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@DrDebraSoh Is THAT why I'm always confused by people?

I feel kinda bad for Eggers bc he has bad plastic surgery blindness and he spends all this time on period detail without realizing that something else is breaking the viewer’s immersion

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@ChrisMartzWX I dunno I'm not really into pokemon or w/e that is.

Ünlü futbolcu Erling Haaland'ın taklidini yapan genç kız, sosyal medyada büyük ilgi gördü.

Don’t tell me about typos.

Mich Kenney @MKenneyPR

a day ago

behind every published book is a typo that made it through 1.5 million rounds of edits

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Growing up as a kid seeing my older cousin date tall student-athletes when she was young and seeing her boyfriends get progressively shorter and/or uglier as she aged was one of the most brutal blackpills I've ever had to witness in my life..

Dear Prof. Cox, If I have drunk, on average, 12 pints of bitter per week since 1980, what percentage of the observable universe’s total mass has passed through my penis?

Brian Cox @ProfBrianCox

12 hours ago

@WKCosmo I once calculated that the mass of the observable Universe, including the contribution from dark energy, is equivalent to 5 x 10^54 pints of bitter.

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Remembering Don S. Davis - Hammond of Texas My earliest memory of Don S. Davis is of a charming, bigger-than-life individual who greeted me with a hardy handshake and a boisterous “Hellooo, Jooooe! Welcome to Stargate!” on one of my very first days on set. This was back in season four, sometime between our second script (Window of Opportunity) and our third (Point of No Return). In those early years, Paul and I spent most of our days in our respective offices, writing, spinning or, in one inspired afternoon, creating the lyrics to the Stargate SG-1 theme. We were busy and, most important of all, we wanted to look busy. The last thing we needed was to be seen hanging around set, gawking at the actors when there were scripts to be written, brilliant ideas to be spun. But several weeks in, it became apparent to me that sitting alone in my office (or, occasionally, Paul’s office for a little variety) would inevitably drive me nuts – and the loss of my sanity would no doubt be reflected in the quality of my work. So I decided to start taking little walks. Pitch document or outline in hand, I would pace – up and down the corridors, in and around the building, and through the empty sets. Except for one afternoon when I inadvertently strolled onto an active set where they were setting up for the next shot. Realizing my error, I immediately turned on my heels, prepared to march right back out when Brad Wright spotted me and called me over. “Joe,”he said, “I’d like you to meet Don Davis. Don, Joe is one of our new writers.” Don, who’d been standing by, waiting for that next shot, threw me his trademark ear to ear grin, gave me a firm handshake and bellowed “Hellooo, Jooooe! Welcome to Stargate!” “Hellooo, Jooooe!” It was a greeting I’d come to associate with the man, a good-natured, self-deprecating southern gent who always had a story to tell but, more than anything, always wanted to hear how YOU were doing. “Hellooo, Jooooe! How’s that script coming along?”. “Hellooo Jooooe! How was lunch?” “Hellooo, Jooooe! How was your weekend?” Meeting actors for the first time can be a little daunting, especially for a newbie writer on his first big show, but Don’s down-home warmth and cordiality put me instantly at ease. And it was no different when he met the fans. I’ve seen convention-goers approach him with trepidation, perhaps fearful of overstepping their bounds and imposing upon him. But Don was never the type to be stand-offish or put himself on display. When you met Don, you weren’t meeting a t.v. star – you were meeting a regular guy. A regular, modest, kind-hearted guy who genuinely cared for his fans and the people he worked with. And, inevitably, those convention-goers who had, moments before, cautiously approached the man they knew as General Hammond would, moments later, be sitting, chatting and laughing, in conversation with good old Don. If there’s one thing I’ll always remember about the man, it was his willingness to put others before him. Back when Rick was reducing his workload to spend more time with his young daughter, and the writing department was scrambling to come up with in-story reasons for O’Neill’s off-world absences, Don came up to the offices and offered a solution. “Have Hammond step aside and let O’Neill be General,”he suggested. I was floored. Here was a guy, perfectly willing to walk away from a plum role as a regular on a hit series, just to (in his mind) make it easier on everyone else. Of course we thanked him for his kind offer, but we weren’t willing to let George Hammond go just yet. Ultimately, the decision was made for us when health issues curtailed Don’s involvement in the show. But even so, he continued to maintain a presence in the Stargate universe, popping up in occasional episodes and then in his final appearance in Stargate: Continuum. And every time he was on set, he would always make it a point to drop by the office to say hello. As the years wore on, I saw less and less of Don. Still, I’d run into him now and then and whenever I’d inquire about him, he was always upbeat. There was never a trace of bitterness or remorse that he was no longer a regular presence on the show. “I have no regrets,”he’d told me on more than one occasion. And, always: “I’m the luckiest man in the world.” It was a wild, fun-filled ride and, finally, it was time for the southern gent to settle back and enjoy his retirement. The last time I spoke to Don was when he called me up out of the blue after being tipped off that I’d mentioned him in a blog entry. In answering a fan who wanted to know why I didn’t keep in touch with Richard Dean Anderson, I responded: “We don’t talk a lot for the simple reason that he no longer works on the show. I don’t really talk to Don Davis that much and I love the guy. It’s nothing personal.” Less than twenty-four hours later, I got the call. “Ah luuv yoou tooo,“came that familiar low, Southern drawl. He‘d been tipped off to what I’d written and wanted to touch base. “It’s always great hearing from my fellow gourmand,”I’d written. “Apparently, 2007 was a busy year for him (which is great to hear), and he’s now enjoying some much-needed downtime." I'd expressed the hope that we would soon be able to get together for another culinary excursion. Sadly, that day would never come. In my many years at Stargate, I’ve worked with actors whose company I have greatly enjoyed, but only a few would I actually be bold enough to call my friends. And among those few was the magnanimous southern gent who used to greet me with that familiar “Hellooo, Joooe!”, the always affable Don S. Davis. He is truly missed. (One of my favorite pictures of Don I snapped of him, happily eating chocolate in my office.)

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All it took to expose WNBA players as hateful, racist, bigoted bullies was a couple of cute, straight white girls who can play. At least the mystery of low attendance and general disinterest has been solved.

@klara_sjo I'm going to skip the obvious joke about your assumptions because I'm better than that.

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If this happened in a book you'd roll your eyes in disbelief at how lazy the author was.

Collin Rugg @CollinRugg

14 hours ago

NEW: Murder suspect dies of a heart attack while dragging his girlfriend's body through the woods in Alabama. Daniel Robbins and Jessica Folds, a mother of three, were found dead in the woods of Lanett, Alabama. Deputies say they found a drag path and Folds with her hands above

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Have you ever been so focused on a scary or intense movie and some one taps you on the shoulder?

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I hate when this happens 😩

Billy Jean when she says that I am the one.

Josh RR Jokien @joshcarlosjosh

3 days ago

WITCH-KING: You fool. No man can kill me. ÉOWYN:

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