I can’t recommend this highly enough if you’re never planning on having a kid or if you’re done having kids. I am a huge weenie when it comes to medical procedures and mine was super simple. I was sore for a few days, did my follow up, and that was it.

I still use condoms because of STDs but I never have to worry about accidentally having a kid if a condom breaks.

I had an iodine deficiency! I wasn’t eating dairy or eggs, I was cooking my own food from scratch, and I was using sea salt instead of iodized salt. In addition, I like drinking alcohol which makes it harder to absorb iodine. Felt like shit. Couldn’t muster the energy to give the slightest shit about anything.

Got blood work done and found out. So I started taking a supplement every other day for it specifically because I’m just not getting it in my diet. I’m feeling pretty great now.

I don’t think supplements are generally the answer, but having a work up done and learning some shit about yourself can be pretty eye opening and point you at what you need to do to fix your diet. It’s a good first step, but not a magic bullet.

I live and die by my calendar. I still have the yellow version (Simple Calendar) and it works pretty great.

Not much to add except I have the exact same issue. Once in a while I can piece together what someone is saying but I just prefer to say I’ve been to too many concerts and can’t hear for shit.

I’m a big fan of an author who wrote a modern day sci-fi/cosmic horror series that’s a thinly veiled allegory where monsters from beyond the universe are stand ins for anthropomorphic climate change. He ended up having to scrap his last book (currently being rewritten) because the way he was going to wrap up the series was going to be a worldwide plague that made people stupider.

Then covid happened.

Do you know why squid died in captivity?

I didn’t really think of it that way because I can’t imagine really advising people to stop working once they have $10k in the bank. That seems like a recipe for disaster.

However, you are technically correct. The best kind of correct. I hereby promote you to grade 37.

If you have 7 figures saved and don’t have it properly invested you’re losing money at the rate of inflation minus the paltry interest rate you’re getting from the bank.

Except for retirement accounts, the middle class and lower keep most of their money (I would guess most times it’s all of their money) in banks because it’s easy to make it liquid. On any given day you may have to spend it.

I’ve got two related to my military service, and one related to my grandfather.

1. A guy I vaguely knew because I competed against his brother in sports in school ended up being stationed at every base I was stationed at. We even ended up being deployed together and are still good friends to this day. I’ve told stories about him on here. The way our lives have gone it looks like I’m his crazy stalker because after school I was just behind him doing almost the exact same things as him for both hobbies and careers. I promise I’m not, it just turned out that way. I did beat him moving to Houston, though.

2. After I was discharged I was on a road trip with my (at the time) fiance. We stopped at a restaurant in the middle of nowhere a thousand miles from home and 600 miles from the last place I saw him a little over 6 years after the last time we saw each other. We were seated at a table next to a guy I went to boot camp with.

3. In the spirit of the last one, I was on a road trip with my grandparents when I was young. We ran into my grandfather’s cousin. This shouldn’t be weird, but my grandparents lived down the road from me in Texas, his cousin lived in Alabama, we saw him at a rest stop in Tennessee, and neither had any idea that the other was on a road trip.

because the stakes, they are high?

I guess it depends on how much you smoked that day.

People who go into cooking generally enjoy getting to be creative. I love those insane creations that require load bearing anything (although I don’t think I’ve seen straws, usually it’s toothpicks, skewers, or pickle spears).

My absolute favorite wasn’t the tastiest but it was definitely the coolest. The guy made a pretty standard bacon jalapeno burger, added some house made barbecue sauce, cut it into pieces, skewered it, and served it as the garnish for a pitcher of micheladas.

Note: A michelada is kind of what you’d get if a bloody Mary went to Mexico on vacation and added beer and spices.

There’s a bar here with that aesthetic. They do serve ok burgers at slightly reasonable prices, but the secret is to become friends with the cooks. Then tell them that you don’t care what the upcharge is, but you want them to make you the burger they’d want and to have fun with it.

Now I can go in and say “Tell them TexasDrunk wants whatever burger they want to send out” and 9 out of 10 times I get a burger that’s delicious (and sometimes insane). Usually they just charge me the regular burger price.

I don’t do it often, but I got good friends and good burgers out of it.

Astronomers renamed Uranus in 2620 to end that stupid joke once and for all.

It’s weird. I have two BS degrees (double entendre intended) and minored in business administration. I’ve used more of my music knowledge from high school in real life than I have either of my majors and far, far more anything I learned in my business classes.

I should have minored in music.

You can add me to the list of people that had a whole ass problem with calc 2. In addition to what you mentioned, my professor was the kind of guy who looked down on you if you didn’t know as much math as him and he had his doctorate in math. He laughed at people asking questions. His office hours was just him asking if you were too stupid to do math.

I don’t know where he is now but I sure hope he’s stepping on a LEGO brick every morning when he gets out of bed.

Or at least make up a hurtful song about the nonce. They have songs for rival sports teams and individual players. If they start singing about him diddling kids on the world stage it will embarrass him and the Olympics.

They’ve got to hang someone for it (hopefully figuratively, I don’t really agree with anyone being put to death) and he’s a good sacrificial goat.

It just means you don’t have to squat as far.

That’s why my vans are falling apart. I’m going to give them a shot, thanks!

Are they better? Because I don’t like the new styles of Airwalk. My checkered vans are about to fall apart so I need a new casual shoe.