Furtive Nips 2: Ghost Protocol

Also I assume this is cultural differences, but the thread zooming in on the bit of original title with a racial slur in it is a little jarring.

It refers to nipples

Had no idea that could be used as a slur.xp

It’s a v outdated slur, practically archaic - certainly way less common than “nip it in the bud” or the verb form used here

Also I assume this is cultural differences, but the thread zooming in on the bit of original title with a racial slur in it is a little jarring.

― Andrew Farrell, Monday, December 24, 2018 12:54 PM (nine minutes ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

you'll love this then! https://alphabet-business-concern.bandcamp.com/album/pony

n.b. it actually is one of my favourite albums. think it's meant to be a corrupted 'chaps'. but anyway who cares it's obviously not functionally racist, much as this thread title isn't

I didn't even know Jap was a slur till recently, not that there is much of a Japanese diaspora in the UK that might make aware of it.

title inadvertently appropriated from ninjutsu thread?

we had our traditional pre-family-events meltdown yesterday ... next year I think someone else is going to have to host; doing both Thanksgiving and Christmas at our house is holiday overload

It refers to a drink, presumably.

(I'm probably being 'whooshed' here...)

Working today, off tomorrow, working the rest of the week after that. One of these years I'll have my act together enough to take holiday time off.

Tomorrow morning I'll Skype with my son (who lives in Texas and has warned me to "wake up early") to see him open his presents. Will either go to a mid-day movie or work through more episodes of The Deuce Season 1 on library-borrowed DVD and/or read more of War on Peace. At 3 PM its over to my Dad's family's house for Christmas dinner and presents, which is always really fun but also always over too soon - not as contentious as these gatherings can be for some. Then I will lay in bed and say, out loud, "all that build up and this is done already?!? Every year!"

I assume this is cultural differences

It can be hard to tell the difference between someone playing dumb for an effect and someone genuinely uninformed. Therefore... the OP links to an earlier thread for which this is the sequel, the title of the earlier thread references "furtive nips of liquour". That ought to be plain enough, unless one somehow believes that the inhabitants of Japan could be made of liquor.

God bless us one and all!

I am drinking coquito and about to visit the fam in an hour.

the university i work at closes for roughly a week at xmas every year. this is paid vacay and you don't have to use your vacation hours, which is fantastic.

my family is thousands of miles away, i haven't been home to lanarkshire for christmas in 6 years, but i prefer to go back at other times of the year, and was just there in september so this doesn't make me too sad, not compared to the generalized sense of missing home that i feel on a low-level most of the time.

met my gf in march so it's my first xmas with her family - who mainly live locally. big xmas party with her late father's side of the family tonight, which I'm not particularly looking forward to just because i haven't met hardly any of them, and i don't like large social gatherings in genera,l but will be fine, and then dinner tomorrow with her immediate family, siblings, sibling's partner, mum, all of who I've met several times and will enjoy spending christmas with. then a week of doing very little

Have a few hours to kill this afternoon before things get busy later, so getting in the filming of the Christmas special of my cable access show at one of my legacy regular spots

I don't know, Aimless, are you playing dumb for effect or did you not read my post?

In an hour I head to my aunt's house (really my first cousin once removed, but Cubans acknowledge no such distinctions) for a round of catered food, a welcome relief after many years enduring her mediocre cooking. My nieces, sister, and bro in law are in Ohio visiting his parents, so with the exception of my cousin's brood it'll be a small and quite kid-free affair.

Brad, Neanderthal, Dowd, et al., – my best wishes.

I went to visit my folks yesterday, as I'm with in-laws on the 25th. My dad's managing decently with Parkinson's. My mom is going blind very, very rapidly, and she's in denial. She still drives during (eek!) daylight hours ("but only to places I know!") She tripped four times while walking the dog. My wife, father, and I chipped in to buy her an iPad so she can read National Geographic, since there's no large-print edition. However, she can't see/find the home button to turn the device on. And she can't get the timing right so that she can log in. It's unclear how much of this is vision-related, and how much is some kind of dementia. There are lots of neurology visits planned for the near future.

My parents were planning to spend the day with my sister, but they're feuding. This means my elderly folks will be alone, and won't get to see their only grandkid. My sister's miserable because she's poor, trapped in her house with the kid, and her partner works on X-mas day. I can't really do anything for any of them.

Eleven years ago I started the other thread to vent about how (especially) annoying my parents' behavior had become. From the vantage of the present, though, it's clear that their eccentricity was the onset of the illness / neurodegenerative conditions that're now defining characters in their lives.

