I’m thankful that I found a good place to volunteer, a local historical mill and farm. I get to take care of the sheep and learned how to trim their hooves. Soon we will be building a wood shop on the premises and later rebuilding the dam, millrace, and gristmill!

Button first, then zipper, then put on pants.

No Rain by Blind Melon

School bell from The Owl House

Persuasion Pickpocketing Buggery

I Sold My Soul On EBay - Hemant Mehta

Good humor, seems like a genuinely nice and smart Guy.

Someone has to be saying it. If the bastards want to spout about getting rid of our migrant population, trans people, black people, etc then someone has to point out the real problem.

Awesome! Nice to meet another fan of the station :)

https://wxpn.org - community-funded, all kinds of shows playing all kinds of music

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Bonus! It’s an actual radio station :)

A lot of prospective boyfriend carers don’t know this, but once the typical boyfriend comes of age to be chosen by a carer, they are perfectly capable of procuring and preparing their own food!

Just make certain that you show them where the food items are located, and they should be able to provide not only for themselves, but for you, too! Now, no one says it’s wrong to feed a boyfriend, but not playing to their capabilities not only deprives them of proper growth, but robs you of a core feature of boyfriends: sharing a life as equals!

Just be a thoughtful and responsible carer, and you could have a happy home for decades, or until it shits on the floor and you have to put it down.

I Bet You They Won’t Play This Song on the Radio

Yes, it does

Someone’s never been to the liberry

Buzzfeed Saves The Internet! -No Headlines, 2025

Usually a foot, but also sometimes a balled up sock that’s gone missing. Spiders, if I’m camping.

I’ll have you know that I’m legally blind and need glasses one foot thick. How dare you?

There’s no way this is effective. I’ve owned cats for just about all my 48 years, and if a cat wants to show you its asshole, which it does, you are seeing that asshole. Likely from about 12” away.

https://youtu.be/b6EJxYNQxvw?si=kJQDmcY2yVukC0vi

Opinel knives are the shit! I use them exclusively for fletching.

I would move the family to my true home back in the NJ Pine Barrens. We would have a a small log cabin on a remote dirt road and I would work as a forest ranger in Belleplain State Forest. We would have enough land to grow some of our food and few unwelcome intrusions into our life.

During the day, I’d be the steward of an amazing place that holds the vast majority of my few good childhood memories and at night, relax in the light and warmth of a campfire, then sleep with only the sounds of crickets and the odd whippoorwill. I would hike, explore abandoned towns, fish, shoot my bow, make my arrows and maybe even a bow one day, canoe, and camp.

When I think about this, usually it’s not such a clear plan. It comes to me a flashes of feelings, images, sounds and scents. Contentment, the smell of a bed of pine needles after a rain, the white sand tainted grey with the remnants of old forest fires, the snap of picking a fresh blueberry or the taste of a teaberry leaf.

I guess my best life is one out of the main world and inside my own, smaller one.