He does that, though. I mean, let's be honest: he's salty at the best of times. Today? Today he has an overflowing honeybucket of well-deserved salt-making. Boy needs some space. He just doesn't particularly care how he shows it. That, and I think he knows he's everyone's token black friend and that's a shitty thing to have to be all the time.
But either way, not too surprising that he quit. Normally, he rages a bit more, tells everyone that's been super supportive of him and his art/endeavors how much the suck and that they're fucking idiots and then quits. So, he's getting better at it, at least.he's everyone's token black friend
Yeah, but he's not here. He was my friend. There was no qualifier.
If his opinion differs from yours, and he is truly your friend, you should take him a bit more seriously. The "token black friend" comment is not necessarily about your opinion of the context of your relationship to him, but also how he (with his just as valid opinion as yours) views your relationship. He did not point out you in any of his comments about particular users, so I don't understand why you're being so dismissive.
In the past, I forget which account of his, there were lots of "fuck Hubski and Hubski is "x"," and I am a hubskier. So yes, I was mentioned. As were you. Right now, I don't have time to navel gaze about this. I would have, and did the first time he quit. This is the third or fourth time now. Talented guy though. Great writer/artist. I'm grateful for his time here, particularly in the 8bit days.
Americans of Hubski, I know I'm starting to sound like a broken record here and I know not a lot of people appreciate it when I get touchy feely, so I'll just say this one more time and then stop. I know a lot of you are upset. But this is still your country, this is still your home. Everyone, without exception, should be considered your friends, families, and neighbors and they are deserving of your love and support. Easy times or hard, we need to be here for each other. So please, for sake of decency and friendship, be neighborly. No matter how you feel right now, please know I love you all.
Thanks! I've made a bit more progress on my painting. More work needed on atmosphere. I do wish we didn't have to sacrifice action on climate change as a result of these political convulsions. We can correct for many political errors, but we cannot correct for that material one.
I started getting sick on Sunday and it peaked last night so on top of the fuckery happening in the election, I already felt horrible. So there's that. I looked hot af on Saturday though, at least. And I almost stole a kitten
well the first one is real... it's fox from lithuania that my parents brought back on a trip through the sad jew sites of europe... I don't wear it very often obviously haha
no worries :) no direct connection. i was invited as a guest of a boyfriend of a friend.
thank you! i got it here in kosovo. the ladies who fit me spoke no english and i spoke no albanian so there was quite a bit of charades involved in getting it fit that's Winston and his current foster parents tried so hard to get me to take him. i seriously considered it.
Fuckin' 2003. Release date Dec 1. That was six months after "Mission Accomplished" and right about the time we started going house-to-house in Samarra. I campaigned to fuck for Kerry. Sat there watching the results roll in, incredulously. Felt real similar. Four years later I was surrounded by cheering minorities at a supermarket in North Hollywood. This too shall pass.
In 2004 a guy nobody had heard of was talking about running a 50 state campaign for President to push for building the D party and work on taking back statehouses. Then the Dean Scream, pushed by some of the DNC by the way, killed the Deaniac movement. I did not even bother watching the 2004 returns. In 2006 I was in a ball room with 50-60 computers and monitors, over 300 people, a newly elected Democratic Congressman, all of watching all 435 congressional elections, cheering like a demented teenager at one of the early Beatles gigs. 2008 I was all "HOLY SHIT THAT JUST HAPPENED." The DNC has now fucked me over so many times that I think I need to demand some cuddle in the afterglow.
I've been using Hubski as both an outlet for my thoughts and as an engine of improvement. It's been tough to do lately. Either I'm growing increasingly bitter or the Hubskifolk's been growing bitter about me. I don't know. This place is full of amazing people, and I just can't connect with either of you (barring one).
It's not about Hubski itself. I just feel more and more like people don't want me and/or that I don't belong here. I've had a few clashes out of the blue with some people here recently, which has just pushed the idea forward. No doubt that at least partly it's my inferiority complex speaking: I've been having bouts of that lately. I barely have a positive interaction with anybody on the website (IRC is different). Most of the stuff I brought to the table was original content, and I feel like I've been persecuted for doing that lately. Can't find it in me to write something else, then.
