As table setting, I haven’t listened to MBMBaM in three years, give-or-take, so I have no clue what the modren era (😎) of the show is like. However, I have been hate-listening to a movie podcast enough that I’ve actually turned a corner into liking it, so I feel spiritually ready for this. Plus I’m a little drunk, which has never been a bad decision for anybody ever.
0:00 - I’ve always kind of disliked the intro, especially the “cool baby” part, and sadly that has not changed with time.
0:20 - First time hearing the new theme song, which is fine if a little twee for my taste. I weirdly hate how they deliver the “1, 2, 3, 4” up top, but that’s just nitpicky. We can’t all be DeeDee Ramone, you know?
1:10 - Introductions. Travis introduces himself as “noted intellectual and middlest brother”, and Griffin just says “…And I’m Griffin… McElroy”. I didn’t laugh, but I did actually find that slightly funny, so I’m optimistic for how this goes.
1:35 - Justin has invented a new game that he wants to play called “Simply the Guests” where he tells them who guested on a celebrity’s podcast and they have to guess the celebrity. Travis points out that the title is a touching tribute (to Tina Turner, he clarifies a few seconds later) and there’s a bit where Justin and Griffin pretend not to know she died that Justin interrupts with a parody song. Is this too soon? I can’t tell, but I also only get my celebrity death news from Simpsons memes.
2:31 - I’ve had to pause and restart enough times that I’ve realized how shitty the web player is, since I have to click like three times before it registers as being on the page and actually trying to play instead of just highlighting the button, and if I try to click the 15 second rewind button it usually skips to the ~11 minute mark right above the button. However, I refuse to actually download the episode because if I do that, Jesse Thorne wins.
2:58 - Justin only has one round prepared, but expects it will take longer than they expect. Griffin rightly questions if it’s actually possible to play this game based on the information that will be provided. Travis says that sometimes when he comes up with a game, it’s like when you start off at level 1 fighting Sephiroth and die, but it just takes you to a cutscene and is all part of the game. I’m struggling to think of games he’s come up, which is maybe a metaphor for how I never finished FFVII. Justin says it should be easy if their heads are on a swivel, and 50-50 if they’re half paying attention.
4:30 - Justin is giving the guests in order as they’ve appeared: Billy Ray Cryrus, John Carter Cash, Billy Bush, Albert Pujols. Griffin laughs and makes a joke about how his head is on a swivel but it hurts, and I’m shocked and a little disappointed that it wasn’t a joke about how one of the greatest Cardinals of all time has a name that’s pronounced “Poo Holes”.
5:00 - The next guests listed Adam Carrolla, Clint Black, and Gary Busey. Travis incorrectly guesses Blake Shelton. Justin says Katie Couric was the next guess, and Griffin’s postulation of Kevin Sorbo is apparently pretty close.
6:10 - Dr. Drew is the next guest. Travis asks if they would be willing to guest, and Justin says he likes to think they’d have a nice long talk about it. Griffin guesses Randy Quaid. Justin neither confirms nor denies, but instead finishes listing the guests - Sharon Stone, Martin Short, Mike Lindell (the MyPillow CEO), Jim Brown, and Anthony Fauci. I actually kind of like this game, because what the fuck?
8:40 - Justin says he’ll give them an episode title for any celeb mentioned. Travis picks Sharon Stone, who covered “Pandemics, Social Justice Movements, and Animal Actors”. Griffin picks Pujols, who covers “Baseball, Downs Syndrome, and Living the American Dream”, and asked if there were other baseball players on the list.
10:05 - Justin admits he skipped Jimmy Morris because he didn’t know who that is. I didn’t either, but I have the power of Google and in the time it took him to explain why he was skipped, learned that he starting playing for Tampa Bay Devil Rays when he was 35 and The Rookie was based on him.
10:30 - Travis and Griffin discuss “Sorbo adjacent” celebrities and Justin scolds them for not talking to each other, saying that’s what a podcast is and that he’s trying to do a podcast. To paraphrase a joke from Jon Gabrus, it’s three straight white men talking, we already know it’s a podcast.
11:30 - Travis suggests Dennis Quaid, since he has a strong connection to baseball and Christ. Griffin agrees and Travis is in fact correct. Ironically, that means that Jimmy Morris was probably the most helpful clue, since Dennis Quaid starred in The Rookie. Justin offers a bonus for naming the show, and says it’s something with “Dennis”. Griffin accurately guesses “The Dennissance”.
13:45 - Justin mentions Morris was the titular rookie, and claims that people forget Dennis Quaid. They discuss the Quaid siblings a bit and advise Dennis to get back in the podcasting game.
15:15 - First question of the episode: “My boyfriend and I were looking for a bar before your Columbus TAZ show and walked by one that looked empty and not our vibe, but it had tinted windows so it was hard to tell. We walked to another bar and inside the door person flagged us down and said someone was looking for us. We were already inside this other bar when the woman who was working at the first bar said she saw us looking in and said “Please come into my bar - we have cheaper drinks. We were confused and startled and decided to stay at the bar we were already at, but we weren’t sure if we regretted it because this person went to the effort to chase us down half a block, cross a busy street, went through a revolving door to get to us. Also, the drinks at the bar were expensive. Should we have gone back to the other bar instead?” - Confused in Columbus. Not to brag, but I’ve been to a lot of bars in my lifetime and can say with some confidence this didn’t happen.
16:05 - They immediately answer that, no, they should not have gone back to the other bar. Travis accurately points out that weird pursuit aside, if they have that little business then 100% of the focus would be on them. Griffin thinks they would have had a tremendous amount of power and would get their drinks immediately, and the bartender might have cool stories. They discuss how bad the design of this bar is that it’s impossible to see inside, both because they crave attention and so that someone will notice in case they go missing.
18:45 - Travis says if he ran a restaurant across from another restaurant, he would go up to patrons at the competitor and try to lure them away. Apparently Tom Green did this with pizza delivery as a TV show, and Justin thinks he would have Shark Tank’d it if it was a viable option.
19:36 - Travis says Tom Green would’ve probably called it “Shart Tank”. I laughed out loud.
20:00 - Griffin says in Austin they basically have to have barkers for the various bars given the amount of competition for foot traffic and Justin thinks they should just go for hyper-local advertising.
21:00 - Travis offers Griffin an investment opportunity, claiming he needs angel investors. Justin is incensed that he isn’t offered the chance, and Griffin says it’s because he has no money but maybe his “crypto shit’s gonna pay off some day”. Justin says he doesn’t have “crypto shits unless I’ve been eating cryp-tacos” (Griffin pitches crypto-salsa) and that Superman hates cleaning up Krypto shits.
21:44 - Travis points out that Superman named his dog after a thing he hates. I swear this had to be a Seinfeld joke at some point, since the two things I know about Jerry Seinfeld are (a) he loves Superman and (b) he’s not funny. Actually, I know a third thing, which is that he dated a 17-year-old when he was 38. Anyway, fuck that guy.
21:50 - Travis pitches having a long stretch of connected bars by buying all the existing bars and knocking down the connecting walls. Griffin and Justin point out that’s essentially the Disneyland model, and Justin mentions the Goofy sour balls.
21:51 - I Googled “Goofy sour balls” and thankfully it was a real candy. Griffin indignantly says that they stopped making them and that “Goofy took his sour balls away”. Travis says “He washed them” and they ignore him. I laughed out loud again, man’s really winning me back. They continue on this riff, making more and worse versions of the same joke.
24:07 - Question 2: “I’m enrolled in summer college courses. In one of my classes, a guy in front of me likes to stretch backwards over his chair with his eyes closed. His head basically ends up right on my desk and he will breathe in my face. I’ve had to move my laptop to stop him from laying on it. Am I the weird one for staring at the guy as he disrupts all my belongings and my personal space? He does it more than five times a class. It’s very awkward and makes it hard to focus on the lecture. Should I say something? Help me brothers, how do I stop this stretching bandit from stealing my peace of mind?” - Cramped College Co-Ed in Canada.
24:57 - Justin has an immediate suggestion. I assume it’s the actual solution, which is to say something like an adult or just switch seats, but nope, it’s the old chestnut of put some jelly on it. Griffin suggests surprise massage. Travis clarifies that they’re definitely ignoring the “excuse me, could you not do that” option, which Griffin confirms because it’s not very funny. This takes me back to when I used to regularly listen, since part of the driving force for me stopping was the sheer number of questions that could be solved by two seconds of slightly awkward conversation. I totally get it, social anxiety is a bitch and I’ve absolutely been there, but the lack of funny kinda stems from the question. They all agree, and Travis suggests adding broken glass to the jelly.
26:57 - Griffins goes back to the massage suggestion, with “dual percussive massagers”. Justin suggests hovering over them and saying “There’s my sweet boy” and Travis suggests a “little kiss on the forehead” which, thankfully, they immediately shoot down. Still, I’m uncomfortable.
28:00 - Justin points out that, if someone actually followed the advice they give, the problem would be solved, it’s just a question of consequences. There’s some more discussion of the Quaids but my spirit is a little broken and I can’t bring myself to rewind to accurately transcribe any of it.
29:43 - Money Zone: Travis says, “Well Justin,” and Justin misidentifies him as Griffin. So far, hardest laugh of the episode. The ad is for Zocdoc, which Justin mispronounces a lot. I assume any service that advertises on a podcast is actually just a money laundering scheme, medical stuff doubly so, but it does remind me that MaxFun podcasts are the only ones where I can tell the ad copy was done in a single take with no edits. I admire it, in a way.
32:45 - A MaxFun ad for “Just the Zoo of Us”, which is apparently a podcast where they rate animals on their “effectiveness, ingenuity, and aesthetics”. It kind of worked on me, which is to say I’m debating the merits of getting a Zoobooks subscription as a childless woman approaching her thirties.
33:30 - A MaxFun ad for “Feeling Seen”, where the editor likes to play the game of taking a sip of coffee anytime the guest says how good a question is, how smart the host is, or cries unexpectedly. I cannot stress enough how much this makes me not want to listen. I don’t even have anything snide to say, I’m just genuinely put off by it.
34:19 - Griffin introduces the Wizard of the Cloud: How to “Talk Nerdy” to someone, which is meant to help you talk to the “cute nerd in your science class” by becoming more adorkable to them. Justin and Travis are disgusted by the word “adorkable”, which feels like a real split with their brand of appealing to mid-2010s Tumblr users.
36:00 - Travis points out that this article presupposes that nerdy people only want to be seduced with nerdy things, and will shun all other romance. The original pickup line is “Are you a carbon sample? Because I definitely want to date you. If you’ve seen The Big Bang Theory, you already know science and physics nerds are the best” Travis punches it up with “I’ve got a theory that we should Big Bang.” Currently he’s batting a thousand for me.
36:55 - Wikihow asks “Can math be sexy?” They talk about how sexy 8 is and Travis makes a 69 joke, so I retract my previous statement. There’s a gross astronomy-based pickup line saying “Do you mind if my comet enters your solar system” and “Hey, nice asteroids”. Mercifully, no “Can I touch Uranus?”
38:30 - More bad pickup lines, now about computers. Apparently “You’re hotter than the bottom of my laptop” is a good come-on. The video game lines are equally impressive, and Wikihow recommends that distracting gamers away from their games is easier said than done. These are more sexually charged than before, but no more clever.
43:30 - We’ve arrived at Star Wars. Wikihow says “Jedis are tough nuts to crack, so you may need to use the Force to woo them effectively.” It’s been a while, but I’m fairly certain Jedis aren’t allowed to fall in love and that’s kind of a whole thing with the prequel trilogy. Also, are we not doing phrasing anymore? Cuz Jesus, they should take a second pass at that.
43:46 - Wikihow suggests several “Yoda-approved pickup lines”, and they do some bad Yoda impressions like “pull down some trim, you will” and “wet, you will get”. This is apparently a thing they’ve done before called “Clipping Yoda”. Justin makes a “something something something, I thought they smelled bad on the outside” joke.]
46:08 - They discuss the very limited situations when the suggested “I find your lack of nudity disturbing” is acceptable, then move on to the Lord of the Rings lines which are equally questionable. Travis brings up the theory that Frodo doesn’t know Legolas’ name, and now I wanna rewatch LotR.
50:09 - Justin suggests coming up with their own lines, which results in “You make me feel like John Rhys-Davies in Sliders, cuz I wanna climb in those holes” and Griffin looking up “nerd movies”.
51:40 - Question 3: “My bank has been advertising a home ownership service to help folks buy and sell homes. I usually ignore them, but this time they’ve been offering a chance to win a flattop grill package with a $100 gift card to a very expensive butcher. I’ve been really wanting to get my dad a new grill. Brothers, I have no way of buying a house, let alone sell one. They’re contacting me, trying to help me buy a house. How do I explain to them I’m only entered to maybe win the grill and have no interest in the service?” From the Poor Hopeful in B (?).
53:00 - First of all. Second, they suggest the asker (a) admits they were only in it for the grill or (b) saying they have a budget of $750 for a furnished home. It devolves into a riff about Bobby Flay and pitches for “Flay Bobby Flay” and “Bob Bobby Flay” to see if he floats.
56:15 - Plugs for stuff and the end of the episode.
Closing Thoughts: I actually enjoyed that, although with a lot of stopping and starting to write this. Also anyone who likes Clipping Yoda may also like Action Boyz, because pedophile Yoda is a surprisingly rich vein to mine. I don’t think I’ll ever actually pick up listening again, since I have about 280 episodes of Off Book to get to first and this whole recap has made me really contemplate my mortality, but I was pleasantly surprised by how much I enjoyed it

