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I still prefer the chocolate, but it seems if I were interested the chocolate/Sedna gold with the additional nerdy bragging rights and extra protection against magnetism, I have many choices.

Found the commercial I saw, it was an older ad, pre-chocolate -- I blame Omega -- they even have a watch with "> 15'000 Gauss" right in the name, but many of their watches can handle that much:

Nerdy bragging rights, largely.

Happy birthday, Al! (party favour noise)

Maybe in real life, but it has been an extremely rare occurrence between you and I, so: whatevs, I'll bow out, don't really care enough to argue with you. I'm happy for you, that you know so much about watches.

Okay, I didn't pursue what METAS certified meant when I read the article, but the pictures are literally different. Here's the one from your article, so all you need to do is scroll up, it's set to 10:08, which is within two minutes of 10:10, mine is set to 1:22 something? WTH, no watch advertiser sets it to that time (1:22). And mine is lying on the winder knob, whereas yours has the winder knob up in the air -- yours is obviously a superior picture of the watch, but it is not literally the same. Also, mine has lines of some sort -- it is literally very similar, yet different: Anyway...to my point: I will allow that the Planet Ocean may have been the watch advertised, but from my admittedly cursory google, all the "15,000 gauss" adspeak seemed to be describing the Seamaster Aqua Terra, and I will concede that it may have been describing the Seamaster Planet Ocean, thanks to your helpful input. I have yet to find the commercial. I was in a room where the television was on --- the soundtrack -- a very cool world/techno something with female voices -- caught my attention and made me look up and I caught the tail end (fnar fnar) of the commercial without catching the name of the watch. The two most memorable things were the looks of the thing -- smashing, dapper, stonkin', etc. -- and the ">15,000 Gauss" part, which I recognize from other ads now that I've searched them out. tl;dr: Cheers.

Someone needs to add the same picture of Hillary for the before and after shot. http://io9.gizmodo.com/5816396/the-story-of-dune-recreated-with-gummi-worms/

Yeah, but that's still a Seamaster Planet Ocean, I distinctly remember the verbage regarding immune to magnetic fields beyond 15,000 Gauss. EDIT: although that one you pointed out is really nice, too. I'm thinking it might be a rose gold variant of the Seamaster Aqua Terra, like the Coaxial or the Chronograph.

If I had a nickel for every time Steve heard that.

You know, even if she says yes, I'm going to need more'n that to get me to try it. I do not get the appeal. I'm not saying don't -- I've never seen it -- I'm saying I'm not their target audience.

Okay, then don't.

You should create a thai basil crawfish udon

I just saw a commercial for an Omega Seamaster Aqua Terra 150M -- immune to magnetic fields in excess of 15,000 Gauss. The one in the commercial didn't look like the one in the attached link, it looked more along the lines of the Seamaster Planet Ocean 600M "Chocolate" -- maybe I saw the end of a clip on that one and they started in on the next? I don't know. I'd wear that.

Daredevil Season 02 -- yeah, I didn't wait 'til the email, just started checking at 4a.m.

Arjen Schat -- ambient/electronica (varies by album), very Berlin school without being a Tangerine Dream ripoff

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O_o

Damn, that does sound Spartan. And it's almost like he was cleaning up before he went. Eerie. And yeah, you guys, when they discover my body partially eaten by cats or whatever, don't feel sorry for me, I've long since come to grips with the fact that I will die alone, but I am not lonely. Oh, and hey, at least I remembered to feed my cats...

Hell and Back -- this is hilarious. "Please remove all religious paraphernalia. If you're a priest or a nun, that's just really funny because you wasted your life. Enjoy your stay in hell, and remember, you're here for a reason or you're Jewish. Pick up after yourself, your mother doesn't live here, and if she does, she was a whore." "I got an idea for another great punishment. Imagine this...hot girl, she asks you out. She's like, 'hey, let's go do Bikram yoga.' You go, you do yoga. It's hot, it's sweaty, she looks fucking great." "She shows you every major flexibility that she has." "Sweaty in all the right places." "What do you call that one move? Dog down." "She can get her feet behind her ears." "She can put her legs behind her fucking neck and walk home on her ass." "She's making her body into the alphabet righ there on that yoga mat. A, B, C, D..." "And she's spelling out, 'fuck me'." "Of course she is!" "...while you're doing yoga, which sucks for you, but you're gonna do it because you're gonna get to fuck this hot girl after." "Oh I love that!" "End of the night, 'good night, I gotta go home.'" "What?!" I am laughing inordinately hard at this shit. "I can't believe you said the n-word!" "No, it's alright down here, I can say it down here." ...and... "Do you know what the hardest part of owning a cat is? Telling your parents that you're gay." Oh hey, that was kind of mean.