Hard to believe today is the same day I got up at 3:30 and saw the headlines and it seemed like a new world. Thought of mk during a brief layover in Detroit, trying to read expressions of Red state residents watching airport TV. The gate agents asked if we would be coming back. Then we were in a real new world. And immediately felt the refreshing absence of East Coast uptightness. People walk around in a light rain and nod and greet strangers. The flight attendant announced that the local time is "Who cares." No one rushing since we got through customs. Now CNN is showing protest crowds around the White House, where flagamuffin and I passed during a meetup last Saturday. No photos so maybe not official, but we thought thenewgreen would want to know.
Thanks for letting me know about your and flagamuffin‘s meetup. Sorry it took me 4 years to say so :)
Stayed up too late to watch Trumps speech. I made a bet with three of my neighbors, prior to the first GOP debate and told them that Trump would be the president. They all choose Clinton. I knew that the US was easily marketed to and that Trump is an expert marketer. I knew that after 8 years, the pendulum tends to swing in the other direction, I knew that on the right, there was a Bush and on the Left a Clinton. Nobody wanted either of those names. I knew he could say whatever he wanted and that nobody else running would or could. I knew that he knew that if he said something enough times, regardless of it's validity or lack thereof, it would become "truth" to an uneducated electorate. I knew that people wanted to believe that their way of life, their manufacturing jobs, their jobs in coal country could be preserved. I wish I had been wrong. I always knew I wasn't though. This sucks.
Positives: I have another day and a half to spend with my boyfriend, it was my birthday yesterday, and I have a lot to be thankful for. Negatives: the obvious. Not directly related, but I am thinking of moving to Portland to live with my boyfriend and his family. I've been feeling very isolated here, and some of my best friends live a short train ride away from Portland. I haven't really set down my roots here yet - no permanent job, no lease, no gigs lined up. I think, all things being equal, if I am going to be washing dishes and playing in bars, I would rather do it while living with someone I love. The good thing is, I found out that: a. I like living in a city and b. I like Chicago and would be happy coming back here at some point. I already have plane tickets booked home for 11/20, I think I am going to spend the next week or so shipping my stuff back.
I have less than 50 pages left in Helter Skelter (which crocks in at over 600 and which I've managed to plow through like a mad person in the past 10 days). That's exciting! Now I've read two whole books back to back, viciously, viscously, whatever. I'm hoping to tack on a third to this reading streak. I have a copy of Charles Porter's A Dog of the South which someone on Hubski recommended, broadly, a dog's (heh) age ago. Who was it? Was it you? Speak up. I am slowly falling behind on being ahead in my Rolling Stones coursera, but I plan to make up on that today. Geez it's been a busy several few weeks and it kind of sucks. I am looking forward to having the whole day to myself today. I have also signed up for History of Rock, so I need to start on that. Today I have thankfully, few few few meetings, and while I have work to do that I will do, I'm going to get it done when I get it done, whether that's inside or out of my "regular working hours" or no. First thing this morning, though, I'm going to finish the shit out of Helter Skelter. In about 50 days I'll be moving in with my girlfriend. It's been a long time since I've lived with a significant otter and I'd argue it was a terrible decision when I did it before. My ears are open, Hubski: what's your advice on living with someone y'also love? Is there any? I would be delighted, enchanted, and tickled to hear your thoughts. I WOULD ALSO APPRECIATE ANY CONVERSATION THAT ISN'T ABOUT POLITICS BECAUSE SERIOUSLY WE ALL GET IT, THANKS. My Facebook feed is literally destroyed right now to the point where, why bother checking? It's ad nauseum and I need a cereal serious break.
Communicate. Be honest. Listen. Allow yourselves to have small arguments to prevent them from becoming big arguments. Your living space no longer belongs to either of you as individuals exclusively. It now belongs to you as a couple. Live in it with consideration for yourself as an individual, for your SO as an individual, and for the both of you as a couple. All three share equal importance. If this becomes a serious, long term relationship, you're gonna piss each other off. You're gonna get bored with each other. You're gonna be ridiculously happy with each other. You're gonna scare each other. This is part of being in a relationship. This is part of sharing your life with someone. Embrace it all, because more often than not, even when it doesn't seem like it, all of those feelings come from a very strong, very good place in your heart. Have fun.Hubski: what's your advice on living with someone y'also love? Is there any? I would be delighted, enchanted, and tickled to hear your thoughts.
