Howdy gang, just a quicky.
Before we begin,
1 – I am in no way defending the actions of that man. He murdered a public servant in cold blood for political reasons. The definition of terrorism. I am talking here about the continued misuse of the term “alt-right”
2 – You have to entertain the wild notion that you could be wrong in your preconceptions about the Alt-Right
Continue reading “You’re not right: Alt-Right isn’t far-right… Right?”
Well, continuing the theme of things I would buy if I had the money (I don’t).
I’m browsing the interwebs this lunchtime and Lo! Behold what Amazon wants to sell me:
Even better given that I’m of to Grim up Nerf 8 tomorrow, Sadly it wouldn’t arrive in time, else I’d be seriously tempted. That and the brightly coloured guns sort of defeat the point…unless I paint them…
Life update – Went to Manchester Comic Con no the 30th July weekend, and Preston last Saturday as Free hugs Jayne. Actually got recognised on Preston, which was nice.
But more on that story later.
So , dear readers, you may well be wondering what ol’ Twibby has been up to these past few months. Well I can, without much of a doubt, tell you: not effing much.
I got the piano tuned! So… I can not play a tuned piano
I Work got a 3d printer, so prototype models can be built quicker. This opens up the possibility for using it for some scenery ideas… Like a drop pod I spied a while back and thought I could make a bit better. Continue reading “Hey, Stranger”
The country decided that chopping off its nose would teach its face a lesson about how to smell.
Another unelected person becomes PM (but the mainstream media doesn’t moan about it this time for some reason, anyone would think that certain party donors own the media…)
Turns out the brexit campaign was full of lies. Who knew? Oh wait, those of us with more than two brain cells to rub together
Manchester Comic Con finally announces more guests. Most of which are COMPLETE nobodies and TWO are from storage hunters. WTFDTHTDWA* geeky?
The weather is wet. Everyone complains. Then the weather dries up and tries to melt Britain. Everyone complains. Just as planned.
I’m now doing Preston comic Con to make up for Manchester somewhat seeming…
shit somewhat lack lustre.
I’m going to both Cons as Jayne, with Kibby going as wash, my costume is 90% complete. Just need to make a free hugs (in my bunk) sign, for obvious reasons.
A nerf rapidstrike is being used for Vera.
I went for a little fall and have completely destroyed the tendons in my right ankle. Consequently can’t walk that far or fast…
Jayne will now have a crutch, and a limp.
I am now playing Stardew Valley, and it’s a nice un-manic game a bity like Harvest Moon
Robot Wars is back on! Razor…was poorly driven.
However, the biggest news is…I now play Magic. Curse you Kibby!
I will return.
*What The Fuck Does That Have To Do With Anything (which is an acronym that I’m sure I’ll get use out of)
I’m not dead I swear. Still here, Still grumpy.
Today’s thought:I’m not fat, my body is just efficient at storing calories.
So I think that Amazon and Google were taking the opportunity of my Birthday yesterday to target me a little more specifically with stuff that I’d definitely buy if I had the money. Well the joke’s on you, I don’t! Aha!
Wait…I do kinda want another of the First Order pistols (it’s as surprising as the Jolt), and the blaster rifle looks good I suppose
Anyway, there’s only one Nerf purchase this year, and that’s this bad boy:
Doesn’t look like a heavy bolter at all. Which is why I’m buying it, duh.
In other news, I have rigged up the PC in the front room, and downloaded Battlefleet Gothic Armada, the graphics card needs setting up properly and I need to wire the internet cause wireless is crap and buggy but still, it looks GAW-JUS! ERMAHGERD!
If anyone’s interested in what I would like, it’s simply this:
Come forward and tell the truth about that night. I won’t press charges, I just want my life back. Believe it or not I actually understand why you did what you did, and said what you said; and I want to forgive you, but you need to tell the truth. You have no idea what life is for me anymore.
So yeah Happy Birthday to me, I guess.
Well crap. Here we are again, I said there’s a reason I don’t do politics.
Ok, it’s taken me a while, but I’ve done a fair bit of soul searching and come up with 12 genuine reasons why you would want to Vote “Leave” on the 23rd June.
So strap yourselves in for-
Twibz’ Reasons to Vote “Leave”