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I've almost broken my addiction the the Backroom, which is filled with hate, malice, spite, and nonsensical arguments. It feels good you know, to voice your opinions that don't mean Kenny Rogers' vomit-soaked flannel shirt to anyone else. So back to where I started:
I :smitten: my Red Wings
I love sitting down with a good book, turning on some good music, and just chillaxing :2thumbsup:
CHOCOLATE, the higher the cocoa content, generally, the better.
I miss the swiss cake rolls of the states, and the mountain dew, but one thing that is certainly much, much better is the CHOCOLATE!
No longer do I have to rely on Lindt, which I could ironically only buy in Walgreens:dizzy2:, or Ghirardelli which isn't as good as Lindt, IMO. Must experiment more with CHOCOLATES here than I have.
http://www.lindtusa.com/images/catalog/prod_28.jpg
*drool*
That thing she does with her tounge:laugh4: :inquisitive: :2thumbsup:
You dirty little basket, you...Quote:
Originally Posted by strike for the south
I know what you mean ~D
Sarahbeth...
The Landshark gun.
Airsoft guns.
Crazed Rabbit
My 6 month old laughing.
Chocolate... prefer cadburys milk chocolate but will eat any chocolate... mind you 99% cocoa is a bit bitter.
Hot Shower... really makes up for a bad day. When I was in gold exploration at the end of the day I would slop off my clothes, open a can of beer and stand under the shower... slightly dehydrated meant that the beer went straight to my muscles and had a very soothing effect much more effectively then normal.
Basic fresh food. Fresh good product beats fancy food that uses poor ingredients or lacks any quantity to feed anyone bar a model or a rabbit. Mind you a combination of quality ingredients in quantity cooked with delight to a simple or complex receipe is a thing to love.
Debating. Just not maths.
Like you I now stay away from the Backroom with the same people arguing over the same subjects, with all the stuff that goes along with it.Quote:
Originally Posted by Reenk Roink
And like you I love the Redwings (do want to have Nick Lidstroms love child too?)
I love going walking in the rolling green hills of Lincolnshire.
However, nothing, and I mean nothing, gives me a greater sense of contentment than sitting down at the table working on a model airplane whilst listening to cricket on the radio.
When she plays coy and tilts her just so, makes me feel like nothing else in the world matters ~:yin-yang: :flowers: :knuddel: :dancing:
Lounging in my Grandad's armchair with Cadbury's Bournville, a hot cup of Ceylon, in my house coat and slippers, with Strauss playing quietly in the background against the patter of Scottish rain on a driech day...
...when my girlfriend talks with that low seductive accent... "um...yes please!?!"
You'll be back. It is one of those little things you love, admit it...Quote:
Originally Posted by Mount Suribachi
A little thing I love is opening a new book on current affairs and domesticating it in my own way, familiarising myself with its table of contents, its composition, the author's choice of sources, marking important aspects in the margin. Flipping the pages, inhaling that bookish smell of ink and freshly glued pages.
Now a novel is a different animal altogether. I treat it with respect, starting on page one, never skipping a chapter or passage, and never using a marker on the text or in the margin. And if I think it is bad, I don't throw it away but give it to someone else who might enjoy it.
:book:
Reading in the can. :book: "It's locked! Go upstairs."
Falling asleep while listening to the radio.
Watching cooking shows on TV while eating ice cream.
Even when I used to post there, I found it was like a car pile-up on the motorway....horrible to look at but I couldn't turn my eyes away. I didn't like what it did to me either. It made me petty and small minded, and I wouldn't be able to sleep at night for thinking about arguments I'd gotten into in the Backroom.Quote:
Originally Posted by AdrianII
Occasionally I go back, but I only have to read a thread or 2 to remember why I left. I see the same old faces arguing about the same stuff. More to the point, people no longer debate the subject it just becomes "you would say that, you're a rightie" to which the retort is "you would say that, you hate america" to which the reply is "link" which is then dismissed as a biased source coming from the Guardian website. Repeat as nauseum.
Thanks, but no thanks.
I understand. When it gets under your skin and you can't sleep over it, you are right to kick the habit.Quote:
Originally Posted by Mount Suribachi
Back to enjoyable little things. Falling asleep with the radio playing, that was a long while ago. I used to do that as a student from time to time, listening to the BBC World Service. They used to have English, French and German language services in my zone, so I would hear the same items in three languages which was a godsend for a language fetishist like me. Sweet dreams/süsse Träume/douces rêves.
