Sounds like hassle, I'd give it to a charity shop  but dunno how appreciative they'd be. I don't see Busty Anal Blondes 13 alongside Daniel O'Donnell Live in Mountrath '96.


Quote from: Emphyrio on February 06, 2021, 04:20:08 PM
How does a fella get rid of a DVD porn collection?
A notice on the corkboard in work.

You can get shredders that take CDs if there's a few bushes nearby to scatter them under, wouldn't have the same effect as traditional magazines but twice the mystery.

Sure throw them as a job lot in the classifieds section here; you might be surprised!


Why is guitar so hard to learn.

Not having enough time/bring arsed to practice. Plenty of seemingly straightforward things can make one look like useless if you've never done it before. Changing a car tyre, making filtered coffee, and changing a socket for the first time...looking like a spa for me doing all those for the first time.

Torn up porn mags under bushes is a lost tradition. Another casualty of the modern age like the turf cutting

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Simulation_hypothesis

I'd often heard of it and knew the basic premise but other than one or two documentaries never bothered to look at it.    Anyway it's a bit of fun because it can't be proven or disproven, much like everything else. Actually proving one exists at all isn't actually a thing that can be proven or is even measurable in any way. So we could come up with any old theory and never be able to prove it either way because we can't prove we don't live in a simulation in the first place. So the earth is just as likely to be square as it is flat.

I always liked thinking of that thing of every single moment creating a new stream of reality every time a choice is made. The way I was thinking of it then was; how detailed does it get, and to what degree of accuracy is the time division or the level of choice? Ie nanoseconds and down to a single atom of distance for example would be extremely accurate on our own scale but on its own scale, it's as accurate and inaccurate as everything else because of the impossibility and inevitability of infinity. So then there are an infinite number of possibilities happening an infinite number of times and for an infinite length of time and no theory can explain it away or show that it's real either.

The only frame of reference that we have is our own perspective and for all we know, everyone else is a figment of our imagination but we actually don't even have a genuine imagination anyway so it's a figment of someone else's imagination, whom may or may not exist but also may be the designer of the simulated universe we live in, and they in turn are merely products of someone else's simulation and so on into infinity where everything is both the beginning and the end and is infinitely big/small/inevitable/impossible/real/imagined/etc./etc./etc also even the etc./etc to infinity, right down to whether I have lost even a single atom or perhaps a quark out of one of the atoms or 1 micro-electron out of the  interaction that I just made or didn't make an infinite number of times with the rollie I've just smoked or not smoked or an infinite number of things in between smoking and not smoking right down to how many quarks were there in any given electron in any given atom in any given molecule in any given breath out from the fag I either smoked or didn't smoke.

Do ye ever give much consideration to the idea of it all or how every bit of scientific theory is only adding to the magic  rather than solving it? Ie someone learns about atoms only to find there's always more and shit can be zoomed into and out of to an infinite extent?

Anyway it's the random thoughts thread in either your reality or mine or maybe there is only one reality and we are all experiencing it as we know we are.

Thank fuck it's Sunday


Oh I did about 5 minutes later. That old simulation theory finished me off

Jajajajajajaja....  :laugh:

Good man...

Astfgyl is after putting me in mind there of a quote from Poul Anderson, the American science fiction author.
" I have yet to see any problem, however complicated, which when you looked at it the right way, did not become still more complicated."
Pretty much sums it up I think.

Frankenstein's monster got a proper raw deal. He didn't even have a name.