How about circus peanuts?

The first bite of circus peanuts tastes to me like an alien artificial intelligence had to create a sugary treat and only had petroleum by-products to make it with.

The second bite tastes like accepting your fate.

Honestly it kind of sucks.

I always wanted a kid but it requires a partner who is able to be a parent and I have never had such a partner.

I had a pretty fucked up childhood and I wanted someone who could be a good mother to a child and everyone I’ve dated who had the ability to be a good mother was not capable of giving birth for one reason or another and everyone I’ve dated who’s capable of giving birth was not capable of being a good mother for one reason or another.

I know it’s not too late for me but it’s getting pretty damn close.

I probably go back to when I was a kid and my mom kidnapped me and since I look so much like my dad kick in the door and raise myself as my own father.

Use my knowledge of the future too make myself incredibly rich and give my younger self all of the advantages and opportunities of life.

I have a lot of vivid dreams, ranging from mad-dash musical romps through New York with a choir of choreographed nuns singing a song I’ve never heard before to epic space battles on a ship where in a laser sword battle I kill a knock off Vader that turns out to be my cousin.

My most memorable dreams are these:

1: First repeating dream:

In this dream I am standing naked on a platform hanging in infinite darkness. Leading away from that platform is a single silvery wire. I know I am supposed to tightrope walk across this to get away.

In the background, beyond vision, dozens of shadowy judges watch my every move.

I take my first step onto the wire. I take my second, and miss, and thanks to my failure I fall into the infinite darkness.

I hit the ground and in real life my body convulses, waking me from the dream.

2: 9/11 dream

This was a one-shot. On 9/11 my brother had his alarm clock set to the news. That morning I dreamed that cat aliens had crashed their flying saucer into the twin towers. I was there for some reason and the aliens asked me to help them get back before the various three-letter agencies catches them, which I agree.

To help us get there faster, I am given rocket skates and we zip through the streets of New York, (Always uphill for some reason, but the sparks and flames from the skates made it look really cool) as we attempt to get them back to the ship.

I woke up before the dream ended.

3: My most repeating dream:

I have a dream town. It’s a rural town, with acres between each of the buildings. It’s always morning in the late-spring here, beautiful countryside town with white buildings and smiling people, green, rolling hills and wooden fences.

I am in an old style 1950’s Chevy (with all the curves and wooden slats on the bed) light blue pickup truck driving sedately through the town, waving at my friends and associates who always smile and wave back.

Sometimes I see new buildings I’ve never seen before, or meet someone I’ve never met before, sometimes I am asked to fix things or to deliver vegetables for one of the farms, but everything is calm and beautiful and joyous in a way that doesn’t seem to exist in the real world. I’m always both happy and sad when I wake from these dreams.

4: Scary repeating dream:

This dream takes place in an area that seems like my dream town above, but it’s always trapped within the lawn of this scary house, which is my house, and it has many rooms and floors. It looks like a church from the outside, but not well maintained with chipping white paint and enough slightly rotted wood that anyone who lived there would say, “It’s time for me to replace these boards and re-paint this place”.

The house seems to be about two or three stories but it has a steeple, almost as if there is a full church build on top of a 1940s military town “four walls and a roof” style home.

I go into the house and the first and second floors are normal, but when you are on the stairs, there is a floor that can’t be reached up a long empty vertical chute, and that floor gives off bad vibes. Halfway up is a door with no stairs attached to it.

This door is always closed, and even if you shine a flashlight on it it stays dark.

Every time this house is in my dream, I am curious to explore what is behind the door, so I crawl up or get a ladder and somehow reach the door.

Approaching the door fills me with dread, as if something evil lurks there, and my heart beats harder and harder and I feel more terrified the closer I get to the door, as though something purely evil is watching my every breath with delicious anticipation.

Eventually the terror and pressure is too much for me and I wake up in a cold sweat.

Every time I have that dream it fucks with me for a few days. I don’t get scared at scary movies or startle easily, but that dream gets to me every time.

So yeah, sorry for the dump, I just have a lot of strong dreams that I remember.

I mean unless you’re sitting on an exabyte of spare storage you don’t know what to do with it’s a pretty hefty undertaking.

Indeed. When saltheart foamfollower undergoes the lava caamora? Like I don’t cry but that brought a tear to my eye.