Oui, je comprends. I never fell asleep listening to music, except once in a while listening to classical on CBC Radio 2. It was always while listening to talk radio, the good intellectual stuff CBC Radio 1 has on at night.Quote:
Originally Posted by AdrianII
Singing along with a song really loud
Tea
Waking up and then just lying in your bed for a while until youre darn well ready to get up
Something to do with earlobes
A summer breeze
Cooking something really good
Waking up and realising that the real thing is even better than you dreamed.
Solitude when you need it and friends when you don't.
Going home.
Me too. So what does that tell us about our inner intellectual, old chap?Quote:
Originally Posted by Beirut
Fast asleep, eh? :toff:
Looking at the backwaters of the internet on a warm summers day, with the window open so i can hear the birds singing their songs, plotting humanity's doom.
The way girls who you know like you take quick glances at you.
Fragging dozens of people on counter strike.
Waking up at midday.
Clutter.
Gazing out the window on a sunny day, watching the world go by, while my computer downloads something in the background.
Spending hours downloading something, then the feeling of happiness once it finishes.
The solitude of my room.
I love far too many little things. I guess it shows i appreciate life!
I love...
Ice cream,
Laying on my bed, listening to Dark Side of the moon with a couple of friends whilst playing on Smackdown vs Raw 2006 (wrestling games are so funny),
Myself (its important to love yourself if others dont :D)
Pink Floyd
sleeping in on sundays
Love (you gotta love love)
Classic Rock, from the late 50's to early 80's is classic
Gah! so i love alot of things....I'm the jolly old santa type
Waking up in the night after having felt that you have slept for a long time, then look at the clock and see that you still have three hours until you have to get up.
Sleeping until eleven o'clock, get up and eat a leisurely breakfast on the terrasse with the soft early summer sun shining and a cool breeze blowing.
The sound of doves cooing.
Sitting down to write at the computer and the words just flow out of you beautifully.
Walking out of school when it's the weekend/holiday.
Lying in bed reading a really good book all day.
I like to relax and read about science.
To check out the latest images from Mars... Yeah, that`s life at its best. :balloon2:
making ale....
consuming that ale ...
my daughter retrieving me another ale from the shelf
:balloon2:
So many that I'd count for hours. How happy for one that can create causes for happiness through "little" things.
Listening to the morning ezan,
hearing raindrops trickle on the window while drinking a hot cup of tea,
carressing a kitty that fell asleep on your laps are the first ones I can come up with right now. As I said there are so many.
I :heart: eating Gushers, my favorite candy. They are so tasty... :dozey:
People giving out free bibles. I've got an orange copy of the new testament for free.
i loved the way my grandmothers house smelled when she was alive, like apple and cinnamons, made your mouth water just entering....
the smell of a campfire..
sunrises and sunsets in the mountains, everything is just brighter and clearer during those times.
the smell just before a fresh snow storm, it just smells clean..
theres lots more but im to tired to post em.
jayrock, you just reminded me one of my favorites :
smell of the humid soil after a fresh rainfall.. Best smell ever..
One from when I lived in Michigan: right after a huge snowstorm has stopped; walking through a neighborhood with the snow insulating everything... it's so-o-o quiet.
Same thing when I was a student in Leyden. A nightly walk through the late medieval and seventeenth century town center all covered by a pristine white blanket, the only sound the crunch of your own footsteps; the yellowish lanterns; the crisp fresh air; the cry of a seagull. Zen.Quote:
Originally Posted by KukriKhan
Forget the postcard, that would be a better prize :2thumbsup:Quote:
Originally Posted by AdrianII
*looks for flight tickets to destination Leyden*
Attacking Vienna's wooden fort. Left Eye, you guys got there too late (you should have brought your artillery too)!!! ~;)
It was fffreakin' cold, man... Umm at least for once it was indeed. :juggle2:Quote:
Originally Posted by Vladimir
Nostalgia. ~;)
A friendly "gg" after a MP game...
A cool (not cold) high caliber beer, after a hard day's work on a Saturday, busting hump around the house.
The Flintstone's Pebbles sound my wife makes in her sleep. (Shhh! She'd kill me for sharing that one)
A cup of robust coffee, the Sunday paper, a bagel and Meet The Press.
Similar to Adrian & Kukri, walking after a snowstorm, but I prefer to be in the woods.
