I usually always read your posts ~ you state some of the most brilliant things here !

I miss you ~ your posts & Threads

I am very intentional about which threads I click on anymore and what I respond to ~ I spend much less time here ... it's become so very predictable and zoo like

Best wishes to you ~ always

... ps

Have a drink for me

Machaela said:

Number23 said:

Machaela said:

I usually always read your posts ~ you state some of the most brilliant things here !

I miss you ~ your posts & Threads

I am very intentional about which threads I click on anymore and what I respond to ~ I spend much less time here ... it's become so very predictable and zoo like

Best wishes to you ~ always

... ps

Have a drink for me

You were always a gem, mach. You tolerated all my inciteful, hateful ire when I was a daft boy because you understood the purpose. It wasn't blind, aimless rage. It was meant to be amusing and provocative. I say meant. Certainly missed both those marks a few times in my 12,000 posts lol. X

And it was ... I miss that

The creative vibe seems to be missing here ~

It feels more "better than thou" or "I'm right - you're an idiot" ~ insultive projection of everyones complexes onto another ~ passive agressive and just like walking through an unkept pig yard filled with layers of shit and stench ~

It could just be me though ... you know, that "honeymoon" phase where people seem fun, cool and caring often fades and their real colors start to show no matter how hard they try to hide themselves from the world ...

oh joy, it's the bard of the barras come to tell us how shit we are.

I used to appreciate the thoughtful thread topics but somewhere along the way I grew tired of the lengthy dead-end discussions they inevitable led to. And I couldn't - and still can't - relate to the strictly American ones (Thanksgiving? Black Friday? Pro Wrestling? Org Pickem?), so that just leaves the "pointless, aimless, disgusting, vapid" threads as you call them. They're the life blood of GD and used to be a springboard for some truly hilarious back-and-forth banter.

Let's face it though, we're all getting older and it only makes sense to shift our focus elsewhere. Maybe I'm only speaking for myself but even our user names are getting embarrassing. Retina? Number23? We're not five-year-olds at a mascarade party anymore. The Org will probably drive on for a long time but it won't be the same as before. At least not with us behind the wheel.

It's still good for a light chat or a laugh every now and then though.

It's just not fun here anymore.

Or maybe my life is just shit and I see no humour in anything now.

JustErin said:

It's just not fun here anymore.

Or maybe my life is just shit and I see no humour in anything now.

Nah, it's just that people have moved on because their priorities have changed. And you can't have a party with just yourself and a boom box and a bowl of chips.

I read this as The Furries and thought of that sex fetish.

JustErin said:

It's just not fun here anymore.

Or maybe my life is just shit and I see no humour in anything now.

Sigh. This is sad but true.

I still love the hell out of Number23, though. I love his posts. When he makes them.

Speaking from the shallow end of the pool, you make what you make of the ORG.

it's your fault. we stopped trying once you left

I have very little recollection of posting this piece of ego-stroking bullshit. Like waking up to a stranger's erect penis. Apologies.

thread of the year!

retina said:

JustErin said:

It's just not fun here anymore.

Or maybe my life is just shit and I see no humour in anything now.

Nah, it's just that people have moved on because their priorities have changed. And you can't have a party with just yourself and a boom box and a bowl of chips.

retina

JerseyKRS said:

retina said:

Nah, it's just that people have moved on because their priorities have changed. And you can't have a party with just yourself and a boom box and a bowl of chips.

retina

Hi Chris.

I hope you guys are doing well.

I'm certainly not one of those old-school orgers, who are benefitting from the warmth of the other old-school orgers, making fun of the kool-aid-drinkers and the younglings and pretending to enjoy how the wrinkles on their faces multiply (and comforting each other, saying that the wrinkles don't look too shabby at all [when everyone concerned knows exactly that said person looks like a iguana]). I'm talking about noone in particular here.

I'm something inbetween. Not an old-school orger (and certainly not an iguana), but I'm also often upset at the witless bastardisation of intelligence, critical thinking, discussion and - mainly - humour on here. So, to a certain extent, I feel ya.

One thing is for certain though. I would love to have a drink with you one day. I don't know you personally, but I feel that you are one of the very few people I probably might enjoy talking to and laughing with (because of your wit, humour, spelling and range of vocabulary and of course because of your hair).

We could rape JustErin together! That would be fun. I bet she'd enjoy herself too.

Number23 said:

I have very little recollection of posting this piece of ego-stroking bullshit. Like waking up to a stranger's erect penis. Apologies.

I was in much the same state yesterday, otherwise I would have responded. I don't enjoy drunk posting because I might write something strange.

Though, I enjoyed what you wrote as always. I can't really stand this place much anymore. The atmosphere has changed, and not for the better.

You know I love you!

I don't know about the rest of you slackers, but I'm just as funny as ever.

RodeoSchro said:

I don't know about the rest of you slackers, but I'm just as funny as ever.

I have no problem with people bitching about the quality of threads.

However, no one is stopped from starting their own thread and directing it in the direction they want it to go in. Sometimes people bitch about the low, absurd, empty, whatever, level that most threads come from. Then I look at what kind of threads these pissed off people start themselves. I am not so impressed at the thought and energy they put into their threads. Some of their threads seem but a comment that belongs in the random thought thread and aren't all that thread worthy.

At least the immature asses around here start threads, come back on here and comment on what other people posted and genuinely try to keep the energy flowing; be it in a pointless direction.