There is a final four books out which are of a different caliber than the first six but not a terrible read.

I’d say the first book of The Chronicles of Thomas covenant the unbeliever was a wild trip.

In the story, Thomas covenant has leprosy. Due to the leprosy he is numb from the neck down even though he can still walk. He has no sensation when he touches anything and he cannot engage in his chosen profession which is writing. In a fit of pique he rescues a girl that almost gets hit by a car and gets isekaied.

This was written in the late '70s so it was not a common trope at the time.

He arrives in a world of magic on top of a mountain covered in Giant steps, he crawls his way down the mountain and encounters a girl who uses the magic of the land to heal him of his leprosy.

Believing this is all a dream and trying to prove to himself that this is not real, he rapes the girl.

The girls seems very distraught but pulls herself together and guides him into town and that is when he discovers that the white gold wedding ring on his finger is the source of wild magic.

There is a great evil on the land that plans to destroy everything and he is the chosen person, the only person who can stop it.

He has to fight against his disbelief of the world while reconciling his abhorrent actions with his own internal sense of morality in order to have a chance to go home again.

This book spawned a 10 book series covering hundreds of years of history in the land with Thomas Covenant’s battle with the forces of evil and the lives of the people of the land resting in his leprosy numbed hands.

It’s an amazing work but it is a rough read.

Does anyone know where I could find some 20-in wide charcoal filter cloth sponge material?

I would like to be able to have my filter reduce odor in the home as well but I can’t seem to find anything other than little 4-in strips.

I got a 20-in box fan and four 20x20x2 air filters.

Tape the air filters together into a square and then tape the box fan on to one of the open sides.

Said it so the box fan is facing upward, plug in and turn on. You have a whole house air filter for like $50 or less that will do as good of a job if not better than pretty much any other device on the market.

When the air filters start to turn a dingy color, replace them for 20ish dollars. Fan should be good for several years.

One minute it’s 7: 59 AM and then the next minute BAM

The problem with freezing them at their price is that that essentially becomes an interest-free loan to the company that partakes in the system.

The interest needs to be somewhat punitive.

I would say three points above the federal rate compounded daily, and they have to pay off all of the accumulated interest before they can start buying their stocks back.

And, if Congress had not given themselves interest-free loans out of social security to bolster the economy then we wouldn’t be having any worry about whether or not we can afford to pay social security.

The real danger is that the money for social security that would have been growing and earning interest as it was properly invested was not properly invested.

They have phrased it as they didn’t expect people to live so long, but it’s not that. It’s because they don’t know where they’re going to get the money to repay social security, when the reason why there’s any danger of social security running out is that the money was mismanaged.

Your thinking is too limited.

There’s a lot of reasons why someone might choose to be a republican that has nothing to do with being a soulless monster.

A lot of them are stupid or have intestinal parasites that prevent them from thinking correctly.

And the world is not the United States, so if you have the power to wipe out an entire group of people, you should just destroy all of the assholes on the planet. Anyone who’s like more than 40% asshole just poof they’re gone.

I think I’d be in the clear cuz I believe I’m only in like the 30% range myself, but if I had to take one for the team that’s okay. (Totally not saying that just to put myself below the 40% line)

Being as that we have the tools now, any person who wants to run for a public office in a position of leadership, I.e mayor, vice mayor, sheriff, judge, Congress person or president, should have to undergo a psychological evaluation and if they show any of the three dark traits they should be rendered invalid and unable to participate in politics.

We don’t need any narcissistic psychopaths running the government, but narcissistic psychopaths are the ones that are the most likely to get elected because they’re the best at manipulating people into voting for them in popularity contests.

The playbook as I understand it is that they offer a community improvement for free at first to get you hooked and then once everyone is entirely reliant upon it that’s when they do the rug pull.

So there is a good chance that Google search will improve for the next 6 to 18 months while they are doing this just know that this is a temporary reprieve from the enshittification solely to prime the engine for the enshittification to get massively worse.

I don’t get this. I know the person on the left is the trans employee from Linus tech tips, and I saw in the comments who the person on the right is but I don’t get this meme at all

On my 18th birthday I was homeless and living in a truck.

But it was okay cuz I was out of a terribly abusive situation and my mental health was improving.

