I was going to counter with, “what about Real Time w/ Bill Maher,” but I’ve never actually seen that show so you’re still correct.

Trusting the home inspector that said the roof wouldn’t need to be replaced for at least another couple years.

Not trying to dox myself, but I also live in Missouri and have a sailboat on Carlyle Lake in IL (about an hour from St. Louis). If you’re anywhere in the area, our sailing club is doing our annual Try Sailing Day on June 22nd. Free rides on a variety of different small sailboats and catamarans in exchange for a gentle sales pitch to sign up as an associate member, take some lessons, and be able to rent out any of the club’s fleet boats or volunteer to crew for someone on the Sunday buoy racing circuit.

Do you live in an area where you can go sailing?

Thank you for confirming I’m not going crazy. I wondered why it felt like I was having to log in more often lately.

I was looking for a new job recently and found a listing for Part-time Manhole Cover Inspector. Was tempted to apply, but I was not qualified.

My younger brother had a summer job in high school as a worm farmer.

As I am now in my 40s myself, I empathize and admire him more and more every day.

I hiked a portion of the Appalachian Trail right after I got out of the Army years ago. Half the people were like me: early 20’s, either taking time off from college or just out of the military and looking for a thing to do before joining the rat race. The other half were 65 and older, retired people who finally had time to indulge their pass times.

And then there was one dude, mid-40’s, who just shrugged and said, “I was on the highway, about to take the exit ramp to my job and I ended up here instead.”

Eat enough alphabet soup to give yourself diarrhea then look at what comes out. Same effect.

Sit in a cubicle for 8 hours a day.

I will go on Football Manager binges, overhauling my favorite squads and seeing them to long-term success. Then I watch actual football matches and think, “Why isn’t Dick Johnson starting at left back?” and have to remind myself that Dick Johnson doesn’t really exist.

I was Googling also, I don’t think that entire term was his. His son, Dr D.M. Ferguson, Jr, took over the coroner role sometime prior to 1968.

I enlisted in the Army on Sept 5th, 2001…that was an eventful week.

If they pull a knife, you pull a gun. That’s the Chicago way!

But he was excellent at being completely full of shit.

It’s everywhere, this is just the one that made the news this week.

Don’t really know, I’ve never talked to any of them.

There’s a part in Dante’s Inferno where Dante sees a guy he used to know in Hell and he’s bummed out, but his guide Virgil says, “That guy is in Hell because God wants him here. Who the F are you to question the will of God? Maybe you should just stay in Hell yourself if you think you’re so smart…” and Dante has to backtrack and be like, “No, you’re right, fuck that guy.”

/I know Dante’s Inferno isn’t technically Catholic doctrine, it’s just fanfic that became so popular people can’t separate it from the canon.

I am a project manager and I too don’t know what I do all day.