I'm registered to donate, they won't take them unless I get an expensive genetic test. My brother just passed away, and they wouldn't let him donate anything because we had an aunt a couple of generations ago who had Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease (a prion disease that causes dementia)
I've tried digital books, but I've found that physical books work much better for my brain. I retain more information and can "get lost" in the story, whereas, for some inexplicable reason, digital books being read on a screen kind of "flatten" a story for me. It's almost like a 3d vs 2d experience for me.
Hi neighbor! Wisconsinite here to throw our hat in the ring. I used to live on a residential road in the Milwaukee area that had a sign on either end that said "Rough Road". It was permanently installed. There were asphalt patches on top of patches that had been used to patch older patches. Half the patches turned to potholes, and then they ran out of patch money. But apparently had just enough left in the budget for signs.
I moved to across town to another suburb of Milwaukee, and the new street I live on partially caved in right beside my neighbor's driveway
All the time! Both when lying on my side and lying on my back. It's comfy
20+ years ago, when I was a freshman in high school, a Palestinian refugee joined our class. He mentioned off-handedly how quiet it was where we lived at night - he was used to hearing rockets/bombs all night while trying to sleep.
Then I started reading.
There hasn't been any single major event - just years upon years of proving that they were trustworthy.
I wanted to tell you what an incredibly apt statement that was, and to thank you for teaching me a new turn of phrase I plan on using excessively
Considering they're en route to the hospital now, welcoming my very first nephew to the world would be a pretty awesome highlight
A black cat sitting on the floor looks up expectantly at a woman's hand, which is holding a slice of pepperoni pizza with a bite taken out of it.
Inspired by Grimm's pizza post
"There's not enough blue to make a cat a pair of pants!"
From my southern grandmother, when she'd spot a break in the clouds on an overcast day
I can't stand micromanagement
My cat pretends he's starving to death. Every day. Even though I just fed you, Mojo