Well they have had a lot of smack talk practice;
I’m not Irish but just like the Mexicans it’s a culture I grew up around. Because I’m pretty sure the American archdioceses just arranges marriages between Catholic cultures.
“John Patrick this is Rosa and Dante. You’re cousins now. Now see if you can rope in a Pole and Haitian. Once you’ve the full set we can finally TAKE JERUSALEM”
Guhhh I really gotta stop buying those jugs of Paisano.
These days I’ve cut my drinking down to just red wine. Because frankly some stereotypes exist for a reason and between my Italian and Austrian heritage I could survive off that alone.
I cut it with seltzer water and some fresh squeezed fruit juice to keep me from getting too white boy wasted.
But unfortunately when I lose my mind and decide to buy an honest to God jug, doesn’t really matter how much I diffuse it.
We live in a circus. And I love it;
It’s kind of embarrassing how bad it’s gotten though 
True but genuinely I don’t think it’s gotten worse. Just filmed more.
That’s part of the problem though. Our Legislative Branch is borderline vestigial now because the line between kayfabe and actual political work has been completely blurred.
Seriously I still remember when Gingrich was treated like a traitor for agreeing with Pelosi on climate change. And it’s just gotten more absurd since then.
Used to be you got stuff done by just being friendly. You schmoozed. Earned favors. Went to dinners, met the kids, that whole shtick.
Can’t do that now. So we’re in a race to the bottom to see who can be the loudest do-nothing.
Trying to focus on emitting evil vibes so I can psychically harm empaths.
So admitably I’m kinda out of the loop but I’m very confused by people insisting France is le mort because they’re rioting.
Have these people read a history book? It’s more noteworthy when the French aren’t rioting. Seriously they did a domestic terrorism over just Euro Disney. Their response to a theme park was explosive sabotage.
This is like the most French thing that can be happening.
Speaking of self projecting evil…
I had a friend who was moving. Starting a new life. I wanted to give him a few silver rounds as a gesture, because I heard silver is said to deflect negative energy and “the evil eye” and all sorts of mumble jumbo. I hoped he would have good luck and no negativity would harm him on his new journey.
But he was the sort of a… dour type… and into weird dark magical stuff… I didn’t know if he would actually be offended by someone trying to keep evil magic away.
So I left that part out, and I told him the silver was for good luck, or he could cash them in if he wanted about $20 bucks for each one. He was really happy and said it would be the last thing he ever traded if he needed money, because he never owned silver.
That’s why I like silver as a gift - it can have spiritual/supernatural/superstitious meaning for people, as well as practical actual worth. A little more classy than just forking over cash, imo.
I usually get people step ladders.
You don’t need one often, but when you do, you never seem to have one.
I used to work for a silver merchant so I got a bug for it. He would hand out silver on the holidays. Started my silver collecting off, and I have been into keeping some around me ever since, for gifts and other purposes.
I like to have some around incase I need to melt it down and make an arrowhead to kill witches or vampires or werewolves or whatever (too many movies) … but it’s also nice for gifting.
Of interest to me apparently the silver bullet was an invention of “The Wolfman” (1941).
Kurt Sidomak happened to be listening to The Lone Ranger radio drama while writing the screenplay and just lifted the silver bullet idea from it.
Historically with stuff like the Beast of Gevaudan it was actually iron that slayed the beast. It’s suspected that since the earliest iron was taken from meteorites it was seen as a literally heaven sent mineral.
And as someone who once had to smash a cast iron bathtub and VERY CAREFULLY walk the jagged pieces down a rickty, pre-OSHA staircase I can see why they named a whole age after it. That ish is as heavy as it is razor sharp.
Speaking of werewolves and vampires, I just started rewatching the Underworld movies, starting with the prequel one.
I love those movies, mainly because Kate Bekinsale is one of my favorite actresses. And I love micheal sheen as Lucian
I mean those came out right as I was becoming a preteen.
Suffice to say goth Kate Bekinsale in a skin-tight leather outfit made puberty hit me like a truck.
I’m perpetually baffled by people who romanticize the past.
Mfers talking about how awesome it’d be to live in like the Italian Renaissance.
And uh. Yeah it’d probably be okay if you were a bishop or noble or extraordinarily talented artists or scientist.
But if you’re not any of those things now, odds are you’d live in abject miserable poverty and die of plague at the ripe old age of 23.
I think people have such a romanticized understanding of the past that they don’t grasp, like you said, people were lucky to live past 23 or not dying of a horrible disease later in life
Yeah the past was just, awful. Generally speaking the quality of human life has trended upwards.
It’s actually surreal reading old texts. Shout out to Project Guttenberg by the way they do a wonderful job of uploading historical texts, all freely avalible. Seriously we have access to the sorts of libraries learned men of ages past would kill for in our pockets.
I recall one from a medieval French plague doctor. And it was actively maddening because the guy was this close to figuring it out but then fumbles at the end.
“On an unrelated note there sure are a lot of fleas here. But that probably doesn’t matter”
Just wanted to rip through time and yell;
So guess who just wasted three hours sitting in the rear end of nowhere?
If you’re curious what the life of residential construction and real estate feels like, imagine there’s a race of people called clients.
Now imagine you’re a racist.
Honest to God I miss doing construction full time sometimes. Definitely not in the Chicago winter. Because those conditions mixed with the sheer number of Slavic coworkers made me feel like I was in an impromptu reenactment of the Battle of Stalingrad.
“It’s too cold. I won’t make it. Tell Petrov I love him”
But man. Clients sure remember their manners when you’re visibly sleep deprived, covered in sweat and holding a crowbar.
Nelf Gym motivation.
I unironically listen to this on chest and arm days;
The Horde of Thrall is weak and pathetic.