*Anyone else seen this possibly insane man driving insane truck?* There's this truck, I see it hauling ass everywhere around town like it's blasting across the alkali flats of some future hellscape. This truck has no regard for traffic laws the regular citizen is upheld to. It's missing a headlight and has a stuffed dinosaur shoved in the whole where the light once was. The man inside appears to be some kind of psychotic but handsome construction worker, he leans out the window and calls old men "baby". The truck itself while already loud usually has some sort of loud music emitting from it, last time I saw it was limp bizkits popular 90s track "nookie". Anyone else seen this fool? I can't be the only one. This truck+man inside are lawless hooligans.

Bready TheReturnOfPEB • Now • 95%

wherever I saw "putting a wet piece of parchment over the loaves and then removing after 15 minutes" thank you, thank you, thank you.

That addition moved me one huge step closer. I don't remember where I saw or read or listened to or wherever I learned it but I was too weary to pour boiling water into my gas oven and this really worked for me.

THIS WRITING IS FOR MY FRIENDS IN MIND OF ALL COMMON & HIDDEN MEN AND OF THE SECRET PRINCES AND TO THE MEMORY OF THOSE WITH ME IN THE COVERT AND IN THE OPEN FROM THE BALCKWALL THE BROADWAY THE CAUSEWAY THE CUT THE FLATS THE LEVEL THE ENVIRONS AND THOSE OTHERS FROM TRAETH MAWR AND LONG MOUNTAIN THE HENDREF AND YR HAFOD THE PENTRE PANDY AND Y DARREN THE MAELORS THE BOUNDARY WALLS AND NO. 4 WORKING ESPECIALLY PTE. R.A. LEWIS-GUNNER FROM NEWPORT MONMOUTHSHIRE KILLED IN ACTION ON THE BOE- SINGHE SECTOR N.W. OF YPRES SOME TIME IN THE WINTER 1916-17 AND TO THE BEARDED INFANTRY WHO EXCHANGED THEIR LONG LOAVES WITH US AT A SECTOR'S BARRIER AND TO THE ENEMY FRONT-FIGHTERS WHO SHARED OUR PAINS AGAINST WHOM WE FOUND OURSELVES BY MISADVENTURE ---- Evil betide me if I do not open the door to know if that is true which is said concerning it. So he opened the door ... and when they had looked, they were conscious of all the evils they had ever sustained, and of all the friends and companions they had lost and of all the misery that had befallen them, as if all had happened in that very spot; ... and because of their perturbation they could not rest.

Seattle TheReturnOfPEB • Now • 78%

"I need you guys to start being normal"

great post with lots of great threads

Fuck Subscriptions TheReturnOfPEB • Now • 100%

Air Con: $1697 for an on/off switch

I linked through ycombinator because the discussion there adds to the solution pool

*We Cry Together* Her shriek is raw, snapping all the world’s quiet As dreams, unborn, tumble into the abyss of almost. I don’t know this sound; an anguish that pierces my soul. With what little strength I have, I grab her hand, Weaving through the grooves of her sorrow, Though my grip is frail. The geography of her face is foreign to me, As the doctor explains the terrain of a pain I cannot mend. A black hole I cannot save her from. Nah, this can’t be right. Look again! Refusing to accept my wife’s body, As the site of such an inexplicable vanishing— A promise left lingering in the world of daydreams. She asks me and the doctor to leave the room, Needing a moment to plead with the universe. From the hallway, I hear her sobbing, an ocean devouring her smile. My knuckles meet the steel door of a sterile hospital room, Attempting to punch away our misfortune, until I can replace it With something she actually deserves. For all of the IVF shots, The nights we debated over names, the anxiety attacks about money, And the moments we pinched ourselves at the idea of being chosen by Saadiq. *Saadiq Joseph*. How do you stitch a wound living in the syllables of a name never called? There is nothing to say, when spun into a vortex of unspeakable loss. We spend weeks huddled around grief like a campfire, Telling silent ghost stories about the people we stopped being Just days before. Nurturing a flame so small it could be mistaken for hope. In the most somber hours, when the world took its deepest breath, I sat beside her, staring at the slight crescent of her unhoused belly, For so long, I swore I heard a heartbeat, but it was actually planets collapsing In the cavities of my chest. And I wondered, how are we going to survive this, And in time, my question was answered: Together.