I’ve never met anyone who retired to the middle of nowhere who wasn’t back near a city within 5 years because someone’s health took a turn. That includes my mother who dreamed of living in a small coast town all her life an did so after retiring, but my step-father’s diagnosis of parkinson’s cut that short.
At this point I’m referring to all Lemmy meme storms as beans.
Not poopin’? That’s a bean.
Moths? That’s a bean.
Beans? Oh you better believe that’s a bean.
Many years ago when we finally sunset out first generation servers, we took them out to a gun range and let the support department have the first shots.
You could take a stab at figuring out what happened to Amalia Earhart, who DB Cooper was, or why Big Foot doesn’t eat at Burger King (but loves Dairy Queen). The big questions of our time.
Years ago I used to sign up for free samples of things (found on a freebees sub) using the name Freema Balczak, because then I’d know if one of them sold my info… but mostly for shits and giggles.
In 1975 Barry Manilow wrote the songs that made the whole world sing, the songs of love and special things.
What is the night before a due date for if not starting the project?
Once upon a time there were two types of Dairy Queens. Some were just ice cream, but the ones called “Dairy Queen Braizer” sold hot food too. Eventually they all sold hot food.
Spicy food never had an effect on my stomach until one day in my late 30’s. Now there’s a fuzzy threshold where I’m OK, but there’s a limit. A whole serving of my favorite bulgogi is always too much.
Not names, just adjectives.
They’re even the right colors for my 6.5lb spotted lady and 14lb orange torpedo
It was a joke. I feel like we’re all living Brazil 2.
Holy crap! I just got used to thinking that its been over a year since the blackout… but that shocking realization was a year ago now. Thanks, everyone!
Wait, those weren’t made as a prop for Brazil 2?
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We were born into a system that requires that we make money if we want to participate. Hopefully the means of doing so has at least some desirability beyond that, even if only “this line of effort seems interesting enough that I wont constantly fantasize about stepping in front of a fast moving bus, and thus ruining its driver’s money making obligation too.”
It all becomes normal after a while but I still stress about the things that could take it away. Treefalls during big storms and fire hazards and places where people might trip and gutter overflows and was that a carpenter ant and and and.
A now, ten years later, we’re doing some minor remodeling and a lot of those money stresses and fears of the unknown are coming back.
My state just made self-serve gas a thing so I got an electric. If I’m going to have to fuel up my own car, I’ll do it in my carport.
I use my post/comment history (and saves) as a way to know what threads to go check in on later. And I get a kick out of seeing a lot of upvotes and dislike seeing anything in negative territory. But I don’t have votes in mind when I post.
Special relativity describes that as the light cone - if you flash a light somewhere in the universe, how much of the universe will see it.