Talk about your day thread

[spike]

That tree sacrificed itself in the name of climate change. One less car on the road today. Martyrdom.

[macphisto]

Plot twist: It was an EV.

[spike]

There will always be civilian casualties.

[BurtReynolds]

Will you frame their suffering as some sort of Nietzschian plight of the foolish?

The ubermensch wouldn't have been so stupid as to park under a mostly dead tree.

Their self hating and self destructive ressentiment clearly led them to this.

[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.

[dad]

Will you frame their suffering as some sort of Nietzschian plight of the foolish?

The ubermensch wouldn't have been so stupid as to park under a mostly dead tree.

Their self hating and self destructive ressentiment clearly led them to this.

[tree_]

slow day on the board

what's up with all yous?

[washing machine]

Today I walked a couple of blocks for a burger. The restaurant didn't receive the online order, so I had to wait a bit. Few other things wrong with the order too, but I didn't really mind too much. I had the spare time so it was nice to sit and wait for a few minutes. Got some good thinkin' done.

[tree_]

Today I did nothing at work. That's OK, not much to do really right now that can't wait til tomorrow. I'm leaving work in 10 minutes, 2 hours early. Going to get the oil changed at a QUIK LUBE place, pickup a 6-pack of IPAs and head home for an evening without the kids.

[doug rr]

got the car washed, went grocery shopping and now doing laundry

[Whitey McTeeth]

It’s been a long time, but I’m starting the nicotine transdermal patch today. I have surgery in two weeks, so no more cigarettes for awhile.

[Whitey McTeeth]

Smoking my last butt with a tear in my eye.

[doug rr]

It’s been a long time, but I’m starting the nicotine transdermal patch today. I have surgery in two weeks, so no more cigarettes for awhile.

transdermal celebration!

[Whitey McTeeth]

doug fucking gets it.

[Whitey McTeeth]

What’s shaking there, doug?

[tree_]

Good for you for doing whatever it takes. Cheers

[Whitey McTeeth]

Thanks tree.

[tree_]

You’re welcome. I hope you kick it and forget about it for good.

[doug rr]

What’s shaking there, doug?

not much today, just some errands..will you be taking the bus anytime soon?

[doug rr]

going for a haircut and a shave soon and then picking up some tamales for lunch