Was gonna say, dude has no hair; his body is just a rectangle. Headbanging, I’ll give it a maybe.
Was gonna say, dude has no hair; his body is just a rectangle. Headbanging, I’ll give it a maybe.
My kids are young and so it’s just a given they’re going to smudge my shit. One day…
Your memory is certainly better than mine. I’m happy enough to have drawn a link between the two. My visits to Maddox’s site coincided with the beginnings of my experimentation phase, so I appreciate anything that made it out the other side.
Despite how we might perceive Maddox in the modern day, the site was such a good representation of what the Internet looked like then. That was what content looked like.
I always end up feeling nostalgic when I talk about it.
I’ll never forget the Astro Glide story.
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.
There was just some assumption that the knowledge was somehow inherent, like the RF from cellphones entered the womb and taught them how to troubleshoot their PC.
Just letting the climate do the work.
I terrify my wife. When she comes home I hide next to the fridge and I say “BOO!” and I get her just about every time. Then I hug my kids and finish making dinner.
Your pity party here is a self-fulfilling prophecy and screams white knight and all that. You can do better, get out of your head.
I may have missed it in this article, though I believe I read elsewhere, that she got busted down one rank and that’s it. I know military in general is having retention and recruitment issues, but to me this is more than just a busting down offense. That the senior enlisted on a ship would so nonchalantly disregard OPSEC demonstrates either a clear lack of understanding, or worse, something more nefarious.
We saw a naval officer relieved of command for having the scope backwards on his rifle. This, to me, rises to a much higher level.
It’s the Goldilocks of atars, just right.
What about options? I don’t want an apartment. I have a modest home on less than a quarter acre of property. My neighbor’s house is 16ft from mine. Some people have bigger. Some people like apartments. Just options, you know? Or should everyone need to live in sense, urban areas? And I say this, the town I live in has about 5500 people/square mile, which is pretty dense. If I drive 10m south it’s farms. There’s a real variety.
The whole one solution fits all, my way or the highway (pun intended) ethos that is rampant on Lemmy is exactly why their goals won’t be met. Refusal to compromise and blatant hostility will be met with much of the same, but hey, if I’m out here calling people with cars retards, I’m doing my part!
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?
For some reason, none of that registered. I’m just used to knowing the format, I guess. I’ll do better next time.
Ha, very much the same. The number of games I own is far greater than the number of games I’ve played. And like our universe, those two numbers will continue to grow apart in perpetuity.
Excellent fucking work, wow. This was like 2002-2003, around there, and so we’re twp-plus decades back here. Keep doing whatever you’re doing, it’s working.
I’ll edit too: I may have attributed some negativity to Maddox (although I think he was a self-proclaimed asshole), but Tucker Max is the one who for sure went a bit off the deep end, I recall he ended up writing a book. Pretty much just frat guy personified.