Be ready and willing to be wrong, put yourself in their shoes first, and recognize that apologies are brave. get out of the habit of "Hey do you want to see my" and replace it with "Hey can I show you my." Pay close attention to her pet peeves and respect them militantly. You might think it's silly that the toilet paper must go one direction. Doesn't matter. The important part is the "must." Try to leave everything cleaner than you found it. Listening and commiserating counts more than problem solving. The time to talk about chores or money or anything else is when you're both calm and happy, not as a double-down over who didn't do the dishes. Remember that thinking, feeling people fight and the fight is rarely about what the fight's about. Let the fight happen, get it out, and then work to get back to happy again. Most people process disputes about society amongst society. This is everyone asking for a "I'm not crazy, right?" gutcheck. Sure - maybe you don't want to hear it. I've noticed that your preferred method of processing is "ignore it." So ignore it. Doesn't mean the rest of us have to. You're literally complaining that Facebook is not suitably entertaining you today and c'mon. You're better than that.My ears are open, Hubski: what's your advice on living with someone y'also love?
I WOULD ALSO APPRECIATE ANY CONVERSATION THAT ISN'T ABOUT POLITICS BECAUSE SERIOUSLY WE ALL GET IT, THANKS.
You don't need any advice. Living with someone you love isn't something you have to figure out any sort of trick to navigate. It's how you figure out if you're actually compatible. It's a means not an end. If you can't live together it's not a failure but a realization imo.My ears are open, Hubski: what's your advice on living with someone y'also love? Is there any? I would be delighted, enchanted, and tickled to hear your thoughts.
Have you acquired any more Rollling Stones albums? I never really got into them, but one or two albums show up in my modest collection. Let It Bleed and maybe one more.
I have not! I have only about 5 or 6 left of the studio albums (prior to 1990 - I do not think I even want 97's "Bridges to Babylon" or 05's "A Bigger Bang" - 89's "Steel Wheels" coming in as a major "iffy"). Remnant are: Album #: 1. The Rolling Stones (US/UK) 2. 12 x 5 (US only) 5. December's Children(1) 6. Aftermath(1) 13. It's Only Rock'n'Roll (1) : These albums I have seen around often enough to infer they are easy to grab but not, perhaps, in the price range I would prefer to pay.
More accurate to say it's our generation's Goldwater. I had a dream that I was on the horrible show (ran into a girl from there two days ago on the lot; I said "congratulations on not being in Georgia for Season 2!" and she laughed ran up and gave me a big hug) where the budget had been cut to the point where they decided that randomly chosen crew members had to be on-camera contestants so before I could put on my ENG rig I had to do 15 pullups to beat everyone else and when I lost they sat me down for an interview and I tried to guess exactly the right thing to say so they couldn't say I was non-responsive but the editors wouldn't bother using any of it and then when I got back to my car I ended up with a sound cart that I had to haul into work and they said "no, we're going over there, all the way to the oval office" and there was Trump at his most orange and Mark Cuban was holding a mic out to him that turned everyone's voices into farts. So I said "fuck this shit, we'll survive" and walked off the set and I woke up and I was holding my wife and fuck this shit, we'll survive. On the flight back up to Seattle I ended up hanging out with three climate scientists on their way to a conference in Tasmania. They'll survive, too. It may be a while before they get back to Tasmania, though.
When I first joined Hubski, I had my suspicions you were Tom Robbins. The voice I heard while reading that last bit about the climate scientists reaffirms them.
My personal favorite novel of his is Jitterbug Perfume. It came into my life around the time I started learning about eastern thought in healthcare, which ties in with that book's themes nicely. I would recommend either that one, Skinny Legs and All, or Still Life with Woodpecker. They all showcase that wacky Robbins wordplay at its best, and poke fun at some aspects of our culture many people accept without much questioning. Let me know if you decide to read any of his stuff! I'm currently making my way through his autobiography, among others. I'm a three-topics-at-once kind of reader.
Nixon started the EPA. This being a modern Nixon would be slightly optimistic in my book.
My next half marathon is Sunday. I feel really good, and the weather should be great. Quite cool, so I'll be uncomfortable waiting for the start. But once we're going I'll be glad to be lightly dressed. Shorts, long sleeve shirt and running hat is the plan. I forget if I told Hubski this, but I bought a satellite tracker/communicator. It lets me stay in contact when hiking alone in backcountry. It's pretty neat.
My exam on Monday went shite. Everyone did terrible from what I've heard so that might save my ass but I'm not at all sure. I've been up since 5:50AM, I tried to go to sleep after seeing that graph but I just couldn't. Now I'm tired and can't study. Fuck this day, I'm just gonna make myself some pancakes and watch Westworld. I've heard it's good.
