After the clock gave him an extra half second

Can’t unsee that

But only beneath the planet

All the snooty “real” grungers will say Mother Love Bone

Yes! I associate my teenage years so much w music. Smith’s, REM, Violent Femmes, OMD, pop acts like The Outfield and Howard Jones, alt rock like the Clash, Concrete Blonde, the Pixies, Husker Du, anything that would be on 120 Minutes. Beasties and early LL, so much college weed smoked to Marley and the Dead. And…

Mere infants. I was HS class of 87 so U2, The Cure, Depeche Mode, the birth of MTV were all experienced in real time

Ummm Guillermo? True wealth is being rich enough to spout Zen koan sounding bullshit

The dead singer hologram things are creepy, though not within some merit. The upcoming GnR tour for example would be a good place for a hologram in place of the bloated corpse of Axl Rose

We’re already there. Quite a ways in there in some cases.

Since there is no such thing as a naturopathic doctor I don’t see where the question lies. Might as well call them flying penguins. They purport to be something that doesn’t exist

No I never did. I had a doc tell me that cold medicine actually helps pre flight. It’s possible that going down the SSRI road helped break that fight or flight response but I never found one that really helped depression. I just don’t get bothered to fly anymore. Before my panic attacks it never bothered me either. I…

Sorry that happens for you. It’s the other side of the depression coin for me. Once i learned they were panic attacks they kind of went away but depression is a long term companion. SSRIs don’t really help and I wont go down the benzo road so I’ve just learned that sometimes I’m going to feel really hopeless and have…

I’ve had that. A number of years ago I had a series of panic attacks including a couple of pretty good ones on airplanes. I would sit there listening to my heart bang away as a burning flushing feeling poured through my chest. Once I even left a plane before it pushed back and went to the ER because I thought I was…

Aww. I thought DD was sweet

What the unholy fuck was that? Was it literally a cock from the past crawling all over them?

Sad to admit I do this on the golf course. I hear myself saying “daggonit” and “oh for heaven’s sake” when there is nothing but “motherfucking cocksucker” in my heart.

My version was a Datsun/Nissan Sentra. The 82 model that had both names on the back. Stick, no air, vinyl seats and pop top sunroof. Was not really into metal but all of the Rush, Zeppelin, and Doors (yes i thought that moron was deep) I could power through a Blaupunkt reversible tape deck

I would never work at an office where this doesn’t apply. I don’t need a bunch of competent careerists shining a spotlight on how much my shit is held together with chewing gum and string.

Vol 1 was quickly scrapped in favor of vol 2 which contained 1200 gratuitous n bombs

I’ve never heard “meepy” before, but I like it. Permission to use?