Good little thread. Backyard farming is fun and rewarding. We never buy eggs and (most years) I grow or gather 90% of our produce.
There's a lot of weird assumptions to unpack on either side of the shouting match.
I (finally) got Adderall and now I'm in "oh I could have felt so much better if anyone had noticed this for 30 years" late-stage diagnosis mourning. Here's to all the first born daughters, all the "perfect student"-esque people who never got the support they needed
Thank goodness my current job has a strict rule against political discussion. If I was still in the service industry and had to make nicey-nice small talk about this unhinged shit I would lose my mind.
TBC in case you don't know: I'm a Municipal Clerk. We do not allow political talk because as the local government, our job is to serve all our residents according to the law, regardless of their (or our) feelings about it.
I still have this evening's Office Hours to top it, but so far I think the best "dealing with the public" moment of the week is when a resident said that having his property evaluated multiple times was like "living in a communist country."
After two livestreams this is where the Beer Skull is at! I'm so pleased with how the pencils have turned out. Here's hoping I can see it through just as well with inks 🤞
How many times can a major medical procedure get rescheduled before one is guaranteed to lose their fricking mind? Asking for me and my very frayed last little nerve.
I am generally anti-murder, but the "You can't murder the Evil Despot or you'll become just like him!" trope drives me nuts. Absurd. Ahistorical. The ACTUAL reason not to murder the evil despot is so you can use his show trial to legitimize your new regime.
Convention venues: "Don't you dare bring in outside food! Even if you are stuck here working all day."
Also convention venues: *runs out of half the food on their menu by 1PM*