My name is Brandon and I'm 35, I was 16 when I got laced. It all started when me, my friend Eric and his cousin that I don't know the name of went to this party. It was one of the biggest summer break parties that was being advertised at the time. We all drank and smoked and were having a good time. I was in the middle of clearing a bowl when Eric's cousin suggested we go back to his place because he had tabs of acid, and he always wanted to try it but never had the chance. I have done acid a few times before this and didn't think that it would be much different from the previous times I consumed the substance. But little did I know what I was about to get myself into.
So we went back to his place which was a few houses down from the party we were at. We entered his room when he pulled some tabs out of his drawer. Eric suggested that we wait and get ourselves situated before we trip, as we did. After about an hour of us playing video games on his PS3, his cousin asks us if we are ready, we both say yes and then he gives us each a tab. Eric counted to 3 and we all dropped the tabs into our mouths.
After about an hour of us playing video games Eric said it kicked in for him. He wasn't acting crazy or anything but he was sitting in a hurdle position in the corner of the room with his tongue sticking out. Another hour goes by and me and his cousin don't feel anything out of the ordinary so he drops another tab, he offered me another but I politely decline because I hear stories about people taking more tabs and then having scary trips. About 5 minutes after that Eric starts going crazy screaming "I'm Not Real!". His cousin and I just chuckled a little bit and moved on. 30 minutes go by and then it kicks in for me.
One moment I'm normal, and the next the walls were singing me songs. that is the best way I can explain what was happening to me. I felt at peace but then I look at his Slipknot poster on his wall. There were fire, skulls, clowns, and unsettling masks that really shook me. suddenly I felt as if I was engulfed in the flames of the poster. All I saw was fire in every corner of the room. I seriously thought the house was on fire and that we were all gonna die. I looked at Eric and his face was melting, then I looked at his cousin and he gave me this ugly sinister smile. I started to scream bloody murder and then his cousin started laughing. Imagine being burned alive and then you hear a Joker like laugh. This really scared me and I was laying in the middle of the floor in the fetal position. I later found out that he was laughing because I was moving like a zombie.
I was panicking and my heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest. The next thing I know I'm running around his house freaking out, I ended up knocking over a picture frame in his dining room. I don't know why I did this but I ran to the mirror and looked at myself, my face started distorting. The best way I can explain it is that my face turned into my surroundings. I quickly run back to the room and his cousin is still fine. He looked and me and quickly realized something wasn't right. He exclaimed, "You Are Paler Than a Mother Fucker!". After this, I panicked even more than I already was and started crying. He walked over to me and gave me a Xanax bar and told me to swallow it, so I did that. I don't even know how Eric was doing at this point because all I can focus on is that I'm gonna die. Everything started to appear black and white but flashy like the static of a TV. And that's all I remember from that trip.
I woke up in his bathroom with blood and vomit all over the floor. When I stood up I could not walk straight. I walk to Erics cousins room and to my surprise, he wasn't there. All I saw was Eric sitting on his bed playing his PS3. I asked him "What The Fuck Happened Last Night!". He looked at me in shock. apparently, he thought I went home. He explained that his cousin overdosed and had to be rushed to the hospital. I couldn't have been more confused in my life.
A week goes by, I get a text from Eric. He said that what we took that night wasn't LSD, it was a drug that goes by the name Bromo-Dragonfly. At this point, I was really pissed off because I never intended to put any sort of life-threatening substance in my body. I mean you can argue that because I did ingest Acid but it is really rare to die from LSD. But ever since then, I've never taken any psychedelics ever again.

Hello, 3 days ago we brought a new whippet pup (8 weeks and 4 days old) and he seems a little on the skinnier side, even for a whippet. His stool also seem to be soft and a lighter brown colour , some parts appear the have white and black specks and a layer of white coloured film. However his appetite is healthy, he eats and a drinks plenty. We are wondering if this is maybe due to a parasite/virus. Or if this is just normal and we are being paranoid.

