What would a universe where π=3 look like?
What would a universe where π=3 look like?
This rock I found in Lake Huron looks like a penis.
Couple of odd ones
Am I the only one who can't get on pxlmo.com or is it down?
I just wanted to share some music I've been listening to lately.
Colin Hay - I wish I was still drinking [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F9FyzKgsB7Q] Rambler Kane - Here I am [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0moW5euxHDE] Drayton Farley - Evergreen Eyes [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k5SLZBqUvgQ] Old Man Luedecke - The Early Days [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w8_HsMQ_AQw] Theo Kandel - Teeth [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NNYC7aAFdhI] What are you listening to?
I need to rant real quick.
What shoes are you wearing right now?
I went to the Optometrist for eye pain. He referred me to a Chiropractor.
He said it could be from posture and pinching a nerve or something. He knew a Chiro office that was life changing for him. But get this, the Chiro doesn’t accept insurance and it’s $75 for every 15 minutes you are with him. The first visit takes at least an hour to analyze you. I decided to look up online what it could be. Turns out it was strain from staring at a monitor all day. I turned the backlight down and changed the color to more yellow. I also downloaded an app that controls the screen for 20 seconds every 20 minutes and forces me to be mindful and focus elsewhere. No more pain.
I fucking hate Christmas.
On December 24th, 2008 I was almost 21 and drinking wine at my Grandma’s house with my family. We were having a good time. I don’t really talk to that side of the family anymore though. I got a phone call from my best friend, Kyle. I joking let my uncle answer. Kyle asked to talk to me. He sounded angry. The next few words he said were like a a fucking nuclear bomb that seared my fucking brain for life. He said, “NineMileTower, Steve died (in Iraq). A bridge gave out, his hummer flipped, and he drowned.” That was in 2008. I’m 37 now. I have two beautiful girls and an amazing wife. I think of Steve all the time. I ask myself, “Why do I deserve these amazing kids, wife and life, and he had to die?” I fucking hate Christmas. I hate the stupid music. I hate fake bullshit decorations. I hate that I’m supposed to pretend that every Christmas it doesn’t fucking kill me that he isn’t here. I’m here enjoying my kids and their holiday and he’s dead. I fucking hate Christmas.