Hitting a GREAT golf shot (like dropping one pin high, 5 feet from the hole from 160 yards out)
Anything my daughter does (well, maybe not the crying at 3AM, but most everything). Speaking of which, to all the Dads out there, how long can I expect to enjoy that sweet baby smell and is there any way of preserving/bottling it for a bad day several years down the road?
A glass of Powers' Irish Whiskey, neat.
Weddings.
Time well spent with friends.
You have one week for that IIRC. It can not be bottled, you'll have the unique memory though. And how about the memory of soothing and comforting her at 4 pm, taking her on your arm over to the window to let the lights outside distract her from the crying. Shh, shh, look little one... Newborns have these big, staring eyes that seem to take everything in all at the same time. You never forget that look.Quote:
Originally Posted by Don Corleone
4PM, no problem at all. 4AM? Bleah. Been having a little too much of that lately. :shame: All kidding aside, it's been wonderful so far. Even the sleeplessness.Quote:
Originally Posted by AdrianII
Dumb Yurpean alert. I meant 4 AM. :idea2:Quote:
Originally Posted by Don Corleone
Awful dance music and deep-red fruit juices. Any deep red beverage, actually.
Basketball, military history, music and women.
That's all. ~D
Launch/detonation of warheads. :help:
Sneaking out in the middle of the night, wearing an amateur ninja suit and stalking squirrels.
I see smells have been mentioned, and I must confess that for some reason I just love the smell of gasoline and wet paint (seperately, of course). Just standing there, inhaling the scent, I find very stimulating.
Also, the smell of books, and plastic. Mmm. ~:wacko:
Winning Snow Bomb Battle in the Arcade and having it displayed here in the Frontroom. :grin:
*Although the Arcade has also been a place of crushing disapointment for me, when I don't get high scores or the recent example of Big John knocking me off the Whack a Nazgul #1, which was my first highscore...:disappointed: :sad2:
You took that highscore from me. ~:pissed:Quote:
Originally Posted by Reenk Roink
...and of course, I like reconquering highscores.
Pulling out strands of hair. :nice:
You changed your name, that makes your highscore null and void...:grin:Quote:
Originally Posted by Major Chris
Besides, you already have one, just let me keep mine too...:smug2:
Quote:
Originally Posted by Reenk Roink
I only have one:fainting:
I thought I had several. Ok, I you can have it, I love to take from those that have much...
Ben & Jerry's Ice Cream
A really good song coming up when the iPod is set to shuffle through all the songs. That's a nice surprise.
Winning Spacedude :grin2:
More from my list...
Watching films of destruction e.g. Nuclear weapons, World War 2, that stuff, while playing classical music in the background. Very relaxing and enjoyable.
Starving yourself all day until the evening so you can eat the big meal your mother has made.
Eating the big meal your mother made.
The smell of game manuals.
The sense of intrepidation and the unknown when playing a new game for the first time without knowing what game it is (this happened to me with RTW and MTW. You only get that feeling for the first few days, and you should treasure it).
Last school lesson on a Friday, knowing that within an hour you'll have a few days of lounging around.
Exploring old attics/garages that are full of old, dusty things.
Watching stars on a quiet night.
Going on foreign bulletin boards and speaking English to annoy the foreigners.
The feeling you get after having a midday nap.
Hot showers...:sweatdrop:
Yes, hot showers pwn...
Snow days ~:snowman:
Snowballs.
The smell of new vauum cleaners. :inquisitive:
Just can't enough of those Alienware cases... :smitten:
The Smell of Aircraft Fuel
That smells awful!
Compressed air cans for their ease and effectiveness... :nice:
I love how my short moustache and short beard make me look masculine and clean. ~:flirt:
But I've grown up next to various RAF bases all my life, i've grown to love it!Quote:
Originally Posted by King Henry V
I love Dark Side of the Moon, is there anything better than listening to Dark Side of the Moon?
Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
I :sweetheart: Kenny Rogers.
(By the way, have not my beloved Red Wings posted 2 consecutive shutouts of late?)
Being the GOD OF BARTIX
I hate irony.
I love that Abokasee has graced my thread with his sublime presence. :bow:
Bass Kick, Ahhh I love a good bass kick, and a soccer ball with no spin. Thats a pure thing of beauty.
Winning Snow Pinball :2thumbsup:.
*Sorry Hiji, but that's two scores taken from you mate :shame:*
I love how Backroom threads, despite their saturation with stubborn and rude and worthless conjectures, attract thousands of views and generate hundreds of replies, while a sublime thread like this barely pushes 70 with much bumping by me...:shifty: