What was this car again? I remember this.
What was this car again? I remember this.
Somewhere on Facebook.
Remember how everything smelled like cigarettes? Like that was the smell of the 80s.
I was thinking the other day about how in my 80s childhood that we were taught to avoid “dirty old men”. Like nobody did anything about men preying on children, they just told you to avoid them. We had a neighbour growing up who had lost his teaching job for exposing himself to his students, and he also exposed himself to several other people in the neighbourhood, and did a lot of other creepy antisocial things (like abduct my cat and dump her outside of town, or put a sandwich bag over her head), and yet I was sent to piano lessons with his wife, where sometimes he would wander into the room in his underwear. If that was someone today he’d be on a sex offender list and in jail, but my parents thought it would be rude not to send me there for lessons.
We also had a guy who roamed around naked in the woodlot behind the grade school. I thought it was an urban legend and then I saw him myself one day when I was crossing the bridge overhead.
Why is anyone still bothering with Reddit aside from search result necessity?
I did not know that either.
There’ll be peace when you are done.
I am in the same boat. I even worked my day job over the weekend which I never do.
I’m number one because things went to hell at work.
This is what they call Facebook mommy chum.
What Douglas Coupland calls semi-disposable Swedish furniture.
I used to work in the ER years ago in a small community hospital, and this neighborhood cat had figured out how the automatic doors on the ambulance ramp worked, and would slip in behind the paramedics and go curl up in the triage chair and wait for patients to come to the window to say hi. She also made rounds of the neighbouring nursing home and hospice on a regular basis.
I have old friends from Livejournal and that’s how we stay in touch. I use a lot of the fediverse platforms, Lemmy, Catodon, Pixelfed, and I also use Bluesky and Maven.
I don’t remember those and I’m old. I do remember the thimbles and salt and pepper shakers though. I’m googling the bugs but just getting stupid Etsy links.
I was the same way when I visited smoking family, I’d strip at the door and hit the shower when I got home.
Mopping the walls, my God.