The say what's on your mind thread ....

[Merchant Seaman]

Yeah, but at least we still have Betty White, so there's that

[Dear Booze]

that every morning, I check the news, hoping to see Betty White still alive, and Trump dead. Every day, I am halfway gratified.

What an awful way to live. You hope someone dies? Sad, sad, sad.

[scream ale]

I can't wait for people with authority over me to die. I'm living well.

[Badfellow]

Charles Bronson called: he wants his death wishing back.

[Badfellow]

PUBLIC NEW YEARS EVE ANNOUNCEMENT


Folks, I’m just going to say it: YOU DON’T NEED CHAMPAGNE FOR NEW YEARS EVE. There’s plenty of cheap, good Prosecco out there. And by midnight everyone will (hopefully) be so drunk anyway they can’t taste the difference. Spend the money you save on more booze, for fuck sake.

[Merchant Seaman]

PUBLIC NEW YEARS EVE ANNOUNCEMENT


Folks, I’m just going to say it: YOU DON’T NEED CHAMPAGNE FOR NEW YEARS EVE. There’s plenty of cheap, good Prosecco out there. And by midnight everyone will (hopefully) be so drunk anyway they can’t taste the difference. Spend the money you save on more booze, for fuck sake.

Good plan

[oettinger]

There’s plenty of cheap, good Prosecco out there.

We got even cheaper champagne here. It will make the leftovers of your brain explode next morning

[Lush City]

that every morning, I check the news, hoping to see Betty White still alive, and Trump dead. Every day, I am halfway gratified.

Then you will graciously leave this realm and what will that mean to us, those who read your posts?

[Badfellow]

Ravens and crows.

Aside from the alliterative Poe, they are much smarter birds than your average person gives credit.

One of the upsides of cold, calm air is that sound travels further and is notably more crisp. During the mornings, one can hear the murders of crows (they’re not called flocks; they’re not fucking seagulls) gathering in the branches for whatever sort of crow crap they have in store for the day. Very vocal birds with a distinct language I don’t claim to speak fluently. But you can tell when they’re lonely or pissed or injured, or when they’ve come across a grain spill on the railroad tracks.

Ravens are even more evolved and interesting. They are every bit the adept mimic as polly parrot or Fred Armisten. The ravens in the city will mimic certain sounds they like such as revving cars, barking dogs or wind chimes. I’ve even heard a raven impression of a police siren. For such goth looking birds they are quite fascinating.

[Savage]

Never, not once, have they named a hurricane after me.

[fdoosey got senile]

My mind is old so what's on my mind is dust and cobwebs.

In case the username wasn't obvious enough, its yer ancient pal fdoosey. I completely forgot my login and can't remember what email the account is attached to.

[Judge]

My mind is old so what's on my mind is dust and cobwebs.

In case the username wasn't obvious enough, its yer ancient pal fdoosey. I completely forgot my login and can't remember what email the account is attached to.

Welcome back you magnificent bastard.

[Badfellow]

That must’ve been a fdoosey. Howdy!

[oettinger]

We have this nasty winter storm right now. I feed the birds outside all kinds of things from the pet-store.
Especially some fatty and salty rings that you hang from the trees.

If you got snowed in would you eat that?

[scream ale]

If I got snowed in would I eat things hanging from trees?

I guess if it got down to eating nothing and eating random shit hanging from trees. But I'd inspect it carefully because people around here tend to tie little baggies of dog shit to low hanging branches. Yes they clean up after their dogs but they're just too dumb and/or lazy to throw in their own garbage.