God damn, I can remember as a kid when Bruce Jenner was a fucking godMake it a pic of him on the wheaties box though.
This morning I went to a friends house to help them. Someone had driven over their mailbox. Okay, easy fix. I start digging the hole and this guy comes up to me, asking what I was doing. I said I was helping friends because someone hit their mailbox. My friends are elderly, and shouldn't be digging. I was happy to do it. The guy tells me how sorry he is, said it was his son who drove over the mailbox. Underage kid who doesn't have a license but went for a joy ride. Lost control and tried to hide it. Doorbell cam caught it, and obvious damage to the car. He handed me $500 and asked if that was enough to get the work done and make me happy (he obviously didn't want me to call police with what he revealed to me). He then got his son, had him come to me and apologize. Father said "why are you apologizing?" And the kid sheepishly said "because what I did was really stupid, and I understand that."
He then went to the front door of my friends house and repeated this exercise. This kid was obviously not in danger of being beaten or anything, but he was being severely disciplined, and forced to be accountable to the person doing the work and the family whose mailbox he smashed.
Parenting done right. This tickles my pickle.
that is a good story. I probably would have told the father not to worry about the money just have the kid do the work.
A bit of a lame one but one that came to mind anyway. Going through a bunch of dumb shit the past few weeks, being pissed off and stressed and generally having life throw some bullshit my way. But at night, I can get into bed, look outside before I go to sleep while it’s dead quiet and see nothing but the moon and stars shining through the dark silhouettes of the trees and into my bedroom in my own house. And for just a bit, the bullshit goes away and I’m ever so slightly tickled.
I mean, I do have houses right on either side of me and I’m in a generic development and all that. Overall, my backyard is unfortunately pretty small, but the illusion at least is there. There’s a train every now and then too but I kind of like it since it’s far enough away. I’m mostly just happy we’re not backed into someone else’s house, and shit, I’m just happy we managed to get a house before things went to utter shit.That is one of the least lame things I've read today. This is part of why I bought the property I did. Dead quiet, beautiful trees, makes for a beautiful sleeping place, and that is a good thing, because good sleep makes everything better.
A bit of a lame one but one that came to mind anyway. Going through a bunch of dumb shit the past few weeks, being pissed off and stressed and generally having life throw some bullshit my way. But at night, I can get into bed, look outside before I go to sleep while it’s dead quiet and see nothing but the moon and stars shining through the dark silhouettes of the trees and into my bedroom in my own house. And for just a bit, the bullshit goes away and I’m ever so slightly tickled.
Like a niggling suspicion?
Yeah I always heard that as niggling.Like a niggling suspicion?