That thing is me of the year again? The pre summer, heat is here, hurricanes aren’t yet but Texas wants to secede time of year that stops once a cat4 pops up?

Even if you have
Teeth like this?

Edit to add: this is why The Holy Handgrenade of Antioch is important. So many life lessons

OK this is gonna be a long one. And it’s not even mine. The original point of what I’m about to post was about losing loved ones to death, but in my lowest parts of dealing with my divorce I found these words very helpful. One of the few good things to come out of reddit. Credit to reddit user GSnow. Here goes.

Alright, here goes. I’m old. What that means is that I’ve survived (so far) and a lot of people I’ve known and loved did not. I’ve lost friends, best friends, acquaintances, co-workers, grandparents, mom, relatives, teachers, mentors, students, neighbors, and a host of other folks. I have no children, and I can’t imagine the pain it must be to lose a child. But here’s my two cents.

I wish I could say you get used to people dying. I never did. I don’t want to. It tears a hole through me whenever somebody I love dies, no matter the circumstances. But I don’t want it to “not matter”. I don’t want it to be something that just passes. My scars are a testament to the love and the relationship that I had for and with that person. And if the scar is deep, so was the love. So be it. Scars are a testament to life. Scars are a testament that I can love deeply and live deeply and be cut, or even gouged, and that I can heal and continue to live and continue to love. And the scar tissue is stronger than the original flesh ever was. Scars are a testament to life. Scars are only ugly to people who can’t see.

As for grief, you’ll find it comes in waves. When the ship is first wrecked, you’re drowning, with wreckage all around you. Everything floating around you reminds you of the beauty and the magnificence of the ship that was, and is no more. And all you can do is float. You find some piece of the wreckage and you hang on for a while. Maybe it’s some physical thing. Maybe it’s a happy memory or a photograph. Maybe it’s a person who is also floating. For a while, all you can do is float. Stay alive.

In the beginning, the waves are 100 feet tall and crash over you without mercy. They come 10 seconds apart and don’t even give you time to catch your breath. All you can do is hang on and float. After a while, maybe weeks, maybe months, you’ll find the waves are still 100 feet tall, but they come further apart. When they come, they still crash all over you and wipe you out. But in between, you can breathe, you can function. You never know what’s going to trigger the grief. It might be a song, a picture, a street intersection, the smell of a cup of coffee. It can be just about anything…and the wave comes crashing. But in between waves, there is life.

Somewhere down the line, and it’s different for everybody, you find that the waves are only 80 feet tall. Or 50 feet tall. And while they still come, they come further apart. You can see them coming. An anniversary, a birthday, or Christmas, or landing at O’Hare. You can see it coming, for the most part, and prepare yourself. And when it washes over you, you know that somehow you will, again, come out the other side. Soaking wet, sputtering, still hanging on to some tiny piece of the wreckage, but you’ll come out.

Take it from an old guy. The waves never stop coming, and somehow you don’t really want them to. But you learn that you’ll survive them. And other waves will come. And you’ll survive them too. If you’re lucky, you’ll have lots of scars from lots of loves. And lots of shipwrecks.

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need to put the wedding band on the hand to cast no doubt… ahh goatse… a different time

So when proven wrong, rather than defend your point - you change the argument to both sides are the same? You have to see how disingenuous that makes you look. It’s arguing in bad faith it’s why people laugh at you and don’t take you seriously.

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Al Faranken’s Supply Side Jesus comes to mind

User experience over marketing.

and yet when pressed, “the Biden administration’s liberal agenda” is worse than anything - ANYTHING - Trump ever did.

fucking shill.

As others have replied it’s a kinesis. If you want to build one look into dactyl shells, amoeba single switch PCBs, and a therapist for your sadism

It’s been a decade or three since I read dragonlance but Raistlin was my favorite of the group.

His outcome from his test left him fucked yea… And he seemingly got the raw end of the deal… Except for somehow binding his soul to Fistandantulus making him essentially harnessing the power of one of the strongest mages of all time or something…

So yeah can only see death and decay but gained immense power and he craved that so no decision for him

His test. Yeah his twin was the brawn and after nearly dying in his trails the masters made it appear as if his strong swordsman brother was also magical - and saved the day via magic - forcing him into a rage and killing the image of his brother. So yea a bit of jealousy lol

Adult me would probably laugh at the characters now, but Raistlin was easily the most flushed out character that wasn’t bland as all get out - looking at you Tannins Half Elven

Also a ton of foreshadowing for this book/character.

They want to strip social security to pay for more tax cuts for the top 1%

You have to work more so rich people pay less taxes than you.

The label calls it a colorblock sneaker slipper. Looks like slippers that look like sneakers.

Lounge gear to look like kicks

High 90s? Now where did I put my JNCOs and canvas flannel pattern poncho thingy?

Empire was 5. All other answers are wrong.

Hoth was cold, the movie was cold and dark, evil wins… Just like real life.

i don’t think i like this telling of Mr. Smeds and Mr. Spats.

If you feel, in an interview, that you’re being negatively judged. Leave. You are interviewing them just as much as they, you. Sure there is a slightly different power dynamic at play but the point of contempt and feeling like they’re doing you a favor shouldn’t exist.

I worked at an agency that had one of the execs always wear black. Same thought process, it eliminates a thought process better spent used elsewhere - or so implied.

Reality is society tends to frown on automatons and when you have no personal style you come off as a robot.

arithmancy - which is pseudomaths in a sense…