Baby Shark. The entire time that ducking song was making it’s rounds through society, I managed to avoid it. I knew it was repetitive and awful, and through good fortune and luck, it missed me completely.
Then I watched the new season of Umbrella Academy. Those motherfuckers.
kindness, fitness, similar sex drive, sense of humor, willingness to try new things, likes to celebrate (something I struggle with)
I mean, shit, he’s right. the 60 minutes report showing their aggressive tactics in the Taiwan strait is clear evidence of this. They hope to extend their reach while the rest of the world is trying to deal with russian and israeli atrocities.
Private corporations tying the hands of governments with copyright BS? If I want to name my daughter Khaleesi Skywalker Gandalf Bethooven SpaceJam that’s none of the governments nor some random corporations business. You can’t trademark a fucking name, wtf is this bullshit? You don’t get to decide what my name is, and you definitely don’t get to hamstring official government agencies in their duties because you’re butthurt about my sharing a name with your fictional character. Go fuck yourselves, disney. You slimy litigious fucks, this is why your brand is sinking.
The Simpsons was sacred in my house, we watched every new episode as a family, and taped them all on VHS to re-watch. I can quote from the first 12 seasons endlessly.
Seinfeld was my introduction to stand-up comedy, which has become a life-long passion and a personally fulfilling hobby. I liked the show, but I loved watching his stand-up bits.
Friends was a show I would watch with my mom whenever I helped her in the kitchen. I was always hanging out in the kitchen, and Friends was a staple on TV at the time. I connected very much with Chandler.
South Park was the show my older brother watched, and I only ever got to catch once in a while, but the show was groundbreaking in its concept and execution. While being vulgar, it also succinctly expressed complicated ideas that resonate with me still to this day (When Randy talks to Stan about marijuana is one of them).
Cool. What are you casting?
As a side note, I think they do understand. A dog would simply think, “My pack is interacting with me, giving me attention, and while i do nothing but enjoy they’re preening, it seems to bring them joy, and that makes me happy.”
was that clear enough?
Supporting freedom loving Ukrainians in their fight against the fascist dictatorship of putin (how does he keep avoiding all those leaky windows?) is absolutely the right thing to do.
And not just because it’s the right thing to do, but it further shows russia as the paper tiger it is, telling the whole world exactly what one can expect from their populist, fascist, far-right, “strong-man” dictators in the end. They seek only the furtherance of their own power/wealth, and will decimate your country to get it. They will enjoy 5-star meals on their yacht as they tell their corrupt generals to send wave after wave of innocent men to their deaths.
Slava Ukraini!
In no part of your response did you make any sense or a rational point, demonstrating a clear lack of understanding and a wanton disregard for good-faith arguing. Troll gonna troll I guess.
The top 10% own 67% of the wealth in the U.S.
The tax rate during the New Deal (which corresponded with the largest jump in GDP and middle class growth) on people earning $200k and over (now would be like earning $2.5 million/year) was 95%.
During the 50’s through the early 80’s, that tax on the wealthiest was at 70%.
Now it’s at 37%, less than half of what it was during the best years of growth our country ever experienced.
This Unrealized gains tax would only impact people worth more than $100 million who do not pay at least a 25% tax rate on their income.
Additionally, you’d only pay taxes on unrealized capital gains if at least 80% of your wealth is in tradeable assets (i.e., not shares of private startups or real estate). One caveat is that there would be a deferred tax of up to 10% on unrealized capital gains upon exit.
In short, it would not apply to most startup founders or investors, but would impact top hedge fund managers.
They can afford it. TAX THEM.
I mean the stock market is literally gambling, so the risk of success and failure is already there. The proposal is whether or not we should allow people to use unrealized gains to secure loans without having to pay taxes on said gains at the point of taking the loan. This would only occur if you’re worth more than 100 million. You can afford to pay that tax.
This planet is so beautiful and wonderful. And underneath its waters is an entirely different world, full of wild and majestic creatures just like the Tasselled Wobbegong here. I pray that we act quick enough on our climate initiatives to save these things for the future.
The same cognitive dissonance that allows them to both act on, and excuse instances of molestation in their community/family, is the very same driver of their wanton disregard of the people harmed by republican policies. They see any instances of pedophilia in their ranks as “just a bad apple,” while they identify an entire race of people as rapists if a single news report shows a member of that race/minority group committing such an act. It’s entirely predicated on their belief that they are superior, and it is because of something inherent within them, that does not exist in others. They judge themselves not by their actions (and consequences of said actions) but by their intentions, while they have no such qualms demonizing any number of minority groups for the actions of a single member.
so, short answer, yes.
Long answer, yessssssssssssssssssssssssssss.
stayed at a really cheap hotel in Columbus, Ohio recently, and the view from my room was of a homeless encampment within the grassy median between the offramp and the highway. So… there’s one.
If I ever become homeless, and can’t sleep in my car, I found a secluded spot down an embankment near a walmart. I’d probably go there.
this is the first study to consistently map brain changes during pregnancy, write the study authors in their paper.
“It’s 2024 and this is the first glimpse we have of this fascinating neurological transition. There is so much about the neurobiology of pregnancy we don’t understand yet. It’s a biproduct of the fact that biosciences have historically ignored women’s health,” said Jacobs.
I knew that there were fundamental neurological changes that occurred during pregnancy, but had no idea that there hadn’t been a comprehensive brain mapping study done yet. There is a surprising amount of sexism in academia.
