My grandpa had a story about being out in the woods hunting morels, when he came across a pile of dead dogs. A literal large pile, rotting in the intense summer heat. It disturbed him for a long time. I wonder if they were fox dogs?

“Pewtin here’s got a job! Pewtin’s got prospects!”

Well, we ain’t usin’ Fop, goddamnit.

Mediocre? He’s the goddamn paterfamilias!

I only miss the small communities, especially the ones for video games like r/stalker. Nowhere else to talk about these things.

Ava Louise, for those curious. Her/her tits are… not really my thing… Like a Bratz doll with Thanksgiving turkeys stuffed into her chest.

Richard passed beyond the veil Tuesday morning. His brain was made into mince-meat. He poofed into a cloud of smoke and was carried away by a wayward zephyr, destined for the clearing at the end of the path.

7-3:30 most days, 5-1:30 others. I love it.

True, but who knows what image was used in this particular meme. Description-wise, I can’t thing of anything I’ve seen more spot-on than Ryuk, or someone dressed up as him.

Was it Ryuk?

I’ve smelled the mildly sour smell of saliva on skin, but I don’t know if I’ve ever noticed a specific odor when it’s cold.

Me mate, Wallace, thought it a peculiar mushroom in his garden.

I manage a produce department for a living and I’m biding my time.

You’re experiencing the exact same problem as my wife, in the same time frame, but for her it’s the neighbor slamming his door on his way out to work.

I can’t speak for her, as she often just gets up after her mind begins cycling through anything and everything, but as someone who has a lot of difficulty falling asleep, I have some success with the following:

1. Massaging my neck, shoulders, and shoulderblades
2. Getting up and sitting in the dark of a different environment for a few minutes, like the living room or guest bed, then returning to bed
3. Alternating between trying to sleep flat on my back and on my stomach

My boss ordered an anti-fatigue mat from Amazon recently and entirety of the inside of that package smelled like a fish market.

Le reddit wins legain, m’fellows!

We need a good man like Davos in charge. A fine and honorable man. A man who could smuggle an onion through naval blockade.

Canada is prepared to open the beaver gate for our allies to the south, but please, calm down everyone. Sorry.

I remember trying Mastodon first, and my first reaction was, “What the fuck? I have to choose a specific sub/server?”, and as I read through the list of each server that said things like “This is a community for camping enthusiasts”, I found myself extremely off put, as I don’t believe (at the time anyway) that anything said the server didn’t matter and I would still have full access to the other boards. It sounded as though I would have to pick explicitly between a camping-centric community, a tech-centric community, a car-centric community, etc.

Lemmy was a little easier to grasp, though I did gravitate straight to Lemmy.ca because that sounded like the most practical option given what I wanted to access and where I live. But the setup process was definitely a learning curve. Eventually I wound up really liking it, but it didn’t truly fall into place until Sync dropped. Now my experience is nearly indistinguishable from my past ten years on reddit, minus the constant angst, hostility, and doom scrolling.

I tried to get my tech-savvy brother on here to no avail. He showed up when a bunch of servers were being defederated and I guess he thought it was setting a bad precedent right off the bat. I’m assuming he was unknowingly on one of the bad servers and was being exposed to their bitching and complaining without realizing what was really going on with them.

We need a service called LemmyIn that does everything for you and places you in every available instance it can find, save for anything inherently bad or controversial.

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