#dontberidiculous

[johndibiase]

Yesterday was a childhood dream come true! Ha. Took the fam to @steelcitycomiccon to meet @bronsonpinchot and @marklinnbaker of Perfect Strangers! All 3 of us still love that show and it was just so great to meet them — they both signed my original drawing of them that I did a few years ago too 🤗 #perfectstrangers #marklinnbaker #bronsonpinchot #cousins #balki #balkibartokomous #larryappleton #cousins #prismacolor #art #artist #artwork #gallery #steelcitycomiccon #dontberidiculous #draw #artistsoninstagram #drawing #worldofpencils #freehand #80s #instaart #inspiration #portrait #pencildrawing #sketch #fanart #steelcitycon #artistic #jjdart https://www.instagram.com/p/ChShURvuIHp/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[stack]

Did Balki Bartokomus get raptured? #dontberidiculous https://www.instagram.com/p/CZQesJepmHF/?utm_medium=tumblr

[punkecodavid]

🎵Si je m'aime pas, si je t'aime pas, ça sert à quoi? À quoi bon les honneurs et la gloire Si je m'aime pas, si je t'aime pas, ça rime à quoi? Sans amour nos vies sont dérisoires J'aurais beau plaire et conquérir la terre J'aurais beau être un Don Juan J'aurais beau faire la plus belle carrière J'aurais beau être important🎵 #memories #lesfrangines #donnezmoi #touristphotography #urbanphotography #milwaukee #wisconsin #milwaukeeriverwalk #prepandemia #souvenirs #popfrancaise #europop #withoutloveourlivesareridiculous #dontberidiculous #travelmemories https://www.instagram.com/p/CElfiQtAPJA/?igshid=1k0c7lt7y0xvp

[leftoversfromtheleftovers]

The Leftovers #302: ‘Don’t Be Ridiculous’ Artwork

In this episode we dig deep into Nora Durst, her grief and her identity. How much lost could she handle? How could she not go insane? Is she 'Nora Kurst'? Can she ever overcome her grief and does she really want to?. Nora is always in this dichotomy of wanting to overcome her lost but at the same time she doesn't want to ever forget it. Every time she thinks she finally did it, grief hunts her in a form of a toy shovel or as a great technology conspiracy. It will be really interesting to see how she became Sarah, how she did it or why?.

En este episodio escarbamos profundo en Nora Durst, su duelo, su identidad. ¿Cuánta pérdida puede manejar? ¿Cómo no volverse loca? ¿A caso está maldita?¿Podrá alguna vez superar su duelo y realmente quiere hacerlo?. Nora siempre es esta dicotomía de quere superar la perdida y al mismo tiempo no olvidar. Cada vez que piensa que superó esto, el duelo la acecha y persigue en la forma de una palita de juguete o en una gran conspiración tecnológica. Será interesante ver como se convierte en Sarah, como lo hizo y por qué?

Designed by Pablo M. Acuña a.k.a. Quiet Wanderer

http://www.watchingtheleftovers.com/blog/illustrating-the-leftovers-the-book-of-kevin

more at: leftoversfromtheleftovers.tumblr.com

[kristsune]

The first week of Valheim was a bunch of fun, filled with much silliness. Some of that includes: CW for Rachel trundling around in the background, local branch of the world tree, keeel, dontberidiculous, Grim Grundle, ITS A PAPIST PLOT, is a lean-to a house?, oh you love it!, Ben’s crying cupboard, gender indulgence, Tim “pronounces” Naruto, Tim Deer ASMR, 8foot vertical neeps... and tatties, Not A Benjamin, Tim is Very Much a Nice Person (So is Ben), Old Man Ben Yells at Streamers. 

art by erebusodora 

[farpointtoys]

One of Penelope's favorite 80s shows: Perfect Strangers aired for the first time on this date in 1986! Did you know that the original pilot for the show featured @louieanderson as "Cousin Lou"? 🐑🐏🐑🐏🐑🐏 #perfectstrangers #mypos #bronsonpinchot #marklinnbaker #dontberidiculous #fromretrotorightnow #farpointtoys #80stv #tv #tvshows #vintagetv

