Bob?

Glad to hear t-pose is the way to go. I’m beginning to think it’s the solution to the world’s problems.

I’ve talked for years with friends of mine about MLB+Steroids+Aluminum Bats. I want to see someone hit two 700ft homers in a night.

It is. I watched it with my daughter when s1 came out, and it was well beyond just tolerable, which is the baseline for kids shows. Good story, well acted, great animations, good music.

They’re the size of my kids, since they’re generally the target if my references to goofballs.

And I guess my phone thought changing golfball to goofball was what I needed. Maybe I should read a little better what I write. Maybe next time.

Funny, I’m in NJ, and within the past month I’ve seen guava and rhubarb for the first time ever on the shelves. Haven’t gotten rhubarb yet, I really don’t know anything about it.

I just got into guava recently. I live in Jersey and my local ShopRite started stocking clamshells with six guavas or so, ranging in size from a goofball to something larger than a goofball but smaller than a baseball. Maybe like billiards ball sized. I’d never eaten them before like a month ago, and so the seeds threw me T first, but I’ve got the technique down now and shit, when they’re ripened, nice and soft, they are fantastic. I worry about the day when I get to ShopRite and the guavas are no longer.

I’ll say, haven’t been in a while, but my brother lived in SF and then Palo Alto for a bit during and after law school, so 2009-14 we’ll say, and I had a blast every time I went to visit. I haven’t been back since, and obviously people say the city has changed a bit, but back then it was such a different lifestyle from the East Coast.

I always go back to this story, at that time Dunkin Donuts’s catchphrase or whatever, at least in the NEC, was America Runs on Dunkin, but when I went out west they would say America’s Favorite Coffee, and I always found it a pretty apropos juxtaposition of the coastal mentalities. In NY/NJ, we were all about work. Everyone works, you go out after work in your fuckin suits, you talked about work. It was a culture, and it ran on coffee (sometimes Dunkin). But out west, people seemed to be more interested in taking in life, the sights, the food, and yes, the fucking coffee.

And the catchphrase for the middle of America was “drink it or don’t, nobody cares about you”.

JK, flyover states!

Jersey. The best state.

For us it comes for free from the prime account. I still refuse to watch anything on Prime video, but I believe I’m not pirating because I technically do have access to all these movies/shows. That’s logical right?

I actually invited him inside as I had some chipped dinnerware. After he was finished I said “Your caulk looks great on my bowls.”

Watched dudes install a countertop. Apply caulk, one wipe, beautiful. After countertop installed I put in trim (it’s a window to a patio) and need to caulk literally a straight fucking line six inches long. Caulk, wipe, looks like ass. Great work!

Is achieving significant political change really viewed as ezpz?

It’s funny but even catching a well hit fly ball, if you haven’t done it before it’s going over your head.

The Internet has been gentrified. Sure, there were some tough places that you had to be careful about wandering into, but there were great experiences. Now it’s this homogenous, cultivated experience.

I dunno, I had this conversation in another thread recently. I was 13 in 2000. The web was a disaster then. Sure, there were good parts, but every website was an outright attack on your computer. Java and Flash were everywhere and they were so easily exploited. I’d go to websites and they’d pop up 100 different windows of hardcore porn, audio on, the whole nine.

But yeah, it’s just a different suck now.

Right? It’s the basic test. I have come to terms that I’m really basically smart, but when things get more detailed I’m pretty regular.

I was so smart I became an 11 though, instead of perhaps a job with life skills, for a life other than LEO. No regrets though, made some lifelong friends, got stupid tattoos, visited some cool places, and I get $170 a month for tinnitus.

I will commiserate with you. I think the shape of that can is ultimately your issue. In fact, I know it is, I’ve seen that can and anytime I’ve seen it, the bag looks like yours. So you’re not alone.

As an aside, if you intend on joining the military, especially if you enlist, nobody cares about your ASVAB score, and if you wield it like a weapon, others will use it against you. I knew ASVAB waivers who had quick wit. I served with dudes who paraded around their conventional intelligence and had a tough time making friends, and only when they dropped the whole smart guy act did they fit in better.

Your post tickled my funny bone tonight. I wish you well and I hope you can “adapt and overcome” as it relates to this issue.

Think you nailed it. But then we can’t make jokes about this post anymore.

I love that you came here and I think everything you said is fair.

I love OP’s response though, this whole thread is hilarious.