It’s all roots music. Blue grass, outlaw country, folk, metal, reggae, lots of pop, the first 2 iterations of ska, list goes on. It’s all based on the same formula. Im not saying thats a bad thing, I dig roots music. It’s simple, groovy, infectious, and gets you moving.
It’s an old pop culture reference, nothing more. I’m teasing people that think there’s some value in up/down votes here or that posting then deleting things has some sort of tangible effect.
Fortune and glory, kid. Fortune and glory.
…till mom says come home for dinner and it’s liver again.
I’m not sure if believe in a “meaning” to life, but I’m here for a good time. I’m married (2nd time) with 3 kids. I work to support us and pay the bills. But why do I keep living? Why not kill myself in leiu having a cup of coffee? Because death is inevitable and if it’s going to happen anyway, I can use the brief time here to experience all that I can.
I figure the Universe is going to go on with or without me and there’s not a thing I can do to change anything. But I’m not here to change the Universe, I’m here so it can change me. I’m a bird soaring through an infinite void with a brief passing through a bright window. Why not appreciate the view while it lasts? And if I can, why not try to make anyone’s else’s brief time out of the void a good time too? Life is absurd, existence is chaos, and it’s all just funny as absolute shit.
I think really, there’s no reason for anything but ice cream is good, hikes in the woods are rad, hanging out with pets and friends is joy. Why stop doing that just because nothing matters?
Ha! You’re not wrong there. But really, you’ll only be out a scoop of ice cream and a tea spoon of evoo. I like it, my wife does not. I don’t like it enough to do a whole bowl of it, but it does make a good sometimes-treat.
When who ever is wearing them doesn’t look cool. And a lot of looking cool is giving zero fucks about other people’s opinion of ripped jeans.
Yeah, really. Give it a shot. Just try a little, maybe one scoop of ice cream, a little drizzle of evoo, and just sprinkle with salt (kosher is best but any will do). It makes it savory. You gotta try a couple of bites though, at least two (this is a rule I try to stick to, sometimes it takes a sec for your taste buds to figure out wtf is going on). If you hate it, you can wash the flavor out with a fresh bowl of ice cream.
Vanilla ice cream with good quality evoo and kosher salt.
Tangentially related. If you have two legs, you have slightly more than the average number of legs people have.
I have no idea who that is but I’m going right now to find out.
Still one of the greatest live acts around.
Such Great Heights covered by Streetlight Manifesto. This is one of the songs that makes me think about how much I love my wife.
Jesus is up on the cross, dying slowly. He sees Peter nearby, weeping. “Peter, my friend, come close. I have something tell you…” “Peter, come closer, i am weak and I must say this to you…” “Peter, my beloved friend and follower, the time is close for me to leave and you must hear this, come to me and hear my words…” “Peter, i can see your house from up here”.
Yup. All the time. There’s a road I drive several times a week that turns left. No intersection, it just makes a 90deg turn. I use it there out of habbit.
If I acted in any besides just me being me, I wouldn’t be married today. Never pretend to be someone you’re not, any friends you make then won’t be yours, they’ll be that phantom persons.
So what if it’s immature anyway? So are loads of things. And most of them are fun. You exist for your pleasure, not other people’s.
Signed, a 52 year old skateboarder that still watches Arthur and farts on his kids.
A lot of those people got really quiet when we started fellating putin. I had to hear for years about how rad he was, and now crickets.
Only you can decide if its a bad idea. For me, if I saw my wife cum from another person, or make any of the happy sounds I get to make her make from someone else, I couldn’t handle it. But that’s me.