Waraugh

I reread his comment three times because I was convinced I must have read it in error somehow.

I would like to think I would be able to catch up with that kind of income, my apparent immortality, and smart investing, compounding over so many centuries. I’m curious what all currencies and cultures I have had to endure and how the exchange rate of my income is worked it and what currency I will be operating under after the US dollar.

Kind of a bummer if the culmination of a marriage is the wedding ceremony I think. The birth of our kids, buying our first house, celebrating new jobs and milestones with each other, and signing the divorce papers were all more significant climatic events in my marriage anyway.

I’m not the same person I just recognized you were a jackass and decided to call you out on it, turns out you’re not even an observant jackass.

I bet the $4 ones are 18 count instead of 12 count. I always buy mine in 18s and you can’t really tell unless you look from above.

You are being a shit, I’m not sure if it’s on purpose but you’re so shit sure of yourself you won’t even take a beat to see if you could understand where someone else is coming from. Grow the fuck up.

So I’m imagining them as a legend based on unverified lore, conjecture, and conflicting information with no real evidence of them ever existing and I’m having a difficult time seeing where the value lies in that.

Do most people really not have a birth certificate and ID? How do they complete an I9?

fully democratic by letter preceding their names only, they had a couple turncoats included in that

That just gave me some deep seated nostalgia, I forgot how much I enjoyed that week off of school we’d get. I feel so out of place trying to get my sons raised up sometimes. My entire grade size was never over 37 and that was with five combined towns going to the same school. We live in a town of fifty thousand people in a different state and everything feels so big to me even though I’ve lived here nearly twenty years. Anytime I’ve stayed in a real city for more than a night or two my anxiety goes into overdrive, I don’t know how people do it.

I had a shotgun and .223 in the back window gun rack of my truck through middle school and high school (started driving at 14 with a school permit) with shells and rounds in the glove box. Nothing was ever locked where I grew up either; homes, vehicles, businesses.

Granted I grew up in a town with under 1,000 people and the closest ‘city’ to us was an hour away and had a population of 25k.

That was forty years ago and I feel a lot differently about things and the world is a different place but when I grew up more students and teachers had guns in their vehicles at school than didn’t. Everyone hunted, I pulled off and shot a coyote in pack that was stalking around one of my teachers herd of cows on the way to school one winter. I took the coyote into class and gave it to him since I had him first period.

Humans are just as much part of nature as everything else