George Budd @Gbudd@qoto.org

I could only hear one side of the conversation:
- "What was that 80s movie where they were all immortal except they had to cut each other's heads off?"
- "What? No, it wasn't Ferris Bueller's Day Off."
- "Yes I'm sure!"

"Johnny B. Goode"
de Chuck Berry,
Version para "shamisen"
Artista Sayo Komada

Our 10yr old has gotten ***REALLY*** into mechanical watches & clocks to the point he's on the verge of starting a side gig repairing them. He mentions his hobby to everyone, and a lot of folks have a not-quite-working item sitting around. He's fixed a number of them.

He has had a tough time with an civil war era pocket watch, but was finally able to salvage a compatible part from somewhere, and he got it ticking today. He was so proud, and wants to share with everyone.

#hobby #watchrepair

#CircleOfLife

#JeffBridges surprising #JohnGoodman by putting on the original #THEBIGLEBOWSKI "Dude" sweater to speak at Goodman's Walk-of-Fame ceremony. His expression is priceless.
#Hollywood #walkoffame #thedude

When my daughter was 6yo, she figured out that thing where you sneakily stick a note on someone’s back.

But she didn’t know the notes should say things like “kick me.” Instead, she would put space facts on them. She was really into outer space at the time.

One time I felt something on my back, then heard her run off giggling. I reached around, peeled off the little post-it, and found this:

I present you hard evidence I didn't chew your remote.
Now where's my apology, Susan?

@RickiTarr @AirlockDoc Oooh! Storytime!

When I was a little Lana The Musician, one of my heroes was Yo-yo Ma. Growing up in a tiny little backwater town in Kansas, though, my only real contact with him were his albums. I would listen to them on rotation literally all day long in my pocket DiscMan. (That'll tell you how old I am!)

Well, one day I found out he was actually coming into town to play as the featured soloist with the Wichita Symphony Orchestra. I was over the moon with excitement! I had been volunteering at WSO for the last couple of years, because they allowed you to sit in and listen to the symphony when you were done taking tickets and opening/closing doors. So I was determined to go usher for his performance.

The day came, and the house was packed. I could barely contain myself. Yo-yo was actually here! In the same building! Then disaster struck! Try as I might, I could not find an empty seat anywhere in the theatre!

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RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE.

When I was at one of my lowest (mental) points in life, I couldn't get out of bed some days. I had no energy or motivation and was barely getting by. I had therapy once per week, and on this particular week I didn’t have much to ‘bring’ to the session. He asked how my week was and I really had nothing to say. “What are you struggling with?” he asked.

I gestured around me and said “I dunno man. Life.” Not satisfied with my answer, he said “No, what exactly are you worried about right now? What feels overwhelming? When you go home after this session, what issue will be staring at you?”

I knew the answer, but it was so ridiculous that I didn‘t want to say it.

I wanted to have something more substantial. Something more profound.

But I didn’t.

So I told him, “Honestly? The dishes. It's stupid, I know, but the more I look at them the more I CAN’T do them because I'll have to scrub them before I put them in the dishwasher, because the dishwasher sucks, and I just can’t stand and scrub the dishes” I felt like an idiot even saying it.

What kind of grown ass woman is undone by a stack of dishes? There are people out there with actual problems, and I'm whining to my therapist about dishes?

But my therapist nodded in understanding and then said:

“RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE.”

I began to tell him that you're not supposed to, but he stopped me.

“Why the hell aren’t you supposed to? If you don’t want to scrub the dishes and your dishwasher sucks, run it twice. Run it three times, who cares?! Rules do not exist, so stop giving yourself rules."

It blew my mind in a way that I don’t think I can properly express.

That day, I went home and tossed my smelly dishes haphazardly into the dishwasher and ran it three times. I felt like I had conquered a dragon.

The next day, I took a shower lying down.

A few days later, I folded my laundry and put them wherever the heck they fit.

There were no longer arbitrary rules I had to follow, and it gave me the freedom to make accomplishments again.

Now that I'm in a healthier place, I rinse off my dishes and put them in the dishwasher properly. I shower standing up. I sort my laundry.

But at a time when living was a struggle instead of a blessing, I learned an incredibly important lesson:

THERE ARE NO RULES. RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE!!!

RE: https://pounced-on.me/users/vixencore/statuses/110764806153373580

There are many worst parts to losing a loved one, but one of them is when someone else tells you a story and you irrepressibly want to share it with the deceased.

Like, there’s this momentary blink, every time, where you cycle through the ways of getting in touch and concede that none of them will work. You feel so, so powerless.

Lawyers Guns and Money

https://youtu.be/F2HH7J-Sx80

#PerfectPerpWalkSong
#HashtagGames
#TrumpCrimeFamilyArrestWeek
#WarrenZevon

What if Hunter’s laptop and Jared’s billions are all part of the same story of a handful of petro states trying to end American democracy?

https://hartmannreport.com/p/is-the-hunterjared-story-a-sinister-5a1

my kid just called balogna a hot dog pancake and i’ll never be the same

Technically, what we call uppercase letters are termed "majuscule" and lowercase letters are termed "minuscule". Since common manual movable type typesetting stations usually kept the more frequently used type in a case closer to the user, and the less frequently used type in a different case at a higher level farther from the user, the terms upper case and lower case came into common usage.

Earth science fail! I always thought clothes dryers blew hot air because the warmer temperatures made the water in *the clothes* evaporate faster.🤦🏿‍♂️

I never even thought about it.

Warmer air can hold so much more water than cooler air. So warming *the air* puts it further away from its maximum saturation point for evaporation, which speeds up the drying. Clothes temperature has little to do with it.

Just realizing this after reading some climate change / wet bulb temperature / flooding stuff.

It falls to the survivors of depression to talk to the sufferers — to convince them to ask for help.

https://popehat.substack.com/p/the-weight-of-the-unspoken-word

Hey European friends who use tools and do building, repairs, DIY – are Robertson screws common in your area?

Are Robertson screwdrivers common in European toolboxes?

In Canada I suspect that 99% of people who have tools would have Robertson screwdrivers in their toolbox. At least the red & green (#2, #1) sizes. The more intrepid will have the yellow and black (#0, #3) sizes too.

#DIY #tools #carpentry #joinery #Question

Poll to follow…

As the song on the radio played, Arnold couldn’t help but wonder if this poor Taylor Swift girl would ever find true happiness. He made a mental note to send her one of his tennis balls when he got home.