Pretext - out of boredom, gonna write a summary of the ongoings of a certain hotel at Jax Beach. I get to vent, you get hot tea not seen on tv or streaming.
The Story So Far - New hotel is opening soon. They fired their old staff during covid and need new workers. They host an internal job fair(they are the only company there hiring) at a sister location.
I go to the fair on Saturday, I want to be a laundry-person so that I can work without having to put on a fake smile in front of people everyday. I also interview for front desk. I am turned down for not having front desk experience. I get turned down for laundry and instead get pushed to being a lobby person because of my "personality". It gets described as almost like a restaurant hostess position with tip potential, the base pay is higher than my past job so eh. I get hired. After a delay in paperwork, we show up two weeks later for orientation. Nothing out of the ordinary except we are told that we have to put the hotel together ourselves once we get the permits to be on location. We train at two hotels. Nothing remarkable except workers were drinking guest coffee and apparently the housekeepers were running the clock. Our breakfast manager gets into an argument with some of us during the computer training section because we need to be quiet and do our work. First crack in the social fabric.
We finally get the permits to be on the premises. Less than a week of being on site, a house keeper and the breakfast manager start arguing. Not long after that, the same housekeeper got fired for cussing out our HR lady while arguing with the head chef in the elevator going home.
During a planned power outage caught two workers giving head in one of the rooms while I was putting hangers in each room. My partner for the same task would never return to work after lunch.
We were promised an extended weekend near the hotel opening. The day before said weekend, corporate came by and canceled that weekend. Everyone was pissed and I was the only one of few people to show up on Sunday. Around this time, my manager decided to fill our staffing gaps with a staffing company. Two of these workers were caught spying on everyone else to take pictures on everyone and go to my manager with the pics. My manager also cussed out the staffing company because how dare people want to be off on Sunday or have a life outside the hotel. Go cuss out corporate for being a bunch of tone deaf idiots.
My manager sent me and 3 others to go clean the employee break area. We did not need that many people. I could have done it alone myself. I have to once the hotel opens anyway. I decided to just delegate different cleaning tasks and then finish up once they are done. Breakfast manager comes in and just starts sweeping for no reason. My boss comes in and chews me out in front of other people. I do later get an private apology in our gym, but I felt I was set up.
We are allowed to visit bars but not drink alcohol and must be at tables, not the bar section itself. Breakfast manager was going to Lynch's for lunch and having a beer, and then showing the pics of said beers to my co-workers. The managers in general got caught with some apple based alcohol in their office as well.
So once the hotel opens, our positions become malleable. I was told I would be either Lobby or Houseman. I have to now do the duties of both + room service. And no, people don't tip for room service, at least I am paid decent enough, then again I don't pay rent so maybe I am speaking from a privileged position.
Let's talk about the two spies - They are the other lobby-person and our main houseman. Everyone hates cleaning windows. The other lobby-person is supposed to handle such a job but neglects them. After back and forth with my manager, I handle windows now. Our houseman is supposed to handle the upper floors + take out the trash. He is seen constantly on the second floor laughing it up with laundry and doing lobby person stuff. I asked for a assistant and was denied, but the other lobby-person gets one. He was slacking off so hard that he neglected to clean the guest laundry for three days, and as such we got complaints daily about it being dirty. I now handle the guest laundry. I caught him following me and taking pics. And some other workers came up to me and said they heard him in conversation with my manager over these pics. Apparently the pair wouldn't work until our manager came to work, and would sit for hours in the break room, yet complained about our graveyard shift worker doing the same. They started disappearing in the morning before the manager came in. No one knew where they went. We found out at last what they were up to. They got caught in one of these house keeping closest having sex. This same person is about to get promoted. Suck your way to the top top top.
We were having issues with keeping housekeeping closets stocked because our houseman was busy having a party in laundry. I started stocking them myself during my shift. Due to the benefits of such, people during my shift(not me anymore) have to stock the closets now. We had a similar issue with laundry as there is only some much we can wash and dry in one 8 hour shift. I suggested we open up a night shift for laundry. In the meantime I would wash and dry as I could. We eventually got a night-shift. Laundry flows so much better now.
They choose a terrible color for our lobby floor. White and it's various shades including cream are hard to keep clean. Especially with the foot traffic from people coming to and from the bar. After an complaint from bar staff about the spots our temp cleaning machine missed. I got the idea to just take some industrial de-greaser and scrub the floors myself. It took three days. It so also happens that our president was coming for a visit, so my little idea of scrubbing the floors also saved everyone's tooshies. Did I get a thanks? No. "When are you gonna clean up your mess" was the response while I waited on the floors to dry. I have to put down wet floor signs so that we don't get sued to oblivion is someone slips. Sorry that wet floor signs aren't aesthetic. Dirty floors aren't either you know.
I got written up twice. Once for leaving early and not telling graveyard shift such. I was told by my manager that if I arrive late to shift my leaving time so I am still giving the company 8 hours of work. The same for the vice versa. It was also around the time when I realized that I was now also doing houseman duties despite what I was told and promised. So written up for following manager instructions and low key insubordination because excuse me for trying to do the job I was contracted for. I arrive early to work and leave exactly at the appointed time. You just written up into more money. Thanks.
The second time was really really my fault. Anyone who knows me, knows that I have been doing social media on my current accounts for like 6-7 years. Work + keeping up with it was getting a little overwhelming last month and I worked myself into going to work, doing social media stuff up to two hours before before my next shift with no sleep, and went to work. I was exhausted and should have sent myself to the break room. I was instead chilling with front desk between tasks and that got caught on camera. My manager also was trying to accuse me of not cleaning the bathrooms properly, but after seeing my process realized that it wasn't me. And I didn't get any verbal warnings that I was picking up bad behaviors. Straight to write up. She gives me this look after that incident, but that might do to now wearing sunglasses and a mask to work. I clean bathrooms for a living now. Excuse me if I don't want to be breathing in poop and pee particles + these heavy cleaning materials. My mother is sick with cancer, I don't need to be bringing anything home. Period. Also the lighting is too bright, thus shades.
Oh, yes the Lobby-person position. It's just another term for janitor. I asked to be transferred to the kitchen after my manager got caught making fun of me to other managers and suggesting ways to fire me, but she blocked the transfer. I went in an asked for a raise, radio silence.
Starting today or Monday is associate/employee appreciation week. It is also time for our 90 day assessments. I fully expect to be fired this week, so maybe these posts will last for only one more post.
See you next Sunday.

Hello, my name is Rod and I remember this strange dream-like video. It could've been one of my dreams, but I just wanted to make sure. If this helps anybody, I was born in 2009. The time-period this seemed like it was from like possibly 2016, because I remember being at least 6-7 years old. Maybe, I could've made it up but I'm not sure. But it was like a hospital room, and two kids. The father left to go somewhere it was like some weird hospital room in like a Walmart. There was a little girl, who had the name of my deadname, Rose. She had a sister Aswell in the room, but she was like coloring and telling her sister about her drawings and then she went on to say there was a lady in all white that climbed on her walls. I could've made this up because I was a creative child, but I remember it so well. It also had an old almost analog horror look too it.

Hello tea friends, white teas are some of my favorites and I enjoy trying ones from different locations. I would like to try a silver needle from Nepal and am wondering if anyone has experience with the ones I have listed below or any other recommendations.
Nepal Silver Needle from What-cha
Nepalese Silver Tips from Nepali Tea Traders
Silver Yeti from Nepal Tea Collective
Thank you!
(Edit to correct my attempt at bullet points in mobile that turned into a quote bar...)

Hi all! Looking for some advice on my next neighborhood.
I'm currently in Cobble Hill and liking it, but want to cut my rent and move to somewhere with a more diverse and community-oriented feel. I'm eyeing both Sunnyside and Astoria (but am open to other ideas)
A little more about me:
- Transit: Work 2-3x a week from West Village/Meatpacking. Don't go in enough that I care that much about commute time, but accessibility to ACE/2-3/L are a bonus. I like biking and use Citi so I'd rather live a little of a hike from the subway if it saves me money.
- Age/demo: Early 40s, in a relationship but not married, no kids
- Interests: Gym nearby is important. Don't drink but I like having cool bars/breweries around to meet friends. I like food but mostly cook so restaurants are nice but not everything. Good grocery a big bonus
- Neighborhood feel: I like neighborhoods with "charm" whether it's unique architecture, cool parks or spaces, etc.
- Population: I like diverse communities for the opportunities to broaden social circles and for cool arts/culture/food. Immigrant/POC communities a plus (non-white myself); welcome areas with sizable LGBTQ+ community or diversity of ages. Not having kids, looking less for an area that's "family oriented"
- Budget: Absolute max of $3K/mo for 1bd/1ba, but really hoping for less
Thanks all!

FT: Vancouver Whitecaps 1-1 Sporting Kansas City

Vancouver Whitecaps scorers: Ryan Gauld (88' PEN)
Sporting Kansas City scorers: Alan Pulido (20')
Venue: BC Place
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LINE-UPS
Vancouver Whitecaps
Yohei Takaoka, Tristan Blackmon, Ranko Veselinovic, Luís Martins, Mathías Laborda (Alessandro Schöpf), Adrián Cubas (Deiber Caicedo), Julian Gressel, Pedro Vite (Sebastian Berhalter), Ryan Gauld, Brian White, Sergio Córdova (Simon Becher).
Subs: Russell Teibert, Matteo Campagna, Isaac Boehmer, Javain Brown, Ryan Raposo.
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Sporting Kansas City
Kendall McIntosh, Andreu Fontàs (Robert Voloder), Robert Castellanos, Logan Ndenbe (Tim Leibold), Jacob Davis, Nemanja Radoja, Rémi Walter, Erik Thommy (Roger Espinoza), Alan Pulido (Gadi Kinda), Dániel Sallói, Marinos Tzionis (Khiry Shelton).
Subs: Felipe Hernàndez, Stephen Afrifa, Cameron Duke, John Pulskamp.
MATCH EVENTS via ESPN
7' Robert Castellanos (Sporting Kansas City) is shown the yellow card for a bad foul.
20' Goal! Vancouver Whitecaps FC 0, Sporting Kansas City 1. Alan Pulido (Sporting Kansas City) header from the right side of the six yard box to the top left corner. Assisted by Erik Thommy with a cross following a corner.
39' Brian White (Vancouver Whitecaps FC) is shown the yellow card for a bad foul.
42' Substitution, Sporting Kansas City. Tim Leibold replaces Logan Ndenbe because of an injury.
45' Substitution, Sporting Kansas City. Robert Voloder replaces Andreu Fontàs.
63' Tristan Blackmon (Vancouver Whitecaps FC) is shown the yellow card.
66' Substitution, Vancouver Whitecaps FC. Alessandro Schöpf replaces Mathías Laborda.
68' Andrés Cubas (Vancouver Whitecaps FC) is shown the yellow card for a bad foul.
71' Substitution, Sporting Kansas City. Khiry Shelton replaces Marinos Tzionis.
72' Substitution, Sporting Kansas City. Gadi Kinda replaces Alan Pulido.
76' Substitution, Vancouver Whitecaps FC. Déiber Caicedo replaces Andrés Cubas.
76' Substitution, Vancouver Whitecaps FC. Simon Becher replaces Sergio Córdova.
78' Ryan Gauld (Vancouver Whitecaps FC) is shown the yellow card.
79' Gadi Kinda (Sporting Kansas City) is shown the yellow card for a bad foul.
88' Goal! Vancouver Whitecaps FC 1, Sporting Kansas City 1. Ryan Gauld (Vancouver Whitecaps FC) converts the penalty with a left footed shot to the top left corner.
90'+1' Substitution, Sporting Kansas City. Roger Espinoza replaces Erik Thommy.
90'+1' Substitution, Vancouver Whitecaps FC. Sebastian Berhalter replaces Pedro Vite.
90'+5' Kendall McIntosh (Sporting Kansas City) is shown the yellow card.
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I spent some time modifying neofetch's config, and this was the result. It's meant to be used with one of the nerd fonts, I use "hack". Also, I left the comments about where the original config came from, since I'm not the creator of the theme I modified:
https://imgur.com/a/o6k9Ht5
Logo:

