Fuck the bullies, learn to cook the few basic foods you love, and see if the love of cooking grabs you.
Or don’t, I am certainly not trying to bully you into doing something you dread. I just get a ton of satisfaction from trying new things now that I am older and give less fucks.
I wish I snapped pics of the calzones I made yesterday. They weren’t perfect but tasty and my wife loved em.
I saw it in the theater and loved it then. Still do.
Maybe he was slurring ‘train engineer’.
Warrior.
I seem to want to protect and defend things. Plus I am big and strong.
I’m a little bit rogue though, as I tend to overlook rules if it gets the job done.
And mage? I am bright but terrible at book learning and arcane sigils.
There was a terrible standup bit that I loved. I believe it was from An Evening at the Improv.
Guy is doing a bad private eye shtick: “Either this man was stabbed to death with a spoon, or his entire body is breaking out in little smiles.”
I have searched online for the clip for literally over a decade, and I know this because I searched once a few years ago and found… myself asking the exact same question on a forum a decade earlier.
Man, I am so glad my eye doctor told me it wasn’t worth it rather than just taking the money!
The answer is that Lasik isn’t a cure-all.
I had the same experience. My vision was getting kinda bad and I wanted Lasik. I went to an eye doctor, and while I am farsighted in the left eye, the right is 20/20.
Lasik would fix the farsightedness, but having that in one eye is an asset for driving. So now I have driving glasses and won’t worry about Lasik.
Better Call Sol.
It’s existence led to this Mr. Show skit.
And I am sorry to say this, but Mustmayostardayonnaise Lincoln was a Jan 6th rioter. (I secretly love having used that brand new sentence.)
That was the upset in the timeline that somehow delayed or prevented the Bell Riots.
They’re all doubleplusgood.
I used to wait at the bus stop in the winter at 6am when it was still pitch black out.
It would be light before the bus got there and dark again within two hours of getting home.
This was in Minneapolis, but I lived in the south side while going to a specialized program at North High, the other side of the city, so it wasn’t typical.
New campaign in my D&D world.
700 years ago the moon fell and devastated the land.
This island in particular almost split in two entirely, and a minor god died in the process of saving it.
Now the characters are sent on a mission to prevent a war by destroying one side of the land. In the process they may uncover how they are being used, by who, what really happened back then, who the god was, and the real danger to the lands.
Or they can just do what they were told and blow stuff up… except one character is a secret agent hoping to destroy the other side if it comes to that.
That means they aren’t very valuable even in recycling. Starbucks would not ignore a potentially reliable revenue stream.
I’m tired of all the non-fascists bitching about the non-purity of other non-fascists.
We are supposed to be allies. If we can’t work together, we deserve to lose.
Since headlines can’t identify individuals anymore for some reason…
“Marshan Camese, who goes by Nola tha Progressive on TikTok…”
ALL OF THAT, JUST FOR A SAFE CAREER IN ACTING?!
I’d also like a pony, while I’m dreaming.
Calvin & Hobbes reference appreciated.
I looked it up out of curiosity, and in 2024, New York City provided 1.35 trillion of the state’s 2.3 trillion dollar GDP.
Spiritualists conducting scam seances in 1850s Boston, the Fox sisters. Their scam was done by “knocking noises” that were generated by the sisters cracking joints or even just tapping on the table or floor.
The circles they traveled in included Quakers, suffragettes, high society, and financiers. (Some of their early seances centered on stock market predictions, and made them a good deal of money.)
I just love that intersection of societies coming together to be scammed by some pretty bright women, in a really interesting time in our national history. Strict religious beliefs in a marriage with new age free thought.
I have kind of wanted to write a book centered on that time but never found a good hook.
My grandmother was an eventual product of that generation in Boston. Very equal rights for women while in a weird religious sect, Christian Science, founded by feminist Mary Baker Eddy.