I take a different approach.

I more lean into now than on a faded memory skewed by time and misremembering. Don’t get me wrong, I like nostalgia too, but I’m careful to not get too wrapped up in it because those good times were also found while wading neck deep in bullshit then too. Not to mention, my world view was much more naive, less discerning, and simplistic.

This isn’t the world I grew up in, but just like then, there are good times to be found now. I just have to open myself up to them in spite of myself because of my natural tendencies toward a realist/pessimist view.

It’s the finality of it, I think.

Glad to bring a smile!

Cry us a river, dildo. Meanwhile, go fuck yourself.

No shit.

I would take those and the adhesive rubber feet that you would get with switches and make coasters out of them to give away.

“You can always tell a Milford man.”

I must confess to missing the vastness of Reddit, but I’ll never go back. The company I keep here is better, by far.

You forgot the “/s” bro

The hive mind is strong with this one.

Yep. Duck those ducking duckers. I’m out.