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Just because Step 1 doesn’t solve the entire problem doesn’t mean you don’t take Step 1.

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The soundtrack is so good. Such a shame only a small audience was able to enjoy it.

And people think im stupid for still buying physical games. This is perfect example of why

Imagine being so untethered you spend your own time and energy hacking a youtube channel... just to promote a billionaire. Bleak stuff.

“A staggering 5 million Americans—more than the combined populations of Nebraska, South Dakota, North Dakota, Wyoming, and Montana—consume forty-five hours of video games per week,”

There’s a documentary about female artists called Women. Art. Revolution which I highly recommend. There’s a part where the artists are talking about how they held a press conference (or something like that) in the seventies where all these awesome female artists shared their experiences of sexism in galleries and a

The Night Mares of Waterford Castle

Disclaimer: not my story, but my sister gave me permission to tell it.

When I was a teenager I would regularly go camping with my dad and family friends. My dad was a physicist and the other family consisted of his colleague, another physicist I’ll call Tim, and his two sons, one my age and the other a few years older. Every year we’d camp in the fall and spring at a site in Stokes State

My mom died in April 2019. The day after her funeral, I returned to my apartment in another state. I slept soundly in my own bed and spent the next day doing all the things one does when they get back from a trip. I went to bed later than usual that night, pup curled up in his usual spot right beside me.

The Big White House

Bix”

Back in 2009-10ish I cleaned houses to pay for college. My mom had been been doing it for 25 years at that point, picked up a new client, large family, 5-6k sq ft. house built in the 20’s-30’s? It had a maids quarters, dining room, formal room, winding stair case, the whole fancy 9 yards. We’d been there for a few

Long time listener, first time caller… hope someone sees this, I thought it was pretty creepy at the time.

After deciding against living with my younger friend and choosing to live alone, I found a very quiet, very chill apartment complex where another friend had lived. This one-bedroom apartment had a sliding glass door out onto an untrustworthy balcony that I made no attempt to use and it overlooked a tree-filled

I wasn’t going to submit anything - in fact, this is my first time ever commenting here despite being a longtime reader. However, I just shared the below with my colleagues over lunch who encouraged me to submit. So here it goes!

I have a couple stories I’ve been longing to tell, so I’ll give ‘em titles.

last year during the pandemic i lived in a one bedroom apartment in (portland oregon) a block away from my friend. we’d hang out like once a week until around 11 pm and then i’d walk home alone. one friday i was at her place and while she was working on her ceramics projects for school, i was reading aloud the

I’ve got lots (unfortunately), but here’s a recent one.

I will try my hand at this again. It’s probably not scary enough, but screw it.