These sites are obsessed with Boston and Saint Patrick’s day. JFC, we can’t even discuss Cinco de Mayo without 90 percent of the comments being about the whitest of hallmark holidays.

I can’t tell what yout tone is, if you are being sarcastic or not, but perhaps you don’t realize what the gist of American Gods is. The “gods” and “spirits” are wholly based on our perception of them and how we view them in our mind’s eye. By portraying the Leprechaun as you described, it’s a commentary on that very…

It’s people like you slamming others based on their self-indulgent labeling of others that irritates me more than anything else. Jesus fucking christ - every single item on these sites turns into political nonsense. Did you really need to weigh in with that bullshit?

In my experience, it didn’t happen. I still have online relationships with my friends who don’t have kids, but I rarely (if ever) see them in person now. There just isn’t time unless you have some shared, scheduled activity. I was lucky in that my best friends and I all had our kids around the same time, so we are all…

I really dislike Google Photos. There is so little functionality for dealing with large amounts of photos, and the layout and UI is designed for elementary school age children, not adults.

I have an internal conversation when I am debating things or getting things ready, like for a trip. Seems to help with memory and pro-con debating - for me at least!

What about yelling and scolding yourself? I am terribly hard on myself when I make an error at work. Lots of self-cursing.

THEN WHAT IN THE EVER LIVING FUCK ARE YOU DOING READING ARTICLES AND COMMENTING HERE?

Jesus, what an awesome post. It took me three readings to fully digest it’s full glory.

That extra $1000 per year is really going to change my family’s fortunes.

I went to a catholic school and remember the priests always railing against “Cape” christians who were fake catholics. Cape = christmas, Ash Wednesday (gotta show off the ashes), Palm Sunday (more free shit), and Easter.

My mom did the same. I recall that between the hours of noon and 3pm, we weren’t supposed to play, eat, drink, or have any fun because that is when the j-man was on the cross.

Re-accommodated to heaven.

Greaster

Jason, Are you doing a Meh car Monday this week? I hope you do!

The bench reactions are always the key indicator of how good it was, and this was top notch.

I like the cut of your jib, pardner.

Which happens so frequently in the West!

I filled it in with real, thoughful responses, and provided all my real info.

Not sure if revenge, or being an asshole.