${c3}⠸⣷⣦⠤⡀${c2}⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀${c3}⠀⢀⣀⣠⣤⠀⠀⠀ ${c3}⠀⠙⣿⡄${c2}⠈⠑⢄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⠔⠊${c3}⠉⣿⡿⠁⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠈⠣⡀${c2}⠀⠀⠑⢄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡠⠊⠁⠀⠀${c3}⣰⠟⠀⠀${c2}⠀⣀⣀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠢⣄⠀⡈⠒⠊⠉⠁⠀⠈⠉⠑⠚⠀⠀⣀⠔⢊⣠⠤⠒⠊⠉⠀⡜ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡽⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠩⡔⠊⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠇ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡇${c3}⢠⡤⢄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡠⢤⣄${c2}⠀⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⠀ ${c2}⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠇${c3}⠹⠿⠟⠀⠀⠤⠀⠀⠻⠿⠟⠀${c2}⣇⠀⠀⡀⠠⠄⠒⠊⠁⠀ ${c1}⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⡆${c2}⠀⠰⠤⠖⠦⠴${c1}⠀⢀⣶⣿⣿${c2}⠀⠙⢄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ${c1}⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⣿⠃${c2}⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀${c1}⠀⠈⠿⡿⠛${c2}⢄⠀⠀⠱⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⠈⠓⠦⠀⣀⣀⣀⠀⡠⠴⠊⠹⡞⣁⠤⠒⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⡌⠉⠉⡤⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⠿⠆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠰⠁⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⠀⢰⠃⠀⠀⠀⢠⠀⢣⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⢶⣗⠧⡀⢳⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣀⣸⠀⠀⠀⢀⡜⠀⣸⢤⣶⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠈⠻⣿⣦⣈⣧⡀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⠀⠀⢀⣼⡀⣨⣿⡿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠻⠿⠿⠓⠄⠤⠘⠉⠙⠤⢀⠾⠿⣿⠟⠋ 

