"High thoughts," almost like shower thoughts, but driven by weed and, in my experience, learning an interesting fact or tidbit.
So they're not a scientist and don't have formal training in sounds or plants or animals, they learned a fact and got high and connected some dots, haha
The hallways one pisses me off to no extent. From the pig who killed him having "Get Fucked" or whatever it was engraved on his rifle, down to the very fact they responded with nothing but conflicting and confusing commands. He was told to crawl towards them but also keep his hands above his head, which is impossible to do, crawling requires hands and knees on the ground, shuffling only requires knees. Then, the clearly intoxicated and unarmed man crying and shuffling towards them has his pants keep falling down, and like any of us would do, instinctively kept pulling them back up. Instead of the pigs telling him to ignore his pants, y'know, to help alleviate some of the stress the poor guy is experiencing, they scream once at him to keep his hands up and then they open fire on him when he instinctively does it again. There's one of him, and at least half a dozen fully armed and armored pigs, and pulling pants up was soooooooooooooo threatening to these pieces of shit who like to play dress up as soldiers, they riddled him with bullets and he got to bleed out on a carpet in a hotel hallway.
The report was a man brandishing a rifle in a hotel window, and at no point did they guy give any evidence he was packing a rifle or trying to be uncooperative with the pigs. And they killed him, because he didn't want his pants to fall. Don't worry though, the pig that killed him was medically retired due to PTSD from the event. I bet the victim sure wishes he could've medically retired from PTSD, but that privilege is only for pigs apparently.
Well that may explain an interaction between a possum and my sisters dog a few years ago. When I lived with my sister I'd take their mastiff out on her leash and walk her around their property while I had a smoke. We'd do this all times of day and night.
I'd drop the leash if we were in the backyard since it was fenced on two sides and only one gate to get into the front, which I could keep an eye on while she explored. One night, it had to have been about midnight, she was obsessed with this one spot in the tall grass, like, would not leave this spot. So after about five minutes I went to grab her, and she's fighting me, nose buried in this spot. I finally turn my flashlight on and walk over, and there's a possum curled up in the tall grass. And she's licking it...
I pull her away, since, I'm sure dogs shouldn't be licking wild animals, especially ones that are dead, right? Like, only a dead possum would let another animal lick it, right? Wrong. As I'm looking at it to make sure she didn't lick up any maggots or was eating any rotten meat, it turned it's head towards me, eyes squinting, like, "Do you mind? I was having the most wonderful dream of a bath." It wasn't playing possum, I've seen them do that, it was literally just curled up in grass, sleeping, while a dog 6X its size was licking it head to toe.
Yeah, I'm not clicking on sketchy websites that come from Russian-State owned media who clearly have no bias in regards to the war they started.
I'm sorry the "fascist West" decided to sanction Russia for their numerous crimes in history, and considering the facts that Russia has sent spies to kill numerous people on foreign soils because they had the audacity to criticize Der Putin, who himself only rose to power by bombing apartment blocks of his own people, maybe you should read sources that, idk, come from less biased organizations?
But what do I know, I just stand with Ukraine's right to defend their country against bullshit wars that the Russian government can't seem to win. Maybe when one of those "fascist West" countries, like Sweden or Finland or even France, claim the Russians didn't shoot down that plane, I'll believe them. But I wouldn't wipe my ass with anything the Russian state wants the world to believe.
Ah, another Russian bot, got it.
Did you read the comment I responded to? Calling the West fascist, and using the pro-Russian "the Ukraine" phrase?
Their OP comment was left alone because it stayed true to the meme (and I have no qualms acknowledging the sacrifices and victories the Soviets accomplished during the second world war), but they then took the comment chain off-topic.
Idk what to tell you, mate, if this was supposes to stay on topic about "testosterone-poisoned 'history enthusiasts'" maybe go tell that to the person who initially took it off the rails.
Slava Ukraini!
Got a source on that, comrade?
They referred to the entire West as fascist... I highly doubt it was a "mild grammatical mistake."
the ukraine
It's just Ukraine, you Russian shill.
Slava Ukraini!
Currently, I'm a cabinet maker, and I was referred to my current employer by my state's department of labor representatives. I've done damn near everything though: been a dishwasher, a chef (my longest held position at about 10 years), worked retail, was a pharmacy tech, delivery driver, the list goes on.
I interview well, always go in willing to admit what I don't know but highlight what I do know, have a good attitude, and a decent sense of humor helps a lot (at least in my experience).
The thing that's helped me find work the most has been my status as a veteran. Checking that box has opened more doors for me than anything else in my life because, to employers, it shows I'm more "mature" than those around my age, I'm dependable, learn quickly, don't argue, and will get the work done if it needs to be done. It's not surefire, by any means, but it has usually at least gotten me an interview with most places I've applied. Veteran employers like to see it because it's something we can both relate to, and civilian employers like it because they know you learn a lot of soft skills through the military, and the maturity thing.
As an example, I was hired as a cook for a local brewery, but during the interview, the guy kept mentioning my time in the military and how he'd like me to start pushing their kitchen in a more professional direction than it currently was, despite the fact I had about 5-10 years less experience than their current supervisor and my military experience wasn't related to cooking at all.
Not everyone has that on their resume, but it's definitely helped me since I separated almost 10 years ago now.
From high middle-high school timeframe, probably The Yellow Wallpaper, I just think about that one at least a few times a year. And I only read it the one time in school.
The less well known one I remember from elementary school was My Brother Sam is Dead. It's about a family during the American revolution, where the father just wants to stay out of all of it and live their lives, but the eldest son wants to join the revolution. The whole story is just the hardships the family has to go through after the son runs off with the only gun to fight and ends up dying, and how that affects the family and the youngest brother, who the story is told from the perspective of.
None of my friends remember My Brother Sam is Dead, but if I'm remembering right, the ending is kinda dark for a bunch of 3-5th graders.