I generally dismiss all hype surrounding big shows / movies / series / games. It's never been a good indicator for me - I couldn't get through Breaking Bad or Stranger Things or Suits despite the hype. Usually recommendations by specific sources / friends are needed for me to actually read, watch or listen to something. Westworld was on my radar but it was this video essay on Anthony Hopkins that actually got me to give it a try. I just watched episode one and I am definitely intrigued - they can take this concept in interesting directions, I think. I'll let you know.
Hey Hubski, I am still there, lurking now and then but not in the loop anymore. I have to say, europeans, at least my surroundings are pretty shocked about what has happened but it makes them also have a look around them. With the changes in France, Poland, Hungary, Italy, Turkey and the UK it seems like we should not only worry about the states but also about europe. In germany, the AfD party got many votes during the past local elections and is expected to do pretty good on the elections next year. I wonder what went wrong in the past few years that it was possible. I keep having the feeling that I am in a dream that is not particularly fun and doubting reality. We will see what happens I guess. So, hello again :)
Girlfriend is bedridden. She is shellshocked. We are both incredibly scared. This is a dark day for the world.
i spent all yesterday in bed too. i'm only standing today because of migraine medicine.
In other news... I made hollandaise sauce yesterday for the first time. I've never even had it. My wife likes it, so I thought I'd surprise her with a nice breakfast. It tasted pretty good even if I do say so myself.... but the consistency was a LOT thicker than what I've seen at restaurants. yesterday hollandaise... tomorrow? (probably freezer pizza... but hey)
The stuff you get a restaurants comes as a powder in a shiny silver bag 95% of the time (even in many nice restaurants). Make it a few times so you can compare it to yourself. I used to have to make quarts of real hollandaise at a place years ago, it's a real chore. It's harder to achieve a good consistency with small batches, which is what the home cook normally makes.
That is certainly what this home cook made. Still - it was something new and fancy to try. Also - the small batch wasn't too much of a chore - I mean sure, whisking and whisking and whisking... But nothing like a quart - just enough to serve over some poached eggs and country diced potatoes and spinach.which is what the home cook normally makes.
Hi Hubski determinedkid please start a new story about how the town of Hubski was created in the wilds of Canada. In fact, we could make it a cumulative story where we all contribute a paragraph. Wasn't there an endlessly long story once thenewgreen involving a coyote or something? I think insomniasexx and I eventually put the story to rest. Anyway, while it's the end of the world as we know it, this too shall pass I imagine. We must press onward on our own journeys and move in the direction of goodness. Remember as the rabbis said, "“You are not obligated to complete the work, but neither are you free to desist from it.” We do need to have a shared sense of what the work is. Many people say that it is to remove inequality. Others say that we are here to grow in wisdom and learn to love better. Perhaps those two are the same thing.
I would love to live in Vancouver, but it's too damn expensive. Where would you suggest that is temperate and beautiful, with great restaurants/culture and is easy to travel in and out of?
Thought I was an okay person heading into this week and now I don't know anymore. Feels like things are going to get worse before they get better. Making a list of changes to make to myself and things to to try or try to learn and what needs to happen because the past few days I've been at a pretty good low as far as self-esteem goes and I'm spiraling.
In light of recent events, I would just like to say that it's refreshing that there is a community like Hubski on the Internet. You people are great.
Nobody gets to say they are surprised, or they can't believe this has happened. We had plenty of warning. Moderate politics has really taken a beating, because for most people life has not improved since the economic crisis. So they look for alternatives. Trump is one. A very bad one, but an alternative... Bernie would have been another one. But that's in the past. I hope you're all OK. Hugs from the United Kingdom.
Woke up to a few texts from some good friends who are leaving the country in the next few months. It sounds kind of weird to say, but that's that I guess. I'll definitely miss their company, on the bright side it now gives me a reason to visit other places. Not much else has been going on lately. In a very weird limbo right now while looking for a full-time job.
Fuck everyone on that leaving the country noise. I'm gonna stay and fight. I'm an American, and I want that to mean something worth being proud of. Emotionally charged decisions are almost always terrible with devastating long term consequences. Getting sick of you punk ass liberal whiny children. I lived through Nixon, you punks. fiteme.
While I feel the same way and with Puerto Rico on the line I have an even deeper interest to fight the good fight, one of them is Muslim and actually endured a serious hate crime during the election, and the other well they seem to just be what you described.