[alphagirl813]

Last year at this exact time, I was pissed off but determined to make 2017 better than the year before. And luckily I did it!! On a whim I got my nails done black with a gold line through it to “Focus on the goals ahead and let the bullshit fade to black” and holy shit does that perfectly describe my year!!! So this year I decided to paint them white with gold dots, to let light surround me and gain the rewards of my hard work big and small. Not a superstition person but it freaked me out a week ago when I realized my nails told the story of my year. So why not try it again?! 🤷🏿‍♀️ #HereWeGo #2018goals #RingingInTheNewYear #Yearofthenails #Didthenailtellmyfuture #dontberidiculous #butmaybe #Crushed2017

[kristenm1030]

#theleftovers @the_leftovers_hbo #justintheroux @justintheroux #marklinnbaker #perfectstrangers #dontberidiculous #theleftoversfinalseason #sweatpants #justintherouxsweatpants

[djhektech-blog]

#perfectstrangers #dontberidiculous (at Arizona State Line)

[johndibiase]

Here’s the finished scan of my Perfect Strangers Balki and Larry freehand colored pencil and marker drawing. 😊 prints are available in my Etsy shop! #perfectstrangers #marklinnbaker #bronsonpinchot #cousins #balki #balkibartokomous #larryappleton #cousins #prismacolor #art #artist #artwork #gallery #hulu #dontberidiculous #draw #artistsoninstagram #drawing #worldofpencils #freehand #80s #instaart #inspiration #portrait #pencildrawing #sketch #fanart #workinprogress #artistic #jjdart

[beardyallen]

Bad news, guys...

Alright, so I’ve decided that, seeing as I’ll be visiting W-Town and the Great Wall again in May (when it will be waaaaay prettier), I’ll just do a post about it then.

Suffice it to say, it was a dope trip.

HOWEVER!!!!! I’ll tell y’all about my time since. The major highlight since the W-Town trip was obviously St. Patrick’s Day. I was somewhat nervous, given that most of the people I’ve met here probably wouldn’t want to celebrate the way that my family (which is way better at St. Patrick’s Day than your family, thank-you-very-much) celebrate.

There were no green alligators or long-necked geese, and that bleeding pub didn’t catch fire. Certainly not 12 times!! I suppose I still saw the same number of unicorns as usual, but I think I would have had bigger problems if there more.

My plan for that day was to make it to Paddy O’Shea’s Pub, the Irish pub of Beijing, by 12pm on the 17th. As it turns out, the Pub had started their St. Patrick’s Day celebration on the 16th because they knew some people wouldn’t want to be completely hungover for work the next day.

For me, though, 12pm on the 17th seemed a perfect time to start as it would be 12am on the morning of my grandmother’s would-be 91st birthday. I could go on and on about how wonderful that woman was, and how big of an impact she had on me, but I’ll just say this: she was a good Bud. I’m obviously incredibly thankful for this teaching opportunity, but I’m struggling with being okay about missing out on St. Patrick’s Day in Northern Michigan this year. At least I was there last year and for Christmas and the New Year. That will have to be enough.

Anyway, I went with ML, S and another neighbor L, none of whom have ever truly celebrated St. Patrick’s Day like an American, let alone a Sylvain, but they were open to trying. And I was the one leading the group, which I still think is strange as I thought I was the least capable of the 4 of us at guiding a group through this very Chinese city. Fortunately, that compass in my brain works just as well on this side of the world as it does state-side.

Oh, and I looked damn fine, if I do say so myself!

We were a tad late to Paddy O’Shea’s, but the beer came quickly enough, and it tasted almost as good as it would have at the Side Door Saloon.

I didn’t take a picture of the bangers and mash that I ordered, but I couldn’t have been more pleased.

One major difference between celebrating here versus back in the States: there were people born and raised in Ireland celebrating with us! And there was a really cute bartender from just outside Dublin that came to serve beer just for that evening...

OH! On the Wednesday before, one of my students asked if I was going to wear a green hat when I celebrated, and the rest of the room laughed. I didn’t get the joke, commented that I’d for sure wear my green tie but that I didn’t own a green hat. After inquiring about the hat, they shared that, in China, wearing a green hat sort of sends the message that you’re a cuckold. 

