Nice story I wanted to share, seen on https://old.reddit.com/r/CasualConversation/comments/1i092q3/my_dad_accidentally_became_famous_in_our/

My dad is super quiet. He doesn’t like talking to people, skips parties, and just wants to read books by himself. So I was pretty shocked when I found out he’s kinda famous now.

A few months ago, he built a birdhouse in our yard. Then he made another. And another. Now, our yard looks like a little bird village with tiny houses everywhere.

People around here started noticing and coming by to check it out. One day, someone knocked on the door and asked if they could take a picture of the birdhouses.

My dad said sure, and now people stop by all the time to take pictures and say how cool his yard is. It’s crazy!

Did you already get your hands on the new Super Comics?

In this issue named "Unlimited number of coins", evil Scrooge McDuck from Multiverse with help of Rafans used a magical mirror from Magica to enslave a whole city Duckburg and steal all other Money Bins from different universes into big Giant Money Multibin which consists of others smaller Money Bins and is so huge, that blocks sun from Duckburg.

As the plot progress, Uncle Scruggs from different universes, countries and historical epochs unite, stop fighting between each other and start to cooperate.

With help of Gyro inventor, they manage to break into multiverse and fight against evil McDuck to get back their money which were stolen from them.

In the end, they invoke huge Donald Duck army which defeats the Rafans and they pacify the evil multi-verse McDuck.

He then breaks down as he valuated only the money and the balance in universe is restored. Money Bins are returned and Uncle Scrooges go back to their universes to continue work on their own local Duckburgs and protect them against evil Rafans and enemies.

The plague of NIMBY's may yield if a real plan is put in place to rebuild better. Vast areas could be rezoned for density. A way of addressing the enormous number of displaced people could also address the largest homeless population in the USA. The city that defines urban sprawl could be redefined. How does this play out?

Defeatism, cynicism, doomerism, essentialism, materialism, anti-intellectualism, consumerism, and cruelty are everywhere on the Internet... and I'm just not into it anymore.

I used to buy into self-limiting beliefs because I thought they were answers from people with more life experience than me, but they just limited my thinking and led me astray. They were why I was insecure and unhappy. They were why I was doing nothing to make my life better.

Once I started to push back on all of the Internet's supposed "wisdom," I figured out that my fundamentally flawed beliefs were paralyzing me from actually doing anything with my life and being brave enough to take risks, especially socially. I'm noticeably happier, I've developed a positive life outlook, and I'm more comfortable in my own skin because I stopped getting my opinions from the Internet and started thinking for myself.

I recognized that others' opinions don't define reality. Opinions are the result of someone's life experiences filtered through their brain. They may have some value, but they are often incredibly biased and should not be taken as gospel. If you take them all seriously, you will be riddled with insecurities in no time flat, subconsciously trying to appeal to people who you don't even like and would never be friends with.

I honestly can't say I know who social media is even for at this point. There is so much content promoting unhealthy ways of thinking just haphazardly strewn about everywhere. I don't know how anyone can avoid it all. I don't know if the benefits can outweigh the costs. Even the most harmless content is forgettable and eats up valuable time that could be used for something more meaningful.

Sometimes I think about how we never see any posts from the happiest people alive. They don't need social media validation, their positivity wouldn't generate clicks, and the negativity of social media platforms probably scared them off long ago. As a result of their absence, negativity and unhealthy thought patterns have proliferated unchallenged.

I feel like I don't even belong on the Internet anymore. I can't relate to all of the doomers and cynics. The constant firehose of simultaneous anxiety and apathy, the lack of introspection and empathy... what use do I really have for it all at the end of the day? It's getting so old and stale. I feel like I can't grow as a person anymore if I continue consuming Internet slop.

There are so many, much more constructive ways I could be spending my time. If I should be using the Internet for anything, it would be to aid me in doing that. For example, finding good books to read. I can't wait until I finally overcome my behavioral inertia and move on with my life.

Let's all play geoguesser together, post your score for this round.

