberate breaking of this second Mask, the story … I hoped … would then free me from the first Mask: to, finally, become, just like you (well, I think you are), a chameleon, a wearer of many Masks … unless, of course, like me, you also got hung-up in actually becoming a singular simulation of what you wanted other people to believe you were.
In which case, the story, the fiction, may have no "moral" for you: may even seem insane: in which case the best I can hope for … as author … is: you get … at least … "entertained." Or, so freaked out by my thorn-bramble thicket of sub-texts: you can't help but giggle.
But, the big cosmic kahuna mother-of-all-questions … I then discovered … was: what if what I perceived as my unique dilemma … a fake me: that "got over," "got by" … oh my … what if that were Universal ? As human as jealously, or the need for attention ?
So then: if everyone was, in effect, wearing a social mask conforming to the expectations of others: then I wasn't so damn special, after all …
… and the idea "I wasn't so damn special:" really broke my balls: I had a lot of seed-money in that crop.
Anyway, I realized I was unable to recognize to what extent my imagined condition of having assumed successfully a bogus personality tailored to other people's expectations … was, metaphysically, worth either a tinker's dam, or a soldier-of-fortune's final pay-day.
… or made one ounce of difference in the onrushing madness of the larger social life I was a part of courtesy of genes, ancestors, migrations, world-wars, trends, styles, fads … the seeds of personality style my early Gods (now known to be only "parents") had sown in me, to come to fruition with such grotesque mutations that left them, later, permanently terrorized by what their own delving and spanning had wrought.
And, once I realized this, I also realized that I had to abort this story here: it had already become the fiction it claimed it had to be, and it was metastasizing into particularly virulent metaphysical discourse.
I realized this while eating two Happy Meals with super-sized fries and diet-Coke.
I left McDonald's, loosening my belt two notches, but, a whole lot tighter around my ontology.
That was the day I met you in the park, and … by some magic that allowed us to suspend the normal cocoons of so necessary paranoid social vigilance around strangers in parks … abandoning social fear as naturally as the children swinging on the swings hopped off laughing … we walked in the park together, talking:
Whatever the word "stranger" meant, we both shed it like water off ducks' backs, and the tantalizing promise of the reality of a future love … was as tangible, in that autumn fragrant park, as the crackling of the dried leaves under our feet.
What does it mean when, suddenly, words are no longer necessary ?
When you realize you have enough spare change, to not need to short-change your own future by being too obsessed with what you are, or are not ?
And, that the Mask you wear, your Face, is not made of wood, clay, papier mâché, or plastic: it's living flesh that's constantly changing … like the length of the shadows in the trees in the light in the park ?
Well, maybe: "flesh" is close to "clay" in some ways, but in "flesh," the sculptor is present, and always re-shaping.
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"Sometimes people carry to such perfection the Mask they have assumed that in due course they actually become the person they seem." W. Somerset Maugham
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Perhaps we need a short story section in with the articles. I'd contribute as, I'm sure, would many others. Might be great fun. A whole new direction for CP!
"If you think it's expensive to hire a professional to do the job, wait until you hire an amateur." Red Adair.
Those who seek perfection will only find imperfection
nils illegitimus carborundum
me, me, me
me, in pictures
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