She’s more of a wee little princess who loves to be carried everywhere.

Bo is a solid lump at 15 pounds.

Two elderly rescue cats, Buttons and Bo.

She (Buttons) is a very needy lapdog of a cat who loves to be carried basically everywhere around the house. Insists on sleeping under blankets while on my bed, usually on her side with her head on a pillow. She also LOVES grooming me, especially my beard. She comes when called, though is mostly deaf. She’s freaked out when I take a bath, coming up to the edge and howling… probably remembering the time she jumped on the edge and very gracefully fell in.

Her brother is downright weird. He’s shaped like a pug (15 pounds, very broad chest, walks almost bow legged due to said breadth). He LOVES to be held like a fat, hairy toddler… ‘sitting’ on his hind legs with his back up against me. He also prefers being under blankets at night, but completely covered. He likes to be carried, but not as much, and due to his length it’s a bit challenging to make him comfortable while doing so.

Both always want attention, love having their bellies scratched and immediately warm up to strangers.

The two hwat?

Ah, but the rhythm will get you. Tonight.

Don’t beat yourself up. Seriously.

I was able to break free early partly due to how absurd the hypocrisy became. My mother was going to hell, not because she’s a cold narcissist, but a Jew and a ‘practitioner’ of new age bullshit. And my father saw nothing at all wrong with this type of belief.

Not to mention he was pretty racist (though in a ‘subtle’ way), while helping raise my adopted Korean sister.

I was lucky that he and my mother were such atrociously bad examples of how to deal with others, that I vowed to never be like them.

That was my thought too. Princess Leia is a complete badass and my first time seeing a woman in that such a depiction on any screen.

More like “we can’t hear you over all these AIPAC donations constantly rolling in”.

There is no war in Ba Sing SE after all…

It’s such a painful choice. I can’t take in more pets, but I can’t stand to see one suffering.

The last true stray I adopted ended up giving me a litter of kittens before I could get her fixed, then ran away. Ever since all my pets (cats) have been from shelters.

To be fair I still feed opossums regardless.

The word you’re looking for is ‘apropos’.

So long as both sidesing brings in outrage clicks and views, they won’t.

Pretending that the latest monstrous and insane thing out of Trump’s hate hole is somehow breaking news is the same shit they’ve been playing since… forever.

Some of their own people (reporters) may get ground under the millstone, but that’s a price they’re willing to pay. Just the price of staying on top.

My gateway not only into ‘real’ computer gaming but also D&D.

Salt.

Terlet

That deserves at LEAST sensible chuckle.

Bravo.

Granted. I’m one of the lucky such gen X’ers whose parents were prescient and wealthy enough in the early 80s to get me a computer (Apple ][). As such, I’m mystified dealing with people much younger than me who are oddly proud of being technically illiterate… though to be fair it’s been a lot of users that I supported during my days as an IT drone, and many of those were real estate bros. Ugh.

I damn well hope so. As an elderly old man, I’m exhausted seeing technically illiterate and wildly socially backwards old men in charge of most parts of our political apparatus.

Time for people who know the internet isn’t made of fucking tubes. Or that climate change is on top of us, in the process of burning/melting those things we need in order to live.

I know I am. I quite literal don’t recognize my political leanings of 10 years ago.

I’m lucky to have both.

The pain gets worse every year, but I’ve been dealing with it for closing in on 50 years so… meh I’m mostly used to it.

The tinnitus has a similar timeframe but seems to be getting worse MUCH faster. And is so much more distracting and ruinous to quality of life.

Elderly old man with a resting bitch face here. People don’t say ‘cheer up’ to me, but have frequently asked my wife why I’m so angry.