I reread his comment three times because I was convinced I must have read it in error somehow.

I would like to think I would be able to catch up with that kind of income, my apparent immortality, and smart investing, compounding over so many centuries. I’m curious what all currencies and cultures I have had to endure and how the exchange rate of my income is worked it and what currency I will be operating under after the US dollar.

Kind of a bummer if the culmination of a marriage is the wedding ceremony I think. The birth of our kids, buying our first house, celebrating new jobs and milestones with each other, and signing the divorce papers were all more significant climatic events in my marriage anyway.

I’m not the same person I just recognized you were a jackass and decided to call you out on it, turns out you’re not even an observant jackass.

I bet the $4 ones are 18 count instead of 12 count. I always buy mine in 18s and you can’t really tell unless you look from above.

You are being a shit, I’m not sure if it’s on purpose but you’re so shit sure of yourself you won’t even take a beat to see if you could understand where someone else is coming from. Grow the fuck up.

Do most people really not have a birth certificate and ID? How do they complete an I9?

I never remember who she is but I love her

Been watching this guys videos and he’s really great. Gives me musical Mitch Hedberg vibes for some reason and I love it. Thank you both!

fully democratic by letter preceding their names only, they had a couple turncoats included in that

My mother said I was not circumcised as a baby but it’s nothing I talked to her about again and I suppose she could have been lying.

I was circumcised in my late teen’s and had none of those issues or noticed any difference in sex other than it didn’t hurt like hell when I would cum anymore. I was left with a scar on the head and shaft from where they had to cut the string thing that connected the two. It might be because the head of my dick was already fully exposed when flaccid and uncomfortably so when erect. I still remember the first stringy bit tearing the first time I had sex, hurt like a mf. After a few more times I got the courage to ask my mom, who I had a poor relationship with, to take me to the doctor which resulted in them performing the operation to remove the much thicker, comparably, stringy bit that connected the head to the shaft.

That just gave me some deep seated nostalgia, I forgot how much I enjoyed that week off of school we’d get. I feel so out of place trying to get my sons raised up sometimes. My entire grade size was never over 37 and that was with five combined towns going to the same school. We live in a town of fifty thousand people in a different state and everything feels so big to me even though I’ve lived here nearly twenty years. Anytime I’ve stayed in a real city for more than a night or two my anxiety goes into overdrive, I don’t know how people do it.

I had a shotgun and .223 in the back window gun rack of my truck through middle school and high school (started driving at 14 with a school permit) with shells and rounds in the glove box. Nothing was ever locked where I grew up either; homes, vehicles, businesses.

Granted I grew up in a town with under 1,000 people and the closest ‘city’ to us was an hour away and had a population of 25k.

That was forty years ago and I feel a lot differently about things and the world is a different place but when I grew up more students and teachers had guns in their vehicles at school than didn’t. Everyone hunted, I pulled off and shot a coyote in pack that was stalking around one of my teachers herd of cows on the way to school one winter. I took the coyote into class and gave it to him since I had him first period.

Humans are just as much part of nature as everything else

I stopped consuming animal products for three years waiting for this utopia everyone parrots but every time I went to the grocery store the shelves were stocked exactly as they were before I stopped before waking up and realizing it was a pointless escapade of dealing with a situation akin to burying your head in the sand about global warming because you ‘recycle’.

This has really peaked my interest. Are these the types of bearings you are referring to? I’d like to read more but not misinform myself. https://www.savree.com/en/encyclopedia/tapered-roller-bearing-rail

That makes sense, thank you for clarifying.

I don’t feel like you called me out at all but that doesn’t seem to establish any kind of legal human right to any specific area of interest that I have seen discussed here. Are you able to clarify how I’m missing that part of it?

Government identifies optimal residential location for facility. Invites largest residential land owner in that location over. Place land lenders head in guillotine. Presents document to sign over land to the government assuring them they can maintain possession of their head in turn. Validate signature. Remove head so they can’t claim they signed under duress.

If they refuse to sign then remove head and forge signature.

Needs strict compartmentalization. Group A identifies optimal location and knows nothing about anyone else.

Group B finds land owner but knows nothing about why or who it’s for.

Group C secures ownership transfer documents and sends to a drop box

Group D delivers landowners to intake facility but knows only who they are getting and to where.

Group E transports landowner to meeting facility/room.

Group F picks up transfer documents and holds meeting with land owner. Sends documents to city hall.

Nobody knows or talks to anyone outside of their group or is provided any information on why they are performing their portion of the process. Group F needs to be strictly limited to a very small number of people. Vetting for group F is done by kidnapping a potential candidates young children and spouse while leaving a note where they are to report for work. Perform their duties for six months to have their family safely returned. During the exit interview remind the group F individual and kidnapped party that all group F members that have ever been involved in the history of the program, their family along with any subsequent family members will be executed should they ever speak to anyone regarding the existence of the program.

My first residence after the military was a common kitchen and living room with an exterior door and four bedrooms with a bedroom door at each corner with its own keyed entry. Each bedroom had its own closet and bathroom. So you needed an exterior door key and your bedroom door key to get to your room from the quad. It was one of my favorite places to live and I didn’t get along well with one of the other guys but we just left each other alone.

The building had eight of these quads per floor per building and it was two stories. Two buildings were connected on the second floor by an attached breezeway and paths to the stairs. The first floor had a rec room and facility office in leu of two of the center first floor quads.