Fermented Tinal posted:

RE: Cutting people out of your life.

Been doing an awful lot of that lately, I've just kinda reached a point where I have zero-tolerance for stressors in my life and the ones that are people* can go gently caress right off.

*Except immediate family, still trying to muster the courage for that.

bolind posted:

Last year was the first year we were in a house in a neighborhood with lots of kids, so we gave out candy for Halloween. This year, with Covid and all, it's obviously not going to be the same. Anyone has ideas for how to execute this year?

rdb posted:

Hydroxychloroquine will be the cure, and 99% survive blah blah blah. Science will die in this country.

Humphreys posted:

I would say thats a stupid thought, but in truth its a very plausible move in his playbook.

McTinkerson posted:

That is an excellent take on a very delicate subject and I fully agree and yet am also sorry.

Related, it is truly impressive how well these lyrics work today. It is also depressing.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HivxFBB87-Y

Elmnt80 posted:

I'm having to resist the urge to buy the $12ft tall skelly boi at home depot. I'd leave that poo poo up year round.

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Heaven is a little brighter, but the world is a little darker with the loss of one of the brightest lights I knew. My friend Curtis passed away yesterday. I use the term friend to keep things simple, because Curt was so much more than just a friend.
As my roommate for over 12 years, he grew to be more like a 2nd brother to me. The only people I have spent more time with would be my parents and my brother.
One of the big roles he had was that of a gamer. Be it a card game, board game, dice game, RPG, video game or computer game, Curt was ready to game. And it was never about winning with Curt. For him it was having fun with those at the table. I remember early on when I was asked to help demo the Star Wars Miniatures game at Books Comics and Things, I talked Curt into helping because I knew he would be better at getting people interested. Books sold out of all the Star Wars minis that day because every person who sat down to learn from Curt had so much fun, how could you not want to have this game. None of the other demos came close.
Moving to another of Curt’s facets... entertainment. He knew movies and TV shows, and of course Anime, even though I never got into that. Curt could spend a little time with you and would be able to recommend something for you to check out. Nine out of ten times, he would be spot on.
Let's look at sports. Many times we would flip over to catch the Reds on TV. Curt would always pull for them, win or lose. He was never just a fair weather fan. And right now I feel I may need to pull for his Islander’s who still have a shot at the Stanley Cup. And we’re just shy of Curt’s favorite time of the year… NFL Football. Die hard Colt’s fan, and still pulling for his childhood team, the Bengals, unless it was against the Colt’s. Going out to the various bars/restaurants over the years with friends, and more recently sticking at Buffalo Wild Wings with his family and other football friends was a Sunday staple for so long. Things were going to be different this year anyway due to all the social distancing and safeguards, but now things will never be the same.
Heroic and calm under pressure. We had a dryer fire in the house once. I was a wreck, totally freaking out, trying to figure out what to do. Curt simply grabbed a phone to call 911. Got that ball rolling and then went to work trying to get me to calm down. “Help is coming Bret. Why don’t you go move your car to make it easier for the Fire Department to have access?” How much room they would need, who knows. Curt gave me something to do, to change my focus. Somehow he knew what would help me at that moment and made it happen.
Humor. Curt always had something to share to make you laugh. Be it a YouTube video to share, a one-liner that would fit the situation, or one of the many inside jokes he had with different groups of friends, Curt could bring the smile to you face. And somehow he always knew when you needed that smile, and gave it to you at just the right moment.
There are still so many words to help describe Curt… loyal, reliable, patient, joyful, peaceful, kind, caring, and many more.
For those of you lucky enough to have known Curtis, I believe you would agree that I have barely scratched the surface of all the wonderful ways in which he made our lives so much brighter. For those of you who never got the opportunity to get to know Curt, as heartbroken as I am for the loss of this shining beacon of a man, I feel for you that your lives weren’t made better through knowing him.
Curtis, my friend, my brother, thank you for making my life a whole lot better. I miss you so much already, but I take comfort in knowing that someday, God will decide it is my time to take a seat at your heavenly game table, and we will meet again.

Dagen H posted:

^ That certainly is blue. Floor looks good.


1 ballot cast. I need y'alls help, I'm swimming in a rural sea of red.

trouser chili posted:

Well I guess my months-long saga of respiratory illness, kidney infections, and pissing blood comes to a head tomorrow. They’re cutting out my tonsils and I’m super not excited about it. I hear the recovery is excruciating at my age. I think it’ll be November before I’m 100% again.

LloydDobler posted:

Came home this morning around 4, milled around for a few minutes, and just before I went to bed I find a bat flying back and forth across my living/dining room. Scared the poo poo out of me. Fortunately I have vaulted ceilings so it wasn't down in my face but I still bolted out of the room. It kind of followed me, then went back in to the other rooms, then swooped at me, then back, etc. Finally I opened the back door and stood there hoping to see it fly out, when I heard my dad opening his bedroom door. I skulked over to tell him we have a loving bat in the house, but suddenly there was no sign of it. I looked around for an hour while he ate breakfast, after which we concluded that it must have flown out, and I just missed it. It was silent and quick as hell. So I slept for 3 hours, got up to pee, and now my adrenaline's back up because I'm still worried that it's here somewhere and is gonna swoop me again. Also worried that there's some secret bat hole that he can get in and out of, with his bat friends or family. We shall see.

Or my dad is

bird with big dick posted:

T-Square posted:

Wait, why were people arguing about Billy Butcher’s language before, do people in here get upset at “oval office” now?


This is pathetically hilarious, and at this point in my life/this timeline, I’d be hard pressed not to laugh in that guy’s face and make fun of him even more if I was in that situation.

Krakkles posted:

No one tried to ban Australians or Brits in general,