Any two part move like dig or fly.
Any two part move like dig or fly.
I couldn’t think of a specific song on that album, so I put it on for a listen. I wasn’t familiar with the hardcore/punk style on War and Keys to the Kingdom. Funny enough, I had tickets to see them on this tour because Rise Against was their supporting act, but the tour got cancelled because Chester got sick. The pairing didn’t make too much sense to me at the time, but now it makes more sense, even if it was at a time that Rise Against was losing a lot of their melodic hardcore background with Appeal to Reason. Collapse (Post-Amerika) still hit though.
I was just hitting middle school when Hybrid Theory came out. My mom wouldn’t let me buy it because of the repeated Shut Up lyrics in One Step Closer, but I loved the album and listened to it with my friends all the time. I didn’t feel like Meteora hit as hard, and I really lost interest after Minutes to Midnight. Listening to them now, I still don’t like much after the first few albums, but I’ve come around a bit to Meteora and honestly, Reanimation might be my favorite of the first three albums.
That’s a nice boulder.
I’m pretty sure it’s and f-14 launching off of a carrier, but the image is zoomed in so you only see a tiny portion of the deck obscured by the smoke. The orange glow is the jets on the back, and it’s taken at an angle which makes the tail fins stick out weirdly.
Also the homemade signs on the farmers land. As a kid, I always got a kick out of a sheet of plywood that had been painted with a simple message: “outlaw sodomy.”
My colleague gave me one of hers this week. She told me they were the good stuff. They were so strong I wasn’t sure which was worse: the cough drop or the sore throat. Checked them out at the store today and they have 20mg menthol! The ones we call “the good stuff” only have 7.5mg.
We are much more basic. Always have a box of Lipton chicken noodle on hand for when a bug hits.
Hold the extra noodles, but that’s the real MVP. Sustained me for a week when I got COVID two years ago.
My grandma got me into birding when I was a young child. My friends always text me pictures of birds like it’s a quiz. Maybe this means they’ll start to catch up.
The irony of this sign being photographed on a cellphone while driving takes this to the next level.
The older I get the more I’ve started to structure my ideal of being comfortable as meaning “my time is more valuable than my money.” Whereas I used to change my own oil or absolutely refuse to pay a delivery fee on take out, now I recognize that it’s more important to me to save that time than that money. Especially when it comes to things I could do, but a professional could do in a matter of hours to my days/weeks of work (I’m looking at you drywall finishing).
My wife liked the idea of Eleanor if we had a girl, I never liked it, but luckily we had a boy, so we didn’t have to cross that bridge.
At work, we named the old, decrepit copier Opal in an effort to humanize it and get people to treat the old girl with more love and patience.