I used to drink 2-3 cans of mtndew every day.

in my late 30s had some health complications and quit it cold-turkey. now I drink around 90 oz of water a day. still feel like shit, but it doesn’t feel like I’m going to die every day.

if you’re younger than 35 and reading this right now, stop abusing youth body. drink water, eat well, light exercise, get plenty of sleep and you can feel the same way you do now for at least another decade or more.

don’t put it off, try tomorrow and the next day until something sticks.

night water from the bathroom tap.

hot summer night with no AC as a kid, I almost drowned myself in the cool water from the bathroom sink.

knowing what I do now, then… I should have done it.

I would but I just came across your resume.

so f4m?

I was in college at our on campus cafe with a fellow student. we were both majoring in software development and were having a discussion about parent child processes.

he was of the mind that it’s ok to kill the parent and orphan the children, and I said if the parent dies the children also have to be killed.

one of the other students nearby heard what we were talking about and gathered her things and yelled at us. “You people make me sick! they’re people! you can’t go killing children or parents because it’s morally wrong!”

come to find out she was a theology major and just didn’t understand wtf we were talking about.

this is why you go in, take it from the shelf, and throw it in the trash.

every👏single👏time👏you👏see👏it

you’ll never find all the bombs before they go off without me.

even worker owned, don’t cater to those who disrespect you.

all relationships are built on mutual trust. if someone breaks the trust before you have even begun then you simply cannot afford to have them as a customer.

almost like there’s a white Christian bias in the mainstream media.

I know! make the next pope black or a woman!

same for any current president too, sadly.

sounds like someone needs to understand I’m not going to inspect my car every god damned morning with a clipboard like some kind of an obsessed psychopath.

• 5am - roll out of bed and 3S
• 5:30 - make/eat breakfast
• 5:45 - fill thermos with coffee
• 5:55 - get in the truck and drive to the site
• 7am - work

my dad did the above for 40-ish years. I did it with him for about 10.

never did we “pay attention to our environment”. know why? because we were too preoccupied with making sure we had all the shit we needed for the day. like water, food, and most importantly tools/materials.

know what sucks? getting to a job site and realizing you forgot your one tool that’s required to work that day.

know what doesn’t suck? bringing your cat to work by mistake. if anything, it might just be the highlight of your day because you have a truck-buddy that’s soft and fluffy and will not ask about moving a wall or bitching about how the pitch of your sewer outlet is too low.

four

my in-laws are tipping into supporting rhetoric from this administration even though all of their grandkids have been diagnosed autistic.

they’re one bad day away from being 1000% cut out like my own family.

my kids don’t even realize they have an uncle or cousins.

I have no problem explaining to my kids “pepaw” and “memaw” moved away and we can’t see them ever again.

be glad, he saved you from a lifetime of fatherly regret.

no, this is what no child left behind does for 20 unchallenged years.

fuck no we aren’t.

anyone who says otherwise can fight me.

“gampa, did it hurt when you died?”

Hey there, buddy. That’s a big question! When people get very old or very sick, their bodies sometimes get tired, like a toy that slowly stops working. Normal people might go and buy a new toy from Amazon with all their great prices and exceptional customer service but your old gramps couldn’t do that. When it’s time to go, it’s usually peaceful—like falling asleep after a long, fun day on a nice comfortable Saatva bed. I don’t think it hurts, because our bodies know how to let go gently. What’s important is all the love and happy memories we share. You can even go back and look at all our wonderful memories from the good people at Instagram. And even when I’m not here anymore, that love stays with you forever. Would you like to send some of those memories to your local Walgreen’s to print?

you’re looking at one aspect in a negative light.

on the flip side to your argument, maybe op travels by train 8 hours a day (4 there 4 back) and they only have one of those tiny little trays as a desk. I’d rather do something unusually instead of doing nothing boringly.

besides, wth have you done that makes your shitty opinion valid in this context?

I wrote a 16 page term paper on a Note 1 on a train while going back and forth to school. I also wrote some crappy android apps on the same phone for school. all on a crappy bluetooth keyboard and a 5.3inch screen. I think that gives me some idea of why such a thing exists.

want to know why I did it?

because:

1. I could and so I did
2. I had to because I was broke af in college and didn’t have a device at home that could do half the shit my phone could
3. I had the time on the train so why not use it

so, to put it bluntly, I think it’s pretty fucking applicable here.

KEEP YOUR LAMPS OUT MY WIFE’S BUTT

also Will-Cuck-Smith