Super Blood Wolf Moon Eclipse. In the middle of nowhere. Light pollution nearly non-existent. The barking coyotes, easily a dozen it sounded like. Persisted eerily until the eclipse went full. Like a light switch, as that last snip of light disappeared, so did the noise of the dogs.
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Winter Hof festival. A time of celebration of culture. Dancing, food, good drinks. Except this year changed. The food. They advertised “hot purple cabbage” and “hot/cold potato salad”. What the actual fuck? Its Rotkohl (red cabbage) and German potato salad. Its made with vinegar, not the shiny white shit these…
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Hydrocodone. A schedule III drug. Easily accessible. (pictured below). Highly addictable. Marijuana. A schedule I (amongst the retards), easier to obtain despite its illegality in this state. Non-addictive. Whilst not condoning consumption of either, my picture shows what is easily accessible pending the appropriate medical treatment.
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New roof. New leaks. Cannot contain my sarcasm and disgust.
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Wanting to be heard. Likely one of mankind’s biggest … (choose the adjective). I found this little gem at a swap meet. What is your message if this was the delivery mechanism? Who is your audience?
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Reading. Used to be simple. Etch out an hour or so. Every day or so. Dalio is next.
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Work. Sometimes unpredictable and inconvenient. A rare glimpse of what after hours escalation looks like. Are you surprised?
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I used to dread when we started recording. It’d take me take after take after take after take to get something half assed worth listening to. Today, one take did the trick. Rare day.
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75 years young + 1 day. Funny story. As a young Marine, it was rare for personal calls to be received at our barracks. The exceptions were typically when we returned back from a deployment and girls were calling looking for their baby daddy. The true attention getters were senior…
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In 2017 we visited Cuba. As culture shock goes, Cuba is definitely in the top 5. One thing that was striking was all the vibrant, yet aged tile nearly everywhere we went. While this isn’t from Cuba, it is Cuba-esque.