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I would actually pay for this.
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Transfer Cycle 2024-2025 - Stop Being Poor
Hornius Emeritus replied to closetojumping's topic in 🤫$9.95🤫
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About 35 years ago I went to visit an old German girlfriend in Hamburg for about 10 days. She was just moving into an apartment ---- her first "on her own" apartment. It was really just one room with a small bathroom attached. I'd say it was about 400 square feet and had a murphy bed that pulled up against the wall when she wasn't sleeping. So we went to Ikea to get her furniture. I'd never been to Ikea or even heard of it and was rather amazed. They had all kinds of this modular furniture. We bought a ton of it and they delivered it the next day. We spent a couple of days assembling it all and it was rather cool, how they were able to cram all of these modular things into one apartment. Of course, it was mostly particle board but it looked a lot like this photo. A few days later another friend from southern Germany came to stay with us for about a week. She walked in, took a look around, and said "Ikea?" It just had that look. Then all three of us spent the next week sleeping together in that one bed. Good times.
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Trivial things that please the ever living shit out of you
Hornius Emeritus replied to Tailleur17's topic in Lulz
Casters. I have been putting casters on every heavy piece of furniture at my studio in Bartlett and I'm wondering why I didn't do this on very piece of furniture I've ever owned. Holy Toledo!. I don't care if they look stupid, I'm rolling this stuff around like I'm Speed Racer. I've convinced myself that casters are the greatest invention of all time after the wheel, which is sort of a caster. I like casters so much I'm thinking that, if you have a heavy piece of furniture that you would like to roll around the house and if you buy the casters and the beer, I'll come over and put those bad boys on for you. That's how much I like casters. Casters, man. -
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I've found that riding my bike or walking is all it takes for me. I'm in my 60s and walked 10 miles in 142 minutes this morning. I don't ride like I used to simply because Austin's become a bit dangerous for cyclists, but when I go to my studio in Bartlett I do a quick 21 mile ride and that's pretty much all it takes. You've just got to get out there and do it. Of course, "getting out there and doing it" has led to several skin cancers, so there's a price to be paid. On the other hand, my fitbit tells me that my resting pulse is 54-56 beats per minute. My blood pressure is low. I had a CT scan about a month ago and had zero buildup in three of my arteries and minimal build up in the fourth. I do the work so that I can drink beer without worrying that I'm going to get heavy. Some days I feel like I just can't eat enough. My weight last summer got so low that I got scared and started drinking monster smoothies with weight-gain powder.
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Zipper mergers deserve a special place in hell.
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I can see where you went wrong.
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About 35 years ago I was the best man at the wedding of another Surly poster. It was held in a relatively small town in northern Ohio, where his wife is from. We got up there and it turns out pretty much everybody in her family was enormous. I mean ridiculous. They were farmers and you'd think the physical work would have kept them slim but good lord most of the men, even the younger brothers, were on the order of 350 pounds. The sisters, the cousins --- all of them huge. Tall people, but huge. I was a hard core cyclist who was averaging 40-50 miles a day and could really put away some groceries myself but I was, and still am, skinny. It was a week of celebration, of course, and these people's lives were governed by food, so every morning breakfast would be pancakes and waffles and syrup and bacon and eggs and sausages and hash browns and all of it in staggering quantities. We would all sit there and gorge ourselves at breakfast and I'm thinking "I can't move. I won't be able to eat until dinner, I've had so much." They'd be sitting there picking their teeth with toothpicks and talking about where they wanted to go for lunch. I was thinking "Holy crap ... how can you POSSIBLY be thinking about more food when I just watched you eat four pounds of food in the form of five pancakes, two waffles, eight slices of bacon, a half tube of Jimmy Dean sausages, some eggs, a plate full of hashbrowns etc?" I'm the kind of guy who eats when I'm hungry and that's it. Being there with them really clued me in to how some people's lives revolve completely around eating. I had never understood this before.
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I guess I just don't get this. My family is much more direct. If somebody "demanded" that one of us get a second plate of food, the response would be on the order of "Or how about this? You eat what you want and I'll eat what I want and neither of us try to tell the other what to eat. Does that work for you, dickhead?"
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Two of my best, longest friends are Sooners. They are so beat down right now that they won't even offer up the smallest amount of trash talk. It's actually taking a lot of the fun out of it for me.
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I am going to this place and buy every one of these beers. It's in Houston, right?
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