Well, I had to stop collecting them when they went up to $2.99. Not that I missed them much, since by that time, everything had to be dark and gritty – meaning depressing with bad art.
I started getting interested again a few years ago, just from fan works online, but when Marvel came out with a statement that Captain America was a Nazi and always had been an undercover Nazi, I gave up. The industry is dead to me.
Right, 10000 yr old glaciers disappear all the time! And the hottest decade on record had to happen sometime! And extreme weather…
I read recently about an island off of Florida being evacuated due to rising water.
But hey, what do all those climatologists know? Or the oil companies who have been found covering up that they knew about this decades ago?
I am a total ball of mush when it comes to animals, and Chris is just as bad. Since the garage is kept open most of the time so that Chris can go out and smoke, we get feral fur babies – including cats, dogs, possums (baby possums!), raccoons, and tiny birds!
I need to get rich, get my own place, and start spaying, neutering and adopting the cats and dogs – although, to be honest, the dogs aren’t feral, just neighborhood escape artists. That tiny black dog next door needs to learn she’s NOT the big dog, too.
I’ve actually made money with glue guns and found objects. I gave it up when it became apparent that I’m incapable of using a glue gun without burning myself, and crocheted items sold just as well.
But I don’t understand why people act as if decorating one’s home is a waste of time. Pleasant surroundings are less stressful.
Yep, the plastic garbage bag manufacturers are cleaning up! TRUE single use plastic bags only, now. That’s so much better for … reasons … , right?
The cat I understand, Chris not so much. He just can’t accept that the cat really likes him best! It’s kind of cute, though.
Question that NO ONE will answer:
If you don’t get plastic bags at the store, what do you use for garbage bags? And if you say that you buy garbage bags, you just stated that you pay for what you could get for free.
The rental agreement here does not allow pets, but there’s a semi-feral cat that we feed in the garage. My roommate Chris is his favorite human, but Chris won’t admit it.
Cat will only jump into Chris’ lap, will politely ask first, and will always object when Chris leaves. Cat will tolerate me petting him and feeding him.
Chris: “Oh he treats everyone who feeds him the same.”
Is this a guy thing? Or maybe Dan and Chris belong to the same secret fraternity of cat deniers?
Oh, Katie, you really don’t…
My family runs tall, men 6’ and up (my brother was 6’4") and women 5’10" and up – except for my paternal grandma, who was under 5’ tall.
Thanks grandma. I’m 5’4". I spent a lot of my life thinking this was bad, unfair, etc. Then my construction worker brother got badly hurt on the job and had to move in with mom and me.
When mom retired and move in with me, the food bill almost doubled, and that was with her insisting on us both eating like adults. When J moved in, the food bill increased between 4x and 5×. When I realized how much of his paychecks went to food, at the age of 46 I became profoundly grateful for my lack of height.
The taller you are, the more food you need, the more expensive your clothes and shoes tend to be, the harder it is to find things that fit (including beds!), and the less sympathy you tend to get for all your problems. Poor J.
That’s animal cruelty – Cagney is small, short-haired, and the snow is deep, he could die like that. They make coats and boots for dogs for good reasons.