I'll admit to "down twinkling" in 1996-1997 but sometime during hour three of a random consensus meeting about NW old growth logging, I decided my time would be better spent finishing up that Computer Science degree.
Oh man. In the late 90s I used to have to bake vegan apple crumble to get my lame ass roommates to attend our weekly house meetings (which mostly consisted of me trying to get them to pay for utilities) and could have used some down twinkling back then.
Cat and Beard -- I found the fuse box helps get your lame ass roommates to pay for utilities and disabling the hot water heater will get your lazy assed overdependent psycho bitch girl friend to move out or at least join a health club.
This is tip number 156 from the Portland Guide to Passive Aggressive Living.
Yes, this whole thing reminds me of houses I lived in with other people in the '90's. Minus the whole hand-gestures-in-lieu-of-just-talking part. It would have been surreal in a room with maybe seven people tops in it.
But above all else, those pained, earnest attempts at clear communication and mutual respect undone -as always- by the loudest and craziest among us still taking up all the airspace, and the rest of us acceding to their bullshit because we want to be tolerant of others, or secretly hope that if we give them everything they want, they'll shut up.
Portlandia too.
This is tip number 156 from the Portland Guide to Passive Aggressive Living.
But above all else, those pained, earnest attempts at clear communication and mutual respect undone -as always- by the loudest and craziest among us still taking up all the airspace, and the rest of us acceding to their bullshit because we want to be tolerant of others, or secretly hope that if we give them everything they want, they'll shut up.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4oD63-EJW5Y
Learn grammar, please!