My kids are young and so it’s just a given they’re going to smudge my shit. One day…
My kids are young and so it’s just a given they’re going to smudge my shit. One day…
Publicly shun people. You’re a rule breaker? You’ve been shunned by society and people who associate with you will be known associates of the shunned.
I’m in Jersey (New), and while we attended Catholic services, we weren’t exactly religious, and nor were my neighbors and the town in general. Perhaps it was regional. I have heard of this, just didn’t experience it. My parents also let a little bit of Satan into their lives sometimes too, as anyone who was in their 20s in the '80s did.
That blows, because we’re similar age, I’m born in '87, and I look back fondly at the freedom I had as a kid. It’s a bit how I intend to model my parenting around, although it’s hard to escape modern times in my mind sometimes. But my kids will wander around the neighborhood alone (in a couple of years, still too young), get dirty, stay out til the sun goes down, that kind of thing, with the caveat of not bothering people and their properties. Probably easier said than done on my part, we shall see.
It’s the Goldilocks of atars, just right.
This thread has me questioning my propensity for empathy. I never for a minute imagined, outside of folks with medical issues, that it was a problem. This has me interested. If I were a scientist and not just some guy, I’d study it.
As a kid, I had difficulty, as kids tend to. One day, as others have mentioned, it clicked, and sometimes I have several pills in there at once; e.g., Mucinex 12h, two Sudafed, two ibuprofen is a common combination on the rare occasion I’m sick.
As a kid, I recall practicing on Kraft Deluxe Mac n cheese, swallowing without chewing, and I think, from there, it just kind of developed. So load up on Kraft Deluxe, folks, cheese up that esophagus.
And these goddamn pharma companies putting binders and shit in so you can’t medically boof em.
Why fly a kite when you can just pop a pill?
When I worked at Barnes&Noble as a teen (~2007-2008), my coworker and I would just whip gift cards around at each other. Was a good three months.
Yeah, I get a letter in the mail like once a week because some fucking company lost it accidentally, and their penance is sending apology letters.
So yeah, monitor your credit, I guess. Just sucks when it’s credit karma or the like who lose your info.
Smedley Butler was a great American.
40 degrees is ridiculous. Steep slopes, people! NJ is pretty strict about that shit, although Alpine does what they want (because money, as I’m sure you can attest). People on top of hill don’t care about the impacts of erosion and groundwater at the bottom of the hill.
My wife and I tried this. First book we did was Blood Meridian. We stopped.
I didn’t have a lot of sense when I was younger, but I had enough to not get a bike. I liked vroom vroom very much. I now drive 2018 Legacy, as befits my dad status.
I’d never heard that point and it’s really interesting. I drive around the part of NJ that is close to NY, Bergen, Essex, Hudson Counties, and sometimes it’s a straight up stop sign at the edge of a highway. And the problem is, there’s no other way to go, I’m not cutting through a residential area or nothing, this is me coming from the turnpike onto Rt. 9 or something, massive thoroughfares with insane volumes. And you just do commit and that’s it. Terrible design, but with the light you’ve shown on it, I can understand it a bit better.
Driving stick, I would do this all the time. In fact, I’d do it in the left lane, which I would never do, but for the fact all of the lanes are just constant stop and go. I’d leave massive buffers, 20-30 cars, and just cruise 5-10mph, and never stop. I just don’t understand why anyone wants to use their brakes at all, I hate using my brakes. I’d rather just coast in perpetuity than feel inertia in any direction.
It’s a little of column a and a little of column b. When I’m driving and some absolute piece of garbage is riding directly next to the car to their right, I equate them to a blood clot, which is funny, because they also make me feel like having an aneurysm. I also don’t forgive the driver on the right, because they are more than capable of allowing a space for other drivers to pass.
The absolute lack of awareness on the road is startling. I swear to God, people are looking through straws and their neck doesn’t move.
Building extra lanes, though, does not solve the problem.
I got the sarcasm here, but I think your reply really drove it home for anyone who missed it.
This is the only dividing line that matters, everything else is secondary.
Was gonna say, dude has no hair; his body is just a rectangle. Headbanging, I’ll give it a maybe.