Males have a reputation for hating shopping. But, I rather enjoy it.
Most of the time I have an idea of what I need or want and go straight to that location, look for the item(s), and checkout. Additionally, I will frequent certain stores looking for things I always want on clearance. I know how much I want to pay for them and regularly check for them to get priced right.
There are aspects of clothes shopping that annoy me like velcro. I am no longer under 10 years old. I can deal with buttons or snaps. Fortunately, when I forget and get something, I know enough about sewing to alter the item. (Not so good it looks professional.)
Also, I am a larger guy, so most clothes come in sizes I cannot wear. I am also very overweight. My situation would be easier if I lost 30 pounds like I should. It is much easier to find fitting clothes at that size.
The wife wanted to go to the big city to look for some clothes she has not been successful locating here. She worried about making me tag along, but I rather did not mind at all. I was happy she found what she needed. I enjoyed the driving. I enjoyed the walking around in the mall. I most enjoyed finding something on a clearance rack that she really wanted.
A friend’s friend is criticizing some Facebook commentary critical of political opponents. The “FoF” made a remark about being a fan of the method “speak softly and carry a large stick” (sic) instead of gloating about the removal of Confederate honoring monuments.
I found this interesting in part because the friend is a veteran. Roosevelt used this phrase as his way of not wasting too much time negotiating and bringing in the military to deal with the problems. The military is the big stick.
Pretty sure the FoF is not a fan of using the military to remove these monuments. Instead, the FoF wants the friend to just be quiet. So, really just “speak softly.”
Apparently I’ve been depressed in the wrong way. I am supposed to look at my tweets and Facebook posts to figure out who I could talk to. Strangely in that state I do not really want to to talk to anyone.
if someone's feeling sad, alone, depressed or suicidal, can they talk to u? if yes, pls retweet this so they know they can message u
A couple inmates killed their correctional officers while being transported to another prison. They went on the run for a few days. The reward for information on these guys was ever increasing. It captured people’s attention at $60,000 and ultimately got as high as $130,000.
The male gun fanboys I know started expressing a sudden desire to become bounty hunters and track down these violent criminals. The most extreme comment on a post hoping it would get to $200,000: “Cant get shot if you shoot first. Dead or alive they say.”  Um… no. The reward is “for information leading to the arrest of DUBOSE and ROWE.” The GBI and FBI were not asking for people to hunt them down and kill them, just alert law enforcement to their location so they can arrest them.
In the end, the escapees broke into a home and tied up the couple. Shortly after driving off in the couple’s vehicle, the couple called 9-1-1. The sheriff was alerted that since Rowe was from a nearby county, everyone was on the lookout for them. The escapees shot at law enforcement during the chase. They crashed that car and fled on foot where in trying to steal another vehicle, the homeowner held them at gunpoint until the law enforcement could get there to arrest them.
 You can get shot if you shoot first.
If you miss, then you have alerted the person you are shooting at about your intent and give them an opportunity to return fire.
If you hit, but fail to kill or maim enough, then the person you are shooting at can return fire.
From 1999 to 2006, I looked forward to Friday afternoons as the WFSU would broadcast Science Friday. I stopped listening because I moved away and the local station only airs a single hour of the (2 hour) show while I am at work. Recently, I started listening to the podcast of the show.
Dunno, exactly what it is, but I no longer really enjoy it anymore.
Tis the season for proud parents to post photos of their children having won school achievement awards.
I hate the spotlight awards put on me. Having to go on stage to accept something was the absolute worst. I was glad to skip walking in my high school graduation. I grudgingly went though walking in my college graduation. Having to do it again for a Master’s and or PhD sound terrible to me.
A boss wanted to photograph us accepting an award for a project. I got caught and had to go through with it. Shortly after, I refused going through it again to accept my plaque for working 12 years.