And the synthesizers in the eighties were nothing like moogs

Irrelevant I guess. I was casually reliving a memory from when I was a child, but there’s always got to be a pedant to further solidify my general withdrawal from society because I’m clearly not satisfactorily intelligent enough for it.

They existed and were more of a new wave instrument at the time, but not heavily used in rock like that.

I was unaware of Brownsville Station when I was eleven.

Sorry to have failed your class professor.

We couldn’t all be Jack Black in high fidelity at that age.

I believe I was in sixth grade when that album came out.

First of all, it used a whole lot of synthesizers, which were pretty new technology at the time, and I felt like I was living in the future when I heard it.

As to the album cover, it somehow didn’t register with my that it was a baby smoking.

Rather, it made me think of teenagers smoking in the high school bathroom.

Motley Crue’s Smokin in the Boys Room came out a year later, so I don’t think that influenced my mental image.

I used to work at a place where several partners were members of this church. The open disdain directed toward me for not being a churchgoer and the ostracization the occurred were a significant factor of my decision to leave.

After I left, one of the partners harassed me for several years via phone calls, text messages, and hand written letters mailed to my home trying to get me to turn my heathen ways around.

One of those letters said something asking the lines that while I had chosen eternal damnation for myself, I owed an opportunity of salvation to my daughter, so I needed to bring her to this church.

I don’t remember how many years this continued, but it finally stopped.

The hell is the matter with these people?

Not in computers. I’m an accountant. I don’t have enough money to throw the double middle fingers. Can somebody please, for the love of all that’s holy, show me the way out or, you know, come sneak onto my property when I’m not looking and delete me?

There were a bunch of geese around my grandparents’ house when I was a kid. God those things would torment me. They had free range of the property and I tended to completely avoid the area they hung out because they were hyper aggressive and would chase after me every time I got anywhere near them. I was six years old, so it felt like they were as tall as me and they were definitely faster.

It wasn’t so bad once I got a little older, a little taller, and relied more on my bicycle than my feet for movement.

Nonetheless, those things gave me childhood trauma to the extent that I still can’t stand geese some forty five years later.

It’s election time. Better slow the mail down to stop THOSE people from defrauding our democracy! /s

One juror refusing to convict is a hung jury and a mistrial, which prosecutors will then retry.

Jury nullification would require a unanimous vote to acquit.

I’m surprised by this because what rich guy wouldn’t want to shift his income from a state with one of the highest if not the highest tax rate at his level of income to a state with no income tax?

It doesn’t matter that the income will be sourced in Washington. He lives in California, and by that, the franchise tax board is hyper aggressive in getting their cut.

Note that the equity awards mentioned are taxable as well.

Disney: Guilty of murdering its resort guests as well as the entire Star Wars franchise.

Prison volleyball team about to get LIT!

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She died first

No. No it does not.

Of all possible outcomes including but not limited to losing the election and going to prison, people ignoring him will be Trump’s biggest nightmare.

About ten years ago I got a ticket for an illegal u-turn as the sign prohibiting it was about the size of an index card so I didn’t see it.

I acted genuinely surprised when she told me why she pulled me over and shrugged my shoulders like oops. Ok you got me.

She proceeded to try her damnedest to find something else to stick me with including the fact that I had purchased my vehicle while living at one address while my license reflected a different address where I had moved. It’s illegal to not update your address on your license, so she thought she had a gotcha, but I easily shut that little stunt down.

I had my then thirteen year old daughter in the car with me and the officer was questioning her trying to get her to say that I was kidnapping or trafficking her or something like that. That didn’t work either.

I took my ticket and went on with my life.

A few weeks later, I saw in the paper that she got popped driving drunk with a child in the car.

I’ve never had such a satisfying chuckle though I felt terrible for the child.

I’ve become too old to be marketable in free agency so I’m stuck, but you better believe the day it’s financially viable to do so, and not a minute later, my happy ass will walk out into retirement and never look back.

Too bad it wasn’t a bed because then we could talk about how short the bed skirt was.

Gen X here. At this point in my life, seeking out healthcare might not bankrupt me as I’ve got a whole two deductibles in my health savings account, theoretically allowing me to get sick twice over the remaining twenty five years or so of my life.

Even with that luxury in my back pocket, it’s so hard wired in me that even driving past a doctor’s office brings bankruptcy, that I don’t even try.

Wild card for me is that I engage quite a few doctors on personal finance matters and have learned that many of them are just as bad as their insurance and hospital executives are. They’ll perform a less beneficial but more costly procedure because their God damned neighbor just got the newest Ferrari and they need to one up them. I have literally experienced Dr. X asking me if Dr. Y was doing better than him. It’s disgusting behavior into which I’ve no desire to place my life and four generations of medical debt.

I will happily die younger solely to leave a clean estate for my daughter in favor of giving it all to those shitheads for an extra couple months of excruciating pain extended life.

Michelle: When they go low we go high.

Kamala: Let the meme trolling begin!

If we do end up descending into a Draconian hellhole of an autocratic dictatorship at least the election run-up is going to be exponentially more entertaining than it was going to be with Joe.

I say that dictatorship part because don’t think for a second that the GOP is gonna just roll over and die. Expect hard-line challenges to vote counts in every single swing state.