There’s three of them that did it for me.

1. Chucky. Cuz duh, my dad let me watch it when I was far too young, and I had nightmares for weeks.

2. Return to Oz. The Wizard of Oz sequel that featured a desolate Oz filled with nightmare creatures, and a witch that stole your fucking face.

3. Some random movie that my older brother and his friends were watching. I came in just in time to see a scene, depicting a female led band on an outdoor stage. A man was brutally beaten in the audience, and the crowd set him on fire. He was desperately rolling around, trying to extinguish the flames, and almost did it, but then the woman lead singer of the band took a swig from a liquor bottle, and spit it out on him. The flames engulfed him, and now he lay motionless. The fear I felt was half from the agony of someone burning alive, and half from the wretched cruelty of the crowd and the lead singer. The mob mentality where nobody helped him, and not just didn’t help him, but made it worse. Fucking horrifying. My first glance into the mind of psychopathy.

FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, VOTE!!

These polls are meaningless, please, for the love of god, fucking VOTE

it was so infuriating watch Gore be all high-minded and noble while conceding way too fucking early when he should have been a pitbull trying to uphold peoples sacred right to vote. Dude was like “well fox news said I lost so might as well just give up.” 🙄 🤡 🤬

I dunno, the adage “the purpose of a bill is what it does,” comes to mind. This could be a glitch that, to republicans in charge of running the election, is a “feature, not a bug.”

If they were better people, they would. Just another example of how slumlords are terrible people. Rich enough to own multiple houses yet can’t share a sliver of wealth during the one time of year it’s needed most? bah! humbug!

Yeah I’ve never heard of it either, I guess I just kinda assumed a landlord with a great tenant would show their appreciation in some way, and the best way I could think of, is like a “half-off rent for Christmas” sort of thing.

Anyway, if I ever become a landlord, that’s what I’m doing.

When asked whether the investigation was political payback, Blanche said: “We don’t do political paybacks,” and claimed the probe had begun years before Trump reentered office. The attorney general couldn’t offer a good explanation, however, for why he and the FBI director had bothered to give an official press conference for charges related to a declassified drug.

Can’t imagine why they’d made a big spectacle out of laying blame to a black woman democrat right before an election. It’s just such a big fucking mystery 🤔

Actually I want drumpf and all his allies/sycophants to be prosecuted past the furthest extent of the law. I want them to be tarred and feathered. Drawn and quartered. I want drumpf to watch everything he ever owned get taken away while he rots to death in solitary confinement.

it’s funny to me that people are pretending like he’s not just going to run again. He wants to be a dictator just like his favorite people, pootin and kim jong un. And all his stupid mouth breathing knuckle dragging supporters will just line up with whatever dumb bullshit excuse is fed to them “but presidents are only limited to two consecutive terms!” “but FDR!” “but he’s a war-time president!”

There is no level of duplicitous stupidity these traitors won’t stoop to.

I’ve often thought of, instead of buying my first home, to wait, save, and buy one of those homes that’s been split up into two nice apartments? Then live in one, while renting out the other. I don’t think I’d want to do Air BnB though… Rather just find a nice tenant that won’t eff the place up, be the landlord I always wanted (free rent for December plus they get all the extra sweets I bake).

I was actually surprised, all the places I’ve rented, none gave discount during December. I figured it would be a thing people did, like Christmas bonuses at work.

The only time I ever had an Air BnB host try to make me do laundry and shit, it was a Realtor friend I knew, and she let my (ex)wife and I visit the house for a few days. She didn’t give us a discount or anything, but it was in-line with how much the other beach houses were renting for.

Anyway, she had this whole list of tasks we had to do before we left, and it was like do laundry, the dishes, change the sheets on the bed, vacuum, among other things… Yeah I’m a clean person, I always get back the full deposit on any rental I’ve ever had. I just did my usual of washing the dishes I used (I do that immediately after using them anyway) and tidying up anything we moved, and that was it. I remember her being upset we didn’t do all the chores and there was (gasp!) some sand from the beach on the floor of the beach house… I was just like… I don’t care.

