Yeah, it felt like a very flat take on the material. Like, Odysseus is an archetypal trickster figure, he's supposed to be something of a smirking shit (Ulysses Everett McGill?), at least from time to time, and one who creates as many problems for himself as he solves by thinking he's the smartest guy at the agora. This trailer just looks like The Revenant meets 300. Hope the actual movie is much better.
Maybe, lord knows he'll have his price, but dude legitimately hates wind power because "it's ugly." Sometimes our particular burgeoning dystopia reminds me most of the Twilight Zone with the omnipotent and petulant child.
Teen me had my mind blown when, after finding this song super catchy, I read the lyrics in the liner notes.
It's hard to explain, but I don't feel like the Broncos are doing anything terrible; they're getting a lot of pressure, and there are plays where the Jags' receivers are absolutely blanketed. Coen is just scheming some guys open and Lawrence is hitting most of them so far and he's playing smart, stepping up so sacks are only 2-3 yards, and placing the ball well where incompletions don't ricochet into interceptions.
Also, NGL, it's been a refball game that's breaking in Jacksonville's favor about 3-to-2 (3-to-1 if you're a Denver fan, LOL).
A couple of lucky breaks to be ahead, but very pleased that the Jags are hanging in there. Lawrence is having a run that makes you think he's actually turned the corner to be a, let's say, top-third QB.
I mean, other than being racist shitbags, fine, I guess? Wresting isn't really my thing, but I can respect it as a kind of cooperative dance and storytelling exercise. Still, being a big guy with a personal trainer and a built-in or built-up audience is sort of what pro wrestling is for.
If he can't get the choreography down, though, he won't last long there either. It's not a sport, but it is a challenging physical activity that a lot of the performers take seriously, including making sure they don't hurt each other because of any lack of skill.
I was poking around some boxing posts on the other link-aggregator site, and a lot of folks were noting that the ring seemed to be larger than usual, allowing Paul to last longer simply by running away like a Monty Python knight, and that his opponent was likely a bit past his prime and out of practice, and finally that the ref was letting Paul do some "anti-boxing" hijinks that they normally stop sooner. They were also speculating that Netflix was only willing to pay up if Paul fought a legitimate boxer, though, and everything up until now had been somewhere between pro-wrestling fixed and watching the top-pyramid amateurs at your local pay-to-play indoor soccer/football park.
All that, and the asshat still ends up as a hilarious meme. Small win, but gotta take 'em when they come.
Worth pointing out that the primary source of the article's quotes clearly didn't vote for this, though presumably quite a few of her co-workers did.
Halee Hadfield said the timing couldn’t be worse.
“My wife has prescriptions that she has to get refilled monthly, and without health insurance, she’ll miss out on what she needs,” she said. “I already have Indeed open on my phone—what other choice do I have?”
Hadfield estimated the impact could hit around 1,800 people when counting commuters and relocators, warning of a “significant drain” on the area.
“Executives like Michael Adams will be fine, but the vast majority of us won’t. You voted for this.”
plasma gun
One of the first "aha" design moments I ever got was the Doom plasma gun. There was a kid's toy version of the American M-60 Light Machine gun that I had. The back half was pretty cool on its own, the typical thumper machanism to make noise, but it also had secondary triggers in the stock and a little gear that would advance a belt of soft plastic ammo. Didn't do anything except move, but the effect was cool.
The front actually came off, and was a pretty decent quality suction-dart shooter. However, if you turned it around and used the the mating surface as the "muzzle..." BOOM! (or "ZAP" I guess... lol) Doom plasma gun, down to the exact number of ridges.
Bianchi is truly a hack's hack, though I know most markets have at least one. Whatever hot or homer take ya need, boss! You give me the headline and either I'll clutch them pearls so hard they'll pulverize to dust or wring out them tears so fast you'll think it was an onion farm! Hell, give me a minute and I'll give you one of each!
"I'm telling you Molotov cocktails work. Any time I had a problem I threw a Molotov cocktail and Boom! Right away, I had a different problem."
IIRC, the particular means of installing Elagabalus involved carting the giant abstract/natural monolithic avatar of the god from Syria to Rome, at great expense. I also recall a poorly documented tradition suggesting the Palmyrenes were descendants of Mark Antony and Cleopatra, by way of the Mauretanian client-kingdom dynasty.