The last time I flipped a coin, I got half my face melted off, and now I have this overwhelming desire to stick it to rich people. One annoying dude in particular.

In fact asking dad to buy new headphones could be a way to transition into that conversation.

“Hey, dad, will you buy me these?”

“Um…why?”

“11 and 6 dad. I need them for 11 and 6. Y’all ain’t subtle.”

And daddy never sleeps at night.

Keep it in your pants, Janeway. 😂

Cats that have cats for pets? Or are the ones on all fours the children of the species?

“Tommy is growing up so fast. Before you know it he’ll be walking on his hind legs and singing Primus songs.”

• Ahhhh-oooooo-ga!
• turkey call
• the Star Trek door swish
• windchimes

Hm, I guess dealing with parental quirks tilted me the other way. I feel now like I want to be perpetually 20, but I had a chronically depressed single/divorced mom and an alcoholic dad (I’m pretty sure he was self medicating for his undiagnosed ADHD, and have come to terms with all that went on). So yeah, I parented my parents.

Looks like someone tried to get at the last of the guac in the bottom of the tupperware.

930 was so awesome. It still is kinda awesome, but it was special back then too (and I know I didn’t get to witness their true heyday in the old building). Once they opened the Anthem though, I feel 930 drifted more indie.

“The Stokes? The best band of the past five years. The lowlight was the warmup act–Jimmy Falon of Saturday Night Live”

-2002 christmas letter

Lolol

Also, I was out on the Mall with them for fireworks.

Ask him if he could trust you again if you deleted your tiktok and IG accounts. And then delete them.

Or if you don’t wish to do that, and want to keep making money from followers, then your guy is saying that’s his boundary to protect his heart.

You can’t control what your followers will send to you. If he’s not ok with that, then your choice seems to be him or the extra money, but not both. That sucks and it hurts, but it also means that having both was never really a possibility.

Who doesn’t love going to the aquarium? But now I also really want to go with a opossum wearing a backpack.

Way back when (before spellcheck I guess) we were forced to fill notebooks with spelling words, written many, many times a la Bart Simpson’s chalkboard punishment in the show intro. I still have phantom hand cramping from spelling homework.

That’s such a great idea!

You might be able to apply for an account online and not have to go in, unless you just want to meander through their not-book- things available to check out.

My library has a lovely assortment of things. Anything from camping gear to ghost hunting “equipment” like a spirit box or emf meter. My city doesn’t have a fully outfitted maker lab tho, but I am eligible for an account at the neighboring city that does have a kickass maker lab (3d printers, laser engravers, sewing and embroidery machines, Cricuts, and even a professional recording studio).

Definitely some kind of stone bulwark at the cave entrance to keep out the bears and prehistoric cheetahs.

You’re pretty fly

There are plenty of use cases that don’t involve it needing to recite accurate facts.

I used it to help write copy for my website, to write proposals, and to help with rephrasing when I can’t think of the most diplomatic way to say a thing.

He actually cared about us. Our wellbeing, our professional growth. He didn’t get too stressed about things. He was forever asking for help with his phone or Word or Excel, but it was so adorable when he decided he wanted to learn to do a thing and just wanted our watchful eye to give him confidence. He in turn built our confidence. He had our backs. He was the best boss I ever had. When I was given staff to look out for, it’s him who I tried to emulate. He passed last month, and the service is next month. I’m looking forward to seeing the old gang again even under sad circumstances.

She was legendary for sure, but in a chaotic narcissistic way, sometimes negatively, but not always. She did us alright this time though.