Admit Something

[epilogue]

same

[tree_]

It was a good one. bsnatch is a funny guy. And he is clever sometimes.

[tommy]

Man, that's a really great post

[spike]

Average punning at best.

[tree_]

jealous much?

[Ello Sailor]

Spike gets so prickly when others receive compliments for their puns. Punning is his thing. It's a bit cute.

[96583UP]

i'm not actually gay

[96583UP]

usually

[doug rr]

burning man brought a smile and laugh to my face...

[bodysnatcher]

burning man brought a smile and laugh to my face...

Same.

[Peeps]

when john wick came out i thought....


all this over a puppy


now i totally get it

[Bammer]

Last night I saw this post on LinkedIn about a guy who needs a living liver transplant. Looked like a great dude, nice family. Due to the donor scoring mechanism, he’ll likely die without a living donor.

Started looking into it and this sense of selfless purpose took over. Within just a few minutes, I was SURE I would be the donor. Was confident my wife would support me, and that my employers would applaud my selflessness.

Began reading about the testing process to make sure you’re a match, and then I was into the insurance details. Goddammit, I was gonna save this guy’s life! And maybe I wouldn’t even tell anyone about it: the ultimate act of sobriety, doing something really kind for someone and expecting nothing in return.

Then I got to the part about the recuperation, and there’s no way my wife could be a solo parent while I’m in a hospital bed a couple states over for up to three weeks.

Quite the wild ride I had there for 20 minutes.

Halfway through this story I was certain you had bailed due to out of pocket, not-covered-by-insurance costs.

Try having twins.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[tree_]

Jingoist

Wow

[96583UP]

USA jingoism looking a lot more palatable these days compared to a lot of places

[tree_]

yeah if i'm gonna pick somewhere to be a jingo about, I'd say it'd probably have to be USA or Canada. Maybe Iceland. But i"m not very knowledgeable about geopolitics so wuddo i know

[spike]

yeah if i'm gonna pick somewhere to be a jingo about, I'd say it'd probably have to be USA or Canada. Maybe Iceland. But i"m not very knowledgeable about geopolitics so wuddo i know

Jingo Unbrained

[---]

I generally hate any US-jingoist ideology

big relief, had you pegged as a blood-and-soil nativist for so long

[epilogue]

Oof. Gotta cut to have someone proud to be certain you're off their team. Sorry, trag. But you're welcome at my Mojo Dojo Casa House any time.

[Bammer]

There are a few kids in my sons’ friend group that I legitimately hate. I’m talking about 7 year olds and I honestly do hate them as people. They are terrible.

That’s not actually a fair statement. My son’s aren’t friends with them. They have been on the same little league team several times so it’s a group that we interact with regularly. I’m friends with the parents, most of whom I genuinely like. But seriously FUCK these kids. I hate them.