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A very long time ago, and much less technologically advanced:

I went to boarding school. We had a little bit of a propensity for sneaking out of the dorm at night.

New dean comes in our senior year and installs alarms on all the exits.

Our senior year time capsule contains the controlling keypad to that alarm system that wasn’t even functional for twenty four hours.

I’ve no doubt that today’s teens possess the ingenuity to bypass if not completely disable this thing.

Going by the memory of my 1980 edition of the Guinness book of world records, it was the number of hairpin turns that made it the crookedest street. There could also be a difference between a street and a road.

Am man.

I enjoy living alone.

I enjoy owning my house and keeping it clean and maintained.

I enjoy cooking at a pretty high level.

I don’t particularly enjoy doing my laundry, but it doesn’t hinder me.

I do not enjoy yardwork, so I outsource it to a landscaper.

I enjoyed being a single dad.

I enjoy watching my daughter making her way in the world.

I enjoy it when my daughter calls me to regale me with tales of her life. I enjoy it even more when she calls me for advice.

I enjoy stability.

I enjoy the silence.

I enjoy the autonomy.

I’m pretty boring.

Age has definitely begun to take its toll on my youthful looks, especially as all my remaining teeth seem to be rebelling all at once.

I do not adapt well to changes in my daily routine or my domestic environment.

I save money. I don’t much spend it.

But I enjoy traveling whenever I feel like it to wherever I feel like to see whichever friends I please.

I do not own a bidet or an electric kettle, just a dystopian stovetop kettle.

Life has repeatedly, loudly, aggressively taught me that all of this is woefully insufficient.

I am not a desirable adult.

Please, take the bear and leave me be.

I don’t know. Some people who experience abuse and escape it become far worse abusers when they’re in position to do so.

I’ve never heard of this so did a little digging. I’m not sure this fits the bill of state sanctioned since the “owners” were pretty much immediately prosecuted via joint efforts of the local sheriff and the FBI then convicted of violating federal law.

While looking through this, I learned of peonage where Mae Louise Miller was released escaped from slavery in 1961. I don’t see any legal repercussions for her “owners”.

I wouldn’t say state sanctioned in her case either. Maybe state turning a blind eye.

Nonetheless, whether or not state sanctioned applies in either situation, it doesn’t diminish the horrible reality that people were being kept as chattel well into the twentieth century.

Thanks for informing me of this. I really had no idea it existed.

What I found via the experiences I relayed is that most jukeboxes will allow you to download just about anything. Too niche for an old school unit that has a fixed number of CDs in it, but not too niche for the Internet.

Wizardry was great. I’ll never understand how I lived in one of those ultra religious eighties homes that wouldn’t let me play D&D but wizardry, Ultima, and bards tale were just fine.

Jesus Christ. I met my ex-girlfriend through mutual music tastes. We both followed bands that are well under the national radar.

I couldn’t take her to bars because she would load up the jukebox with hours worth of the music we listened to.

I’m the first to admit that it’s an acquired taste, not necessarily something you want to blast throughout a bar full of drunks who don’t know it and more likely than not won’t like it.

This happened over and over. Got thrown out of a couple places because she would get in fights over it.

They’ll make you listen to Vogon poetry. If your head explodes, you’re not a bot.

Women are so I don’t know what to do with it but I think I have a lot of stuff to do

I tried via search and failed to prove it, but I’m nearly certain this was an old Facebook satire page.

I hope that wasn’t a stupid question. I’ve been out of that game since before most people on the Internet were born, so I didn’t want to make assumptions based on “that’s how we used to do it.”

I’m so old that the last time I wrote a research paper, it was on a word processor with no Internet connection or spell check.

Given such constraints, I can’t fathom the concept of waiting until the end to add all the references. If I didn’t do it as I went, I’d have surely died.

I should add that we always read each other’s papers before submission to get a second set of eyes for errors, misspellings, and grammatical quagmires. It was mutually beneficial as the reviewing made us all better. Is that still a common practice?

I used power delete suite last year. Just checked and most of my profile is back. Assholes.

What about 3D printing one?

No idea where OP lives, so this is local to me in Texas.

Some liquor stores sell cigarettes, some don’t.

Those that do generally have a very limited selection (Maybe two options) and charge about 50% more than one would pay at a convenience store.

Fortunately for the smoker in Texas, the best prices are usually found in gas station convenience stores that are open 24/7, so OP’s issue is strange and foreign to me.

Lunch?

Time?

The words you speak are strange and foreign to me.

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I didn’t wake up this morning with the knowledge that I’m about to move to Pennsylvania and convert to being Amish.