

Q’poop!


Q’poop!


I changed the litter box - for the GLORY OF THE EMPIRE!


Two chicks at the same time.


I’m sorry, but I really don’t have the energy for a deep free will conversation at the moment. Normally I’d love to, but today has been a tough one.
I had a similar experience, also with a mouse I bought. I can’t remember if it was my Microsoft Intellimouse Explorer or my first Logitech optical mouse, but it also had that blinking red LED in the box. I attached it to the back of my bookshelf so I would be able to see it at night.


My worldview depends on us having free will and that we are responsible for our conscious actions, so I don’t think there’d be much of a point in engaging in a debate with you, but thank you for the civil response anyway.


You believe absolutely no one deserves to suffer? Not even those who have intentionally caused immense suffering to others?


He lived a good life, projecting all the good qualities we could wish a man to possess. Confidence, compassion, wisdom, courage and justice. 86 is a long life, all things considered.
Also, he had Alzheimer’s and Lewy body dementia. It’s a loss to us, and it certainly will be to those who knew him. But for him, it was probably a mercy. No one good should have to suffer through such illness.


Our old lady just turned 20 as well. Hope your kitties have many more healthy years ahead of them.


Yammock sauce, obviously. I hear someone has eighty cases of it.


Be seeing you.


I read Meditations and other Stoic texts pretty regularly. They have guided many of my beliefs.


All of this will pass. You won’t necessarily be able to control any of the variables outside of your own life, but living a virtuous life isn’t about becoming the leader of a country or amassing gigantic wealth. It’s about doing the right thing, for yourself and others, when it’s time to make decisions. I take solace in that. I may not always make the perfectly right decision, but as long as I’m generally guided by what’s right, especially when it’s a difficult path to take, I will have lived a good life.


I rotate through a bunch of them. Currently Bosch. Before that was Star Trek: DS9.


Attention Bajoran workers, if you do not build a statue of me within 5 minutes, I will be forced to release neurocine gas into the habitat ring.


How do you define neurotypical then?


As a “neurotypical”, if I understand that term correctly, I can enjoy a conversation and silence alike without awkwardness. I’d rather have silence than to sit with someone who insists on filling every pause with meaningless chatter.


I believe you.
I’d rather watch Wushu than rhythm gymnastics.