Caw! Caw!

(Thank you! Thank you!)

Corviknight. A seven foot tall crow is terrifying!

ETA the best design is Banette.

This has to be a generational difference but the unopposed moustache screams gay to me, because when I was a young adult only my gay friends had that style. I cannot shake the association. It seems like it started with some guys being ironic then got picked up by the mainstream.

Can’t wait for the shorts that are actual shorts to come back too, I’m tired of men passing off culottes as shorts. If they are longer than your knees they aren’t shorts. They are mediums or something but if they are not short, they aren’t shorts.

So a no from me.

1. Never owned a whole encyclopedia.

But probably -1 for not only rotary phone but “party line”; sometimes you couldn’t use the phone because someone else, in another house, was using that line.

Jason Isbell 24 Frames.

You thought God was an architect, now you know. He’s something like a pipe bomb ready to blow. And everything you built goes up in flames in 24 frames.

This is my life. A few years ago I decided to think about it differently - something happens, but I have the money to cover it. Gave up.

Oh I feel seen.

I was underweight a few years ago, and while it was not entirely healthy, I was indulging in the look and found some XXS Tall pants, in a beautiful blush color. Felt like a fucking supermodel on my way to work. Bought a chai latte, spilled it all over the pants before I ever got to work.

Also coveted these white cropped pants. Got them, same sort of thing.

Decided I am not qualified for white pants.

I see I see I see DP!

Well I’m certainly not having any more of them!

I dunno, it seems way more possible to set up some solar charging arrangement for an electric vehicle than to somehow find and pump gas into a gas powered car!

I always drive manual but my husband likes automatic. My kids learned on his car but my penultimate daughter drives mine to school now. I dunno, shifting seems easy to learn once you know how to drive in general - I learned it because everyone else was drunk one night so I had to drive home, when I was a teenager, and the drunk kid’s car was manual.

ETA: I let the school kids use the car and got myself an e-bike because their commute loop is much longer than mine. I have an enjoyable ride in to work. But tell them to baby the car because it may be my last gas-powered car and I will miss the stick shift. Have not had an automatic transmission car for 30 years now.

Here the increases are capped at 3% per year if you live in the house. I lived in a shitty house we bought for 35k in the 1990s crash, and property taxes when we sold it in the breakup 20 years later were still under 1k a year, though insurance was crazy high. With husband we had to buy a much more expensive house, there are no shitty ones for sale anymore, all are snatched by corps to flip and rent. So now it’s high but in 20 years maybe it will seem low again. Especially if the market crashes and it’s re-assessed more reasonably.

It’s just inflation, I do think someone owning a home costs the city in roads, trash, transit, other services, Is not crazy to tax on property ownership.

Maybe not to heaven but you might get close?

No car picture? There is always a picture of the guy sitting in his car. Always.

If she doesn’t know how to please herself, you are gonna have a hard time figuring it out. Plus if you get to 25 or however old and haven’t, do you even have a sex drive? This is the worst marriage advice I’ve ever heard.

One handed touch typing. Piano playing. Palming a basketball. Horror movie actor. So much non masturbation potential.

A lot. 4 that I had plus 5 I married into, some of those 5 my husband had adopted, some he’d spawned. Some were already grown when we got together though, so we didn’t have them all in the house (or car) at once.

It’s nice now they are grown because the kids have a good network of siblings and boyfriend/girlfriends, they hang out together and get along, help each other.

It’s so funny, my kids split out exactly half and half, one half of them I could have driven to Miami before they realized we weren’t headed to school, and the other half, if I took a different route would scream “you are going the wrong way!”