Last I heard water had flooded the first floor entirely. Their power went out about six hours ago. They’re in their 80s and stubborn as hell. Hopefully I’ll get an update from them tomorrow. Parents. sigh
Thank you for posting this, it was an excellent read and helped put words to some vague notions I was feeling.
No, no, no…Death is…not. Death isn't. You take my meaning. Death is the ultimate negative. Not being. You can't not-be on a boat.
(Apropos user name!)
I’m an extrovert. That’s not the problem. This is social bullying. Please don’t frame this as “extrovert” behavior. This is reprehensible social interaction. As an extrovert I would NEVER talk about personal experiences at work. I would NEVER ask anyone to participate in my conversations unless they clearly wanted to. Stop conflating extroversion with bullying.
Yes, air dicking is one thing, but have you seen his sick accordion skills?
I think it’s more of a mushroom, but point taken.
Same game here…with other added catch phrases. I was hating life this morning. But did you know they sell margaritas in a box with a spigot? Like box wine. I didn’t before last night. Dangerous…
“Hell in a Handbasket” was the theme song at my most recent birthday party! Yay! You clearly have excellent taste!!!
This artist is a friend of mine, and you should definitely check out this if you liked that:
Seeing the texture of brushstrokes adds so much depth too.
More of a spy novel series, but the Charlie Muffin books by Brian Freemantle.
This one weird trick can help you exploit a beaver's natural instincts.
There’s a really cool set of experiments that have been done around this. It seems it’s the sound that compels them to build.