I've been kicking this thought around my mind for awhile now. Heavy is the head, Don. I like to think Obama took him aside the other day and reality checked his ass. I hope his health is as strong as his ego...
TIL I should not drink and post.
I hope she's right. Bernie's gonna need more than the white liberal hipster vote to have a chance in the primaries.“Watching social media after it happened, I came to realize what they were doing. A lot of people wrote in saying that it made them want to learn about Bernie Sanders,” she says. “They inadvertently had done their job—even if that wasn’t their aim.”
I didn't bother. Watched Birdman for the second time instead. Not trying to sound pretentious. I just figured I'd catch the "best" clips later. The GOP at this point is a joke I can't laugh at anymore. "Who are they possibly appealing to?" I desperately ask. I can get plenty drunk without their help.
I don't usually get up this early. This vitriol is just what I needed to wake me up. This is exactly why I moved to Google Play. I burned my $400 worth of iTunes to discs and never looked back. Shit system and terrible user interface.
Chiana and Zaán kitties! Ser D'Argo of Betta
Nothing but the last gasps of a dying breed. The pessimist plants do not flower here. Keep your pail full and your garden will thrive.
Don't take it too personally. I've seen it here and there too. At first I was pissed but Hubski is all ends of the spectrum. You can't please everybody.
Hubski mobile is beautiful. It's pretty much all I use.
Keep shoveling coal into the boiler guys and gals. It's Hubski's time to shine.
Man goes to doctor. Says he's depressed. Says life seems harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world where what lies ahead is vague and uncertain. Doctor says, "Treatment is simple. Great clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go and see him. That should pick you up." Man bursts into tears. Says, "But doctor... I am Pagliacci."
He was an old friend from high school. I knew he was weird going in but we'd already signed the lease when I noticed his Adderall habit. He popped at least three a day. He hardly ever slept and he didn't have a job thanks to his wealthy family. Big red flags. Not much to the story really. Worthless bastard couldn't even take out the trash let alone pay his share of the rent after spending all of daddy's money on uppers, so I told him to get lost and he snapped on me. He later said he just meant to scare me and he didn't think the knife was that sharp. I kicked him in the balls and drove myself to get stitches. Should of thrown him in jail but I settled with his parents for my bills, a year's lease and then some. Sorry fuck probably still lives in their basement.
Shaky Knees was awesome! Bonus new kitty!
I have to register just to waste my vote on this beautiful man.
Thanks for the vocabulary lesson. I may be a bluecollar junkie but I paid attention in history class. I know enough about the atrocities on both sides of the war to appreciate your lengthy dissection of how strategically they were carried out. They're still atrocities and you're right, tough shit that's war. Does that make my disgust with it meaningless? Your tone is elitist and insulting. You're obviously smarter than me but you don't have to be a dick about it.It's fashionable to know nothing about Dresden that you didn't read in Slaughterhouse Five but it's fucking insulting to pay passing lip service to the apocalyptic genocides perpetrated by every member of the Axis powers.
Not looking for a fight but that's a bit harsh no? I mean wasn't the bombing of Dresden completely pointless strategically? The Holocaust notwithstanding, Dresden was just a needless butchery of civilians. I think, like Nagasaki, it was for lack of a better word overkill. I'm not a history scholar and I think you have a point, just unhappy with the tone. So it goes.
I've got a USB turntable I screw around with and three shelves worth of inherited vinyl. I enjoy the nostalgia of it. I feel a lot more warmth from the album art and the physical act of dropping the needle. It's a lot more personal than just downloading some bits. That said, I'm disgusted by a $50 copy of The Wall at Urban Outfitters. Fuck you guys. The last new vinyl I bought was a Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots because it's her favorite band and she wanted to get it signed. Anything else is money I don't have.
I'm strong enough for a man but made for a woman.
"What are you in for?" "Triple homicide. You?" "Grand Theft Lego." 0_O
I've never been homeless. I've spent a week in an alley and three months in a car but I have no idea how desperate it must feel to have no food or shelter, at the mercy of real citizens. I agree with cgod, they are not looking for companionship. Besides adopting them you cannot help the individual on a truly personal level. You are only opening yourself up to the con men. I very rarely turn a person asking for help down. If you're living on the street you have problems whether your own fault or not. I'll give you what I can to help, either a few dollars (I don't care what you spend it on) or more preferably, a meal from a nearby restaurant. If I tell you to piss off it's because you're a con man preying off my supposed guilt of this "privilege" the article mentions. Unless you're clearly challenged I have little sympathy for you. You will not be pushy and you will not treat me like a god with your false reverence because I'll see right through you. I am sorry The State has failed you but it's failing us all. Take this, it's all I can spare tonight and I hope I never see you again.
Thanks for taking the time to read it. I've seen a lot of material on this subject and most comes off as just AA bashing. This piece seems unbiased and quite thoughtful for the reasons you mentioned. I'm glad your friend got their life back together through the program. Having been down that road myself I believe rehabilitation and anonymous support go hand in hand. Help aside, it's mostly on the individual whether they succeed or not. People have different ideas of sobriety. My biggest issue with AA was the absolute stubborness of their mission. You will follow all these steps and you will go to meetings for the rest of your life or you will die! My other issue was the cliqueness of it. Many I met in the program treated it like high school. A popularity contest. God help you if you became romantically involved with one of them. I'd say half the people I knew seemed addicted to the program itself. That left a bad taste in my mouth. They had replaced one addiction with another. I guess it's better than drugging and drinking yourself to death but it's still a compulsion that rules you. I cleaned myself up, rebuilt the life I'd destroyed, and moved on. AA played a part, but doctors and medicine is what saved my life. Different strokes I guess. The biggest thing I learned was not to judge people. Whatever works for the ones you love.
"Don't you just love this song? No? Well tough shit here it is anyways! I'm just quirky like that!"
New car? Fuck that. Give me that bad boy. Throw in the girl and dog while you're at it.
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I'd like to wear my tinfoil hat for a moment. Does anyone else feel a vice closing in on this country? We've been in freefall since 9/11. The poor are getting poorer and the people in power don't care. I think they're watching Ferguson, and all unrests like it, very carefully. Taking notes. Every year just cranking the screws a wee bit tighter. Not some grand conspiracy, just letting us fight amongst ourselves. What are we going to do about that?
I love this challenge. I firmly believe that our greatest enemy is ourselves. Unfortunately when we're bad off those close to us suffer too. We rationalize our behavior towards them because we know they love us unconditionally whereas a stranger has no time for our crap. Wearing your heart on your sleeve is not always seen as a virtue. This is a serious commitment. For me the timing couldn't be better. Count me in.
A Confederacy Of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole. "Is my paranoia getting completely out of hand, or are you mongoloids really talking about me?"