Public safety.
Public safety.
My area has been under a heat advisory for most of the last week. If I ran, I would do so on a treadmill.
Wow, I completely forgot about that game.
Beryl is a mineral. There are definitely women with the name, and there are likely some men, too (though A Boy Named Beryl doesn’t have the same ring to it).
Personally, I refrigerate anything that says Refrigerate after opening. Even if it’s preceded by For best results. Ketchup falls into that category.
He needs to act to safeguard our democracy, because others will not have the same hangups in doing the opposite. Acting with the power they have granted him in order to prevent future issues is not corruption.
Well that’s certainly true, but Biden is a problem that really shouldn’t exist. He is by far the lesser of two evils, but we still deserve better.
There will always be exhibitionists and people who just like to fuck, but sex work is, by definition, transactional. You’re not going to see a society with free communal whores who aren’t being compensated in any way.
Ah, so I did. Not sure how I managed that, considering how relevant those points should be here.
Wow, is that for rill?
Obnoxious, lying, seditious, narcissistic, rotting corpse vs. tired, confused, rotting corpse.
Well, that’s something I haven’t heard in a long, long time.
Eh, we can leave our cats for a week with plenty of food, etc., and they’re still thrilled when we return.
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I feel like there should be some flaming text on that page. I’m definitely getting late '90s vibes from it.
Woo, I’m moderately fashionable again! Okay, maybe less “moderately.”
Divinity: Original Sin 2. I played co-op with my wife. The first time, we got most of the way through act 2 before visiting family over the holidays. More recently (starting a fresh game), we made it much closer to the end, finishing several characters’ personal quest lines, before yet another holiday interrupted our game.
Each time, we just never really felt like picking it back up. Maybe we’ll get back to our “current” game at some point. Otherwise, I suppose I’ll play it solo at some point. Of course, that’s how this run started – she just saw me playing and wanted to play again.
Oh yeah, I’ve got mud daubers, too. They’re cool; they don’t mess with me, and I don’t mess with them. It’s really just those big, red assholes (and the occasional yellow jacket) that are problematic.
I’m fine with bugs that don’t bother me. Around my house, I’ve got a ton of red paper wasps. They’re assholes. My mere existence makes me a threat worth stinging. Same for the rest of my family. They can go fuck themselves.
My wife’s uncle brought out some homemade dynamite. I wasn’t getting anywhere near it, but that shit rocked the house from across the field.