I would move to Canada with y'all to escape this #trumpsterfire (shame that tag didn't get more use), but I promised myself I wouldn't move anywhere colder than Kansas since it's only October and I'm already too cold. Looks like the Netherlands is vaguely the same climate-wise, any Dutch Hubskiers want to take in an American refugee? Will program for food and housing ;) On a more serious note, I'm probably not going to bail just yet. In fact, I'll take it a step further and say that I hope I'm proven wrong about Trump and the GOP who has control over the House and Senate. I hope he and his party make this country great (though I'm withholding the word 'again') somehow, even though I have no reason to expect them to. Is that wishful thinking? Me going numb to avoid the pain? Is there a difference?
Well, it looks like our honeymoon may be significantly longer, after last night's election results. I cashed in the 401k and put it into Euros, so its value doesn't tank along with the dollar. (Come on Germany... I'm betting on you, here...) We've got four friends who have relocated to Canada as recently as last week, and we are making plans with them. Other possibilities we are looking into include Sweden and Croatia. Got my shotgun back from the shop today, and started carrying a concealed weapon again. (Damnit.) I am truly scared. The absolute worst parts of American society have just been validated. Shit is going to get real ugly, and I hope we can get out of the country before it happens. Every single thing I have spent my life working on, was repudiated last night. I no longer belong here.
I hope Justin will speed up on changing our fptp system here in Canada after what happened yesterday. He did promise to do it ... In other news, bought an old volk gti today. I don't really care but my boyfriend likes the engine and it looks better than our old vagon. I'm also gonna be learning how to knit today
Here's the aforementioned list. Feels like I'm missing the mark.
I'm down to once or twice a week right now, and continuing on with physical therapy...things are getting a lot better biomechanically! But not even close to my goal of 5x a week.
I've finally managed to slog through the third chapter in Capital. Took a while, as I kept putting it down and then coming back only to realize I'd left it alone for too long to successfully pick back up in the middle of the chapter. I hear the going gets easier from here on, though. We've also managed to find a pretty sweet 2 bedroom apartment And it's not in Johnson County! Bicycling to work won't really be an option any more, as it'd be a 70mi commute by bike (which is 30 more than by highway). So a scooter might be in my future. Or maybe a small motorcycle? I wouldn't be taking it on the highway, whichever I choose. But outside of getting to work, my life just got loads more pedestrian and bicycle friendly. I'm really stoked to not live in a place where the handful of pedestrians that do exist cross to the other side of the street to avoid the possibility of a half second of eye contact.
Highways are substantially less dangerous than city streets. Highways rarely intersect with traffic, there are no driveways, and all traffic is moving in one direction. From a systems standpoint the dynamics of highway travel are substantially less complex than city riding. Those signs will kill you, by the way. They generally mean "there is no bike lane here and there never will be and traffic is free to roar around you and then do sketchy shit."
I agree with regards to city vs highway traffic. What do you call the bit of pavement that USED to be the highway but isn't anymore because something more direct and faster was dynamited into existence? Here in the land of soybeans and deer, I'd much rather do 55/45 mph on the lightly populated county roads than 75/80 on the highway. I'm sure taking defensive riding classes will influence that opinion, but that's where I am right now. Bike lanes will kill you. They hit a critical amount of mileage denoted, and do sketchy shit becomes the default reaction in any area where there aren't bike lanes. Once that happens, I've still got to get to the bank that's located down the arterial. People are going to whiz past me regardless, and I'd rather that they do it next to a sign that says "3 FEET PASSING". I'm mostly excited to be moving back to a location where the daily ridership is non nil. A comparatively high share of cyclists and pedestrians has more perks than drawbacks for me.Highways are substantially less dangerous than city streets. Highways rarely intersect with traffic, there are no driveways, and all traffic is moving in one direction. From a systems standpoint the dynamics of highway travel are substantially less complex than city riding.
Those signs will kill you, by the way. They generally mean "there is no bike lane here and there never will be and traffic is free to roar around you and then do sketchy shit."
Couldn't disagree more. I'm over 2500 miles in the past six months on separated path, bike lane, sidewalk and street and aside from the sidewalks in el barrio, the "may use full lane" part of the world is the scariest by far. I've been closer to death on those passages than anywhere else. As far as "country roads" it depends a lot on the country road. Around where I was in LA, those "country roads" are world-renowned.
The Greater KC Metro area has one of the highest ratios of highway miles per person in the nation (over 1 mile per 1000 people iirc), which has to be shaping driving habits around here. At the very least, I'm riding with drivers are less pissed off that I'm in the way because the infrastructure is more than able to absorb the maneuvers needed to pass if I have had to take the lane.