If each pissy person came up with one well thought out thread topic each week and stayed with that thread adding to it, this place would be a whole lot different.

Number23 said:

I've heard and read a few times that with age, comes wisdom. Pish. There's no such thing as wisdom, only patronising condecendsion seived through the foggy reflection of someone's else's blinkered perception which has itself been twisted and reshaped to suit their own ego and gratification stimulus. It's all bullshit. Advice, consolation, reciprocation of empathy - all self-serving, self-grafifying shite. I knew everything when I was eleven. I knew when my parents were lying, I knew what friends to make, I knew what good and shit trainers were, I instinctively absorbed through some intangible, inperceiviable osmosis of mass subconcious snobbery what was hip and what was shit. I just knew. Now, I have pasta legs. My brain is fuelled by custard and built of sand. Sweet sludge. A landfill of coloured in cages of recollection and buckets and rain. Nothing sticks, it just congeals. People talk and I freak out trying to figure out their thoughts and intent. I can't differentiate between excrement and excellence. I believe in nothing and nothing makes sense. So, I went back to the org. I know. But fuck you. Once upon a time, I felt at home here. Safe, almost. I even travelled 3000 miles to meet someone I fell in love with. Very odd, but true. But that was quite a few years ago now. Anyway. I have a quick glance at the posts. Eleven new opinions in general discussion in the past four hours. Fucking eleven. And eight of them deeply shocking in their utter hollow and deeply depressing vacousness and pointless, aimless, disgusting vapidity. So I ask myself, with all my old org friends either long gone or acting like curious, insatiable, non-interventionist Godlike voyeurs and just not posting anymore, is there anyone reading this who used to post here but just can't be fucked anymore? Does anyone miss me? Because I miss you all. You know who you all are. I miss you all. That's it.

Number23 said:

I have very little recollection of posting this piece of ego-stroking bullshit. Like waking up to a stranger's erect penis. Apologies.

Bastard !

Cloudbuster said:

Number23 said:

I've heard and read a few times that with age, comes wisdom. Pish. There's no such thing as wisdom, only patronising condecendsion seived through the foggy reflection of someone's else's blinkered perception which has itself been twisted and reshaped to suit their own ego and gratification stimulus. It's all bullshit. Advice, consolation, reciprocation of empathy - all self-serving, self-grafifying shite. I knew everything when I was eleven. I knew when my parents were lying, I knew what friends to make, I knew what good and shit trainers were, I instinctively absorbed through some intangible, inperceiviable osmosis of mass subconcious snobbery what was hip and what was shit. I just knew. Now, I have pasta legs. My brain is fuelled by custard and built of sand. Sweet sludge. A landfill of coloured in cages of recollection and buckets and rain. Nothing sticks, it just congeals. People talk and I freak out trying to figure out their thoughts and intent. I can't differentiate between excrement and excellence. I believe in nothing and nothing makes sense. So, I went back to the org. I know. But fuck you. Once upon a time, I felt at home here. Safe, almost. I even travelled 3000 miles to meet someone I fell in love with. Very odd, but true. But that was quite a few years ago now. Anyway. I have a quick glance at the posts. Eleven new opinions in general discussion in the past four hours. Fucking eleven. And eight of them deeply shocking in their utter hollow and deeply depressing vacousness and pointless, aimless, disgusting vapidity. So I ask myself, with all my old org friends either long gone or acting like curious, insatiable, non-interventionist Godlike voyeurs and just not posting anymore, is there anyone reading this who used to post here but just can't be fucked anymore? Does anyone miss me? Because I miss you all. You know who you all are. I miss you all. That's it.

PunkMistress said:

Number23 said:

I've heard and read a few times that with age, comes wisdom. Pish. There's no such thing as wisdom, only patronising condecendsion seived through the foggy reflection of someone's else's blinkered perception which has itself been twisted and reshaped to suit their own ego and gratification stimulus. It's all bullshit. Advice, consolation, reciprocation of empathy - all self-serving, self-grafifying shite. I knew everything when I was eleven. I knew when my parents were lying, I knew what friends to make, I knew what good and shit trainers were, I instinctively absorbed through some intangible, inperceiviable osmosis of mass subconcious snobbery what was hip and what was shit. I just knew. Now, I have pasta legs. My brain is fuelled by custard and built of sand. Sweet sludge. A landfill of coloured in cages of recollection and buckets and rain. Nothing sticks, it just congeals. People talk and I freak out trying to figure out their thoughts and intent. I can't differentiate between excrement and excellence. I believe in nothing and nothing makes sense. So, I went back to the org. I know. But fuck you. Once upon a time, I felt at home here. Safe, almost. I even travelled 3000 miles to meet someone I fell in love with. Very odd, but true. But that was quite a few years ago now. Anyway. I have a quick glance at the posts. Eleven new opinions in general discussion in the past four hours. Fucking eleven. And eight of them deeply shocking in their utter hollow and deeply depressing vacousness and pointless, aimless, disgusting vapidity. So I ask myself, with all my old org friends either long gone or acting like curious, insatiable, non-interventionist Godlike voyeurs and just not posting anymore, is there anyone reading this who used to post here but just can't be fucked anymore? Does anyone miss me? Because I miss you all. You know who you all are. I miss you all. That's it.

Cloudbuster said:

PunkMistress said: