I cover big public board meetings as part of my job, and when I go on breaks, I tend to use the bathroom, because I am a person. Without fail, someone will come in and talk to me while I’m pissing. I don’t personally care, I was in the Marines for a bit and they beat all of that out of you (i.e., a room with eight toilets and that’s it, no walls, nothing, just eight toilets, four on each wall so you can face each other). Regardless though, I never walk in and talk to someone randomly, so it’s strange to me that others do it to me. I guess I just look like a nice guy.

Jesus, that’s internet HOF shit.

I’m with you, and Ohio and whatever other states are near it (I don’t know because I don’t care about them) are the Mideast.

Well, 40 years ago it was easy to find really good blow anywhere.

God I hate the time we live in.

It’s funny because I definitely remember this happening while using Netscape Navigator to access our Prodigy-peovided internet.

I remember clicking on a website and getting ABSOLUTELY BOMBSRDED WITH NEVERENDING POPUPS OF HARDCORE PORN PICS AND SOUND and my parents were behind me, and you just panic reboot the computer.

I don’t pretend to be an expert on salt (though I have certainly listened to the testimony of experts on salt), but I do know there are different compounds that all fall under the general heading of “salt,” despite some of them not being salt at all. And that heading is probably one coined by a layman like myself.

As far as whether the other compounds are responsible for corrosion the way tradition salt would be, I have no idea!

Probably salt on roads. Sea air kinda rots everything, salty roads just the bottom.

Hello fellow shithead. I am 37 now, I have two kids, and my biggest worry is identifying the shitty, stupid behaviors I had as a kid, and trying to find them in my own kids, and figuring out what, if anything, I can do to prevent them from making the stupid mistakes I made. They are not even close to 15 at this point, so I’ve got some years to prepare.

That’s not today that I don’t at least appreciate, just a little, what the OP is saying. I can’t forget that my kids are humans with their own ideas. I don’t want to stifle their creativity and their growth. But what they cannot possibly understand, and what I’m continuing to learn to this day, is just how big an impact some small decisions can have.

You’ve flown or you’ve flown in? Presumable the former, but I know people from where I’m from use flown to mean flown in. If you’ve only been airborne three times, and all in separate crafts, that’s something special in and of itself.

First grade, they piled all the classes together, because it’s 1993 and we only have one laserdisc player, and we need to watch a video on pollution. Main topics were acid rain and smog and that shit has been with me for 30 years, I will never forget it.

Every board is a politics board … Forever…

None of it happened while Ds had any modicum of control either. Bernie represents what the democratic party should be, not what it is and has been. They pivoted hard to the status quo and we are footing the bill.

I know everyone wants to believe in this apocalypse, but that’d lead to a very obvious civil war, and despite Donald Trump claiming to not represent business interests, there’s way too much money to be made by a stable America existing. So any hope you have of this somehow being the end, I just don’t share it. The oligarchy marches on.

I’m an American. I actually like America, for what it’s worth. Canada, however, has the superior anthem.

I’m with you. I’ve been having a harder time getting up. Looking forward to having the sun at 7 o’clock latest, get me up, because I got shit to do. I can stay awake no problem.

For me, water goes in, stays forever. Something that’s happened since I’ve aged. Swam competitively in high school, never had a problem. Now, if I tilt my head wrong in the shower, good luck.

Hell March was a jam, whoever wrote it hopefully got an award. I got a kick out of how From First to Last eventually remade it too, the song transcended the game.

suck air through a shag carpet.

Welp, that’s a new euphemism.