Config

# Source: https://github.com/chick2d/neofetch-themes # Configuration made by Chick # See this wiki page for more info: # https://github.com/dylanaraps/neofetch/wiki/Customizing-Info print_info() { # prin "Eat  , Sleep  , Linux  ." # info underline prin "" prin "Hardware Information" info " " model info " " cpu info "󰟽 " gpu # info " " disk info " " memory info "󰹑 " resolution # info "󱈑 " battery # info underline prin "" prin "Software Information" info " " distro # Just get your distro's logo off nerdfonts.com info " " kernel # info " " de # info " " wm info " " shell # info " " term # info " " term_font # info " " theme # info " " icons info "󰏔 " packages # info "󰅐 " uptime # Backup # info "GPU Driver" gpu_driver # Linux/macOS only # info "CPU Usage" cpu_usage # info "Font" font # info "Song" song # [[ "$player" ]] && prin "Music Player" "$player" # info "Local IP" local_ip # info "Public IP" public_ip #info "Users" users # info "Locale" locale # This only works on glibc systems. prin "" # info cols # prin " " # Padding prin "${cl16}󰐝 \n \n ${cl5}󰐝 \n \n ${cl6}󰐝 \n \n ${cl2}󰐝 \n \n ${cl7}󰐝 \n \n ${cl4}󰐝 \n \n ${cl1}󰐝 \n \n ${cl3}󰐝 \n \n" } # Kernel # Shorten the output of the kernel function. # # Default: 'on' # Values: 'on', 'off' # Flag: --kernel_shorthand # Supports: Everything except *BSDs (except PacBSD and PC-BSD) # # Example: # on: '4.8.9-1-ARCH' # off: 'Linux 4.8.9-1-ARCH' kernel_shorthand="on" # Distro # Shorten the output of the distro function # # Default: 'off' # Values: 'on', 'tiny', 'off' # Flag: --distro_shorthand # Supports: Everything except Windows and Haiku distro_shorthand="off" # Show/Hide OS Architecture. # Show 'x86_64', 'x86' and etc in 'Distro:' output. # # Default: 'on' # Values: 'on', 'off' # Flag: --os_arch # # Example: # on: 'Arch Linux x86_64' # off: 'Arch Linux' os_arch="on" # Uptime # Shorten the output of the uptime function # # Default: 'on' # Values: 'on', 'tiny', 'off' # Flag: --uptime_shorthand # # Example: # on: '2 days, 10 hours, 3 mins' # tiny: '2d 10h 3m' # off: '2 days, 10 hours, 3 minutes' uptime_shorthand="on" # Memory # Show memory pecentage in output. # # Default: 'off' # Values: 'on', 'off' # Flag: --memory_percent # # Example: # on: '1801MiB / 7881MiB (22%)' # off: '1801MiB / 7881MiB' memory_percent="on" # Packages # Show/Hide Package Manager names. # # Default: 'tiny' # Values: 'on', 'tiny' 'off' # Flag: --package_managers # # Example: # on: '998 (pacman), 8 (flatpak), 4 (snap)' # tiny: '908 (pacman, flatpak, snap)' # off: '908' package_managers="on" # Shell # Show the path to $SHELL # # Default: 'off' # Values: 'on', 'off' # Flag: --shell_path # # Example: # on: '/bin/bash' # off: 'bash' shell_path="off" # Show $SHELL version # # Default: 'on' # Values: 'on', 'off' # Flag: --shell_version # # Example: # on: 'bash 4.4.5' # off: 'bash' shell_version="on" # CPU # CPU speed type # # Default: 'bios_limit' # Values: 'scaling_cur_freq', 'scaling_min_freq', 'scaling_max_freq', 'bios_limit'. # Flag: --speed_type # Supports: Linux with 'cpufreq' # NOTE: Any file in '/sys/devices/system/cpu/cpu0/cpufreq' can be used as a value. speed_type="bios_limit" # CPU speed shorthand # # Default: 'off' # Values: 'on', 'off'. # Flag: --speed_shorthand # NOTE: This flag is not supported in systems with CPU speed less than 1 GHz # # Example: # on: 'i7-6500U (4) @ 3.1GHz' # off: 'i7-6500U (4) @ 3.100GHz' speed_shorthad="on" # Enable/Disable CPU brand in output. # # Default: 'on' # Values: 'on', 'off' # Flag: --cpu_brand # # Example: # on: 'Intel i7-6500U' # off: 'i7-6500U (4)' cpu_brand="on" # CPU Speed # Hide/Show CPU speed. # # Default: 'on' # Values: 'on', 'off' # Flag: --cp_speed # # Example: # on: 'Intel i7-6500U (4) @ 3.1GHz' # off: 'Intel i7-6500U (4)' cpu_speed="off" # CPU Cores # Display CPU cores in output # # Default: 'logical' # Values: 'logical', 'physical', 'off' # Flag: --cpu_cores # Support: 'physical' doesn't work on BSD. # # Example: # logical: 'Intel i7-6500U (4) @ 3.1GHz' (All virtual cores) # physical: 'Intel i7-6500U (2) @ 3.1GHz' (All physical cores) # off: 'Intel i7-6500U @ 3.1GHz' cpu_cores="logical" # CPU Temperature # Hide/Show CPU temperature. # Note the temperature is added to the regular CPU function. # # Default: 'off' # Values: 'C', 'F', 'off' # Flag: --cpu_temp # Supports: Linux, BSD # NOTE: For FreeBSD and NetBSD-based systems, you'll need to enable # coretemp kernel module. This only supports newer Intel processors. # # Example: # C: 'Intel i7-6500U (4) @ 3.1GHz [27.2°C]' # F: 'Intel i7-6500U (4) @ 3.1GHz [82.0°F]' # off: 'Intel i7-6500U (4) @ 3.1GHz' cpu_temp="off" # GPU # Enable/Disable GPU Brand # # Default: 'on' # Values: 'on', 'off' # Flag: --gpu_brand # # Example: # on: 'AMD HD 7950' # off: 'HD 7950' gpu_brand="on" # Which GPU to display # # Default: 'all' # Values: 'all', 'dedicated', 'integrated' # Flag: --gpu_type # Supports: Linux # # Example: # all: # GPU1: AMD HD 7950 # GPU2: Intel Integrated Graphics # # dedicated: # GPU1: AMD HD 7950 # # integrated: # GPU1: Intel Integrated Graphics gpu_type="all" # Resolution # Display refresh rate next to each monitor # Default: 'off' # Values: 'on', 'off' # Flag: --refresh_rate # Supports: Doesn't work on Windows. # # Example: # on: '1920x1080 @ 60Hz' # off: '1920x1080' refresh_rate="on" # Gtk Theme / Icons / Font # Shorten output of GTK Theme / Icons / Font # # Default: 'off' # Values: 'on', 'off' # Flag: --gtk_shorthand # # Example: # on: 'Numix, Adwaita' # off: 'Numix [GTK2], Adwaita [GTK3]' gtk_shorthand="on" # Enable/Disable gtk2 Theme / Icons / Font # # Default: 'on' # Values: 'on', 'off' # Flag: --gtk2 # # Example: # on: 'Numix [GTK2], Adwaita [GTK3]' # off: 'Adwaita [GTK3]' gtk2="on" # Enable/Disable gtk3 Theme / Icons / Font # # Default: 'on' # Values: 'on', 'off' # Flag: --gtk3 # # Example: # on: 'Numix [GTK2], Adwaita [GTK3]' # off: 'Numix [GTK2]' gtk3="on" # IP Address # Website to ping for the public IP # # Default: 'http://ident.me' # Values: 'url' # Flag: --ip_host public_ip_host="http://ident.me" # Public IP timeout. # # Default: '2' # Values: 'int' # Flag: --ip_timeout public_ip_timeout=2 # Disk # Which disks to display. # The values can be any /dev/sdXX, mount point or directory. # NOTE: By default we only show the disk info for '/'. # # Default: '/' # Values: '/', '/dev/sdXX', '/path/to/drive'. # Flag: --disk_show # # Example: # disk_show=('/' '/dev/sdb1'): # 'Disk (/): 74G / 118G (66%)' # 'Disk (/mnt/Videos): 823G / 893G (93%)' # # disk_show=('/'): # 'Disk (/): 74G / 118G (66%)' # disk_show=('/') # Disk subtitle. # What to append to the Disk subtitle. # # Default: 'mount' # Values: 'mount', 'name', 'dir' # Flag: --disk_subtitle # # Example: # name: 'Disk (/dev/sda1): 74G / 118G (66%)' # 'Disk (/dev/sdb2): 74G / 118G (66%)' # # mount: 'Disk (/): 74G / 118G (66%)' # 'Disk (/mnt/Local Disk): 74G / 118G (66%)' # 'Disk (/mnt/Videos): 74G / 118G (66%)' # # dir: 'Disk (/): 74G / 118G (66%)' # 'Disk (Local Disk): 74G / 118G (66%)' # 'Disk (Videos): 74G / 118G (66%)' #disk_subtitle="mount" # Song # Manually specify a music player. # # Default: 'auto' # Values: 'auto', 'player-name' # Flag: --music_player # # Available values for 'player-name': # # amarok # audacious # banshee # bluemindo # clementine # cmus # deadbeef # deepin-music # dragon # elisa # exaile # gnome-music # gmusicbrowser # gogglesmm # guayadeque # iTunes # juk # lollypop # mocp # mopidy # mpd # netease-cloud-music # pogo # pragha # qmmp # quodlibet # rhythmbox # sayonara # smplayer # spotify # strawberry # tomahawk # vlc # xmms2d # xnoise # yarock music_player="vlc" # Format to display song information. # # Default: '%artist% - %album% - %title%' # Values: '%artist%', '%album%', '%title%' # Flag: --song_format # # Example: # default: 'Song: Jet - Get Born - Sgt Major' song_format="%artist% - %title%" # Print the Artist, Album and Title on separate lines # # Default: 'off' # Values: 'on', 'off' # Flag: --song_shorthand # # Example: # on: 'Artist: The Fratellis' # 'Album: Costello Music' # 'Song: Chelsea Dagger' # # off: 'Song: The Fratellis - Costello Music - Chelsea Dagger' song_shorthand="off" # 'mpc' arguments (specify a host, password etc). # # Default: '' # Example: mpc_args=(-h HOST -P PASSWORD) mpc_args=() # Text Colors # Text Colors # # Default: 'distro' # Values: 'distro', 'num' 'num' 'num' 'num' 'num' 'num' # Flag: --colors # # Each number represents a different part of the text in # this order: 'title', '@', 'underline', 'subtitle', 'colon', 'info' # # Example: # colors=(distro) - Text is colored based on Distro colors. # colors=(4 6 1 8 8 6) - Text is colored in the order above. colors=(1 1 1 15 4 15) # Text Options # Toggle bold text # # Default: 'on' # Values: 'on', 'off' # Flag: --bold bold="on" # Enable/Disable Underline # # Default: 'on' # Values: 'on', 'off' # Flag: --underline underline_enabled="on" # Underline character # # Default: '-' # Values: 'string' # Flag: --underline_char underline_char="-" # Info Separator # Replace the default separator with the specified string. # # Default: ':' # Flag: --separator # # Example: # separator="->": 'Shell-> bash' # separator=" =": 'WM = dwm' separator="  " # Color Blocks # Color block range # The range of colors to print. # # Default: '0', '15' # Values: 'num' # Flag: --block_range # # Example: # # Display colors 0-7 in the blocks. (8 colors) # neofetch --block_range 0 7 # # Display colors 0-15 in the blocks. (16 colors) # neofetch --block_range 0 15 #block_range=(8 15) block_range=(0 15) # Toggle color blocks # Colors for custom colorblocks #colors #bold="(tput bold)" magenta="\033[1;35m" green="\033[1;32m" white="\033[1;37m" blue="\033[1;34m" red="\033[1;31m" black="\033[1;40;30m" yellow="\033[1;33m" cyan="\033[1;36m" reset="\033[0m" bgyellow="\033[1;43;33m" bgwhite="\033[1;47;37m" cl0="${reset}" cl1="${magenta}" cl2="${green}" cl3="${white}" cl4="${blue}" cl5="${red}" cl6="${yellow}" cl7="${cyan}" cl8="${black}" cl9="${bgyellow}" cl10="${bgwhite}" # # Default: 'on' # Values: 'on', 'off' # Flag: --color_blocks color_blocks="on" # Color block width in spaces # # Default: '3' # Values: 'num' # Flag: --block_width block_width=4 # Color block height in lines # # Default: '1' # Values: 'num' # Flag: --block_height block_height=1 # Progress Bars # Bar characters # # Default: '-', '=' # Values: 'string', 'string' # Flag: --bar_char # # Example: # neofetch --bar_char 'elapsed' 'total' # neofetch --bar_char '-' '=' bar_char_elapsed="-" bar_char_total="=" # Toggle Bar border # # Default: 'on' # Values: 'on', 'off' # Flag: --bar_border bar_border="on" # Progress bar length in spaces # Number of chars long to make the progress bars. # # Default: '15' # Values: 'num' # Flag: --bar_length bar_length=15 # Progress bar colors # When set to distro, uses your distro's logo colors. # # Default: 'distro', 'distro' # Values: 'distro', 'num' # Flag: --bar_colors # # Example: # neofetch --bar_colors 3 4 # neofetch --bar_colors distro 5 bar_color_elapsed="distro" bar_color_total="distro" # Info display # Display a bar with the info. # # Default: 'off' # Values: 'bar', 'infobar', 'barinfo', 'off' # Flags: --cpu_display # --memory_display # --battery_display # --disk_display # # Example: # bar: '[---=======]' # infobar: 'info [---=======]' # barinfo: '[---=======] info' # off: 'info' cpu_display="on" memory_display="on" battery_display="on" disk_display="on" # Backend Settings # Image backend. # # Default: 'ascii' # Values: 'ascii', 'caca', 'chafa', 'jp2a', 'iterm2', 'off', # 'termpix', 'pixterm', 'tycat', 'w3m', 'kitty' # Flag: --backend image_backend="ascii" # Image Source # # Which image or ascii file to display. # # Default: 'auto' # Values: 'auto', 'ascii', 'wallpaper', '/path/to/img', '/path/to/ascii', '/path/to/di' # 'command output (neofetch --ascii "$(fortune cowsay -W 30)")' # Flag: --source # # NOTE: 'auto' will pick the best image source for whatever image backend is used. # In ascii mode, distro ascii art will be used and in an image mode, your # wallpaper will be used. image_source="/home/arch-usepik.txt" # Ascii Options # Ascii distro # Which distro's ascii art to display. # # Default: 'auto' # Values: 'auto', 'distro_name' # Flag: --ascii_distro # # NOTE: Arch and Ubuntu have 'old' logo variants. # Change this to 'arch_old' or 'ubuntu_old' to use the old logos. # NOTE: Ubuntu has flavor variants. # Change this to 'Lubuntu', 'Xubuntu', 'Ubuntu-GNOME' or 'Ubuntu-Budgie' to use the flavors. # NOTE: Arch, Crux and Gentoo have a smaller logo variant. # Change this to 'arch_small', 'crux_small' or 'gentoo_small' to use the small logos. ascii_distro="auto" # Ascii Colors # # Default: 'distro' # Values: 'distro', 'num' 'num' 'num' 'num' 'num' 'num' # Flag: --ascii_colors # # Example: # ascii_colors=(distro) - Ascii is colored based on Distro colors. # ascii_colors=(4 6 1 8 8 6) - Ascii is colored using these colors. ascii_colors=(1 3 15) # Bold ascii logo # Whether or not to bold the ascii logo. # # Default: 'on' # Values: 'on', 'off' # Flag: --ascii_bold ascii_bold="on" # Image Options # Image loop # Setting this to on will make neofetch redraw the image constantly until # Ctrl+C is pressed. This fixes display issues in some terminal emulators. # # Default: 'off' # Values: 'on', 'off' # Flag: --loop image_loop="off" # Thumbnail directory # # Default: '~/.cache/thumbnails/neofetch' # Values: 'dir' thumbnail_dir="${XDG_CACHE_HOME:-${HOME}/.cache}/thumbnails/neofetch" # Crop mode # # Default: 'normal' # Values: 'normal', 'fit', 'fill' # Flag: --crop_mode # # See this wiki page to learn about the fit and fill options. # https://github.com/dylanaraps/neofetch/wiki/What-is-Waifu-Crop%3F crop_mode="normal" # Crop offset # Note: Only affects 'normal' crop mode. # # Default: 'center' # Values: 'northwest', 'north', 'northeast', 'west', 'center' # 'east', 'southwest', 'south', 'southeast' # Flag: --crop_offset crop_offset="center" # Image size # The image is half the terminal width by default. # # Default: 'auto' # Values: 'auto', '00px', '00%', 'none' # Flags: --image_size # --size image_size="auto" # Gap between image and text # # Default: '3' # Values: 'num', '-num' # Flag: --gap gap=2 # Image offsets # Only works with the w3m backend. # # Default: '0' # Values: 'px' # Flags: --xoffset # --yoffset yoffset=0 xoffset=0 # Image background color # Only works with the w3m backend. # # Default: '' # Values: 'color', 'blue' # Flag: --bg_color background_color= # Misc Options # Stdout mode # Turn off all colors and disables image backend (ASCII/Image). # Useful for piping into another command. # Default: 'off' # Values: 'on', 'off' stdout="off" 

I visited beautiful Cape Town 12+ years ago (Nov 2011). I went out to dinner I believe in the CBD. Was staying on Nicol St, was approx 10 minutes or less taxi ride. I am looking for the identity of the restaurant via the following description:
-Upmarket
-Older Building, potentially multiple buildings adjoining as had multiple dining areas.
The main dining level had tall ceilings probably 5+ meters, as I remember old tools or millworks hanging from ceiling, kitchen somewhat open towards the rear. There were multiple seating areas. Host stand at the front.
The stand-out feature, a gorgeous art-deco bar on the 2nd level which was NOT open. Beautiful woodwork, black/white tile flooring, seating at the bar. Reached by stairs looked like used for private functions.
Food/Menu was European influenced however diverse menu, steaks were available, came with a salad as a first-course.
I have been trying to find my pictures however it was back in 2011 and thus cannot find :(
Any thoughts would be greatly appreciated, welcome to DM....Cheers, Joseph

I’ve been on the nexplanon implant for 2.5 years. I read that a possible side effect are ovarian cysts.
Thursday night, I was experiencing cramping that I associate with my regular withdrawl bleeds and began spotting. Suddenly, I began having severe cramping, similar to that of labor contractions. Just horrible, white pain. My heart began palpitating and my vision became blurred from the pain. My only relief was crawling into a fetal position in an attempt to ease the pain, faintness and nausea. These severe cramps persisted for roughly an hour and a half then gradually subsided.
I started my period the following day and have had menstrual cramps. I have had aches on my lower left side as well as a “pinching” sensation where my left ovary should be.
Does what I experienced correspond with a ruptured ovarian cyst? Additionally, a cousin of mine was diagnosed with endometriosis and I’m very worried as I have experienced blood in my stool during bleeds, gastrointestinal issues surrounding my period and now, possible cysts?
I apologize for reverting to Reddit for advice, but I have just discovered that my regular OBGYN is out of practice, and I have no one to direct my thoughts to. Hoping to schedule an appointment on Monday with my PCP and obtain a referral to a new OBGYN.
Thank you.
EDITED TO ADD: I also experienced frequent urination for the past week and a half. Sometimes up to 6x an hour. Could possibly be from cyst pushing against my bladder?

