My cat would respond when my wife or I sneezed. Anthropomorphically, it was similar to how we blessed him when he sneezed. We adopted another cat who does the same when one of us coughs.

I was thinking, "he is a real mycologist," before I figured out to whom you were referring.

This is my top interest. The only representative I know that I would trust to listen is Jeff Jackson, but he's been gerrymandered out of his House seat and is running for NC State attorney general this year. I've never seen anyone as transparent and understanding of what his role is supposed to be. Gives me hope that there might be others like him.

I'm over 40, have ADD, have extensive experience, and am grieving two close friends who died of fent in their coke in the last few weeks. You'll likely conclude the same thing I did, that it's way overpriced and you need a whole lot more to get the dopamine dump that makes it worthwhile.

You asked, I answered. Knock yourself out (but please, test your shit. Fent strips are cheap and often free. Check with dancesafe.org or others for best practices on testing. I'm not worrying about you, but I'm sure you have people in your lives that love you dearly, and I hope they never go through what I'm going through right now.)

Because of that? It'd be a lot cheaper and much much safer to get a prescription for ADHD medication. You're not missing anything.

Perhaps I'm not understanding the question, but first and foremost, science is specifically not a belief system. My professors emphasized the fact that we were not to believe anything but rather accept or reject hypotheses based on evidence. Science is a tool. It's a system of observing, recording, hypothesizing, testing, analyzing, and refining. If you're asking when we will have refined everything to the point that there are no more questions, I don't think that will ever happen. What I've found is the more questions you answer, the more questions you have.

She didn't get depressed because you didn't talk to her, and she wasn't interested in you because you were VP of the science fiction club in high school. It all just sounds so self important even if that's not your intent.

And they were still bullshitting us at that price. They hit negative numbers. Were paying oil barrel buyers to store it. Negative prices.

Mid to late 90's in Georgia (US) when I heard OPEC would start limiting barrel sales. We were at $0.63/gallon. Knew I'd never see that again. The days of pocket/couch change road trips.

Shhh, the IT guys are trying to have a moment

Woah woah woah, will someone please think of the cocaine users?

Isn't this a tabloid?

My wife and I are both self employed for many years. We work hard but it's really just enough to live where we love. Some savings, no retirement, but we are so so wealthy in friendship. We have a wide, varied friend group that's very close. Our group spans the political spectrum, the class spectrum, and I credit it to our ability to meet each other individually without judgement and with vulnerability. We're very blessed, very wealthy even though our family struggles financially sometimes.

I went to the food bank this year. We couldn't figure out how we were paying for food that month along with our bills. It was so hard to initiate because I felt like others deserved it more, that others were in harder situations and that we'd somehow figure it out. But we didn't know how we were going to eat. I was in tears when they brought out our boxes. I asked if this was all for us. It broke my heart while also rebuilding it. We've donated our time, our food, our money to help support this charity for years. To see what we were given just to us, it was so generous. It made the biggest difference. Three boxes full of fresh produce, frozen meats, canned goods, bread.

I came home and started bringing in boxes. My wife saw the first box and asked if everything was okay. She saw the next box and started crying. I brought in the next box and we hugged and cried and cried and cried. It was hard for me to initiate, but what brought us to tears was the sense of relief, the feeling that our community was looking out for us, the feeling that we were going to be alright. The folks at the food bank treated me with dignity through and through.

The following week, we had dinner with some friends at their house. We sat at the table in this stunning house eating dinner and soon realized that a town council member sat to my left, the head of the charity that runs the food bank was to my wife's right, her husband is a state senator who sat across from us. And we all broke bread together. When the food bank came up in conversation, we wanted to tell them, but we were scared. Talking with my wife afterwards, we were most scared about outing each other and making the other feel uncomfortable. We wanted to tell them our experience and what it meant to us. That's how close to home that charity hits in our community. Our story highlights that you never know what someone is going through and that everyone deserves compassion and dignity.

Please support your local food banks and community support programs. I volunteer at them, donate to them, refer them, and use their services. Reach out when you need help, please, and support where you can. Dignity, no shame, we're all people, humans, making our way in life on our own individual paths, and we need each other. For community, by community. Together.