Year ago, someone dumped two tiny black kittens literally on my stoop. The male was dumber than a box of rocks when it came to not hurting himself; he was constantly smashing his head into walls, he’d run under our kitchen chairs and you’d hear his head go “thunk thunk thunk” against the chair braces like they were xylophone keys. I don’t know how many times I ran over to him while saying, “oh my god, you’re so stupid are you ok?!” I did it so many times, he ended up thinking his name was Stupid. And so it was. And he grew up into a very smart, huge panther who mothered the kittens we took in over the years, and taught them how to be cats. He raised the little orange boy I have that is currently cuddled up with my ill father, and he’s the sweetest thing that ever existed, and not dumb at all! All the other orange cats I know, though… whew boy. I don’t know how some of them lived to adulthood.

Funny aside - the vets office called him Mr. Stupid to give him some respect, lol.

I adore that little frog!

This is me every Christmas. We no longer live in our home town, but every Christmas we order 6-8lbs of chocolate from a particular maker back home because their chocolates are So. Damned. Good. They have the best orange chocolate and orange chocolate sponge candy. I can clean up that entire thing in a couple days if I don’t stop myself… We ordered this year’s yesterday and I can’t wait

I have a wonderful scrabble-type game on my phone and iPad called Classic Words…I feel so dumb playing a game sometimes! I’m fairly well-spoken, but my vocabulary is not as great as I believed it was. Sometimes it feels like the AI opponent is Skavivium’ing me.

Oh man. For my sweet 16 my parents gave me a sippy cup, because I spilled a drink a few days before. That’s it. A cup for babies. I cried a lot that day. I wasn’t even expecting anything huge, maybe a charm necklace or something. It hurt that it was my first milestone birthday and that is what they got me.

Same. I drove through them and it was great to see. What I was surprised to see was that most everyone was late gen x and boomer age. Very few young people.

I gave them a thumbs up out my window and they all started hollaring. It was fun, seemed like a great vibe.

A classmate of mine is in prison because a female friend of his told him a dude assaulted her. He went and beat the dude to death. She lied, he never touched her, she was just mad at him and wanted to hurt him. She was never charged with anything, either.

If this were a print, I would buy it and hang it in my boss’s office. And probably my own plant room.

They do if they are unfortunate enough to be owned by someone with a talent for being able to kill anything :(

There is a crazy amount of news, both local and otherwise, that the media does not report on. I had no idea just how much until I started working with first responders. That gave me the opportunity to see and hear what actually goes on. There are way more shootings in most large towns and cities than its residents realize. More overdoses, more fires, a crazy number of larceny and breaking and entering calls. A LOT is kept quiet. A few years back, a guy got caught near here with a car trunk full of bombs. He only got caught because the idiot got the car repossessed for non-payment. Not one peep about it in the media.

I don’t have any G’s where I live. Could we maybe just try to get everyone/everywhere at least basic coverage first?

Oh man. At a previous job, I walked into our kitchen and one of the supervisors was on the other side of the room facing away and her skirt was tucked into her underwear. I was on my way over to her when our male director walk in the door. I’m not sure I’ve even seen a look of horror on someone’s face like what was on his lol. He turned around and walked right back out, and I fixed her skirt and just told her it was folded up odd. Didn’t tell her that her butt was on display and that she just mooned our big boss haha

No reception where I live! It’s port much in the middle of national forest tho.

For the last 17 years I have somehow managed to be the only person in my area with my kind and year car, and being able to find it in a parking lot is one of the reasons I love it.

But what an awesome problem to have!

Either my purple freezies are deficient, or my sniffer is. I’ve never noticed a smell! (And purple is the only one I eat!)

It’s the same goblin that eats my socks and turns all of my underwear inside out.

That got a surprised snort-laugh out of me lol

Oh, I know it’s ridiculous. They took my family member, that’s all I needed to see to realize that.

by a howitzer

It was (kind of) an option at one point: blowing from a gun.