Random Thoughts...or...What's on Your Mind?
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Not quite. The hairy burly Butters in Lancashire, filling his boot with laundry.
Not quite. The hairy burly Butters in Lancashire, filling his boot with laundry.
milk people
Well, yeah, but there are still record albums being played and sold today.
But technology is changing a lot faster now. A hundred years from now, media players (if there are any) may not be able to handle something as old as film...
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theay are at hand in the heat
I don't know if I should talk about this but at the same time I think I really need that catharsis so here goes:
Yesterday I went to a funeral. The funeral of my best friend. He was not only the kindest man you'll ever meet, he also was a brilliant man. The kind of intellect that sometimes wins Nobel Prizes. Always getting the highest grades as a student he started doing research and he was very good at it and you could see that he was very happy doing it. Then we lost touch for a few years. That's when he got trapped in a terrible terrible marriage. His manipulative shrew of a wife forced him to leave his job and find one that was more lucrative that he hated (he told me so several times) still he could do it in his sleep and earned a fair amount of money had a house built to his specifications (even though he wasn't an architect but he was THAT brilliant) and the house was meant for a big family with plenty of kids and guest rooms for friends. My friend never got that chance, never got any kids. Instead, his good for nothing brother in law moved in as an untold permanent resident. He didn't always sleep there but he had his "things" in that room. The nicest guest room, of course!! He and my friend's wife kept torturing him mentally. day after day, after day, after day... until he hanged himself!!! And his "widow" showed up at his funeral with the man EVERYONE knows she was cheating on him with!!! I heard many synonyms of the word "whore" whispered all around while people were darting poisonous looks in her direction. My friend's house is too close to mine!!! Now it will be inhabited by the scum of the Earth who will never speak my friend's name, or if they do it will be to mock him! I'll sell my place and move somewhere else, FAR, as soon as possible. I don't even care if I get ripped in the deal!
Now if you'll excuse me. I need to find a place to weep.
Yesterday I went to a funeral. The funeral of my best friend. He was not only the kindest man you'll ever meet, he also was a brilliant man. The kind of intellect that sometimes wins Nobel Prizes. Always getting the highest grades as a student he started doing research and he was very good at it and you could see that he was very happy doing it. Then we lost touch for a few years. That's when he got trapped in a terrible terrible marriage. His manipulative shrew of a wife forced him to leave his job and find one that was more lucrative that he hated (he told me so several times) still he could do it in his sleep and earned a fair amount of money had a house built to his specifications (even though he wasn't an architect but he was THAT brilliant) and the house was meant for a big family with plenty of kids and guest rooms for friends. My friend never got that chance, never got any kids. Instead, his good for nothing brother in law moved in as an untold permanent resident. He didn't always sleep there but he had his "things" in that room. The nicest guest room, of course!! He and my friend's wife kept torturing him mentally. day after day, after day, after day... until he hanged himself!!! And his "widow" showed up at his funeral with the man EVERYONE knows she was cheating on him with!!! I heard many synonyms of the word "whore" whispered all around while people were darting poisonous looks in her direction. My friend's house is too close to mine!!! Now it will be inhabited by the scum of the Earth who will never speak my friend's name, or if they do it will be to mock him! I'll sell my place and move somewhere else, FAR, as soon as possible. I don't even care if I get ripped in the deal!
Now if you'll excuse me. I need to find a place to weep.
I’m sorry for your loss and his life ended this way. How awful.
that's terrible 
The first thought that occurs in such a situation is: "why did he never get divorced?" But then many people who are in unbearable relationships don't. At close consideration it seems rather logical that if one is in the shit over both ears it's almost impossible to see a way out.
I've been in abusive relationships myself but luckily at a certain point I find that enough is enough and I tear myself free. It's very sad that your friend didn't have so strong an self-preservation instinct
Don't even think of blaming yourself now! You have tried to help him as much as possible but you can't live his life for him. There are things people have to do themselves and help can only be successful if the helpee is actively participating in his rescue.
But on the point of architects and custom-built houses (after all this is the random thoughts thread) :
For years, when I can't sleep I'm always planning the house of my dreams (My granny built hers but we are 3 siblings who'll inherit it and the house is only large enough for 2 households so one must find a different place to live). My siblings donated all their old Legos so that when I'm finished planning I can build a scale model. A friend of my brother is an architect and promised that he'll draw the blueprints after this model for free =)
The other day I realized that with all my years of planning I have completely forgotten the stairs.
LOL back to square one. Fortunately, in this heat, I have a lot of sleepless time for planning. This time I'll start with the staircase (and propably forget the bathroom LOL)
The first thought that occurs in such a situation is: "why did he never get divorced?" But then many people who are in unbearable relationships don't. At close consideration it seems rather logical that if one is in the shit over both ears it's almost impossible to see a way out.
I've been in abusive relationships myself but luckily at a certain point I find that enough is enough and I tear myself free. It's very sad that your friend didn't have so strong an self-preservation instinct
Don't even think of blaming yourself now! You have tried to help him as much as possible but you can't live his life for him. There are things people have to do themselves and help can only be successful if the helpee is actively participating in his rescue.
But on the point of architects and custom-built houses (after all this is the random thoughts thread) :
For years, when I can't sleep I'm always planning the house of my dreams (My granny built hers but we are 3 siblings who'll inherit it and the house is only large enough for 2 households so one must find a different place to live). My siblings donated all their old Legos so that when I'm finished planning I can build a scale model. A friend of my brother is an architect and promised that he'll draw the blueprints after this model for free =)
The other day I realized that with all my years of planning I have completely forgotten the stairs.
LOL back to square one. Fortunately, in this heat, I have a lot of sleepless time for planning. This time I'll start with the staircase (and propably forget the bathroom LOL)
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Anyone else have little red number OCD with their apps?
Like, I can’t stand when there’s a little red 3 next to my messenger app or App Store. I have to make it go away.
Then I see someone else’s computer and their unread mail number is in five digits. (shudder)
Like, I can’t stand when there’s a little red 3 next to my messenger app or App Store. I have to make it go away.
Then I see someone else’s computer and their unread mail number is in five digits. (shudder)
I’ll happily ignore them. LinkedIn is usually double digits, so is Facebook and Twitter, Messenger is always six because of the messages I haven’t bothered opening. Pinterest was twenty odd when I uninstalled the app a couple of days ago, Gmail is currently 5381.
Yeah. I'm like that with text message, facebook, insta and email notifications. Have to clear them all away.
This is very true.
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