I would later find out the “historical basis” for this strange cultural faux pas: during the Warring States Era in China, there was a famous political icon who I was known to wear a green hat. Apparently he was a big deal, and he always wore a green hat. And then his wife cheated on him, so now a green hat means what it means. That’s it. That’s the whole story. It happened to one dude who happened to wear a green hat, and now it’s this huge thing that college students laugh about. *shrug*

Anyway, back to Paddy O’Shea’s. The bar itself was more “authentic” than I have grown to expect. I’ll probably pass the time in that pub a few more times before my time here is up. One of the key advantages is that it has a fully functioning website, which is something I’ve learned not to take for granted anymore. When I was searching in the days prior for a place to celebrate, I had stumbled across another bar: Molly Malone’s. Do not (I REPEAT: DO NOT) visit the website for Molly Malone’s. Especially at work. With the door open. When anybody and their mother could walk by.

The website, the one that the location on Google Maps and every other map app links you to, looks like a mid ‘90′s website with a few notable images. I’ll describe it for you to the best of my memory: the background is all black, all of the text is placed in little white rectangles, all of which span the middle 40% of the site and fit jigsaw-like to form one large rectangle of questionable links. The font itself is in a variety of cheap styles and bright, neon colors. Flashing text, coloring-changing text. The works. Again: it looked like a mid ‘90′s website. But not just any mid ‘90′s website.

A mid ‘90′s website with vulgar images that would make a 12 year old blush and fidget uncomfortably in their seat. I repeat again: do not visit this site! WHY IS THIS THE OFFICIAL SITE FOR THE WEBSITE?

And when I found out that, not only is this bar a real place that happens to be near a few foreign embassies and it is reportedly not-too-difficult to find a “lady of the night” in its vicinity, I wasn’t surprised? Why is it that those two pieces of information just “fit together?”

*sigh*

Paddy O’Shea’s, in contrast, is an upstanding establishment. And though they had started their party the day before and kept it going all night, the place was still in remarkably good shape, all things considered. Most of the seating was filled when we arrived, but by the time I left around 8pm (I’m completely guessing here; I have no idea what time it was), all of the standing room was occupied.

ML and S seemed quite gungho about having an Irish Car Bomb, while L was shocked that anyone would use such a phrase to describe a beverage. Unfortunately, ML had some grading to get back to, so they left before we ordered one, but not before some rando came by and spray-dyed my beard and S’s hair green.

The dude in the middle isn’t the guy that did the coloring; just another “victim.”

Not too long after, my officemate showed up; it was comforting to have someone there who had a decent grasp on the holiday!

The non-Americans left soon thereafter, but AL and I kept ourselves sufficiently “entertained.” His friend P was also meeting us! She don’t think she’s ever really celebrated St. Patrick’s Day either, but she joined AL and myself in our one and only Irish Car Bomb of the day. Kudos to her!

AL and I chatted the next day and confided that we were both a bit more pissed than we thought...

NR also came out to join us, but she didn’t arrive until after P was getting hungry. Although why she didn’t seem interested in bangers and mash, I have no idea. When AL and P left, P made sure to leave me with some chaperones, a group of ex-pats from several other countries who P had joined for a shot of Fireball. For some reason. P was terrified at the idea of leaving me alone at a bar in Beijing. As if anything could go wrong?! I was with my people!

Anyway, I chatted up a nice girl from Texas, mostly about teaching because what else do I talk about nowadays, and NR finally showed. The good sport that she is, she joined me for another beer, and then we left to find food elsewhere. The place was getting to be a bit to much; she had just arrived, my voice was on it’s way out, and her’s would have joined it not too long after.

As it turns out, there was a place just around the corner that specialized in Peking Duck, something that AL and I were both quite curious to try thanks to KFC’s interesting spin on it...

But again: my beard was green. And I wouldn’t say that I was loaded, but there were at least four rounds in my six-shooter, if you catch my meaning. And this restaurant was niiiiiiiiceeee!!! There were 4 different people who helped us before we got to our table: one took our reservation, another led us to the stairs, a third took us up the stairs, and a fourth led us the last 10 feet to our table.