I'm recently engaged to a beautiful woman named Larissa who makes my head swirl. Looks, personality, and a similar taste in food, I mean she had it all. For my birthday last year I got to drive one of those Lamborghinis across the track, and fire a round out of an Abram tank. A tank round! I'm not much of a gun aficionado, but a tank round!
Which was all the worst, when 3 weeks before the wedding I had to tell my drop dead gorgeous fiancée that I needed to leave for a couple of days.
It's not an easy thing for a bride to swallow: juggling food prep, alterations, cancellations, seating arrangements, two sides of the family, busy bodies, food allergies, one aunt that won't stop calling, and another one that keeps asking if her wearing white to our wedding as she's sort of the matriarch of the family was going to be a problem (side note: we told her multiple times that it was not okay). The list goes on, trust me.
So when my fiancee asked for an explanation. I had to tell her the truth no matter how terrible it sounded. It wouldn't feel right knowing that the precursor to our marriage was a lie.
"Is it kids? Oh God, do you have a little Jimmy running around somewhere? No, Jim. I can't handle this right now."
"Lars, what? No. It's not a kid."
She was peeling and stamping invitations in our tiny 625 square foot apartment. "Well then what is it? I thought we agreed to no bachelor parties. I thought. We agreed that those were for people who were ready for a wedding but not the marriage. I don't care if it's tradition." She stamped the envelop extra hard.
"No, it's nothing like that. Trust me." I shuddered just thinking about it. "It's not any kind of thing I would be doing if I didn't have to."
She glared at me, "But you have to."
I nodded.
The table shook again. "Okay. So spit it out." She handed me a few envelopes. "If it's not a kid. And it's not a bachelor party. Then what is it?" She scoffed, "It's not like you're married right?" Her smile slowly started leaving her face, "Oh my God." She crumpled an envelop against her forehead. "You've got to be kidding me."
"Larissa..."
"Don't you Larissa me!" She looked me right in the eye, "Tell me I'm not the other woman Jim!"
"Well not technically."
"What does that even mean," she exasperated. "Go on, tell me how it's not technically."
So several years ago I was straight out of college. I could have worked some menial desk job and climbed the corporate ladder. But the idea of never leaving my home town ate me up.
So when an ad for native English speakers to come teach on some remote island presented itself to me. I jumped at the opportunity. Next thing I know I was booking a one way ticket to begin my new life as an expat.
In my head, I thought I was going to land, check into my hotel, enjoy the sights, and come the first Monday walk to the nearest English Cram school and get a job on my good looks alone.
On Monday, the school I went to, the hallways were packed with other Americans, British, Australians, and I think some Canadian was squishing himself into one of the tiny student chairs. All waiting for a job interview.
The next place was like that as well.
So was the next.
By the end of the first week I was beat. Tired and defeated, I thought my luck had run out. So I did what any 20 something would in a brand new city. I hit the bars. I hit them hard.
After the last place kicked me out as they closed I was stumbling around trying to make my way back to the hotel. Grumbling, groggy eyed and trying not to vomit all over the street. When something shiny caught my eye.
It was a silk red purse with gold embroidery tied with a thick yarn. There weren't many people out this late. But everyone who passed by it acted as if it wasn't even there. Like they didn't see it or something.
The bag alone looked like it was worth something. At the time all I was thinking was that, maybe someone would trade a drink for it, as my pockets were empty and all I wanted was for my head to be the same way.
I stumbled as inconspicuously as possible, or as much a drunk guy could finesse and made my way toward the bag. Looking around the entire time, making sure no one was running up claiming that it was theirs, or worse calling me a thief and have me thrown in jail in a different country.
And when no one did, I finally scooped it up and untied it. To my surprise, the bag was filled with money. Bright colorful bills with huge figures even at the current exchange rate. And there was even gold. Some rubies. I took one out and bit into it, almost breaking my tooth.
I couldn't believe how my luck had changed. I flipped through the cash and realized that there was enough to fund my trip for a few extra weeks. AND get me a plane ticket back home. The jewelry even, seemed sizeable.
There I was in one of the lowest, darkest moments. And a pot of gold seemingly dropped out of the sky for me. Thoughts of finding its real owner never even occurred to me.
I was quickly pocketing the thing and planning to high tail it out of there when a frail old man approached me from the shadows. Now I had learned some of the language before hand, but I couldn't understand what he was saying.
He kept smiling though and patting my shoulder, spouting words so quickly that if they weren't already gibberish to me, they would still make no sense in my drunken state.
I fumbled the bag around before juggling it into the crook of my arm, in order to reach my phone to help translate what the hell the old guy was trying to tell me.
The translation caught him mid sentence but all I needed was to hear one word back then and I regurgitated the last couple of hours all over the sidewalk and blacked out.
When I came to, I was back at the hotel with a killer hang over. I was wondering how I made it back when I remembered faintly of the old man helping me. That's when I remembered the pouch and my eyes darted around the room and to my relief, "It wasn't just a dream." The pouch was there, full and plump with a few bills sticking out from the throat.
Next to it was a note, that I would later translate to read about a woman who had turned 18 that year. The numbers 3 and 13 were inscribed as well. Her approximate height, which seemed weird. I mean, why would they go through all this trouble and not just tell me her actual height? Her name, her sign, and her address.
I was completely fucking baffled at all of this information, when I suddenly remembered my phone. I pulled it out and looked up the last thing still on my screen, which was a translation from Google. It read: my future son-in-law. I am so happy you've agreed to marry my daughter. Don't forget to come to the wedding.
No wonder I passed the fuck out.
I shook my head and checked the purse again. Yeah there must have been close to 5 grand in there. Not including the gold, the rubies, or a jade piece I found at the bottom.
Whatever was going on. I had no clue. But I sure as hell wasn't about to get married to some girl I didn't know. Even if I did need the money.
So I used a bit of the cash to get a taxi to the address. When I arrived, the old man saw me from his courtyard. He was smiling and happy, pointing and calling for someone inside the house. A few seconds later a short lively woman appeared. And she was just as happy to see me.
I didn't know what was happening but next thing I do know was they surrounded me in a hug. Happy and joyous, bouncing and wobbling, enough for me to almost hurl again, which I did, except this time I swallowed it.
"Hey, I'm sorry. I don't know what's going on. But the note says something about marriage."
The pair looked at each other and exchanged a series of phrases. "Marriage," the old man finally enunciated.
I nodded. Then shook my head. "No, not marriage."
We went back and forth in a similar manner for awhile before the woman ran off to get someone. When she returned with a young man about 14 or 15, wearing glasses and sporting a bowl cut, he explained to me about the pouch.
"It's a tradition in this area for a ghost dowry. I think that is how you say it."
"A ghost dowry?"
"Yeah. In our area. When a daughter dies really young, especially as an infant. THe parents will start saving money for her ghost dowry. Because we believe that when she turns 18, she'll return and ask to be married off."
"You've got to be kidding me."
"No, it's quite common. Mostly everyone knows about it. Which is why they don't pick up the pouch. Not unless they're really in need of money."
"I'm really in need of cash kid, but I'm not about to get married. I'm especially not getting married to some...girl that passed away." I handed him the money but he wouldn't even touch it. Avoiding it like some kind of plague. I even tried handing it back to the old man but he kept pushing the pouch back at me and shaking his head.
The kid shrugged, "You can't give it back. Those are the rules. Once you've picked it up, you've accepted the dowry and MUST get married."
"Why me," I asked rhetorically.
"She chose you."
"What? Okay. Listen kid. What if I don't get married? Are they going to report me to the cops or sue me?"
"No."
"So I can just walk away?"
The kid shrugged again, "You'll be back."
"What?"
"I'm not sure. But from the stories I've heard. The groom to be always comes back. It might take awhile, but he does. Sometimes it's because he's traditional himself and his family tells him he must do the right thing. Other times he comes back because the girl won't leave him alone."
"Won't leave him alone?"
"Yeah. They say that the bride will come find the man at the hour of her birth, haunting him until he returns and agrees to fulfill his end of the bargain."
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah. Sure. I'm sure that's it kid. Either way. I can't take this money knowing what it's for." I put it on the table. "Please tell him that I wish their family luck in fulfilling their tradition. Also, tell them that I'm sorry for using some of the money for the cab fare. I had no other choice to return what is theirs."
The boy shrugged a third time, "It's yours now. You should take it. What are you going to do? Walk all the way back?"
"That's exactly what I'm going to do."
"It'll be dark by then," he added. "She could come find you."
"I'll be fine. And plus what if she was born in the day time?"
"They only come at the dark time of her birth hour. If she was born in the afternoon. She'll come at midnight," he shouted after me as I left.
I tried not to think about everything that's happened to me this past week as I walked back. But it wasn't a rocks throw by any stretch. Which gave me plenty of time to think. About my maxed out credit cards, the hotel stay winding out by the end of the week, and of course the wedding.
By the time that I got back to the hotel I was a tired, hot mess. I was also hungry and my feet were swollen as they were unused to the tropical heat. But I was sure glad that the showers were already paid up. I took an extra long one before crashing into my bed. Snacking on a candy bar I had brought from back home.
I turned on some tv and tried not to let the impending doom of being kicked out on the streets bother me too much. As a plan began brewing in my head on who I'd call in a few hours when it was morning stateside. A few people still owed me favors back home, which I hoped they would be good for, which I hoped was good enough to get me back home.
Several times I dozed off as the tv buzzed in the background. Each time I woke up staring at the bright red alarm clock blaring its red angry dashes at me. By the third or fourth time my head jerked me awake as it fell to my chest. I looked up to see the time on the clock. It was 3:12. When something clicked in my head and I fished for the note still in my back pocket.
Su-ru Yen
18 this year.
3:13
I stopped reading and glanced back up at the clock. The little kids words reaing in my ear. "She comes at her death hour."
I waited, not realizing that I was holding my breath until I felt my lungs start to burn.
In a blink the clock changed and I glanced around as if waiting for something to happen. But nothing happened. My stomach suddenly growled, echoing in the empty room and I laughed, "Maybe I should have just taken the money."
*dak dak*
Came a knock from the motel door.
*dak dak*
My heart was caught in my chest. The main artery was constricted and wouldn't let go.
*dak*
I was shaking in my bed, too afraid to move or answer the door.
*dak dak* *dak dak* *dak*
It went on like this a full 4 minutes before it stopped. WHen it had finally stopped I tried getting out of bed, but I couldn't. For a second I was afraid to look down, afraid that her hand would be there holding me in place so that we could elope.
But it was just my hand clenching the bed sheets so tightly that I couldn't budge. I had to use my other hand to pry my own fingers off in order to creep slowly to the door and look into the eyehole.
It felt blurry as I blinked my eye, trying to clear it. Tears had welled at the corners without me realizing it. I wiped them away and slowly, reluctantly bent down and stared into the peephole.
No one was there.
But for the next 3 days. My door would knock. It didn't matter if I was on the bed, or in the bathroom. The closet was the worst as the knocking felt like it was right against my face. It didn't even matter if I ran outside, as no one would be around within eyesight. The knocking would always find me.
On the fourth and last day of my stay. The door knocked right on time.
*dak dak* *dak dak* *dak*
I felt the familiar twinge in my chest and my body was numb all over. But this time I was determined to take a look. And finally catch whoever or whatever it was that was playing this cruel joke on me.
*dak dak* *dak dak* *dak*
I tried gettoung out of bed but I couldn't. I was too scared. Several times I glanced from the clock to the door. Afraid to take my eyes off the door for too long, afraid that she would come through it if I did. Afraid that I would miss her and she would haunt me forever. And as the clock started ticking down. I kept whsipering myself. "She's only here for four minutes. She's only here for four minutes." And it was almost 3:17.
Seconds before the clock changed I jumped out of bed. Determined to end this thing once and for all.
*dak dak* *dak dak* *dak*
I didn't have time to look through the door. Even if I did I was afraid if I saw something there. I'd be too chicken to open the door. So I tore the band aid right off and swung the door open wide.
There was no one there.
But then from my corner cornea, something caught my eyes. A trail of something translucent was dragging away. I tried to take a step after it but my first step out of the door stopped me dead. My foot was drenched wet and it felt sticky beneath my sock. The coldness of it traveled up my spine, and to this day I can only describe it as the feeling of something metal scraping across my vertebrate. By the time I looked up, the wisps were gone. ANd the trail it left behind was already drying.
That night I couldn't sleep a wink. I waited until morning came and took to the streets. Desperate to find the old couple's house. Stopping several times to ask for directions and circling around streets and street signs that I couldn't read until I heard a familiar voice.
"I told you you'd be back."
"Kid," I grabbed him.
"Whoa. You look like you've seen a ghost." His eyes grew wide as he looked me over. "So the stories are true!" He didn't waste any more time. "Come on," he called after me. Leading me down the street and to the old couples courtyard. The pouch was still on the table outside where I had left it days ago.
The kid knocked on the door and shouted until the old man answered. He was still in his sleeping clothes when he saw my face, and his demeanor completely changed. He was so happy to see me. Opening the door wider and ushering us inside.
"Tell him I want it to stop," I told the kid. "Tell him I want her to leave me alone."
The kid translated but the old man shook his head before speaking. The kid looked at me and said, "He says then 'Marry her'."
"I can't do that!"
"Then she'll never leave you alone."
"She just going to keep knocking on my door? Forever?"
The kid turned to the old man and told him in their language what I said. The old man gripped his cane and tapped it once lightly on the ground, almost as if he were proud, before he told the boy who then told me, "She's a kind and gentle soul. He knew she would be. If she's only knocking on your door so far."
"So far? So far? Okay. What? Fuck. So then what? What happens if I marry her?"
The kid asks the old man and after a few words were exchanged he turned to me, "Then you will be wed."
"yeah. I get that. But what does that really mean?"
The kid clicks his tongue, "From what I understand. I think it means you'll have to honor her every month."
"Honor her? How? Like make a sacrifice? A blood sacrifice or something?"
The kid laughed, "No. Just Bai Bai. I don't know how to say it. Pray?".
"Pray to her?"
"Acknowledge her. Talk to her wooden nameplate. It's what serves as a gravestone for our dead."
"So just pray to her once a month, and that's it?"
The kid talks to the old man for awhile before turning back to me. "Yeah. That, and you'll be blessed."
"Blessed?"
"Yeah. Not sure about that one."
"Okay. Fine. What else. Like what if I want a girlfriend someday. Or get married. Have kids. Can I not do that? Will she haunt me? Haunt them?"
The kid asks the old man before turning to me, "Not if you ask for her permission. In a ghost dowry, you're allowed to have concubines. As long as she is consulted first and agrees."
I shake my head, "This is fucking crazy."
The kid shrugs. I seem to get the feeling he likes to shrug. "It's either that or she keeps haunting you."
I mulled that over in my head. "Shit." I stomped around the courtyard. "Okay. Fine. Fine! What do I need to do?"
The kid looks up at the sky. "We'll have to prepare."
"What? But it's already late. I want to get it over with as soon as possible. I don't want to wait another night of her coming to my door."
The kid smiles, "Don't worry. You won't. This kind of wedding can only happen at night."
For the next several hours I waited. Watched as neighbors and family. Cousins. Came to help. Food was brought in. Large round tables were set outside the courtyard. A tailor came and measured me up, twice. Decorations were strung and the sun began to fall.
When night came, the people who had gathered were tired but pleased with themselves that they had finished. I was asked to change into my wedding clothes and to wait outside the door of the couple's house until called. The lanterns behind me burning and the smell of food wafted in the air.
I waited until the doors finally opened.
Inside I saw the old man and the old woman start constructing something before a traditional wooden shrine at the back of the room.
They started with the legs. Sewn pieces of white cloth. The torso. The arms. And finally the head. When it was put together, the couple slipped on a white dress over the effigy they had constructed. Then the old woman went off through one of the side doors and returned with a box. From inside the box she withdrew a folded blanket. It looked faded but the edges were crisp and completely clean. The old man reach into the box and removed a sickly green thread that seemed to stick to his fingers, from it hung tiny strands of black hair, which he stuck gently to the back of the effigy's head.
The woman threw the blanket over its face, covering it.
Then the old couple turned to me and beckoned me forward. I looked behind me and none of the other guests moved.
Even the kid stood next to the door, unwilling to step inside as I entered.
I walked slowly up, next to the effigy until we stood side by side.
The old woman turned toward the shrine where a wooden plaque stood at the table. On it were three character words that I couldn't read. And she began to speak, the kid behind us translated in suit.
"Dear daughter. Mother is glad that you're finally being wed off. Though Mother will miss you as a girl. I am so glad of the woman that you have become. I am so proud of you. Please, continue to make me proud." She sighed. "When you were born I was so happy. Even if you only lived for a few short minutes. And I am sorry that the fates have been cruel to you. But I am thankful that they at least showed mercy enough to give you a husband. Take care my sweet girl."
"We love you," the father finished.
The old couple hands me a bowl. Inside are small boba looking balls swimming in a clear soup.
The kid behind me, "It's tradition to take a bite, and then feed your bride."
I looked at the old couple and they nodded at me, motioning for me to eat. I dipped my spoon in and took a mouthful. Chewing slowly. And swallowing.
Then they motioned for me to feed her.
I dipped my spoon again. And awkwardly raised it towards her. Slipping it under her veil to where her lips would be. Pretending to feed her.
Now I watched them put this thing together. Besides the creepy hair and the swaddling cloth for a veil. It was nothing more than cloth and stuff. I knew this.
At least that was what I thought until I heard it chew.
I could hear her jaws sticking as they moved up and down. The room was dark but signs of the veil moving completely terrified me. I couldn't even hear the people breathing behind me or the lanterns burning. All I could hear was her chewing.
When she finished. There was silence. Then everyone cheered.
After that, it was like any normal wedding I had attended. The guests poured in and I shook just about everyone's hand. Hugging complete strangers. My new parents. And even the kid.
Then we ate and drank, for almost a week. Someone was sent to get my things from the hotel and I stayed with my in-laws for the remainder of my stay. Which turned out to be several years. Because the following week I was offered as job as an English instructor at a nearby school.
I was told the principal owed the old couple a favor, but something told me that it wasn't the whole story.
I enjoyed my work at the school but didn't stay for long. As I started traveling to film a documentary about the local cuisine after a few of my YouTube videos mysteriously went viral as an expat who tried weird but delicious treats.
Eventually, my in-laws passed away. First it was mom. And four days later dad followed suit. I lived alone in the house for awhile, before I hit the jackpot at the weekly supermarket draw from one of my receipts. That, along with selling the house, was enough for me to go back to America and start a brand new life. Where I opened several shabu shabu restaurants that were met with great success.
"Eventually meeting you during one of my rounds."
My fiancée who had been listening to my story slack jawed the entire time couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Bull-fucking-shit!" She slapped me playfully across the arm. "You are such a good fucking liar!" She laughed. "I've always heard about guys not wanting to help out about the wedding arrangements. But this one takes the fucking cake. I'm going to post this in the group chat tomorrow. Bra-vo."
I laughed with her. "Yeah. That's it. It's just a great story."
"Now finish this up and let's go upstairs," she commanded. We stamped the last envelopes and went to bed. She was still laughing sporadically as I closed the door to our bedroom. "Knock knock," she joked.
I humored her, "Knock knock."
And we watched tv until she fell asleep.
I made sure she was sound asleep, before I gently crawled out of bed and put on my slippers. Softly opening the door and closing it behind me as I walked through the house. Down to the first floor. Then to the basement. Where I pulled the key I kept around my neck and slipped it into the lock.
Inside the basement was bare, except for two chairs and some boxes that I had taken from the old house, and the table, and the small wooden plaque that had my first wife's name inscribed on it in her native language.
"I'm going to get married soon," I told her. "She's a great person. Funny. Beautiful. And devoted. Kind of like you." I held the wood plaque in my hands. "I hope you approve." I waited as if she would answer. But she didn't. Never in all the years we've been married. "I can't go back home to ask for your permission. But I hope that this is enough." I looked at her name, almost longingly. As I had grown quite attached to our time together. "And I hope that this will be the last time we talk as I move on with my life. Thank you so much," I told her as I put her away."
Months flew by, and I never revisited the basement. Knowing full well that I had missed our visiting days. Though I'd often catch myself talking to her on some tough days. But nothing bad happened, by not seeing her plaque. Nothing bad at all.
Soon the wedding day was upon us. And it was a great party, as great as the best there ever was. Great good. Great company. And tons and tons of alcohol.
Larissa and I were giggling at the end of it, drunk as we stumbled upstairs from the venue to the presidential suite. Laughing all the way, kissing, barely able to keep our hands off each other as we got into our room.
My new bride pushed herself off me as we entered the threshold, and sprawled herself on the bed. Her legs rubbing against each other as her eyes invited me to come closer. I propped a knee on the bed to join her.
*dak dak*
We both shot our eyes to the door and then at the table side where the clock blared at us an angry red of 3:13.
Larissa looked up at me with a horrified look. I could see her bottom lip quivering.
"Hello," I called out. With my back to the door. "Sam? Bobby?" But no one answered. "Room service?"
*dak dak*
*dak*

