The digestion thing is always interesting to me. I’ve been doing recreational drugs with the same people for close to 20 years now. Frequency down to about once a year at this point, but from when we were kids to now when we have our own, I’ve always been the one who comes up fast off anything we ingest, and my other buddy has taken anywhere from 30 to 90 (and sometimes more) minutes longer than me. He’s tall, but lanky. We’re built roughly the same. I guess that whenever the uptake starts to happen is just earlier a long in my process of digestion. We’ve got it down to a science now though, and I’m always last to dive in for an evening of letting the minds go.

Yep. Lemmy and Reddit are absolutely terrible for trying to have a positive outlook. If you want to be mad, come here. I’m sure other doomscrollers are the same, I just don’t have any.

What doesn’t kill you leaves a scar that lasts forever, physical or emotional.

Caught a case of commaitis.

Yeah, those nights are so few and far between anymore. And I always just tell people, how is this night different than the hundreds of thousands of other nights between 2008 and 2020?

Did it work after that?

The jesters that immediately come to mind for me are Wit from Storm light Archive, and then The Fool from Farseer, and each of them had the freedom to do whatever they wanted. It seemed like a nice gig, but you got a earn it.

They should just put these signs in time. Just put “5 seconds ahead” if you’re doing 35mph. I feel like I can rationalize 5 seconds better than I can rationalize 300 feet.

It just loses its luster after a point. I’ve been to hundreds of shows, went out pretty much every Thursday, Friday, and Saturday for like 15 years. Now, someone will be like, hey, you wanna go see x band/DJ that we’ve seen a dozen times? I do end up working two to three nights of the week in board meetings, and so having a night that I can be at home and just relax is just more appealing. I’m also becoming more and more a morning person, so I’m game to go out all day, get home at a reasonable hour, and go to bed.

That’s not to say there’s not things that bring me out these days, but I think it’s gotta have some draw.

All this being said, I’m good for a show a month probably, grabbing drinks a couple times, or dinner at friends’ houses. Not doing nothing, but certainly don’t have the compulsion to kick it like I’m 10-15 years younger than I am.

I like dubstep too but I’m trying to figure out what word was supposed to be in “An important dubstep of that,” unless there’s some alternate meaning I’m unfamiliar with.

And to add to what you said here, check out the meal services that send you fresh ingredients to cook a meal. Find one that has a discount for getting started or whatnot. Don’t feel compelled to buy last the discount period or whatever, but it can be a nice way to familiarize yourself with cooking without worrying about compiling ingredients. I’m pretty happy with my kitchen prowess, and with our assortment of spices and whatnot, but there’s still times when I look up a recipe and it’s like, huh, I don’t have that one ingredient and it’s a big deal. The meal kits avoid that altogether.

Frozen veggies are also good in a pinch. They don’t lose their nutrition like canned veggies do (not that they don’t have value, just less value), and they obviously last a whole. I throw a cup of frozen mixed veggies in to a Nissin ramen and boom, my meal isn’t that unhealthy.

I’ll toss my easiest one. I get chicken breasts from Costco, so we freeze six 1.5lb packs and bust em out when we can. I generally don’t do frozen but have in a pinch, but chicken breast in a crockpot with a jar of your favorite salsa and either taco seasoning or some alternative, sazon packets, or some other shit. Eight hours on low, shred around 630, plop it back in, stir it up, and you have chicken that goes great over rice. Can of black beans, don’t drain, just dump it all in a pot, heat over medium, add some adobo. Super easy, my kids eat it, can go in a taco, rice, we do it on nachos from time to time. And best of all, it ain’t bad for you.

I’m fortunate, but I have time in the morning to drop my kids off at school and then hit the grocery store. School is a mile east from my house, ShopRite a mile west. I grab fresh veggies for whatever I’m making tonight, throw it in fridge, then shower and get to work. I was tired of having a plan for a dinner later in the week, but then life gets in the way.

I try to get meats in bulk and freeze, but veggies I usually buy and eat that day, save for the bags of carrots and peppers and cucumbers that we snack on. We do admittedly lose a cucumber every so often.

Ha, it’s definitely not, but I can’t go back and change my comment now, so I must accept the shame.

This scenario is obviously incredibly unlikely and some dystopian shit. They’ll make the ads interactive first, if anything, the interaction being a requirement to move on. In either scenario, I’m just leaving. I pay for Amazon Prime. The delivery service works really well where I live. I won’t go on the video service because there might be ads. I am so turned off by ads, it makes it super easy to just not use shit.

Where YouTube Premium, and Spotify, and any number of services that I pay for (on a family plan I share with five friends), differ from Amazon is that none of them are tied to some other valuable service. If any of them hit me with ads, I’m out, ezpz. I was 13 in 2020. I pirated 'everything, because I didn’t have any money. I don’t pirate anymore because I am 37, and I have money, and I have no problem paying for good services. But I’ll equate not having money at 13 with refusing to pay for ads at 37, in that pirating is the solution to both problems.

No, just distract yourself! It reminds me of the joke Louis CK would tell about folks texting and driving at red lights. Like they can’t just be alone with their thoughts for two seconds, they neeeed to distract themselves before they hear their own voice. I think there’s some value in just letting it all out in your head sometimes, and maybe figuring out where to put it all.

Yeah, I don’t listen to much at 90bpm. Plenty of 140, and 172 is oh so close, but 90 is tough. I get songs like Ebolarama or Memphis Will be Laid to Waste that get close, but it ends up being a real undertaking getting the venn diagram of music I like and music that goes on my cadence to line up.

There’s probably some value to that playlist, but whether I can get a legit hour of music out of that is one thing, and whether I can repeat that so as to not listen to the same songs on repeat is another.

I wear a set of bone conduction headphones and listen to audiobooks. I can hear the reading, but can also hear the biker whizzing up behind me without announcing himself. They’re fantastic.

I live in Jersey and have a trail I run along the river, and despite the fact I just know there’s nothing stalking me, this one section goes through some thick bamboo, and I always just imagine something is there.

Yeah, I end up trying to run to the cadence of music, and so I don’t run to music.

To dial the clock back, I used to be a “naked” runner. Just me, my shoes, and my silkies. I’d see what time I left and what time I got home and kinda estimate my pace, but pretty much would just go run.

I got older, had kids, lost it for probably close to a decade, but got back into running again, but now I listen to audiobooks. Was podcasts for a bit, but now audiobooks. I wear bone conduction headphones, because the only concern is have with the electronics is when I see folks running with noise canceling headphones on. I just can’t get behind turning off one of my senses.