Son is currently breastfeeding while looking at me and laughing, trying to cuck me I guess? Little does he know I fucked his mother
Mattering seems like it sucks from an objective perspective.
I read this and my mind immediately started thinking of jokes, then I read the rest of your post and realized you had already climbed to the peak.
Got mom to read Manâs Search for Meaning, in Spanish. Didnât know at the time she had about a year to live.
Impressed a girl who was reading it. She thought I was just some engineering nerd; not someone whoâd read shit.
Ofc itâs also a great book. It stuck in my head a long time. Thatâs how I measure that.
So you would recommend it. Going to get it.
Iâm not gonna do it myself obviously, but if someone walked up behind me, unbeknownst to me, with a .357 or .44 in hand and pumped one righteously through my noggin and I didnât see it coming Iâd probably thank him in the afterlife.
Are there parts of music we donât know about yet? Notes to be discovered? Like you can have sharps and flats, but are there mini-sharps? Just one mini-sharp would open up a whole new can of worms from a musical creation standpoint.
Like the âFleshy Part of the Thighâ episode of The Sopranos, except in the head.
There are definitely musical traditions that donât adhere to the 12-tone scale.
Yikes, sounds like a gang of grey poupon drinking snowflakes to me
Happy Birthday little T!
Do numbers exist?
Insofar as representations of concepts that seem to work when applied to reality.
Holy shit man. I just listened to that in bed next to my wife with it on pointed in one ear only and that was intense
But if sentient beings with the concept of numbers ceased to existâwould the numbers still exist?
Moved on from coffee to wine. Listening to old sad songs.
You know, Linda Ronstadt was pretty hot. And I suppose itâs no coincidence she reminds me of my missing friend.
Yes. And that includes the imaginary ones.