stormyviper11 said:Look on the bright side. If we were all skinny, we’d be constantly stressing about what we eat just to stay thin. This way, who cares? A few extra pounds don't even matter, and we can grab whatever we want whenever we feel like it. We're happy, carefree, and satisfied—and honestly, those vibes totally make up for any health stuff... 🙂
Cheers, man. You know why I love School of Rock? Because when that girl asks Black why he's so big, he just hits her with: "Because I like it." And seriously, saying you can't find a date because you're overweight is just a lame excuse. Come on, guys, bring out some of that classic internet charm and just go for it! 😘
Drew Adams58 said:Honestly, Bešker is such a legend because he actually laughs at his own jokes. He spent twenty minutes cracking wise during my exam and then handed me a C just for the vibes. If we had more journalists like him, the news wouldn't feel so heavy. Real journalism is basically just an excuse for people lacking guts...
Man, the New York Post is the perfect example of subjective journalism where they just serve up pre-packaged facts for the masses to swallow. That's exactly why they're the biggest tabloid in the States.
Drew Adams58 stormywolf39 said:Let's be real: objective journalism is for wimps, and honestly? It doesn't even exist. 🙂
I wasn't trying to be subjective; I was just stating the facts. To me, being "objective" means a journalist presents the facts without providing any context. Like I said before, I prefer to think for myself.
Man, I’m totally with you on loving subjectivity when we're talking cars or music. Honestly, I don't even mind if someone mixes their opinion with actual info in the same article (that's just how I write), but when it comes to politics? Just give me the facts. I like thinking for myself, you know? 😬
Look, Bešker was trying to lecture me, saying you need to know music theory or have some basic formal training just to be a decent critic... stuff like that. But honestly, what really gets to me is how sexist he is. Like, seriously bad. Don't get me wrong, he wrote some great pieces—I'll give him that.
Honestly, his "know-it-all" attitude just rubs me the wrong way, especially how he leans into it in his articles. I’ve always been a bit put off by journalists who let their personal opinions bleed into their reporting, you know? That said, I have to admit, he writes some damn good pieces.
I actually had him as a professor back in college, and I can tell you straight up—he’s no legend. Honestly, it's the exact opposite (not that he failed me; I pulled a B in his class, but we all know why he's such an idiot).
Out in the rural South, those little beasts are mostly just raccoons... they’re brown and gray, and honestly, they just steal eggs and terrorize the chickens. What a pain.
Malaga is the absolute best, and if you don't like raisins, we can't be friends. But man, most fruit pops and chocolate? Totally gross. I can't even touch them.
Look, I could totally get behind the West Coast vibe, mostly because nobody else wants to deal with that kind of chaos anyway 😬
By the way, *High Fidelity* is easily one of my all-time favorite movies (mostly because of those ridiculous dimensions and Blackie, obviously), but this list was put together regardless of the film. Fun fact—there’s a concert poster for two bands hanging in Cusack's apartment that pops up at least 15 times during the movie. Both bands absolutely rock, by the way.
Look, just a heads-up: don't you dare group me in with guys like Miller, Sullivan, or Thompson unless you’ve got a death wish before your expiration date hits. Got it?😠
The absolute best things I want to be when I grow up:
5. Co-owner of a local record shop and an indie label 4. A music journalist for a major magazine like Rolling Stone 3. Manager of Death Disc 2. A concert promoter 1. A dad😍