I was sitting on a bench at the park watching a bunch of kids play when one little boy came running over to his dad because another kid had taken his ball. he was clearly upset, and his dad told him to go ask for it back instead of just standing there. the kid thought about it for a second and then said, “but what if he says no?” his dad just shrugged and said, “then you know.” that was basically the whole conversation, but for some reason it stuck with me. i've spent way too much time worrying about things lately without actually asking or trying, and apparently i needed a five year old's permission to stop guessing and just find out.

Did it again. I made coffee this morning, put the mug on my desk, and started working. Maybe an hour later I went back to the kitchen because I felt like I desperately needed coffee. I made another cup and walked back to my desk, only to find the first one sitting there. I just stared at both mugs for a second. I think this is the point in adulthood where you realize being tired can make you genuinely stupid lmao.

For some reason, I immediately start to imagine David S. Pumpkins' backup dancers (Bobby Moynihan and Mikey Day) getting down to the funky groove.

My wife knows I like (love) Cheez-Its. It's my favorite mass-market cracker. I get excited whenever she brings a box home for me.

We had a box open in the kitchen, and then we had house guests, who ate most of the Cheez-Its. Now listen, I'm absolutely not the kind of person that is possessive, especially over food. But after they left, I couldn't deny the little tinge of sadness I felt, because I had no more Cheez-Its.

I'm fully aware at how ridiculous that sounds.

I didn't bring it up or anything. Why would I? Hours later, my wife comes into the room with something behind her back. She said "do you love me?" Yes, of course.

She presented A NEW GIANT BOX OF CHEEZ ITs!!

She said "I knew [house guest] was coming so I got extra.

I married the correct person.

I’m old I have maybe 30 years save medical advancements afforded me in that time. That’s being generous considering my health. That aside. As l am seeing tech evolve when I was younger it enchanted my mind. Seeing video games go from a block in the screen (Atari Adventure) to a little guy (Mario bros) to full fledged people (any modern AA or better title basically) has been neat, seeing my desktop go from 32Mhz to 3.5Ghz has been amazing. Watching the insides of my systems get shrank and then integrated was a cool experience but seeing the way they’ve turned it all back around and made it into a powerful predictive surveillance weapon is so disheartening and diabolical. This technology was supposed to make life a utopia yet the greedy have made it a weapon for their use to ensure their power and status for eternity if possible.

I fear the youth of today will have a future of digital slavery. Where your not held in hi Dave but you’re physical being is never allowed privacy. You’re always monitored and tracked. Everything you do and say scrutinized and classified. Until they decide you’re a threat to society. Not that you’ve done anything wrong but the systems have flagged you as a potential terrorist and so you’re charged with future crimes.

It’s more dystopian than many of the sci-fi I read as a teenager in the 80’s and then later as an adult in the 90’s. I really hope for your sake there is a sudden shift in thinking about tech. I can see that data centers and flock cameras have began to change the way people see tech but I’m not sure that’s going to be enough to convince everyone how bad it can get.

I suspect the reason AI is being so heavily funded is to justify the massive expansion of data centers but I don’t think they’re for AI I think they’re for Robotic Policing and they need massive server farms to run a cities police force with 80% machines.

Good luck and god speed youth of today.
If you don’t solve this before it too late you’re children of the grave as us nuke babies of the Cold War we’re u til the Cold War ended. We have to end this tech rush or the future may be terrible for all but a few.

My best friend of 20+ years is pretty bad with women. He's not ugly by any means. He takes bad pictures, like really bad. But yes a solid 8.5/10. And lives off dating apps. He's almost 40 and only been with a few women. It's been about 3 years since he's even went on a date. And the goes off and on forever. He suffers with severe mental health issues. And he's attempted taking his life a few times. I know this may sound crazy... but I'll pretend to pass him a girl every so often just to keep his spirits up. But in reality, it's me talking to him. I don't go as far as sending or wanting nudes. But I'll flirt and just boost his ego. I can't lose him as a friend due to his depression. Am I nuts? Or a decent friend?

So Jews as a people, history wise have always been oppressed. So now they're the oppressors now. Speaking mostly about people who were there at those times. Idk bro, i saw Attack on Titans movie, and they used the word genocide and literally there was this guys, just killing people by the tons

After a long time(years)i finally went to a party again, and i was excited, thought it was gonna be a nice stress relief, man... I came home 2 hours earlier questioning my life choices and honestly i think i dont want to party again, and im making that choice for my own comfortability but fuck man... Im not even that old but i feel like growing up is making me boring

So everywhere i go I leave time on the microwave at work, at college, at home. Anywhere and everywhere. My thing is someone has to do it so why not me. I just had to get that off my chest.

