This morning I awoke with the following idea for a campaign issue:

People over the age of 65 who can should retire to create opportunities for the generations that followed them.

No notes.

And don’t be ashamed about it. Don’t advertise it, but also don’t hide it. It’s 2024 and we’re allowed to ask for help.

Yeah, it’s about projecting confidence when you want something and you’re intimidated by it.

It gets mighty expensive.

I had the biggest crush on a coworker, but I stick to this rule like it’s oxygen. I waited to ask her out until after we stopped working together. To my surprise, she said yes.

Shit, I was able to get my GED to get in to college, didn’t complete, and get a job at one of the biggest tech companies on a prestigious project without completing either. But I was self taught and lived and breathed tech stuff to get there at 29 while the people with CS degrees were getting there at 22, so there’s a downside. But it’s just a piece of paper.

As a person with cats, I prefer anything but black because their hair is highly visible. But sometimes you gotta settle with what’s available.

Concept of a joke.

Looks interesting. Marked it for exploration. Too many cool projects to explore and not enough time!

I only got around to blocking subs that are in other languages in the last couple of months. I should have done so sooner.

Two. And one of those was Blog Oklahoma cause I was tired of seeing their submissions and didn’t wanna block the community. I think blocking should be reserved for people who are obvious trolls only. I like to drink from the firehose.

Drink from the firehose.

Well goddamn, you’re right. I’m amazed.

thanks to my husband

It’s all my husband’s fault that I want to curse my child with a shitty name. How they go through life doesn’t matter to me. They’re my creation, and what I want is all that matters.

What the actual fuck. Just name your kid Paisley if you don’t care about their experience after they leave your body. Whether kids know who Jessica Simpson is or not, you’re giving your kid a stupid name. They will correctly hate you for it.

If it was me (which it was), I’d set a reminder and then every time I got a notification, I’d push it off until later. Also, I’d hate my(past)self for making the commitment to have to deal with the notifications.

Oh, great point that I’ll add to as I have battled insomnia all my life. If possible, develop a rigid sleep cycle where you get up at the same time every day and go to bed at the same time every night. Set an alarm and get up to it even if you have the day off. This helps me to a great degree. Once the pattern is set you can drop the alarm on days off because you’ll likely still wake up fairly early out of habit (I usually wake up at the time when the alarm would have been or an hour after and feel quite refreshed doing it this way).

Limit time spent online. Stop viewing the news. Improve the foods you’re eating, if you can. Exercise. Go to a nice spot in nature, if your location allows, and appreciate natural beauty. Every day, think of one thing for which you are grateful.

To not procrastinate.

Go to a jewelry shop and ask for advice. If they’re any good at their job, they field tons of customers just like you and make recommendations based on what you tell them about your partner and maybe a photo.

Or guns.