Oh…oh god… I can’t unlearn this.

I lived in a small town on the New Madrid fault line in the middle of tornado alley most of my life and yep, we stocked up because we knew if a sizable enough earthquake hit the area, we were small enough to not get any attention for a long time while the nearby cities were recovering. There’s definitely point of wisdom for sticking back supplies for a few months, but stacking a cellar full of tactical mil spec fishing poles and the like is mental masturbation for delusional assholes with less sense than money.

damnit, lost again

Doesn’t much seem like a thing an omniscient and omnipotent being would need to do. They would already know, right?

You leave Gordito out of this!

No shit.

Best I can offer is $90 for a single jock strap.

50’s have been fantastic so far. The 40’s numbness gave way to less fucks given somewhere along the way.

Thank you!

I’m a pretty pragmatic at heart, so I feel silly sometimes when realizing that I used fictional characters for inspiration to build myself up. I don’t aspire to be the hero of anything, but do want to be someone that is worthy of respect.

It’s almost embarrassing to admit, but TNG was a factor for me in finding emotional maturity.

I was a happy, naive child that was lucky to get to 8 before everything sorta fell apart. Parents divorced, sexual abuse from within the extended family by different people, having to toughen up at school due to the emotional issues starting to crop up, abandoned by a parent because of their addiction, and even the social pressure during the satanic panic (this was obviously the 80’s).

Somehow, I did manage to keep some of the happy-go-lucky and naivete, but otherwise I had a rough time reigning in my temper and sometimes would break into tears from being overwhelmed (alone, obviously, because I had to be manly).

When I got into watching TNG, I really admired Picard as a character template, and worked on some of my own self perceived character flaws, and why I acted the way I did. Essentially, looking for the causes and not the symptoms. It was the start of a growth that continues still. His morality and introspection as an archetype gave me hope.

A therapist surely would’ve been a better way to go about it, but those weren’t really much of an option for us back then.

I’m a “what’s around the next turn” kind of guy, so I’m with ya. With all he’s seen, he still found excitement when faced with the unexplored. His curiosity overpowers his fear.

Some may say that’s out of character to not have a short monologue or soliloquy of sorts to extol his final thoughts, but I’ve always thought the simplicity summed him up eloquently.

I would take those and the adhesive rubber feet that you would get with switches and make coasters out of them to give away.

Heaven help you if you think the Great Pumpkin is practicing any sense of morality even though he’s an asshole.

It’s not like we’re beset with good leadership options on any “side”. We just have the options that we’re told we have.

It’s all a practice in keeping fences for the livestock, so to speak.

It’s too late now. Y’all had your chance. We’re taking our lemons and going home!

I have an AWD Hyundai Kona. I regularly drive to work in more snow than that on the roads during the winter… easily.

Clearly this man has never

Grifter gonna grift.

Goods and services from our friends at Raytheon?

Wow! 10 years is a long time for an SD!

Backups are so easy on Raspbian that every couple of years I swap out the SD cards from the old set to a new one, and just keep the old ones around in case one of the new ones decide to croak out.

“You can always tell a Milford man.”