My cat would respond when my wife or I sneezed. Anthropomorphically, it was similar to how we blessed him when he sneezed. We adopted another cat who does the same when one of us coughs.

You’re right, my word choice makes it seem like I was saying fungi and humans are genetically related. Thanks for clarifying.

I was thinking, “he is a real mycologist,” before I figured out to whom you were referring.

There’s a Paul Stamets video where he talks about how mushrooms are so closely related to humans that we both fight off similar pathogens and that is why they are so useful to us for medicine (penicillin for example.)

You may have more in common with people from the south than you realize. I live in WNC where plenty of people use that word regularly. Folks in the mountains have widely varying knowledge bases and depth that they often don’t reveal right away. It might seem out of place in Southern California, but you may be shutting yourself off to the possibility that someone could surprise you and offer insight from a perspective you hadn’t considered.

Interesting litmus. Thanks for explaining. I hope it continues to serve you well.

What do you feel like it tells you about them?

Right, it was more of a metaphor between the Fed and Apple

As an American, makes me think of real dollars backed by silver and gold and then everything else that’s been printed and printed and printed (and printed) since the 70’s. Same manufacturer.

Shemomedjamo - Georgian word meaning to eat past the point of fullness because it tastes so good or as I heard it, “I accidentally ate the whole thing.”

You could take your protein pills and put your helmet on.

Get it to the corners of the lips and thick, you got a Tom Selleck, just around the edge, you have a Ron Swanson, 2cm past, you’re into Fu Manchu territory

Love my 2nd gen Toyota. Runs well. Needs just basic maintenance. It can hold it’s own in any “Made in Murica” pissing contest. And the only annoying thing is the TPMS sensor light, if you could even call that annoying. It’s manual, 4wd, doesn’t record me, no backtalk. As loyal as a truck can be.

I’ve tried so many things throughout my life. Getting yourself to stop is going to be a personal thing. The last thing I tried that succeeded was taking a job out of town where I worked 12-16 hour days. It was manual skilled labor. I was working with my hands, they were often dirty, and frankly, there wasn’t much downtime to find myself chewing my nails. This attempt to stop just happened to finally work for me. It’s been almost four years. Keep at it, you can do it!

Biting my nails.

I started at about two years old and chewed them to the quick for over 35 years.

Toilet paper over the top

Careful with pressies

I’m over 40, have ADD, have extensive experience, and am grieving two close friends who died of fent in their coke in the last few weeks. You’ll likely conclude the same thing I did, that it’s way overpriced and you need a whole lot more to get the dopamine dump that makes it worthwhile.

You asked, I answered. Knock yourself out (but please, test your shit. Fent strips are cheap and often free. Check with dancesafe.org or others for best practices on testing. I’m not worrying about you, but I’m sure you have people in your lives that love you dearly, and I hope they never go through what I’m going through right now.)

Because of that? It’d be a lot cheaper and much much safer to get a prescription for ADHD medication. You’re not missing anything.

What’s the deal with Cleveland? Y’all also have the steamers

As I understand it, shit, piss, and fuck were common words in Old English. When the French-speaking Normans invaded the Anglo-Saxons, they made the people and their language lower class, crude and dirty. Defecate, urinate, and fornicate were substituted as the proper way to speak. This was a way to continue oppressing a conquered and occupied group of people. These views have persisted for hundreds of years and been adopted by various groups over time. Something to consider when you find yourself viewing the words others use as crude.

Based on this history, you might also see why saying “pardon my French” is ironic as fuck.