As a suburban white person, fuck a chain. If you see someone stealing from one of the big guys, no you fucking didn’t.
But I know I ain’t the only guy in the burbs. And I know my neighborhood ain’t the same as the ones 30-40 miles north. I can absolutely imagine those folks would be terrified if they found out that I didn’t give a shit about folks stealing from Walmart or Kroger.
Back when I did stuff for the sake of doing it, I mapped DAW transport buttons to these. I never bothered replacing them when they broke because I moved to a jog wheel to scrub through much more efficiently.
I’m going to spend my money on more whiskey. I’m not sure if I’m too sober to understand or not nearly sober enough but we’re about to find out together.
Did the pest control person confirm it’s a bedbug? I ask because I have a friend that was convinced he had them but he had carpet beetles. They were often misidentified on the old site with folks asking if they had bedbugs.
I’m not saying it’s not a bedbug. Those things are horrendous and I’m no expert. I’m saying carpet beetle larvae can cause irritation and make you think you have bedbugs and their similar size gets them misidentified sometimes.
Whether they are or aren’t, getting your landlord to get someone in to look is the right call.
I have a bunch of hobbies but the two that I’m currently concentrating on are building guitars and working on motorcycles.
There are plenty of people who build or customize guitars for a living. I have sold exactly one that I built from scratch and that was probably 15 years ago.
I’m resurrecting a barn find motorcycle that I’ll sell (or I’ll sell one of mine to keep this, I haven’t decided), but I’m not going to make any money on it because it’s not sought after. I’m doing it for love. I’ll break even.
You take them off?
As someone who drives one out at the ranch, yep. I wish I had my old 70s model. It’s nice to have the big bed for what I need, but it’s missing all of the real stripped down utility I used to have.
I miss my '73 Datsun pickup.
My favorite was "here’s Exchange 2003, you’ll figure it out. We seem to be sending out thousands of emails every few minutes and are on all the spam lists. See you in a bit. ".
That’s what they did to me 20-odd years ago. I did my best to train up the guys that came after me, but I am only one guy. I hope they’re not still doing that.
It would certainly save on costs, just like the Rs say they want to do! Surely they’ll start any day.
I was wondering where that jackass had been.
I’m texasdrunk and I support this message.
Same in the 00s. Everyone knew and no one gave a shit.
Side note: I love how “fuckin business” works a couple of ways.
And rather than even attempting to discover what was at the root of this tragedy, angsty kids wearing black were harassed. Reexamine gun laws and build a more robust mental health network? Hell no! Make sure them outcasts feel it every fucking second.
He should know. He already read a different book about a guy who was hung like this:
And once you’ve finished:
It’s not like the old days, but you can still find high energy local acts out at places like BFE. Just keep an eye on their roster. I’ll likely see you there someday!
I wish I could remember where I read it, but I do remember reading either an article or paper that laid out that when people are victimized, other abusers tend to be able to spot that somehow. Something about body language and it’s all subconscious.
I don’t have the answer here except to just build a shell and be a dick for a while, but I do want to say I am genuinely sorry you have to deal with that. Always being the victim or always putting on a mask is fucking exhausting and soul draining.