macrocarpa

joined 1 year ago
[–] macrocarpa@lemmy.world 2 points 1 hour ago

Mate I've had some cracker first dates that didn't work out in the long run but were absolutely part of the tapestry which got me to here.

The number of good first dates far outweighs the weird and shitty ones.

Some of my most treasured experiences are those quiet intimate moments just between two of you. An experience that just the two of you share. It is profound.

We are our experiences.

[–] macrocarpa@lemmy.world 51 points 15 hours ago* (last edited 13 hours ago) (1 children)

Asked a girl out on a date. She invited me over to watch a movie with her at her parents house (we were in our late teens). I arrived; her recently deceased family dog and incredibly distressed mother were both in the kitchen. Dog was a really big golden retriever that had been euthanized, and the mom had bought him home? Not sure why? Maybe to bury in the back yard or something? Idk

Anyway I offered to leave but she was insistent that we watch the movie together, which we did, on the couch, with her mom crying in the next room. Halfway through the movie the mom screams he's still alive, he's still alive. Go into the kitchen, she'd gone to move the body and it had expelled air and made some noise. I had to explain, with my best year 12 biology, what had happened. Five minutes of this woman losing her shit with grief out of her beloved companion dying.

Girl insisted we watch the last 10 minutes of the movie, it finishes with us watching in silence, I get up to leave and said something stupid like hey I'd love to do this again sometime and she says "I have a boyfriend"

I'm like alright well that's that then and didn't put in any more effort. Stupid me, she was hot and I really liked her. Being a dipshit I wrote a song about it, using the three guitar chords I knew, which takes me to act ii.....

....five years later, I'm at a party, exchanging worst first date stories with friends and fellow partygoers including a cute blonde. I wait my turn, tell the story, she laughs her arse off and then goads me into singing the song, accompanying myself poorly on the guitar. I absolutely fucking nail it, everyone is in stitches, sit down next to her and the night goes from there. We end up leaving the party for a walk down to the local beach, made out on the beach, things get frisky, jump in a cab back to my house, in bed together, have drunken sex....which results in a broken condom. She lives literally the other side of town so we have to wait till (a) I'm sober enough to drive and (b) pharmacy is open to get a plan b, then have the most awkward drive back to her house. Get there, offer to walk her to the door, she says no, kisses me goodbye in the car, then texts me...to say she has a boyfriend.

[–] macrocarpa@lemmy.world 3 points 19 hours ago

Tricky, theirs is a cover version, so the original would still exist.

[–] macrocarpa@lemmy.world 4 points 1 day ago

There's a movie about that scenario with the Beatles. Called yesterday.

[–] macrocarpa@lemmy.world 2 points 1 day ago (1 children)

tbh we are all just snapshots of ourselves at different stage of the same cycle. The Simpsons did a whole thing about lolapalooza which starts with homer looking for his favourite artists in a record store, and the record store dude, and being directed to the oldies section.

The bands that feature in that episode are the smashing pumpkins, soundgarden , cypress Hill and Peter Frampton, all of whom appear in Spotify old school lists

[–] macrocarpa@lemmy.world 12 points 4 days ago (3 children)

*"Listen, happy endings is fine if they turn out happy,” said Granny, glaring at the sky. “But you can't make 'em for other people. Like the only way you could make a happy marriage is by cuttin' their heads off as soon as they say 'I do', yes? You can't make happiness…” Granny Weatherwax stared at the distant city.

[–] macrocarpa@lemmy.world 5 points 5 days ago

Fuck me. Thank you. Life just got a lot easier.

[–] macrocarpa@lemmy.world 10 points 1 week ago (2 children)

Huh. Never knew that was his full name.

[–] macrocarpa@lemmy.world -1 points 1 week ago* (last edited 1 week ago)

Except there absolutely is an absolute right and absolute wrong to gender equality (and more importantly, equity)

There is not. Equality is arbitrary. Equity is arbitrary. They are ideals / values that we each hold individually, and rank individually. Clearly, equality is an important value for you. Good. But your value of equality is shaped by you, not anyone else.

If you take your value set and say this should be the value set which everyone else has - you won't change them. That's my point. Equality is a value. It is ranked amongst other values. Do you value equality more than security? Financial independence? Safety? Control? Family? Social status? Faith? Children? Education? Career? Mastery of skill? Respect? Knowledge? Influence? Conservatism? Freedom? The environment?

For a given person you engage with, whether it be online, in person, in a relationship, over the phone, randomly in a street - their value set is intrinsic to them. Equality might not rank in their top five, or ten values. When you speak up on equality and say "you should", people who don't share your value set hear something different. What they hear is "You are wrong". Speaking of which:

And you clearly don't

you're just another wilfully ignorant self serving misogynist who is wrong

sigh

That's a shame. I'm sorry that you feel that way. Have to say it's the first time I've been called a misogynist. I think if you met me you wouldn't think that at all.

Your opinion of me doesn't really matter - it doesn't change anything. What did change things for me was reading The Mental Load by Emma. It crystallised what I already knew, and helped me to better understand the difference between contribution, effort and load.

Do you want to know why?

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submitted 4 months ago* (last edited 4 months ago) by macrocarpa@lemmy.world to c/thelyricsgame@lemmy.ca
 

Clue: the band is crowded house

Answer - distant sun

 

Micro waves.

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