Talk about your day thread

[bodysnatcher]

It was a tasting menu... a bunch of small nothings

Fuuuck that.

Tasting menus are the new tapas, just more expensive. Absolute ruse.

[dimejinky99]

Still a better choice than Gerry Adams

Didn’t want to labour the point
But press play

https://www.instagram.com/reel/C0mjouhI ... M5NmIwOQ==

[Jorge]

Sitting in an airplane waiting to take off and there are screaming babies to my left as well as behind me

Always feel bad for the parents. At least it's a short flight

[Jorge]

It was a tasting menu... a bunch of small nothings

Fuuuck that.

Tasting menus are the new tapas, just more expensive. Absolute ruse.

I've had some good experiences but this was so mediocre

[epilogue]

It was a tasting menu... a bunch of small nothings

Fuuuck that.

Tasting menus are the new tapas, just more expensive. Absolute ruse.

[Rangi Guy]

Sitting in an airplane waiting to take off and there are screaming babies to my left as well as behind me

Always feel bad for the parents. At least it's a short flight

I remember taking my daughter on her first international flight - ended up standing in the aisle most of the flight rocking her as whenever I stopped she'd start crying/screaming. Felt like a long flight

[dpupenya]

On a flight from Cabo my at the time infant daughter was having a hard time and bawling. I had a European lady turn around and tell me people with young children should stay home. I verbalized a piece of my mind before a flight attendant separated us

[doug rr]

sitting in the airport lounge at 6am waiting to get home..eating turkey sausage and eggs with a cocktail

[Jorge]

My sister's YouTube channel has been a huge success for the short amount of time she's been doing it, so now we're taking the next step and opening a Patreon. Trying to think of the different perks for various tiers. Looking at how other similar channels do it and wondering how some of these people sleep at night, but I guess their audiences are willing to pay ridiculous amounts

[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.

[Rangi Guy]

Five years sober

[pepperwhiteMFC]

That’s not easy to do, Trag. Well, done buddy.

[Monkey_Driven]

Tremendous. Nice work, Trag.

[Ello Sailor]

Good shit, Trag.

[tommy]

Congratulations Trag

[spike]

sitting in the airport lounge at 6am waiting to get home..eating turkey sausage and eggs with a cocktail

Star Alliance? Is the heat working yet?

[VinylGuy]

Five years sober

Fuck yeah ! Congrats bud

I just arrive to the beach I’ll be here for a few days.

[96583UP]

Five years sober

Congrats

[wease]

Good job trag. Proud of you

[Jorge]

Five years sober

How do you feel?