In hindsight, I was worried that it was just the way-too-many-beers-prior-to-entering-this-establishment that made watching this guy slice the duck so fascinating, but NR mentioned the followed day that she found the experience just as captivating.

Also, I’ve never been one for bathroom selfies...but when (drunk) in Rome (and by Rome, I mean a restaurant that I have no business being in), you do as Romans do. (Fun fact: Roman’s invented selfies. #themoreyouknow #notfakenews #youhearditherefirst)

#romansdidntinventselfies #dontberidiculous #leavetheridiculousnesstomeandmygreenbeard

Seriously. This dude was awesome. I wish we had more footage...Guess you’ll just have to go there for yourself!

We also ordered several other dishes, all of which were amazing. Some shrimp, some part of a lamb, I think. All of it was good. Like everything else I’ve had in China!

All in all, the weekend was dope, the week after was less-so, and the coming weekends will be amazing. My students had their first exam this week, and on Tuesday I ordered an American cheeseburger and a Budweiser from a western-style restaurant just to see if it holds up out here. It was...so-so. Last night, I joined a couple friends for a drink at a bar called “Lush;” apparently it was open-mic night. One of the guys I was with was hoping for an environment more conducive to idle chit-chat amongst the group, so we ended up leaving after only one. I was displeased as I was having a great time. Guess I’ll just have to wander back out that way on my own sometime.

The plan for Sunday was to visit the Forbidden City, but I guess they ran out of tickets, so we’ll find something else to do. Will post after that. The weekend after is a Craft Beer festival that several of the faculty here will be visiting. I’m pumped.

OH! And I think I’ll be visiting Shanghai at the end of April! I didn’t know this, but apparently Shanghai was all grassland like 50 years ago! (This, according to one of the guys last night. Feel free to fact-check this.)

It’s going to be an interesting couple of weeks...

If only I could get my sleep schedule back on track. This whole “falling asleep at 4am and waking up at Noon” business is getting ridiculous. I blame my teaching schedule. #ishouldntcomplainbecauseimteachinginchina

Sláinte,

BeardyAllen

P.S. I’m super pumped for Shazam! And the End Game trailers are driving me up a wall...

[dirtyhippyh0b0]

"weren't you just here last week??How much do you draw??" "... ALOT"

@staedtleritalia @staedtler #dontberidiculous #artsupplies

https://www.instagram.com/reel/CY_k-6gL9oa/?utm_medium=share_sheet

[robotindisguise]

Has this been done already? I hope not

[alybongo]

Always been a fervent hater of sports and exercise (except for yoga, I'm a white girl after all), but thanks to these cats Muay Thai has grabbed me. These are crazy times we live in, who knows what's next? Booze free? #dontberidiculous #muaythai #femaleboxer

[simonnemarie-blog]

When you come home to find this. Thanks @nicolev7382 #werk #mondays #adulting #family #justforlaughs #dontberidiculous #istillloveher to 💀. 👯❤️

[marchon30]

@Regrann from @charlgambill - "I know we would like to blame the circumstances, spouse, friend, job, weather, kids, dog, location, finances, the devil, the universe .... But let's face it sometimes you need to step back and say. 'I think I am the epi centre of this drama, I think I threw the petrol on this fire. Maybe my hurt caused this hurt and maybe my chaos is the cause of this confusion. So today take the step back, breathe deeply and face the real problem. Dial down the drama, reign in the ridiculous and calm down the bad crazy. See how much better you will feel when you realize all the world is not mad or against you. It was just you were acting slightly mad and that's not working for you 😜. So have a 'I Admit it, forgive it, leave it Saturday' so you can have a 'I'm over it, love it, free it Sunday'. Life is too short for bad crazy, but hey I got all the time in the world for some good crazy so let's make sure we know the difference so we give out the right vibes👍" #dontberidiculous #goodcrazy #stepback #laughatyourselfyourcrazy #goodvibes #loveya😘 #Regrann via @instagram