he was on this white speedboat with some of my other relatives from my dad's side. we were underground so everything was rocky and shallow and dim and green. the boat flipped over and the front part turned red and people nearby screamed and went down and tried to flip the boat back over, my dad was the only one bleeding. He was losing a lot of blood there was a LOT of blood on the water and on the boat and his skull was cracked open and he wasnt moving at all so I thought his neck broke as well and it was just his eyes moving around I was on top of the bard trying to see wtf happened and if he was okay and then i ran to my right but still on the bars and saw him trying to get up but i was like wtf dont cus hid neck might be broken and also tf his skull is still open and bleeding so idfk how the hell he’s still moving i lost all hope that he would survive that but holy shit he did. I was also living with sha and gab underground that time and we were buying shit from sketchy lookin stores n stuff like the type ud see very late at night or on the sketchy malls where the surroundings are dark and they sell stuff? we went there and bought some chakras but it seemed so normal that i didn't really realize it till im typing it rn but anyway we thought it was bs and we went to the sitr where the boat flipped over and we got past the bars and onto the water and we were chilling there until we felt something weird and then somebody popped up it looked like a moving rotting corpse suddenly talkjng to us that the site did have a lot of accidents that are precisely the same as ours and that my dad just got licky cus everybody else died there, and if there were any other children they got decapitated when boats would flip either that or get their heads and bodies pierced from the shark icicle looking things on the floor cus its a cave and all and as her story continued she got madder and madder at ud tho we weren’t even saying anything and then she made a vow to murder my dad and the rest of the ppl who survived in that boat it was so fuckjng weird
i have multiple dreams i just remmeebr those two^^^
and also this one
i was on this dame room and i was with my mom sleeping in the couch and my aunt which was the youngest sister of my mom was sleeping behind the curtains and then my other cousins slept on the bed near the tv and it was 3 am and both of my mom and i were restless as shit (i dont remember most of this dream that much its hella blurry) and so i trieed getting myself to sleep by watching stuff on my phone and then i looked at my mom and asked her why she could sleeo and then wealso heard some phone noise from a video behind the curtain bed and we opened it and my aunt was also not asleep so all three of us cant sleep but she had this off vibe to her fsr and she seemed upset so i got up and went to her bed as my mom was getting some food and then something weird happened but i dont rememebr but she wasnt my aunt at all and there was this sound and air that flet past me and i felt the air from my lungs getting sucked out like FULLY getting sucked out until my mom pulled my foot away from the bed, the bed is now empty

