My old partner and I used to travel to rural areas in our rv, to work on low income ppl’s houses, as part of a different government program, and our clients often gave us some of their commodities. That cheese made some mighty good tacos. I used to make them directly on the propane flame to melt the cheese and toast the tortilla. We’d stuff them with avocado and alfalfa sprouts because we were hippy weirdos. The honey was great, too.

When certain people have the freedom to hurt others, no one is safe.

My favorite part of this is “Real people are suffering…” Oh no! Real people, you say? I better take that seriously, unlike all those fake people whose suffering is both imaginary, and completely justified. Who the hell cares about any of them?

No other drugs, just my bare, natural brain.

Whippets. I had this awful sensation of being frozen in a horrible moment of eternity while my friends looked on in amusement, not realizing I was experiencing timeless hell.

.25. If I already hate the show or the characters in the first 15 minutes, it’s not worth wasting any more time on it. I used to try to push through, but the effort has never really paid off. I have no regrets about Breaking Bad, Game of Thrones, or Bojack Horseman. There are lots of great shows out there.

There was a bomber in Texas who murdered several strangers with package bombs left on their doorsteps. He blew himself up just before he was captured. I don’t think we ever got an explanation of his motivation. It’s really rare, but it does happen.

The fact is that most of us are alive simply because no one has decided to kill us yet. There is no complete safety in this life, so you may as well take reasonable precautions and chill. Enjoy your life.

It’s possible that you have what is called delayed phase sleep disorder, although I’m not sure it really is a disorder except socially. Some people are just genetically wired to be night owls, and there really isn’t any way to change it. It’s not a character defect, or insomnia. I’ve struggled with this my whole life. People don’t understand, and they keep suggesting the same old things that I already know don’t work.

It’s hard to fit into the world with this kind of difference, but if you can rework your schedule, you will probably feel better. My sympathies, I know firsthand what it’s like.

I like to refer to using the bidet as cleaning my undercarriage.

Also, a can of cheap shaving cream to spray on the tub wall. It’s a fun, soothing distraction for a little one. I used to sometimes defuse my kid’s tantrums like that.

Mrs Bradshaw’s Handbook, by Terry Pratchett comes to mind, although I suspect you aren’t looking for a book about a train journey through an imaginary landscape.

You’re quite right, thank you for reminding me.

My sweetie and I are going to fire up the pellet smoker. We bought a whole bunch of ribs, beef and pork, and they’re currently salted, and resting in the fridge (always dry brine your meat.) We’ll divide most of it into vacuum seal bags to freeze, so we can enjoy BBQ meals for a few months. A wonderful Valentine day tradition.