How inconvenient

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Me with my new olive green/gum/black sambas

I recently did a two week break (longest in a while) and celebrated by taking two bong rips of what my budtender said he was smoking. After the best stretch of my life, I realized I couldn’t tell if I was awake or asleep or of I was actually walking around or just imagining walking around. It was extremely overwhelming and I eventually had to lie down and let it pass. Crazy what a two week break can do

I used to live down the street from that stop sign (now a traffic signal). Santa Fe Elementary in North Oakland/Emeryville, Market and 55th. I believe two children had been killed by drivers at that location and the Panthers did impromptu traffic flagging at the location while they petitioned the city to install a stop sign. There’s a commemorative placard there on the SW corner

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A million percent someone’s papaw died and nobody wanted all the chud shit he squandered their inheritance on so it got donated

Based on my time on rednote, there is some very bad blood between the Chinese and Vietnamese, which is a damn shame to see as a Western leftist who has great respect for both nation’s projects

Notary

Those who grew up before the year 2000 literally experienced a different planet than all who came after

Oh of course. My parents thought the racecar one was tacky so ours was just a rectangle but I do remember enjoying the eject mechanism

Just how boring weekends at home were. No internet yet, dog shit tv programming (hope you like Golf, MASH, or Land of the Lost). Stare at the walls or read a book. My family was anti vidya.

Pagers ushering in the age of always being online. Mom could send a page to Dad and then he knew to find a phone and give her a call.

Rewinding the VHS before returning it to the rental store

Memorizing the CCS skate catalog

Being able to buy realistic looking toy guns and brandishing them everywhere

Those shirts made of towel material

Switching to the other “real alternative ROCK” radio station whenever one goes to commercial to catch “Livin on a prayer” for the fourth time today

(A bit later) Calling home to have Mom look up MapQuest directions because I got lost

It’s not a coincidence that this guy looks like Miller, right?

As a former pizza delivery driver - tipping. Poor folks would dig through the cushions to make sure I got a handful of quarters for a tip, usually coming out to $2-3 (back in 2006) whereas rich people would round up the receipt to the nearest dollar or two, almost never more.

Video doesn’t play for me

Finally, an opportunity to share the James May sandwiches of the 70s playlist

Urbanites technically

LRADs mounted… you know, the directed sound weapon things we invented to do crowd control in Iraq.

Something something imperialism something something fascism turned inwards