And I went to my friend’s house only to find out that they had all been arrested for robbing a McDonald’s.

Truth is, I had known about the robbery after the fact, they had told me about it two days before my birthday.

I had cautioned my friends that they should not go out and spend the money they had stolen right away, if their activities change and it made them look suspicious, it increased their chances of getting caught.

This was a small time deal, they each got like $600.

They went out the very next day and blew it all.

They were arrested that night after the detective that McDonald’s had hired to follow them kept track of all of their purchases and showed up at their door with the police in tow.

It’s so pathetic it still makes me cringe.

So anyway I spent my birthday alone in my truck. It made me sad because you know that was the day I officially became an adult and all these years later I’m kind of still alone so I guess maybe it set a bad precedent that I could not overcome.

You are correct. I got the terminology wrong, there’s alcohol and then there’s acetaldehyde, which is a breakdown molecule of the alcohol.

Too much acetaldehyde can intensify the effects of a hangover and it takes longer to flush it out.

Drinking more water can help dilute the acetaldehyde or improve your body’s ability to flush it out, but there is no singular hangover cure other than to not drink so much that you get a hangover.

Quick note, saying that “because you’re autistic peer pressure doesn’t work on you” is largely true, but there is a flip side to that, in that once an autistic person give in to something they can become monomaniacal about the thing they got into.

Most of the time, this just means that they develop a very deep understanding and fondness for things like vacuum cleaners or B grade horror movies or whatever happens to be the thing that latches on for them. But on the other hand if the thing they pick is unhealthy, this monomania is a recipe for going off the deep end.

I have a couple friends who are on the spectrum and one of them went really off the deep end with drugs and ended up getting into heroin.

We all tried to put a stop to it but they would not listen to our “healthy” peer pressure. It took another one of our friends who had also gotten into heroin ODing and dying in his bathtub to snap him out of it.

I said all of that to say that if your friends begin to caution you that they think a behavior of yours is unhealthy, step back and give them the benefit of the doubt and really evaluate what you’re doing and what they’re saying.

It could save your life or prevent it from becoming dramatically worse in some way.

I prefer strongly to date women who have a full-time job.

Every time I have bent that rule it has ended in tears.

One, my ex-wife never had a full-time job the entire time we were dating or married. She relied on me for all of the money which to a certain degree I was okay with, but also all of her entertainment.

To her, me coming home from work was an opportunity for us to spend time together, an opportunity to alleviate her boredom.

And of course, I was working hard so that we would have a happy home, so I get it, but because of that it required me to be “ON” 24/7.

I couldn’t come home and relax or play video games or have personal time to de-stress because she had been bored all day and wanted company.

The more I tried to explain this to her, the more upset it made her, the more it made her feel like I thought she was a problem, or that I resented her for not working.

I tried repeatedly to tell her that she was my wife she was the person I was working to make sure she was happy just that I needed an opportunity to recharge my battery so that I could give it my all and with the current system I could not recharge my battery and I was flatlining.

I put up with it for years bringing this up on a regular basis, and I guess because I was not a total asshole about it, she just let me keep bringing it up rather than agreeing that something needed to change.

I wanted her to have a job because when you work it gives you purpose in your life. I wanted her to have a job because when you work it brings extra money into the household, which would have been all her money but she would have had money to spend.

I wanted her to have a job because it gave her an opportunity to talk to other people and to interact with other human beings and also so that we would be generally at the same energy level when we got home from work.

A lot easier to recharge with someone who’s also recharging instead of attempting to charge someone who’s depleted while you’re depleted.

Ultimately it led to our relationship falling apart.

There were other factors on top of this but we couldn’t address those because the bear in the room was I was completely exhausted and she was fucking miserable and I did not possess the wherewithal to both be a full-time provider for the household and a full-time caretaker for a fully grown adult woman and a good and loving husband and a good friend to her.

She wanted the Moon and the Sun and the stars and the asteroid belts and the planets and the kuiper belt and the Oort cloud and I made it to the Moon and the Sun and the stars and I just couldn’t make it any farther.

So yeah, got to have a full-time job to be in a relationship with me. You got to have your own shit going on so that you’re not 100% relying on me to be your end all be all for your entire life because I’m only barely enough for myself and I don’t have enough to take on an entire additional human being on top of that.