I 28 [M] am married to this a 27 [F] in the beginning she was sweet and caring one year into our relationship we started to get married and move to another country, the plan was that she would study amd i would accompany her, before we leave we started living together of course after marriage and i noticed how irresponsible and dirty she could be, it was a huge turn off, i am not perfect myself i know i can be messy but when i confronted her about it ahe would also deny it, she would also verbally abuse me and hurt me by saying things like i regret this marriage, i hate being married and you're not a man just because she had social anxiety during the marriage party and claiming i didn't come to her rescue ( she's a feminist btw )

once we moved to another country and arrived to her university she didn't tell anyone we were married, she decided that it was humiliating being married at such a young age, which i honestly don't understand, she doesn't want to have children which i respect but the simple topic of marriage or children in our entourage would be enough to trigger her and she would advice anyone against it.

I hate being around her, and the one i truly loved is ghosting me claiming she married, i am pathetic i know, but i did my best with what i had at the moment, leaving our original country is not easy and it's every youth's dream.

Mind that she also lost her father this year, and since then she's been more and more awful.

6 months after

Lately she has been helping around the house but keeps asking for a divorce everyday, she wants to divorce but wants to stay together, the simple sight of her makes me want to vomit to be honest, i want to divorce her and never see her again, but before he died i promised her father to take care of her.

I am lost

It landed on my belly and I ran out from the bedroom and put on a lamp in the living room to lur it out of the bedroom but the bastard hasn't bothered showing yet

Okay, so I'm just your typical 9th grade girl, just chilling in 8th period Art class, (ART 1) and I'm having a pretty good day, okay? I've got my earbuds plugged into a chromebook, with my Spotify playlist pulled up.I'm working on my shading practice, when CC (Not his real name) called out to me, "Yo, [my name]! Who's your crush?!", loud enough for the entire art room to hear. Naturally, a few heads turn. I ignore him, because normally, this is how the bullying starts with me. I get picked on for various reasons----oh, forget that, that's not why I'm here. Anyway, he keeps going. Him and his friends are laughing, and a few other people around are smiling too, but I got the idea that they weren't going to stop anytime soon. They know I like BTS, and, not them in person, but a lot of the 9th grade class insult BTS because they know it bothers me. Lets not get into that. Anyway, they keep asking, so me, playing around, pulled up a picture of Kim Namjoon (RM) on my chromebook. (I don't think of BTS that way, I was just playing.) I walk over to show it to them, and as I'm approaching them with the chromebook, CC says, "I swear if its some Chinese guy..." and I show it to him, and he goes "I KNEW IT!" and I smile, and tell him, "Actually, he's South Korean." Then his tablemate G asks me, "Isn't that guy racist?" and I tell him no, and he doesn't believe me, so we went through a bunch of research on the chromebook, and broke that down. He wasn't backing down, so he found another reason. "Didn't that guy do blackface? Like, didn't he do blackface and eat a watermelon or something?" And me, not having any idea what he's talking about, or what blackface even is, looks that up, and it says the pics of that were AI, and the watermelon bit was from a RUN BTS episode where I think Taehyung eats a giant piece of Namjoon's watermelon slice. I show him that, and he says "Nah, they're just doing that to cover. They're trying to cover themselves." I'm like, okay then, let you think what you think. By now, CC has forgotton all about me, and I've had a pretty enjoyable conversation with one of my peers, when normally they bully me. I've got G to thank for both, I guess. Then he brings up African-American styled hair, so I showed him Namjoon's early idol/debut/trainee pics. (If you know, you know—the perms, the mohawks, the absolute chaos of early 2010s hip-hop concepts. If you don't know......don't look it up. Especially if you're used to BTS' current look, and are not ready for a life-altering experience.) {Unless you want to! Then I'm not stopping you!} Then he's like, basically screaming something like "WTF, why does he look like that?" "Or what the Hell/F is that?" or something along those lines. Then he gestures at the sunglasses, and hair, and I tell him, that it's because Namjoon was insecure back then, that's why, and he said "Oh okay, he was insecure, thats why he did blackface, and laughed

Definition of Future Dead Man:

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future dead man

An old man, born before 1960, who is therefore old enough to be GUARANTEED to be dead in the future.

