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root canals cheer me up, too.

On my bicycle in downtown Portland yesterday, a perfect Maine summer day. Except for the fire and brimstone bible thumper yelling and carrying on on a busy pedestrian street corner. But then I stopped and noticed a guy in a wheelchair about 20 feet behind the preacher, shouting "Bull crap!" every 30 seconds. Made my day. That and the 500 stunning women I saw walking around.

Prolly a decent show to meet a horny divorcee who fancies men who wear fabric bracelets. It's a low bar.

I'm painfully ignorant of computer science, mostly due to my age and the fact that computers were non existent in my school until I was 15, and even then, it wasn't required study. Back then when you turned on a desktop, there was a blinking dot. It meant **** all to me, and I thought it was just for nerds and rich kids Thirty years later and I'm a total convert, but just embarrassingly deficient of skill and basic understanding of fundamental concepts of code, programming, etc. But I want to learn, and I want to parlay knowledge into a regular paycheck. I have a couple of IT friends, and they tell me to take the Cisco Cyber Security certification program. In theory, it could be a great move for me, because I can afford the courses, and it's mostly online. I have no college degree, but i'm told it doesn't matter as long as you know your shit and have the latest certs. It's also the future, and it can give you independence if you want to work for yourself. I like that. I also need to GTFO of the bar business and transition into a secure field. I just wonder how much of a handicap I have not really knowing up from down. Basically I'm looking into it. Harvard offers a free online intro to Computer Science course, ($100 for an official Harvard stamp of approval), and so far it seems boring, but taught well, so we'll see how this goes... Any advice is really appreciated.

Continuing roofing crew adventures...yesterday they woke me up again at 8 AM to move my car. Hot day, so i went out in flip flops, and promptly stepped on a roofing nail. My reaction must have been ferocious, cuz they all looked startled, lol. I moved my car which then got blocked in and made me late for work again. Fast forward to after work, I pull in the driveway, and there's some crackhead climbing the ladder trying to break in the apartment above me! He GTFO right quick. This past week has got me thinking I need to also GTFO...

Yes, because this is the 2015 thread

Who wants to admit they were wrong?

Odd number, ffs

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You should ask him to STFU that early

6 doesn't cut it for him, and 8 gets him too drunk. I think my suggestion of 7 beers isn't odd at all, it rather makes pretty good sense. Maybe not entirely advisable, but solid advice given the context.

So, the other day, the roofers destroyed my vegetable garden. Yesterday morning at 7AM, they banged on my door asking me to move my car. I did, and then it got towed from a usually safe spot. $110 to get my car, and I was late for work. **** words removed AND clearings in the woods AND rocket polishers

Try drinking 7 cans, it's a lucky number.

**** yeah we have

Found it-

I'm lining up a triple like as we speak...

I worked at a coffee shop in Chicago and one day this young Irishman came inside to apply for a job. He was wearing a cowboy hat that he bought so he could fit in. Bless his heart. What made it even funnier was that he got the job and showed up to his first day of work still wearing it, lol. Edit: so we killed him.

There's a raised garden bed outside my apartment building, it belongs to whoever rents my apartment. That would be me. I decided to give it a go this summer, and I've been working on it for a couple of weeks. I put down stakes, and covered it in protective mesh. The seedlings were starting to sprout. Until the roofers who are tiling the building STORED THEIR LADDERS INSIDE THE ACTUAL GARDEN. I just got home after a few days to see this, but because it's dark, I don't know how bad the damage is. I told my landlord that I was planting the garden over a month ago, when he told me about the roof job. What kind of complete **** word removed stores ladders IN A GARDEN?? I fully understand that the roofing job is the clear priority, but WTF. They have other areas to store their ladders. Also, one of them left his shirt on my steps, and there are two empty soda bottles just left on the ground. If I complain to my landlord, it's basically a fight I shouldn't pick. I should just eat the $100 I've spent on it, and bite my tongue, right?

Contractually stipulate that his entire family must be monitored with GPS bracelets, and I'll be ok with this signing.

60K/week for a 36 y/o in the Championship is steep IMO.

I think spirits can live on, independent of religion.

When my father died, the undertakers came in to put him on a stretcher and take him to the morgue. When they lifted him up and off the bed I saw him grimace. But he'd been dead for three hours. Still haunts me.