I’m down $7k, so far.
I should have bailed early, but the tax hit would have been just as bad.
I’m down $7k, so far.
I should have bailed early, but the tax hit would have been just as bad.
I’m swearing more than just bullets.
Archon - C64
“Seen”.
Holy fuck, “seen”.
I honestly think that using this word incorrectly has gotten worse over the last few years. Hearing someone say, “yeah, I seen her yesterday” just makes me want to punch the wall.
But, never turn your back on an angus cow.
Oh I do. I have quite a few Spotify playlists, including one that contains every track from every album I’ve ever owned, with a few hundred single tracks thrown in.
It’s about 10k tracks in total, played on shuffle, and I still surf.
“Nope, not in the mood… Nope… Next… Come on, give me something good… Nope… Ah, finally.”
You wouldn’t want to ride with me, then.
I generally don’t secure the seatbelt until I’m moving forward. Not sure why, but I’ve always done it.
I’ll mess with the rearview mirror often, as my position in the seat may shift, and I can’t stand it when the view in the mirror isn’t centered.
As for the radio… I channel surf like mad. 40 presets and I’ll scan through them all before deciding on something that I never stay on very long. My wife can, not, stand it. lol But, the radio controls are on the steering wheel, so doing so isn’t a distraction.
In the past, when I drove any of my vehicles that had a manual transmission, I had a habit of rattling the gearshift at stoplights. People who rode with me didn’t like that either.
It’s been discussed here much better than I could, but I concur with, you pretty much can’t.
The slightest change would cause ripple effects that would affect almost everything.
Everyone always gravitates to the big names… Hitler, Trump, Elmo… But even the most possible mundane person, such as an Inuit baby born to parents in the remotest part of the Arctic 200 years ago, would be enough to cause changes that could easily keep you from being born.
Wow, I had forgotten all about this thing.
My grandparents had one 45+ years ago.
For some reason I was never allowed to play with it, but I was obsessed with it.
I would sneak it out of the drawer where it was kept just to give it one or two spins before quickly putting it back.
I once worked with a guy who had an accident and all we heard was that he broke his leg and would be away for a few weeks.
He came back after having two surgeries, a bunch of hardware placed in his leg and he had to roll around on one of those scooter devices.
“Omg man! What happened??”
“I tripped over my dog…”
“What kind of dog do you have?”
“A dachshund…”
“Well that will never work. You need to tell everyone that you were mauled by a bear, or fell out of a second story window saving a baby from a fire. Something cool.”