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Some details to clarify my situation:
When I went to take a poop, it came out with white specks on it. My stool was soft and sausage like as well. However, I have no symptoms such as itching, nausea or stomach aches. I also want to add that I have recently been eating about a cup of mixed nuts every night which includes almonds, cashews, walnuts and pecans. I also had a dish a couple of days ago which had white rice, carrots, green beans and a lot of sesame seeds sprinkled over. Should I be concerned? What does this mean and is it normal? I'm starting to get anxious because I have been thinking about the possibility that it could be worms but i'm not sure.
thanks

Some details to clarify my situation:
When I went to take a poop, it came out with white specks on it. My stool was soft and sausage like as well. However, I have no symptoms such as itching, nausea or stomach aches. I also want to add that I have recently been eating about a cup of mixed nuts every night which includes almonds, cashews, walnuts and pecans. I also had a dish a couple of days ago which had white rice, carrots, green beans and a lot of sesame seeds sprinkled over.
Should I be concerned? What does this mean and is it normal? I'm starting to get anxious because I have been thinking about the possibility that it could be worms but i'm not sure.
thanks

Some details to clarify my situation:
When I went to take a poop, it came out with white specks on it. My stool was soft and sausage like as well. However, I have no symptoms such as itching, nausea or stomach aches. I also want to add that I have recently been eating about a cup of mixed nuts every night which includes almonds, cashews, walnuts and pecans. I also had a dish a couple of days ago which had white rice, carrots, green beans and a lot of sesame seeds sprinkled over.
Should I be concerned? What does this mean and is it normal? I'm starting to get anxious because I have been thinking about the possibility that it could be worms but i'm not sure.
thanks

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Colorado Rapids
Marko Ilic, Danny Wilson, Andreas Maxso, Moise Bombito, Keegan Rosenberry, Bryan Acosta (Daniel Leyva), Connor Ronan (Ralph Priso-Mbongue), Cole Bassett (Michael Barrios), Sam Nicholson (Lalas Abubakar), Jonathan Lewis (Brian Galván), Kevin Cabral.
Subs: Steven Beitashour, Calvin Harris, William Yarbrough, Alex Gersbach.
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San Jose Earthquakes
Daniel, Tanner Beason, Rodrigues, Miguel Trauco, Paul Marie (Carlos Akapo), Carlos Gruezo, Jamiro Monteiro, Jackson Yueill, Jeremy Ebobisse, Benjamin Kikanovic (Tommy Thompson), Cristian Espinoza.
Subs: Michael Baldisimo, William Richmond, Judson, Ousseni Bouda, JT Marcinkowski, Jonathan Mensah, Daniel Munie.
MATCH EVENTS via ESPN
44' Moïse Bombito (Colorado Rapids) is shown the yellow card for a bad foul.
51' Second yellow card to Moïse Bombito (Colorado Rapids) for a bad foul.
58' Substitution, Colorado Rapids. Michael Barrios replaces Cole Bassett.
59' Kévin Cabral (Colorado Rapids) is shown the yellow card for a bad foul.
70' Penalty saved! Connor Ronan (Colorado Rapids) fails to capitalise on this great opportunity, right footed shot saved in the bottom right corner.
76' Substitution, San Jose Earthquakes. Tommy Thompson replaces Benjamin Kikanovic.
76' Substitution, San Jose Earthquakes. Carlos Akapo replaces Paul Marie.
79' Substitution, Colorado Rapids. Ralph Priso replaces Connor Ronan.
79' Substitution, Colorado Rapids. Braian Galván replaces Jonathan Lewis.
88' Substitution, Colorado Rapids. Danny Leyva replaces Bryan Acosta.
88' Substitution, Colorado Rapids. Lalas Abubakar replaces Sam Nicholson.
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I have one organization that I care about. Once a year Host. A banquet is held to honor the people who made the past year a success for helping our community.
When the date is set. I contact Rose she blocks off the day before, day of and the day after. Direct orders from WW/sbxw.
This is annual event for me and WW would be the 20th time. WW was waiting up for me and started complaining about going.
Event evening, she was ready to go a few minutes early. She was stunning, black dress, white Pearl necklace.
We received people as they arrived. Then one loud man said I didn't know she was your wife.
The evening progressed food was served. The bar opened and dancing began. Several men ask her to dance. She declined and took me out to the dance floor.
When the Eric Clapton song you look wonderful tonight started ee danced slowly and she looked up and asked do you love me. My response was I will always love you.
I heip her into the caddy and drove us home.
Once home in the past years I would carry her to the bedroom and made sure she's comfortable to sleep it off.
She said take me to bed and called me AP. I turned Left into her bedroom and laid her down. I threw a sheet over her and shut the door
I was done with all of this.