No movement, no time limit, panning and zooming allowed.

https://www.geoguessr.com/challenge/p75TGlwyNnzHipLE

Feel free to have a look at

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I moved into a new apartment. It's furnished, clean, chill. Also I break out in hives when I lay in bed with the fresh bedding provided to me. Currently washing a blanket but I've just ruled that one out as a cause. I'm out of detergent for washing the remaining sheets and snowed in. I think I'll sleep in this chair :)

Apparently, the PC I was given by my employer less than a year ago is too out of date (uses Windows 10) and I have to have Windows 11 now for security reasons. I have a gaming PC, but it's my partner's, too, and it'd be a huge waste of its power and graphics card, plus it'd have to be moved. I really don't want to do that.

A new company owns the company I work for now, but still. This is not what I agreed to. Ugh. I'm so annoyed.

It's not that expensive, really ($200), but it's the principle of the matter. How long will it be before they force me to do this again, anyway??? I already get paid a shit wage.

I'm currently wearing adidas Men's Turnaround low tops.

I'm going to be 35 and nothing changes my life has been a boring slow downward spiral. Sometimes I welcome death to take me but unless it's a heart attack I don't see that happening anytime soon. And I don't feel like ending myself.

Still sexless, loveless with literary no friends and with a temp job that I dislike. I just drift in this world, I guess I could be worse, living under a bridge, but I still live with my mother and uncle, sleeping in a minuscule room shared with my uncle (he's another "loser" like me in his late 40s non married living with his sister, my mom). I'm sure y'all heard this before, life is unfair, and it's true, and I'm sure some other people out there are doing worse than me and are better "fighters" in life. But I'm not them, I'll never be them, it's not in me being that type of person.

Btw I'm not saying this just to get a response from you and I don't need a "happy birthday" reply... If anything that would piss me off more due being insincere, you are not my family and you don't care about me in the slightest (and rightfully so). But I just needed to say this to ease my pain.

Now maybe you can understand why I welcome the reaper, maybe you can tell me if you're in a similar situation.

I was born to love. I'm this soft and gentle introverted guy with a bottomless well of tenderness and affection. It is, without exaggeration, the greatest blessing I have ever received.

I vehemently ADORE the idea of making a special someone so happy and being so devoted to her happiness and well-being. I get so giddy just thinking about it! I'm this big bundle of joy and affection inside who wants to shower someone with hugs and kisses and words of admiration. And yet, I have a tender, steady energy to me that will dole out that affection at a calm and measured pace.

That's one of the things I love the most about this personality. I have this sweet, quiet, and unassuming presence, but under the surface is an enormous wellspring of love and care brewing of inside of me that I just HAVE to let out. My inner geek would meticulously observe and study my partner's wants and needs, her likes and dislikes, and the things that make her feel loved and cared for. And then, I would translate my theories into sweet, sweet praxis.

And when any kind of affection is shown back to me, I will completely MELT. There is no facade of masculine stoicism here. If my partner touches me, I'm going to turn into jelly. Everything she does will have me on the floor, incoherently blubbering about how much I love and appreciate her. I live for utter trust and surrender to someone who loves and cares about me, and my partner will surely know it.

I'd love a relationship where we treat each other as equals, where we listen to one another and make decisions together as a team. A relationship filled with mutual love and devotion where we can take turns lavishly melting each other with affection sounds like heaven.

I'm so endlessly glad that I didn't end up as some misogynistic jerkwad who treats his partner like dirt and orders her around all day, because my father was exactly that. But I shouldn't pat myself on the back too much, because I can always improve and I will always have blind spots. I need to be attentive to my partner's needs, communicate effectively with her, and honestly reflect on what effects my actions had. Cultivating a loving relationship is an ongoing process, not a one-and-done deal. It takes work and commitment, and that is an endeavor that I wish to dedicate myself to.