Done with work now. CHRISTMAS EEEEEVE, poxy fules!

working tomorrow ;_;

Remy, my sympathies. (I made my recent post before reading through today's replies.)

gbx, I hope it's a short day!

drove down sat afternoon. visits since:

college friend home from aussie life with aussie wife, 8/10, little mermaid princess 4 yo 10/10

sick aunt, sick uncle, 8/10 black humour is good

her aunt her uncle, 6/10 but lego collection demo from lunatic 6 yo 8/10

emergency overnight at the in-laws after last minute development of rare f-i-l good humour dictated it wise to maximise exposure while the grinning-and-bearing was good 6/10 and only then because i am happier to raptly listen to why black fellas are bad for football than most ilxors iirc

/sat

sun

got away lightly by only having all the cooking, cleaning and shopping to do ably assisted by one (1) niece and one (1) brother. also installed one (1) problematic ssd into one (1) struggling laptop before an evening visit to kiwi-english aunt and cousin 8/10 they think im a smartarse but i left with a trifle

/sun

mon

right

on road for eleven for the island visit run, hit island at midday and rota read:

1. old friend #1's parents- 9/10 the aul fella was home and let us off after the bare minimum ten mins. no food.

2. school friends who married, he fixes my car when i have one, once upon a time i was almost hitched to her cousin, my aul fella was once upon a time almost hitched to her mother-7/10 she only wanted to badmouth friend #1 above, kids seem nice, hes given up survivalism training and sold the speedboat, theres hope yet. tea offered, declined.

3. old friend #2's parents- 7/10. the aul fella and various generations of offspring. tea, biccies, an hour discussing how bad the darts team has gone. brough a box of quality street, departed empty handed, which would never have happened if his mammy had been home.

4. family friends, parents generation- 8/10. packed full of kids, dogs and itinerant granduncles, mayhem and goodnatured killings at all angles, bonus old friend from house #3 above was there, recovering from a wedding. chicken wraps (dyou mind, wraps) offered, declined and served regardless with tea and biccies. dropped off a tin of shortbread left with a box of toffees.

5. maternal homestead- 9/10. 7 first cousins, two uncles, one matriarch aunt, 28 (i counted) various resultant offspring, three sittings of dinner (all declined and respected), several outrageously poorly lit tales of yrs truly and brothers for the benefit of flagging-but-enthralled niece, three rounds of tea, porter cake and biccies, brought the big m&s tin of posh biscuits (go big for the home house) left with a christmas cake that nearly broke the back axle of the rental and the niece feathered with notes of various euro denomination.

6. upon arrival back from the island, summonsed to uncles- 8/10. six shots of good whiskey and facetimes with various globetrotters until we pled santa preparation deadline

/sun, i hope

wait its now /mon right

right?

gbx, I hope it's a short day!

― Groove(box) Denied (Raymond Cummings), Monday, December 24, 2018 5:25 PM (ten minutes ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

should be --- I'm on call, so I just gotta round on patients in the morning, and be available to the residents by phone for the rest of the day/night, I'm anticipating a quiet one

you’d think by now everyone would be sick to fucking death of the same four carols over and over and over and over and over and over again

not to mention that snow motifs have no bearing whatsoever bang in the middle of summer

We watched kingsman. It ends with an anal sex joke and then text comes up “dedicated to the memory of my mother Kathy”

perfect

Going to my sister's tomorrow morning, where our mother will join us. I have completed my Christmas Eve ritual of watching The Thin Man, and am considering how drunk to get.

skyped w family in Aus
live from mum’s ipad, 8 ppl shouting hellos/jokes/stories/insults w delay in the uncarpeted family room makes for a very boisterous/confusing hallmark card w bonus long shots of the ceiling while mum orients the ipad & dad telling me joeks & stories 90% off camera bcz he doesnt quite get how it all works

<3 those buggers

nice. love is the best stuff.

so tired of chipper mormon idiots and their broods. i came back to my sister's house where i'm staying and the cheerful yokels were out of sight in the dining room playing some ungodly board game, loudly and soberly of course. it took all i had not to turn around at the front door and go to the bar but i'm on the wagon myself so i managed to sneak downstairs to my room with no one noticing. cannot wait until this godawful fucking holiday is over and i get to drive back to my weirdo isolated red rock paradise with another 365 days in between me and the shittiest time of year.

weirdo isolated red rock paradise sounds awesome I’d rather be there too

^gets it

my god they will not stop giggling and singing dumb shit like pimply hormonal byu students

i wish you quick and safe passage back to bedrock maps.

in other alarming observations, my ‘nips’ have become alarmingly long and voluminous with years.🙁

cheerfully allowed my sister to show the “greatest showman” movie and it wasn’t the worst thing i’ve seen this year. wins seeing the kingsman ending with the epilogue is making me laugh

I'm sorry to hear that, remy, much love.

The pub in Dublin contained DV and a former minor ILXoR* - it was a very good time, and then we headed off to the bus station, at which point we got a text saying that I'd left a bag with all of the wedding invites in the pub. And then a taxi and then the same taxi back to where my sister works, to take her up on an offer of a lift back (which we were sure we'd be too early for).

And today I've had to figure out how to detach the 12-bullet magazine for a Nerf rifle (which is a Nerf pistol with an attachable stock and scope, which makes me think of some Nerf Assassin) and how to program a 'smart watch' which has exactly one button.

