“Passerby were amazed by the unusually large amounts of blood.”
Crush your enemies, see them driven before you, hear the lamentation of their women.
“Passerby were amazed by the unusually large amounts of blood.”
Grids were more efficient for pedestrians and unmotorized transport, but the caveat is that motorized transport, especially on large grids, will often be driving faster than is desired among the pedestrian traffic.
Which is why the ethos has changed off of grids to the windy, curvy roads that naturally encourage slower speeds…no straightaways to really build up speeds like you can with a grid.
Most town centers, which have likely existed before the car did in large numbers, are still laid out in a grid…but youll notice as you get farther out, when the neighborhoods started getting built in the post wwii era and the rise of the burbs, are not generally grids.
This is an easier way to eyeball how old a particular neighborhood is…with some caveats and exceptions of course.
A grid is still most efficient, but were trading efficiency for safety which is reasonable…weren’t too many idiots doing 60mph on 35mph city streets like we have today.
My problem is if im not bed by say, 930, I might as well just plan on getting 4 hours of sleep before work because im going to be up until 1 in the morning at the very least.
This “second wind” shit is for the birds. I dont want this wind. I want to sleep!
I thought this was a common thing lol
I’ve been ordering twice as many fries as I actually want because after 15 years of marriage I goddamn well know that despite her saying she doesn’t want any fries she’s going to eat half my fries lol
I skip the juice, but coffee plus a cigarette is pretty much laxative in my experience lol


Yeah here in WI too. Like on 55mph state highways in the literal middle of nowhere, as in the intersection is corn fields on every quadrant.
Its weird, but of course I stop. Im only ever stopping for the corn, but I aint trying to have some cop come flying out of the corn and tear my ass up either lol
Only positive thing he ever contributed to the world.
Its a shame more of the people today that emulate him don’t commit fully and do the same thing, and just spare us all the bullshit suffering, before it inevitably finds itself there anyway, which it will…it always does eventually. Their way is not sustainable.
They’re like the randoms I get playing chess online that refuse to lay down their fucking King when a mate is inevitable. They’ll even say as much in the game chat. Like for fucks sake, can we not?
I wish DisplayPort would become the standard already. It’s superior in every way.
HDMI is the microUSB of the video world and I wish it would die already in lieu of DP and USB-C/ThunderBolt.
I used to love Mitch Hedberg. Still do, but I used to, too.
That depends, is there cocaine?
I’ve read that before, but I guess what strikes me as odd is how it wasn’t until I hit my 30s that I suddenly started shitting my brains out whenever I consumed more than a small glass of milk. I drank a lot of milk growing up…it was pretty much that or water much of the time, and even after I went off to college and stuff I still went through a gallon by myself every 3 or 4 days. Not even just milk but WHOLE milk…I didn’t switch to skim until my 20s when I moved in with my gf and she hated whole milk.
Anyways, after three decades of no issues whatsoever, and zero change in my habits, suddenly my body decided “NYET! NO MORE!!!” and my ability to properly digest lactose evaporated basically overnight. I didn’t even make the connection until I was traveling and wasn’t drinking any milk on my trip and didn’t have any problems, but then got nearly crippled the next morning after I had a big ol bowl of Captain Crunch before bed the night I got home.
This has been a godsend for me…I have a pair of 35" ultrawides and I was constantly losing the mouse due to the fact that my desktop is 70" wide lmao
Didn’t even get a reminder to renew my subscription, dirty bastards.
The chipmunks were cute and didn’t hurt nothing (though their pre-dawn chittering was fuckin loud for how little they are, would wake us up even with the windows closed) but the squirrels were true assholes. We invested lord knows how much money into squirrel proof feeders and they would retaliate by eventually getting around the defenses and then knocking the shit down on the ground so they could empty our feeders in an afternoon. They would rip open the suet cages and just drag the whole block up into a tree and gorge themselves on it, and if they couldn’t open the cage they’d steal it in the cage lol
Even my wife, who is like a disney princess and wants to go find a clearing and sing and cuddle all the animals, would chuck hickory nut shells at them whenever she was out there so the birds got something.
I didnt get lactose intolerance until I was in my 30s. So weird that my body just decided “Nah, Im good with dairy products” all on it’s own.
Really wish I would have discovered that earlier in life, before I developed my crippling cocoa pebbles addiction.
My last house bordered on a big undeveloped green space; we had , as we called them, ‘owl years’ and ‘bunny years’. You could see the pattern clear as day and predict it to a certain extent. If there were a ton of bunnies out in our yard at dusk in the spring, the following year was going to be an owl year, ostensibly because the eating was real good. If there were hardly any bunnies out there, the following year was almost definitely going to be a bunny year because the owls moved on or starved over the winter.
But there was no balance, that’s the weird thing. It was almost binary…but it wasn’t directly cyclical. We would know by early spring if this was going to be one of those “we need to put fencing around every single flower and plant in our garden” years, or if there were enough owls around to eat all the bunnies and give our garden a break, but it didn’t alternate in any pattern we could tell. We just had to wait and see how many bunnies we had out there at dusk. There were far more bunny years than owl years, but whereas in owl years you would hear them out there hooting all night long, in bunny years…nothing.
Tangentially…it was always a squirrel year. IDK if the owls didn’t care for squirrel or what but only the bunnies and the owls were locked into this relationship…the chipmunks and squirrels were unaffected. The owls just really only wanted bunnies I guess lol.
I usually opt for my birthday suit but last time I did that I wasnt allowed within 100 ft of the gas station up the street anymore
Well said.
I dont hate my job. I hate the fact that my job sucks because everything we do is first and foremost a monetary transaction that is being governed by the principle of minimum investment for maximum productivity, all so a handful of people at the pinnacle of the organization chart can make more money annually than their entire entry-level workforce combined. They could take a fraction of that money and hire enough people that it wouldn’t be a constant fuckin grind but they won’t because why own 4 houses when you could own 5, or 6?
The world’s billionaires, roughly 3500 people, hold $20 Trillion in combined assets. Split evenly among the world population, that would be enough to give every single person on the planet nearly $2500. Doesn’t sound like much until you consider that there are currently 8.3 billion people on the planet. Each one of those billionaires corresponds to roughly 2.4 million people. The population of Houston, TX per single billionaire.
The average lifetime earnings of someone in the US is 1.85 million dollars today. Someone with just 1 billion dollars has the equivalent of 540 lifetimes of earnings. Elon Musk is currently worth 823 billion dollars. 444,420 lifetimes worth of earnings. One person.
Its not the job that sucks. Its the fact that I have to be miserable doing it that sucks, and all so a small handful of people can amass more wealth than some entire countries GDP.