I've never actually been in a relationship (I'm only 22), but I want to actively grow and nurture a healthy mindset now. I'm an idealist at heart, but I know that ideals are goals to work towards, not promises to expect. In order to for a big, beautiful flower to bloom, you have to start from a seed and care for it over time. You can't just expect perfection to appear on the first day. The mindset I wish to cultivate is the knowledge and the heart required to become a gardener of love, to carefully attend to those delicate flower buds every step of the way so that they may blossom into big, beautiful roses.

But just knowing that I hold the power inside to create something so heavenly and fulfilling for someone else in spite of the world's hardship and strife... it's hard to describe to beautiful that is to me. And it's an incredible honor to have the privilege of creating anything even approximating that. I feel a moral duty to take good care of this part of myself and use it to create the most loving and supportive relationship that I can.

Whenever I indulge in my fantasies of a loving, nurturing relationship, I feel waves of euphoric warmth wash over me. It feels so cozy and comforting, like being wrapped in a warm blanket or a gentle hug. It's the ultimate life hack; I can trigger a whole deluge of positive emotions for free, without needing separately packaged, inferior versions to be sold to me piecemeal. It feels uniquely soul-mending, like something making me whole again, restoring a sense of safety and security that I seemed to have lost long ago.

It has made me so much happier throughout the day. I find myself wanting to be so openly warm and caring to other people. Negative things just don't impact me as much. Seeing who I am in these fantasies makes me want to bring that part of my personality out more, to say kind things where I may not have said anything before.

My dream isn't to become rich. It isn't to become famous, to become an astronaut, or to climb Mount Everest. My dream is to become the sweetest, cuddliest, most sensitive lovebug of a boyfriend I can possibly be, and make someone else so incredibly happy.

And I am so, so happy that I have the chance to embody that person.

Hey! I finished my nursing school about 12 years ago and worked on a ICU for about two years after nursing school as a RN.

Moved to a different country and now I am working at a facility for disabled people.

I work only nightshift and we have to be awake all night in case emergency but honestly, I never had an emergency. My clients sleep all night.

My base income is very high and in addition I get nightshift bonus, so I am getting a lot of money that isn't taxed at the end of the month either because in this country shift differential (night, sundays, holidays) isn't taxed.

I don't know I am doing this since two years and if I'd lay down on a couch no one would ever know.

Should I keep going or say something? My Nightshift coworkers don't do anything either but they just keep quiet. And if I am honest I think the dayshift doesn't do a lot either. Our clients really dont need a lot of assist... it's kind of weird getting paid for this job.

What do you think about this approach to social networks? I think she is right in this, for me the social networks don't make much sense any more as it doesn't lead to any real interaction, which was the purpose of having online connections in first place.

https://caoilainn.substack.com/p/just-delete-them

I'm 23 and literally haven't done any real theater. Used to be in ensembles during summer camp bc i didn't gaf at the time but im considering it as an adult now. there are two auditions in my town next week for different groups and I think I wanna try but I'm super nervous. I need to prepare a monologue for one of them?

I currently don't have much time to put into hobbies, but I did some gardening/landscaping during a break in the rain last weekend. Felt great to get out and move around. Garden finally is put to bed for the winter (or what's left of it).

Been through this before, so I know it gets better eventually, but what do you folks generally do to optimize beddy-bye time? To the insomniacs, what are some things you do in the wee hours/early morning for a relaxing start to your day?

This morning's choice is checking out the music of Casiopea - saw them mentioned in a meme here recently, then later on saw one of my favourite gig spaces has a great local fusion jazz band doing a show covering them at the end of the month. Very chill, feels like menu music of a mid-90s Japanese 3D game in a very good way, lol. Funny how these things happen sometimes, kinda like seeing the car model you just bought everywhere on the road shortly after purchase.

I remember when I was young I could just turn on the TV, pick any channel, and I would watch a properly timed ball drop in New York.

Now? It took ages to find a new years countdown on youtube. Couldn't find a decent option and eventually I settled on a tower in Texas that was in the central time zone.

Is there a good ball drop replacement for people who don't own a TV and live purely online? It doesn't need to be fancy, just count down without me having to synchronize watches -_-