*and a friend that stars in a story I'd been telling for a decade - very validating to confirm that I'd actually been getting the details right (though fuck him if I hadn't - print the legend)

So my (mixed race) sister got a pair of boots for Christmas from her (white) husband and uhh

https://i.imgur.com/9ooGD1J.jpg

😳

good mourning!

Where's the gift return receipts?

how does that happen

country of origin = ?

racism

Spain

Where's the gift return receipts?

just me and the 3 relations; escape in nine hours

B&N was sold out of The Princess Bride, so happily i got the 12yo niece Some Like It Hot instead!

In my local drinking snowballs and random East European shots, it's a good day

love to celebrate xmas at laguardia airport

https://pbs.twimg.com/media/DvRTPbpX4AAOZG7.jpg

it's beginning to look a lot like christmas... and someone has wanged their tree in the bin already!

I’m not sure what the problem with boots is upthread?

Partner and I will be telling the family kid #2 is on the way later today. I never wanted a second and I’m not sure I have the energy to pretend to be excited (or, tbh, happpy in general). My mother and sis will be over the moon tho.

Home now watching The Return of the King as part of Starz' LOTR marathon, cleaning the apartment in preparation for my folks coming over mid afternoon for early dinner. I hope to join friends after dinner.

merry christmas to those who celebrate pic.twitter.com/4XDqIOezys

— bran, like the muffin (@kungfulasers) December 24, 2018

Cubed ice is ready!

Walking it off 🚶‍♀️. You can go ahead and start without me.

actually my friend Jesús made me a mojito.

I had lots of wine. I watched Spike Jones dvds with my dad.

the entire fam went to my bro's g/f's fam's house. it was a nice time.

and now some kind of literary cocktail 🍹

Jesús walks!

Indeed. My personal savior and bartender. Um Añejo Daquiri.

he’s Cuban like you, Alfred, although I think he has a girlfriend now.

he’s probably read as much as you and James Morrison combined

lol you're setting up the final b-boy battle in You Got Served only with books

My secret Santa prez was a book on Japanese Graphic Design which is insanely specific and prescient and I'm told whoever it was, they didn't get a steer from my other half, so now I'm worried someone has cameras in my house.

*phew* What I dream I had last night.

My Trumpy in-laws had a car accident on the way here - no one injured, but a hassle with paperwork, trying to get insurance estimates and find a rental car, all on Christmas Eve. Shortened their visit from three days to one and a half.

It's a strange feeling, trying to put on a somber look of disappointment when inside I was dancing with joy.

Seasonal whine:

Thanksgiving: My wife and I showed up at my parents' house to host Thanksgiving for fourteen of *their* guests. My parents refused all help, even to clear out a shelf in the fridge. They actually forbade us from using the kitchen until after they'd prepared their mid-morning snack. Because my wife and didn't get started cooking until ten-ish, I asked a cousin to drive over and assist. He agreed, as long as he could bring his LEGITIMATE THERAPY ANIMAL, and keep it dog-pen in my parents' yard since he'd be volunteering for a whole day. My parents – who have not used the pen in over a decade - refused to allow its use, because "he's so entitled for asking," and therefore my cousin could not help. During the meal, my father made fun of me for the amusement of the table. Notably, my sibling showed up ten minutes before the meal with a brand-new boyfriend. They'd been together for four weeks. However, we didn't have to spend a lot of time with them, because disappeared into the bathroom together for twenty minutes mid-meal, and left right after food was served. My wife and I spent hours cleaning and putting the house back afterward long after my parents after my parents had gone to sleep. Later, I received a brief 'thanks' email from my dad, inc. a 'did you borrow a Tupperware please return it A.S.A.P.' P.S.

Christmas: Burnt out, my wife and I spent the holiday in our own home. My sibling showed up at my parents' house with a regifted pot roast from the local food pantry, and my parents called to tell me how wonderful and thoughtful and caring a child they have. In exchange for the pot-roast, they wrote my sibling a big check, and extended the free rental agreement they're providing on their beach house.

NYE: I called to check in and see how/what my parents were doing, and my mother answered. She told me that my father, eighty, had purchased a brand new car after totaling his old one. Mom asked if we'd be around next weekend to drive them to a party at my aunt's house. I said maybe, but they should ask my sibling, who lives closer, and has done nothing for them in a year (save for regifting them a pot roast). "Oh, you know, it's you who helps us out with things," she said. I pretty much hung up the phone.

I just ... I don't understand why people who are consistently badly-behaved are rewarded when they evince even the tiniest bit of decency, and people who are consistently generous are punished for taking. breather from their responsibilities.

Yeah, funny how that works

Ugh, that sounds awful.

Being the better person is its own reward, right?

I watched Spike Jones dvds with my dad

for 3 seconds, with that spelling, i assumed it was the 1940s comedy band guy

Being the better person is its own reward, right?