Marsupialized wrote:

ssakmule wrote:

Marsupialized wrote:I had something wrong with my eye, it was all red and hurt like a bastard and was leaking.
This woman I work with, she's an old women from Africa. She tells me to put milk in my eye.
Milk? Just pour milk in my eye? Why would I pour milk of all things in my eyeball?
I figure I should probabaly do what she says, her being an old woman from Africa and all. Sounds weird but hey, who would I trust more? An American doctor? They don't know shit from shit.
Last time I went to a doctor he looked at what I showed him was wrong and he says 'I have no idea what that is'
Well, what should I do oh wise doctor?
'I have no clue what you should do'
Thanks, here's your 2 hundred and fifty dollars.

My eye now feels a million times better.

Marsup, probably drinking a glass of milk & then standing inverted on your head, in a yogic position would be the best way for the milk to be retained in your eyeball.

I am serious. Was all fucked up and now it's fine. Ten minutes later was fine. Milk, who would have thought?

Kayte R. wrote:The Podlasie club is where people who have nothing left in their lives but drinking go. Almost every night there is a fight, or someone collapsing in the street or something out in front of that bar. Old drunk polish women with lots of makeup, old drunk working class polish dudes, getting in fights and breaking bottles over each others heads in front of that bar at 2am.

Last night there was a really bad fight out there. I saw part of it, and saw the police and ambulances come. It's right out my window, I couldn't help it. It just made me really sad.



Edit: redundancy

the$inmusicisallmine wrote:

Kayte R. wrote:The Podlasie club is where people who have nothing left in their lives but drinking go. Almost every night there is a fight, or someone collapsing in the street or something out in front of that bar. Old drunk polish women with lots of makeup, old drunk working class polish dudes, getting in fights and breaking bottles over each others heads in front of that bar at 2am.

Last night there was a really bad fight out there. I saw part of it, and saw the police and ambulances come. It's right out my window, I couldn't help it. It just made me really sad.



Edit: redundancy

sounds like the "leader" as referenced in "Dutch Courage".

see this thread:
[url]http://www.electrical.com/phpBB2/viewtopic.php?t=18182][/url]

i don't know how to embed links.

Maurice wrote:Last night I and two friends did a dissonant (lots of tritones, minor seconds) drone metal piece, shoehorned into the middle of an anarchist festival after two folk acts and a poet. Very few of these people had any context for this kind of thing (like knowing that drone, doom, or stoner metal exist, or ever having heard Morton Feldman). We were slotted for fifteen minutes (down from an initial 30), and even at that, asked to stop after 12:30. I think we made at least one person cry.

the Classical wrote:

Maurice wrote:Last night I and two friends did a dissonant (lots of tritones, minor seconds) drone metal piece, shoehorned into the middle of an anarchist festival after two folk acts and a poet. Very few of these people had any context for this kind of thing (like knowing that drone, doom, or stoner metal exist, or ever having heard Morton Feldman). We were slotted for fifteen minutes (down from an initial 30), and even at that, asked to stop after 12:30. I think we made at least one person cry.

The band I am in, we played a show last week with some "hardcore punk rock" bands. This show was in a local record store that some friends of mine run. Apparently these bands and their fans wanted very little to do with us as noted by my friend who was working the counter and overheard several "hardcore punks" complain loudly that our band was "just a bunch
of noise" and "lacked rhythm" while walking out the door w/ fingers shoved in their ears.

"Hardcore punks" think we are too noisy.