Telling a friend’s girlfriend that he was doing much more serious drugs than she was comfortable with.

This did kill their already strained relationship (They were broken up after he had drained their joint bank account with pay-per-minute online porn) but somehow my friendship with both survived for a few years after.

They never got back together and his life went to shit, including some jail time for embezzlement.

She, as far as I know, bedded the next guy to hit on her and had a kid. I hope it worked out as she deserved better.

My other friends had always hated her, and loved that I had driven a wedge between them… until they found out that I essentially outed them for giving/selling him the drugs.

Following that, all my friends knew where I stood, and those who distanced themselves from me… I knew why. One of them, more than a decade later, is in prison for murder after selling fentanyl-laced drugs and causing a fatal overdose.

Several I am still close with. They know me, respect me, and understand that I will do the right thing, even if I am not the wronged party.

With Alzheimers and Lewy Body dementia, I am glad he can rest now.

What a terrible combination of diseases to suffer from simultaneously.

Absolutely, and I still do it at 52 years of age. Powers of two, three, five. I also convert letters to numbers, add them, and subtract 26 to figure out which letter is the total of the word, phrase, or license plate.

If I play boggle a lot, I will start to dream word patterns.

When I was a teenager, my Dad would point out a license plate and have me total them and convert to hexadecimal.

In my case both, but I am an atheist who believes that this world and this life is all that we have and can prove exists.

I am agnostic enough to admit that could be wrong, and underlying this is that existing forever, even in paradise, sounds terrifying to me.

Kitty!

I know that’s not really scat, but I have fun with it.

There’s also a song called ‘Taxi to Bombay’ that became, and please don’t, ‘Text Me Your Butthole.’

I have a funk playlist that I listen to and scat to, and your username will be added to the scatting repertoire.

badaddabutada Ooh Yiddish McSquidish

badaddabutada They’re not at all skittish

badaddabutada They don’t follow Quidditch

badaddabutada It’s Yiddish McSquidish!

I have the ad tier and some of their AI ads crash my Roku. It’s almost amusing that it’s only AI ads that seem to do that.

I already blocked one spammer on this exact spam. Fuck off.

They’re so terrified because it could’ve been a gun.

But it wasn’t, dude just wanted some food and drink he missed and can’t have.

Total cop mentality.

“He’s got nuggets!”

Would’ve been shot if he wasn’t already behind bars.

I have a (former) friend who is in jail for murder after unknowingly selling fentanyl laced drugs and causing a fatal overdose.

He isn’t a good man, but I feel in his case it was a bit overblown. He is a piece of shit but not a killer, in my opinion.

This fucking rapist? Premeditated. He is also a murderer. Full stop.

But not necessarily the oldest you have ever looked.

For most people, including me, there are things you can do to reduce your apparent age, to kinda reverse that clock and appear younger.

I used to think that I was severely depressed. It took me a couple of decades to realize that I was depressed about the opportunities that my anxiety kept me from pursuing.

I have gotten a lot better at examining those opportunities and forgiving myself for those failures.

I would say that I am about 15% of the way there. I have a lot to unpack.

Demonstrating skill in cooking is a great strategy, but you often can’t do that for a first date.

Still, practice, dudes. Have a few dishes you are good at making when that opportunity arises.

And if it doesn’t, you can eat well and expand those skills.

Good point, but it makes the headline much easier to write at the very least.

Is Android any better in this regard?

Not whatabouting, generally ignorant and curious.

That documentary was fucking fascinating. I watched it one night, then made my housemates watch it the next day.

They teased me at multiple points like “Oh, this is why you yelled ‘THAT’S WHERE THE EGGPLANT CAME FROM’, isn’t it?”

And when one does, I stop the video right there.

Food is, indeed, a thing.

Absolutely, I was just giving historical background about Activision.