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Cake day: June 7th, 2025

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  • Best: distant cousins fancy wedding at a seaside place somewhere in Massachusetts. Been a while. Wedding was expensive, but not long. Reception was at a yacht club right on the ocean. So beautiful, food was fantastic, they had a wide variety of desserts, not just wedding cake, fun DJ, coffee cart with everything you could want. I was awkward 19 year old and some pretty girl wanted to dance with me which NEVER happens. Was a nice confidence lift–until dancing because I dance like a complete imbecile. Still worth it.

    Worst was high school friends wedding, not long after high school graduation. They were young. Married in tired old church a mile from where we went to school (rural, poor). Was summer, no ac because poor. Reception was in bingo hall/basketball gym next door to church where we had junior high dances. Food was mad gross, came from nasty restaurant down the street. Just country slop. Tables were literally folding tables with a sheet of white paper on them and a tiny bit of confetti. No flowers, no other decorations. They did have a plastic disposable cup of mixed nuts. Cup was the size of a salsa side. My brother sat down, ate the whole thing in one mouthful so that was that. He also used the disposable cameras left (no photographer) to take a pixture of his ass. DJ was a relative who played garbage music that was just what he (in his late 50s) liked so it was ass. His setup was old and sounded like shit, did not help that the space was tile floor and cinderblock walls so it was an echoy mess. Then he got super drunk less than an hour in and left–took his shitty equipment with him. Bride is pissed (but it was her uncle) so someone found a boombox and put the bingo announcer microphone in front of it. It sounded just like you would think. I left at that point, had enough. They’re still married, she’s still a shrew, hes OK i guess but never understood that relationship. I’m pretty sure there is a dom/sub sex thing going on, she’s the dom (frequently wearing tall black leather boots even when its hot out or would seem out of place). To each their own, they’ve been married for 30 years, so something is working.










  • Read another way: poor people no longer allowed to use gas, that’s only for the wealthy.

    Seriously, since when does anything good start with poor people? High speed internet–nope. Better cellular coverage–hell no.

    How about they “decarbonize” Beverly Hills first? I’m sure they’d be thrilled to give up their poolside fire pits and Viking ranges in the name of cleaner air. I’m sure they’d not mind it if their whole-house generators were now useless.

    I believe that we need to reduce the use of fossil fuels, but this approach feels very imbalanced and makes me question the intent. At least you can still cook or have hot water during a power outage. If nothing else, why fucking remove the infrastructure?! If this is such a great thing, leave the gas lines in place and let the utilities subsidize the switch to all-electric. Also, with all energy coming from a single source, I worry that this is an attempt to remove alternatives and spike costs to the consumer by green washing the whole thing.

    I’d love to see how this really helps the air quality. Until we can effectively displace and shut down natural gas power generation, it will still be a factor.


  • I grew up in a nowhere place. It sucked as a kid too.

    Cooking dinner and forgot an ingredient? You’re not getting it, hope dinner doesn’t suck.

    Nobody comes to visit because there is nothing to do. Hope you like silence, you will be getting a lot of it.

    Well water was nasty. I’m sure quality can vary, but unless you want to spend lot on filtration systems, hope you like it as it is. Ours tasted like sulphur.

    When you live in the city, power outages are resolved quickly. No so in the middle of nowhere. We used to go days at time with no power. Remember, your well pump needs electricity now, so no water either. Same for your furnace.

    Winter was ass, plows didnt come for several days after a good snow. Hope you’re a good driver because if you ditch it, you’re going to be waiting a good while for a wrecker to come pull you out.

    How long is it to a good hospital? Can you survive 2x that time as an ambulance will have to come get you and then drive back. Hope you never have a medical emergency.

    No pizza delivery. No nothing delivery. You want something, get in the car and enjoy spending at least an hour getting the thing. That is if the place nearby has it (they dont).

    I will NEVER live out there again. I’m sure some people like it, but the balance falls way too hard on the “everything is slow and needlessly difficult” side.

    Sorry but your husband is wanting to live out some Harrison Ford style fantasy. Tell him to rent a place for a few months out there and let him try it. Preferably in the winter.




  • I am 99% certain that our house is the only one in the neighborhood that doesn’t use chemlawn. Springtime is dandelion season and its great. Now the clover is in full effect. I love that the bees and bunnies are going to chow town. Gonna hit the back yard next spring with the microclover. I’d love to get the point of a monthly mow. I hate grass and mowers. If I could let it go full meadow I totally would. Mainly because I know it pisses off all the old buzzards who have nothing to do beyond sweep their driveway 3 times a day.


  • YEAH THAT SOUNDS FUCKING HORRIBLE, TORTURE REALLY.

    I however am the rare american who is enjoying my third uninterrupted week of total freedom. This is because I was fired from my job three weeks ago. Corporate restructuring my ass.

    The time is nice and I did get some severance, but there is zero enjoyment knowing that if I don’t land a job soon, I will be hard fucked. Sorry kids, we are canceling music lessons, and any other recreations until your loser unemployed parent can get work again. Wheee!