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Yeah, I saw that video waay back when they first made it, but didn't think you guys would "get" it so I didn't post it up.

And it's still surprisingly difficult to buy ukulele strings. What gives?

My mother in-law bought the kids a ukulele for some reason. Kelly green.

I fucking hate that thing. Someday I'm gonna accidentally sit on it.

Bigshankhank wrote:Yeah, I saw that video waay back when they first made it, but didn't think you guys would "get" it so I didn't post it up.

LOL!

Sisyphus wrote:My mother in-law bought the kids a ukulele for some reason. Kelly green.

I fucking hate that thing. Someday I'm gonna accidentally sit on it.

Actually on our honeymoon, my wife and I took a ukelele lesson, it was surprisingly easy to learn. Well, the one song we learned I should say, don't start calling me ukelelegeek or anything.

I am way too tired to understand how we got to talking about Ukuleles. All I know is that I fucking love mine, and plan to get two more: a tenor for drop G tuning, and a baritone.

Also, this guy:

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All of that being said, in the hands of a little kid, I would probably find a way to "accidentally" sit on it, too.

http://portland.craigslist.org/mlt/bik/2903352292.html

"Hipster-ass Hipster Bike for Hipsters."

My friend Janette plays the ukelele.... and she looks darn cute doin it.


If yer in the Bay Area, maybe she'll whip it out and play for ya...

http://www.charcoalmellowedboys.com/

And what about this asshole?
http://www.theonion.com/articles/succes ... 3ye,27597/
I hate that guy.

Just some of the crap in my back yard.


And I drive a Volvo, and I play the ukulele, and I have a scraggly beardface. If I wasn't such a fat old bastard I'd probably be wearing skinny jeans.
Ever see a fat guy in skinny jeans? It's just horrible.

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Better skinny jeans than those silly raver pants kids were wearing in the 90s

We just hate people who make us feel old and fat.

Just get off my lawn, OK?

One wonders when the hipsters will notice that being a hipster, striving to be hip, is in and of itself un-hip.
Some will, undoubtedly, realize that being truly hip is thus unachievable for those who have to try to be hip and will, consequently, either fade into regular society or commit suicide.
Others will do their darndest to seem un-hip yet cool, I foresee a return of pomade and leather jackets here.
Lastly, there will be the ones who make the realization but, rather than any of the previous options, will strive for their hipness even harder. Not because they don't get the meaning of the realization, but who will consider someone trying hard to be hip is so un-hip, so uncool by definition, that he in turn is turned hip again by the new rules introduced. Meta hip, if you like.
These meta-hipsters will, of course, accuse one another constantly of not trying hard enough, of not getting it of, gasp, being hip.

Meanwhile, Stephen Hawking has become as cool as can be. What're the odds?

"You can't buy style (or cool/hip)..... you either have it or you don't" - me

Bigshankhank wrote:Meanwhile, Stephen Hawking has become as cool as can be. What're the odds?

The man figured out how our universe began. Mathematically figured out what philosophers and spiritualists failed to do over many millenia. He lifted the skirts of the universe and peeped at it's undies.
He's got a disease that medical experts said and still say should have killed him decades ago, but is still very much alive, spitting in the face of the universe while, at the same time looking at it's unmentionables.
Anyone who can spit in the face of those whose skirts they are peering under at the same time is cool by definition. So I'd say the odds were 1.

OK, well said and I understand what you are saying but

DerGolgo wrote: So I'd say the odds were 1.

you're not much of a gambler, are you?

Bigshankhank wrote:OK, well said and I understand what you are saying but

DerGolgo wrote: So I'd say the odds were 1.

you're not much of a gambler, are you?

No.
The way they taught stochastic maths at uni, probabilities are expressed as a single number. Fifty/fifty would be 0.5, absolute and utter certainty would be 1.
Coincidentally, I believe one way of expressing the odds is by putting a : between the numbers that express the likelihood. Like 2:1. : is also used in mathematical notation when you want to express a division without bothering to draw a line and writing above and below that. So 1:1 = 1
QED

i can handle the uke, but if your skinny jean, fixie riding, empanada eating, PBR drinking ass breaks out an accordion . . . . I'm going to give you a squeeze box enema with the keys and buttons for your pleasure.

Fucking hate that instrument.... i fucking hate it!

ok, back to your regularly scheduled rant about how different people are all the same . . blah blah

I like empanadas and accordions..... but not at the same time

goose wrote:i can handle the uke, but if your skinny jean, fixie riding, empanada eating, PBR drinking ass breaks out an accordion . . . . I'm going to give you a squeeze box enema with the keys and buttons for your pleasure.

Fucking hate that instrument.... i fucking hate it!

ok, back to your regularly scheduled rant about how different people are all the same . . blah blah

That's ok, Weird Al doesn't like you, either.

Bigshankhank wrote:

goose wrote:i can handle the uke, but if your skinny jean, fixie riding, empanada eating, PBR drinking ass breaks out an accordion . . . . I'm going to give you a squeeze box enema with the keys and buttons for your pleasure.

Fucking hate that instrument.... i fucking hate it!

ok, back to your regularly scheduled rant about how different people are all the same . . blah blah

That's ok, Weird Al doesn't like you, either.

Or Astor Piazzola, or Flaco Jimenez, or...

Sisyphus wrote:My mother in-law bought the kids a ukulele for some reason.

I believe that one of the most violent acts you can commit against a person is giving that person's children a musical instrument. Kazoos are assault, drum kits are attempted murder.

I got my kids a harmonica. Self immolation.

Zim wrote:I got my kids a harmonica. Self immolation.

Dude, harmonicas rock. My great uncle was a harmonica player in a bluegrass band and taught me a few chords when I was little. I really wish I had kept at that instrument.

Good thing I sold my accordion.

Bigshankhank wrote:

Zim wrote:I got my kids a harmonica. Self immolation.

Dude, harmonicas rock. My great uncle was a harmonica player in a bluegrass band and taught me a few chords when I was little. I really wish I had kept at that instrument.

Harmonicas can rock. Just not in the hands of a 3 year old with no musical ability or self control. She ain't no Popper. I've heard more soothing, melodious tones from a Klaxon.