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What are the chances that I, a not particularly tech savvy person, go to download mint and end up bricking my computer?

Honestly, my computer is an absolute bottom of the barrel $200 Dell laptop right now, so it wouldn’t be that big of a deal, but I’d hate to fuck it up, get a better computer, and fuck that up too.

The entire scam of unlimited PTO is that the company doesn’t have to pay out any unused time when you leave.

It certainly doesn’t increase the time off you get while still at the company. Studies show people take less time when it’s unlimited.

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

Go choke on a two ounce kinder egg

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.

I mean to tell you that I’m that regular. Once in the morning and I’m done until tomorrow.

And yes, I wash my body every single day. Are you telling me the paragon of asshole cleanliness that is Europeans doesn’t?

God Europeans are so eager so shit on all of us. Is it the orange monkey we elected? Is that what did it?

I know Europe loves to shit all over the US on this topic.

Unless I’m sick, well over 95% of my poops take place immediately before I shower. I don’t really see how this is any different.

Also in Texas because twenty years ago, my beloved wife HAD to have a house and there was no way in hell that was happening in California.

Today the wife is gone, the house is gone, the dogs are dead, and the daughter is grown and living in a far away civilized state that respects her right to exist.

And I’m still here. I pretty much don’t leave the house anymore except to go to work and get groceries. So very, very tired of everything here, but no viable way out in the foreseeable future.

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.

I used to work at a place where several partners were members of this church. The open disdain directed toward me for not being a churchgoer and the ostracization the occurred were a significant factor of my decision to leave.

After I left, one of the partners harassed me for several years via phone calls, text messages, and hand written letters mailed to my home trying to get me to turn my heathen ways around.

One of those letters said something asking the lines that while I had chosen eternal damnation for myself, I owed an opportunity of salvation to my daughter, so I needed to bring her to this church.

I don’t remember how many years this continued, but it finally stopped.

The hell is the matter with these people?

I’d wager that his lease has a mandatory arbitration clause that requires him to pay up front then try to get it back via arbiters chosen by the landlord.

I had an Apple ][+ in 1982 and an Apple ][c in 1984.

Cost less is a relative term depending on application.

They were cheaper than full business model IBM computers (who hadn’t much entered into the home computer market) but significantly more expensive than other home offerings such as commodore or (shudder) radio shack.

When did this start? I last logged into Facebook about a year ago because a high school classmate died and I was expected to post a few words. My account had been deactivated but not deleted for three or four years prior, and I had no issues.

Suppose Don Diaper weasels his way back in. Do you suppose he’ll remember and/or give two shits about this guy and extend a pardon?

Now I wonder about elephants given that they have funerals and mourn their dead.

A more sustainable, but way more difficult than it seems game is power hour. There should be multiple versions of it on YouTube. At least there were circa 2010.

It plays a song for a minute, then changes to another song for a minute, then another and so on over sixty minutes.

Every time the song changes, you take a shot of beer.

When I was in college about three hundred years ago, it was called the century club and went for one hundred minutes, but since we didn’t have YouTube back then, it was just watching the clock. Amazing how fast that God damned second game can move.

You mean an even better tempo?

I kid. I kid!

By get shot sixteen times, OP means that Roxanne came on, so he and the burglar immediately proceeded to get WRECKED playing the Roxanne drinking game. Sixteen shots didn’t even get him through the first chorus.

For those who don’t know:

How to play the Roxanne drinking game All you need to play is a sound system of some sort, and the song ‘Roxanne’ by The Police. Next, you split everybody up into 2 teams (usually boys on one team, girls on the other). The girls drink when they hear the word ‘Roxanne’, and the boys drink when they hear ‘put on a red light’. Doesn’t sound like much of a drinking game, right? Wrong! It’s unbelievable how many times The Police repeat these lyrics in the song and so this game can be a good laugh if played occasionally.

I went over once when they were shooting off commercial grade fireworks on a Wednesday night and feel lucky to have escaped alive. The young bulls got threatening with me until the older guy came out and spoke reason. It’s just a product of where I live.