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It's half past nine and, as enjoyable as schooling you lot is, I've got other things to do today. If I don't have tons and tons of messages when I get the time and inclination to argue some more, I'll try and get everything that warrants it a response. If there are too many though, I'm probably just going to mass delete them and watch some anime instead.

[ Update: You folks really didn't want replies, I take it. ]

tl;dr: I got blown and therefore regard this evening's extracurricular activity to have been a success.

There was even a woman there - attractive even - but I had the sense she wasn't looking for anything but a romantic night with her man.

That's not always the case. It's common for women to enjoy fornicating in front of an audience. On very rare occasion, women turn up who want to do the dirty with every last man in the place.

I was disappointed at first, I expect because the superbowl had Portland's degenerates otherwise occupied. I did not at first see the woman as she and her man were behind an oddly out of place wooden structure. I figured the management used that for storage. But this evening I noticed a man enter it through the door. It was then that I realized the structure consisted of six Glory Hole Booths.

In pornographic motion picture theaters men often have totally meaningless, anonymous sex with each other. With the aid of a glory hole one can get it on with a complete stranger without obtaining the first clue as to what one's partner even looks like.

After receiving fellatio I went across the street to a really high-end tea shop. There were many kinds of high-class teas to choose from but I wasnt really in the mood to decide which among them would get brewed for my cup.

"What would you like?"

"Surprise me with your favorite."

"Caffeine ot no caffeine?"

"Caffeine."

From time to time I ask a restaurant waitress to surprise me. They always have the same reaction as did the guy on Star Trek when Spock said to him "I am lying". So I was quite delighted that the barista was into it.

Without a doubt she gave me a cup of uncommonly exotic tea but it was everything I could do to drink all of it. It really tasted foul. I am absolutely serious. It was like that fancy coffee whose beans are fed to weasels or some such, then collected from that weasel's turds when it is to be brewed.

I Am Absolutely Serious.

But drink it I did because I did not want my barista to be disappointed or insulted. It tasted better to me after I drank about half the cup.

I debated whether I should go home or go back to the theater. Really I should have gone home, but one has unlimited re-entry all day long and I did not want that valuable commodity to go to waste.

Back in the theater I shook hands with William Jefferson Clinton for a little while but realized I just wasn't into it anymore and so went home.

Portland's Oregon Theater is quite a long way from where I live. I can easily get there on the bus and the light rail, but it's two hours each way.

There is a video shop that is far closer, that is also equipped with glory holes in all but one of its video booth. The booth without the glory hole is quite large and contains a desk.

Yes: a desk. Just like what your keyboard rests on when you're at work. I remain puzzled by that one.

No chair though.

Upon arriving home I had a couple slices of 7-Eleven pizza. That is damn near the cheapest pizza known to Man but it's so much less expensive than Domino's that I can set aside its inferior crust and take gustatory delight that I am saving so much money that I could go to the porno theater TWICE with the money I save.

The 7-Eleven cashier doesn't even expect a tip. How cool is that?

Army: 2 deaths, 60 hospitalizations blamed on vaping oils

The U.S. Army is warning about the dangers of vaping synthetic cannabinoid oil after about 60 soldiers and Marines in North Carolina and 33 troops in Utah experienced serious medical problems in January. In a Monday public health alert, the U.S. Army Public Health Center said military personnel have suffered headaches, nausea, vomiting, palpitations, dilated pupils, dizziness, agitation and seizures.

All the symptoms are associated with synthetic cannabinoids. Two Marines have died in accidents blamed on synthetic cannabinoid-induced seizures.

"This problem has the potential to spread quickly across the Army," the alert said.

Army regulations ban the use of so-called CBD oil or any products derived from marijuana, so some soldiers are using synthetic replacement oil.

Here's one JUST for Ethanol-Fuelled: no one else! Got it?
If anyone other than Ethanol reads this, you've been warned.

http://fatpita.net/?i=11182

Vivo’s Xplay7 may be the first Android smartphone with 10GB of RAM

Sub it when it's no longer a rumor.

Previously: Samsung Announces 12Gb LPDDR4 DRAM, Could Enable Smartphones With 6 GB of RAM

I was getting my morning coffee from the coffee shop near my house this morning. It was a quiet morning, and one of the girls took my usual order. I asked her how her weekend was and she giggled and said it was great. When I asked what she did, she said she plays DOTA2. I said "Shut Up!" and let her know that I also played DOTA2 as an evil Techies player (the most hated hero in the game). We talked for another minute as she wrote her playertag and phone number on a little slip of paper.

I also went in for breakfast last weekend with my wife, her sister and her husband. I had grabbed a table that had just been vacated and she came over to wipe it off. I asked how she was and she just started talking. She told me about her previous employer and how she hated it, and how she is much happier now.

I'm really bad at telling if a girl likes me or not, but I'm pretty sure she was flirting with me. It it just seemed too giggly and awkward to be a normal conversation, but I guess you can never be sure. Anyways, her name is Annie.

She has, I assume, a sister that also works there. They look almost identical. They might be identical twins, although I think her sister is a couple years older. I have a hard time telling them apart, but I'm like 80% sure that that I talked to the same one over the weekend as I did today... It would be a little awkward if I called her by her sister's name.

Anyways, I think she likes me... Maybe. I don't want to fuck this up. I haven't had a chance like this in a long time.

I googled her playerid, nothing came up. I googled her phone number and I found a couple pages for an escort from 2014. The escort was supposedly 35 in 2014, and there was a picture of the escorts ass. There is no way Annie is 35, and the picture of the ass was too big for her. I'm thinking that she just got a used phone number.

Anyways, like I said, I don't get chances like this very often. What should I do?

UPDATE: I texted her yesterday and we ended up playing a game of DOTA together before bed. I was hoping to impress with my wicked DOTA skillz, but of course ended up having a shit game. Oh well. I think we are both pretty awkward, so even if there is interest (who knows?!), we could continue just having awkward interactions for the foreseeable future. If anything happens, I'll post it here.

If there is no future update on Annie, assume I'm a pussy and nothing happened.

Russia's Navalny detained as protesters point to poll fraud threat

Russian presidential elections: Navalny freed after day of protests

A Pakistani man who became a Humanist and renounced Islam sought political asylum in the UK. His application was refused. From The Guardian:

Walayat, who has lived in the UK since 2011, said he had received death threats from members of his family and community in Pakistan after integrating into secular British life, forming a relationship with a non-Muslim partner and refusing to conform to the expectations of conservative Islam.

In true British pub quiz fashion, the Home Office tested his claim to be a Humanist by asking if he knew the names of any Greek philosophers who were humanistic.

When tested on his knowledge of humanism, Walayat gave a “basic definition” but could not identify “any famous Greek philosophers who were humanistic”

The last pub quiz I was at, the question master was adamant that Apollo 14 was the last manned mission to the Moon... I see the Home Office takes things as seriously.

Walayat joined the Humanists UK organisation in August, but said he had believed in the basic principles of humanism from childhood.

Now more than 120 leading philosophers have signed a letter asking the Home Secretary to reconsider the man's case since "Knowledge of Plato and Aristotle is not a reliable test for whether someone is a humanist.”

Sometimes I despair.

I think I won it today. I managed to single-handedly fend off the communist and socialist hordes with logic and reason, only garnering a very few disagreements remotely based in reason and none that could not be refuted.

I'm done with that article now though. I can't be spending all day educating the ignorant. That and it's nap time.