See also, Just World Fallacy
On 5 November 1910,[2][3] on her 14th outbound voyage, carrying a mixed cargo including a number of pianos for Chile, Preussen was at 23:35 rammed by the small British cross-channel steamer Brighton 8 nautical miles (15 km) south of Newhaven.[4] Contrary to regulations, Brighton had tried to cross her bows, underestimating her high speed of 16 knots (30 km/h). Preussen was seriously damaged and lost much of her forward rigging (bowsprit, fore topgallant mast), making it impossible to steer the ship to safety.
Brighton returned to Newhaven to summon aid and the tug Alert was sent to assist Preussen. A November gale thwarted attempts to sail or tug her to safety in Dover Harbour. It was intended to anchor her off Dover, but both anchor chains broke, and Preussen was driven onto rocks at Crab Bay, where she sank as a result of the damage inflicted on her. While crew, cargo and some equipment could be saved from Preussen, with the keel broken she was rendered unsalvageable. She sits in 6 metres (3.3 fathoms) of water at 51°8.02′N 1°22.17′E. The Master of Brighton was found to be responsible for the accident and lost his licence as a result. A few ribs of Preussen can be seen off Crab Bay at low spring tides.
Wow, that captain messed up big time.
“We’ve had a black President, so we don’t need anti-discrimination laws or DEI initiatives anymore!”
I’ve been catfished no less than three separate times.
Each one would post pictures of themselves that were either from when they were much younger, or in heavily contorted positions that hid their true proportions. I’m a very in-shape guy, and want my partner to be able to do things like hike/bike long distances with me, go climbing, outdoorsy stuff that I really enjoy.
Each one I felt like I had a connection with, but the fact that they concealed this was ultimately what lead me to break things off (in an amicable but forthright manner - “I like you but you misled me with your pictures, and that’s not how a good relationship starts.”).
But one had an extra flavor to it that makes it one of the worst.
Met this girl on tinder, we hit it off, she tells me she’s a cam model and I’m like “whatever you gotta do to make that money,” because I don’t judge, and the pictures she was sending me were tastefully erotic and nothing too graphic. Think softcore porn with some bondage and cosplay. Anyway, we meet at a restaurant and she’s wearing this big baggy raincoat, and I can tell immediately that the pictures she was sending me were pretty old. Her hair was a different color, different length (I love short dark hair on a woman), and she’s at least 50lbs heavier. However I’m of a mind that even if a date doesn’t end in a relationship, you can still have fun and perhaps make a new friend, so I just go with it.
We were there initially just to chat over drinks, but she orders an appetizer, a heavy entree (a pasta dish), AND a burger with fries. I helped eat the appetizer so she wouldn’t feel like she was eating alone, but I wasn’t hungry so that was it. It went OK, but halfway through the meal I realize I left my wallet at home, so I couldn’t pay. I end up buying a giftcard for the restaurant through a phone app in an attempt to at least pay for my portion of the meal, but the employees just could not care less, and she ends up covering it. I feel bad.
Now she invites me back to her place, and I feel obligated to go. We get to her apartment, and who opens the door? her mom. In a nightgown, smoking a cigarette. Keep in mind this woman is at least 33.
Her mom goes outside to smoke on the porch while she leads me to her bedroom (while grabbing a bottle of whisky). it’s the most disgusting bedroom I’d ever seen. Like, you could not see the floor for all the dirt and various debris. She pushes a pile of mostly clothes off the bed, and she invites me to lay down and watch TV with her. This is when she tells me that she’s gained weight because she recently broke her spine doing god-knows-what, and that she’s been recovering for almost a year now. She takes a slug of whiskey and takes down my pants, proceeding to contort her spine into a terrible position trying to give me a BJ. I couldn’t maintain an erection because of how worried I was about her spine, so I just kind of stopped her, got up, and left. Her mom waved to me from the porch as I walked out.
Another horrible date where I wasn’t catfished-
Met girl on Tinder, she’s super into me, to the point where I think she might have nefarious intentions. Like, we started talking and THAT night she wants to meet up. Red flags. She tells me she not only wants to hang out that night, but she wants to hang out AT MY PLACE. Another red flag. Then she tells me that she can’t drive to me because she doesn’t have a car. So her sister will drop her off at a parking lot where I can pick her up. I was letting my horny-ness dictate my decisions that evening for sure. I pick her up, and let her sister take a picture of my drivers license so she can rest easier.
She hops into my truck and we’re headed back to my place. She whips out a bowl, packs it full of weed and starts hitting that thing like a champ, two hits and it’s gone. She doesn’t offer me any, but she does inform me that she’s on mushrooms and can have some of those if I want. I decline.
We get to my house, and we’re hanging out in the kitchen talking. I put on background music (lofi hip hop beats to study and relax to lol) but for whatever reason she decides that it isn’t enough, and is streaming spotify on her phone, she informs me that she has 5 kids from 2 or 3 different dudes. She smokes like 3 more bowls from her chillum before inviting me to my own bedroom. We have sex, and at the moment of her climax, she yells to stick my thumb up her butt, it was dark and I couldn’t find it quick enough/hesitated to just shove it in there, and she seems very displeased. I tell her that I need to work early in the morning, and ask if I’ll be able to meet her sister in the same parking lot (it was on the way to work). She doesn’t really answer, but we turn in for the night. I offer her a new toothbrush so she can clean up before bed, she declines.
In the morning she asks for something warm to wear, and I lend her my favorite hoodie. She says we can have sex again, but only if she’s my girlfriend, I decline. Then she tells me that her sister can’t pick her up, and I’ll have to drive her to her sisters house (where she’s staying with her 5 children). This house is an hour away. When we arrive I thank her for the evening, and make sure to get my hoodie back. I’m very late for work, but luckily nobody cares. I told her the next day I wasn’t ready to be a father figure, and left it at that.