“A lie can travel halfway around the world while the truth is still putting on its shoes.”

I just turned 40. It’s fine. Same joints ache as when I turned 30, less heartburn (because I’ve figured out my triggers).

You don’t even have to go outside of English for examples. See: the pen/pin distinction in English: some speakers have it, some can hear it when I speak, and some can’t.

Spicy rocks make water hot.

Was this a decade or two ago? There was a mathematician that figured out how to separate winners and losers without scratching them off back in 2003. But I suspect tickets have gotten more sophisticated since then.

Anyways, I trust my manager isn’t doing anything sketchy. She’s generally awesome.

My direct manager gives out lottery scratch-off tickets at the winter holiday party. Last year I won $5.

I tend to transfer a penny or two extra when I’m annoyed with the business, just to fuck with their balance sheets.

There was even a pig that got convicted in, like, 1700s France or something.

My shoulder critic is my mom. I’m working on evicting her from my brain, but yeah. It’s a thing.

Depends. My feet are too small to keep me secure in my partner’s inversion table, which tightens around the ankles. So, if the ankle monitor is similarly unable to go small enough, I’d expect a similar problem.

On the other hand, I’ve worn ankle bracelets just fine. But an ankle monitor might be less flexible/able to tighten into the curves of the ankle.

Yep. Heard a coworker vomiting her guts out in the accessible stall and I asked if she needed help. Turns out she was just having morning sickness.

My aunts’ grandparents came from Poland. Their parents spoke Polish in the house. They were raised with a whole close-knit gaggle of cousins, also with Polish grandparents and parents. The old country wasn’t that long ago for them. They’ve visited.

Me, eh. My dad married someone from Appalachia and I grew up away from his family. I haven’t heard Polish spoken outside of my great-grandaunt’a funeral. I like pierogi, kielbasa, and sauerkraut because they remind me of my dad. He’d cook them when he was feeling nostalgic.

I have looked into claiming Polish citizenship through descent (mostly because an EU passport would be comforting what with USA politics), but my folks came over too early for that.

My current assessment is that having a gun in the house would increase the risk of a household member’s suicidal ideation turning into suicide. That risk is higher than projected benefit of being able to shoot a threat in the face.

I grew up with guns. I’ve enjoyed shooting guns. I should not have a gun in the house…

I am team “know your neighbors and have a disaster readiness kit”. My neighbors are great. We help each other.

They can also force transgender people in institutional settings (prison, college, military, etc) to be housed with the wrong gender. That can be dangerous.

They’re clearly “supposed to” do both. They are both male and female. It’s a sort of super power. /s

Flashback to riding the bus home from middle school in Kentucky when my slightly older friend confessed that she’d been raped by a cousin but she was still a virgin because it’d been anal.

I didn’t think I gave particularly good advice on that topic in 7th grade.

I finally blocked my mom’s phone number earlier this month. It’s only taken me 7 years since she blew up at me in a way she couldn’t/wouldn’t take back.

It can be a slow journey and you might question it as you go, but it’s worthwhile. And more people than you might expect are estranged from their families. I used to worry that my IRL acquaintances and friends would judge me for it, but nope.

My interpretation is that not everyone eligible/registered to vote in 2020 voted. The 88M includes folks that sat out Biden’s election, too.

My therapist encourages me to reparent myself, by which they mean that when I remember something fucked up from my childhood I should try and imagine what would have happened in a loving and supportive environment. Also, they also encourage me to give myself experiences I missed out on as a child. Yes, I sleep with a plushie and it’s awesome.

I have no idea what RFK, Jr means. Sounds like brainwashing.

I have Prime but I don’t pay for it. Way back when in college, I got on my parents’ plan as a student. I’ve graduated and moved a few times since then. Still don’t pay.

I don’t get Prime videos, but that’s fine by me.