Never had another Air BnB even ask. nothing but good reviews.

Halloween has been designated as the night we cut down all flock cameras, perhaps we can add to the list?

it’s not even a leftist space, it’s purely driving “whataboutism” and “actually both sides are the same” bullshit trying to deter people from voting. It’s literal russian garbage run by fascists.

I finished “The Diamond Age” by Neal Stephenson and “Hail Mary” by Andy Weir, now I’m working on “Ulysses” by James Joyce.

And just… holy shit, how much more remarkably difficult it is to read Ulysses as opposed to the other two. The Diamond Age is a good bit of sci-fi, if a little dense, while Hail Mary felt like reading a childrens story for how easy it was. Now Ulysses is so massively dense, with no quotation marks, constantly referencing Shakespeare, speaking in 4 different languages thus far, while ricocheting from thought to thought, scene to scene like a bullet fired inside a closed metal chamber. It’s a massive shift.

So horrific it seems nigh unbelievable, that we could go from a couple of sporadic heatwaves lasting around 46 days in 1960, to now a single supermassive heatstorm that covers 85% of the globe, lasting for over a year - 367 days.

60 years of climate change, and the heat is rising exponentially.

You will live to see the destruction of our way of life. You will live to see massive famine, and disease, wiping out huge swaths of our 8 billion population. The next mass extinction event is here, and it’s going to last the remainder of your lifetime.

“The Inner Light,” is one of my favorite Star Trek episodes. It is about Picard experiencing life on a planet, dying from increased heat. I never thought I would see such catastrophe in my life. The people in the episode, that downplayed the danger, that ignored warnings, that kept developing despite disaster on their doorstep. I thought “how silly, surely the people in charge would recognize what was happening, surely they would put a plan in place to combat it. They wouldn’t just slowly and doggedly march towards their own destruction.”

Now I see how foolish I was, and how foolish my people are. If humanity survives, it will do so as a ghost of itself. A hobbled, pockmarked homunculus. Will we be forced to live underground? Will there be birds, once all the insects are gone? I weep for our children.

ah thanks, there isn’t a “block community” button for me, so I had to do it in settings. appreciate it!

I took an uber once, and upon discovering the driver was a recent immigrant from Latin America, I kvetched about drumpfs immigration policies.

The guy said he preferred drumpf, because “countries need a strong leader.”

Yeah, a lot of them are just fucking morons.

My problem is that I want kids.

Except, I know it’s stupid. The insurmountable student loan debt that’s currently a yoke around my neck is half of what it would cost to raise my ideal two children to just 18 years old. Climate change is going to destroy our way of life in the next 30 years, I’d be bringing them into a world on the brink of collapse. Society will break down when famine/disease start going unchecked, this is what I want them to experience? All so, what? I can have a little buddy that looks up to me and thinks I’m great for a few years? All so I can get my little kodak moments in between miserable days filled with screaming, crying, no sleep, stress, financial hardship, troubled marriage, and no sex?

And here I am, suffering from major chronic depression/anxiety… Would I even be a good steward of these children? I know I’d like to think of myself as just a baby away from switching into “Dad mode,” but would it be enough? Would I be waking up early to get my kids breakfast and lunch together, or would I fall deep into depression and get up at 2PM like I’ve been doing? Will I even have the energy enough to play with my kids after work? What about building that tree-house, and doing school projects? What about after-school sports and parties and everything else? I am barely holding myself together, am I really going to be able to switch my whole personality like a light switch into becoming the kind of Dad these kids would need?

I would be trapping myself into a job I hate forever, just to have these children, which would also make retirement a fever dream.

So why the hell do I still want them? I just wish my head and my heart could be on the same page for this, and they are just not.

your ex is a narcissist that didn’t want to put in the effort necessary to help someone.

I mean, you would most definitely need an entire crew to pilot a spacecraft of that size, so it really wouldn’t be drunk driving unless you all were hammered. In which case, probably wouldn’t get very far before some sub-system shorted out in a massive way