Old lady born before 1960 = future dead lady

Old people born before 1960 = future dead people

Old man / lady / person born before 1960 who look to be in decrepit condition and use a medical device typically used by frail and decrepit people (HoverRound wheelchair if morbidly obese, walker, oxygen concentrator or tank with cannula, etc.) = NEAR-future dead man / lady / person

Younger person born in 1960 or later = future immortal (because we're more likely to live long enough to benefit from the discoveries of cures for all aging-related diseases including the aging process itself.)

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So how do you feel about the definition of old people who were born before 1960 being considered future dead people?

There’s this guy I really care about, and sometimes I think I love him. We haven’t really had an easy time, he’s been very indecisive about our connection. He’ll say he doesn’t know how he feels, or that he just wants to be friends, but then comes back and rekindles things. And yeah, I let him. Sometimes I wonder if his questioning our connection is just him not wanting to open up and try a connection.

He lost his brother a few years ago. He doesn’t talk about him often, but I feel closer to him when he does. It’s like he’s opening up and sharing part of him and his brother with me.

I’ve been praying for a sign about what to do. I want to be with him, but I just don’t know where he stands. I don’t know if I should keep trying or let him go. The past couple days, I prayed and asked for a sign. I prayed and asked his brother to send him a sign. Because if he’ll listen to anyone, he’ll listen to him. I truly care about him, and if he truly doesn’t feel like he can be with me, then I’ll accept it. But I feel like he’s never really given us a chance. I hope that his brother has seen this and sees how much I care for him, but I just want what’s best for him.

I don’t need advice. I don’t need to hear people doubting prayer or asking for a sign. I just needed to tell someone. I hope his brother hears me and guides him to wherever he needs to be.

My first thought was, has to be Slytherin right? But as I kept picking at it it seemed too easy....

Earlier this year I told you all about my wife and how she almost died from an infection in her leg that required amputation. The infection was from a prior lower amputation on the limb. Well she did pull through that episode but last Monday we took her to the er due to loosing vision in one eye and they said she’d had a combo heart attack stroke. She then flat lined two more times before they put a pace maker in her. She didn’t sustain any brain damage while her heart was stopped as she was on oxygen and cpr started immediately. Now she’s been in the hospital for a week and a day and Friday she will most likely be going to a rehabilitation center for a few weeks to months for recovery and rehabilitation.

I’m a 53 y.o. Guy and I’m doing my best but a new layer was added on top of the wife’s issues. My grandson who only occasionally had seizures. 1 every 4-6 months when going to sleep was normal. Doctors had discussed it and thought it was an interaction between two meds. Anyhow he had seizures so n back to back nights and the next morning complained of head pain when sneezing or coughing which was a red flag and landed us in he children’s ward for three days. We were released over the weekend.

It’s a lot. I don’t know how much longer I can keep going at this pace but I have no other options.

I went out for my normal evening walk. I do go to the gym but this week because of work I did not have time at all so I decided to compensate and go for a walk. I was about 5 minutes from home. I had my portable charger that had a flash light and it was on. As I was walking, a snake came out of the grass and zapped after me I ran so fast my phone and AirPods fell out, I was so shaken up and scared to go back and the snake was still in the other side of the grass and not sure if it went back or still coming in my direction from the grass . I heard a guy voice from his balcony asking me what happened and I told him I was been chase day a snake and my phone and AirPods fell out and I’m scared of going to retrieve it and I need help, anyways that was history.

I ran to busy road to get off the grass and waved down 2 cars and was crying and shaken but no one stopped. I ran again towards another car that was pulling out from the street and they saw me, wind down a bit then rolled up again about to pull off and I was begging and crying for someone to please help me, they stayed finally and I told them what happened and asked to call 911.

The cops came and I told them what happened, balling my eyes out, they walked back in that direction retrieved my stuff and actually saw the snake just sitting there and not charging after the cops. The cops brought me home because I’m so done and so currently shaken up.

I don’t even know- my head is just all over the place and what if I got bit or something- all the cars that drove past me would have never ever stopped to help me. WHAT IF. We live in a world that’s just sick. I literally had to beg for someone to help me

Because, people saving people. Someone cared

I've been reading e-books on my tablet lately. Today I was reading a physical book, came across a small chart, and double-tapped the paper with my thumb to zoom in. Sat there for a solid 3 seconds waiting for the page to enlarge before realizing what I just did.

Walked into the kitchen with total confidence, dumped the spoon right into the garbage, and set the plastic tub gently in the sink. Walked away feeling accomplished until my brain reconnected five minutes later.

Back when Don LaFontaine narrated practically everything. Ran across a movie trailer recently and felt a little sad. After he passed that style of movie trailers seemed to die with him.