And Along Came A Lady

I know almost nothing about guitars, but I do remember, as a teenager, buying my first drum machine, and how long it had to be saved for, and how big a deal it seemed. And just how close I was cutting it when handing over the cash.

That’s sweet. 🙂
It’s an emotional rollercoaster.

He was putting a brave face on it. 🙂
I think that’s what makes it charming. The not entirely convincing statements of being totally-okay-with-it. “That’s all that matters… I can… happily come back.”
Some years ago, in a fish and chip shop, I bailed out a tiny urchin from some nearby school who was very excited about the prospect of a tray of chips, curry sauce, or whatever, and was 25p or so short of his anticipated feast. I suspect the proprietress of the chippy would have been willing to stand the loss of 25p, but it was worth it for said urchin’s look of relief, and, it has to be said, to keep the queue moving.
I know. This is my hero face.

I suspect the proprietress of the chippy would have been willing to stand the loss of 25p
I’m sure she could afford the 25p but she probably could not afford to put up with being the shop that forgives every small shortage of funds. You were there and gone. Now if said urchin sees you around again…which probably not likely either way…and perhaps he might thank you for your kindness…or go doe eyed and misty for more. With kids, especially wee ones, you do get something heartwarming in return and we were all there once. The older ones though, I think the older they are the more it becomes important to be as instructive as possible.

I think the older they are the more it becomes important to be as instructive as possible.
Oh, I’d guess the urchin in question was about ten or so, and certainly quite short, and it did seem to be a genuine miscalculation. Coins were being counted. I suspect he hadn’t factored in the cost of the curry sauce, leading to a rather crushed and awkward silence.
And contrary to rumour, I’m not an absolute git.

And contrary to rumour, I’m not an absolute git.
*peers over spectacles*

I can get this shabby treatment at home
Come for the gittishness, stay for the shabby treatment…
Quick update the brochure!

Speaking of “gits” who then go on to double-down.

Speaking of “gits” who then go on to double-down.
They appear to have overlooked the fact that bleeder is long-standing British slang for an aggravating or pitiable person.

Speaking of “gits” who then go on to double-down.
” We also understand there are many women who don’t have periods and some people who menstruate who are not women. ”
What are they then ? Giraffes ?

To me “bleeder” sounds an awful lot like something a serial murderer would use to signify “alive person”.

“They appear to have overlooked the fact that bleeder is long-standing British slang for an aggravating or pitiable person.”
In my head, I couldn’t help hearing the original Tweet in the voice of Jack Regan off The Sweeney. “… We’re here to change that, sunshine. You’re nicked.”

Ouch.
My condolences, Squid.

I missed the speech today. Did Zalensky say he was for or against Daylight Savings Time?

Just read Squid’s story, sorry about the cat. I remember KW and the keys in general back in the 70’s when they were pretty desolate. Now everyone has a boat and the hurricanes cleaned out all the dead wood making room for the commercial stuff. Was there for a spring break myself back in ‘85. I was out of school a year but most of my friends were on the 5 year plan. We only went as far as Islamorada and had a great drunken time. But back then pretty much all the locals were drunks and rejects. Weird that it’s so fancy-ish now. Haven’t been back since maybe’89-90 or so and it had changed by then. Have friends who have lived down there and vacationed and such. Like anything south of Port St. Lucie by now, it’s all pretty much overcrowded. We still go to Lauderdale-by-the-sea every Christmas or so. Disappointing yet still worth the trip.

Further to the previous post:

I’m going to have to deal with coming out to my students.

To which, one might ask, why?
And why is it now very much a thing, with countless, all but identical, videos on TikTok?
I’m guessing the impetus didn’t come from the children.

How can he feel SPECIAL if he doesn’t?
Well, yes, there is that.
Sadly, I couldn’t find any further elaboration. But, given chappie’s willingness to make a drama out of it, and to plan it, while pretending it’s such a chore, and given the apparent need to make a social-media video about it, which students might see, and while fishing for likes, applause, or acknowledgement of some kind… well, it does seem a little gratuitous. A little self-serving.
And that’s before we get to the privileges and leverage afforded by Designated Victim Group status. I mean, I should imagine there’s little risk to the teacher from his planned announcement – if there were, I doubt the video would have been made – but any student who finds the drama inapt or gratuitous, and says so in class, may fare less well.

The curious thing about the teachers who come out to their class is that adults almost entirely don’t care any more. You are gay? Oh, yawn. Gay sex might make some straights a little uncomfortable, but they almost entirely hide it. Pink hair? Nose rings? A dime a dozen. There are more hate crimes against asians than against gays. Discrimination? I doubt it. As to trans people, again people try to just ignore it (except bathrooms but I digress). But these clowns (with no offense to real clowns) want to act all heroic, world-changing. Discussing sex with 10 yr olds is just so brave you see. They are martyrs. urgh

“Coming home to an empty house ”
It does amaze that such small creatures can fill a house – and make it a home.

Not sure if she is Snivelling Little Rat-faced Git or Dirty Lying Little Two-faced Git.

Is there any particular reason she can’t be both?

Governor Squid, I feel for you. We’ve had a number of cats over the years, and when brother and sister kitty passed, the house felt empty. We felt empty. We still had the dog (who didn’t bond to us, being a rescue, and put up with us) until she went as well. For awhile, I’d walk into a room and still see them in their accustomed places for a moment.
When we were ready, we put out the word in the neighborhood that we were available, and a neighbor showed up with a wee mite found under a Dumpster. In 9 months, he grew from ounces to a 14-pound monster, and to balance him out acquired three more older cats. Now I grumblingly get up at 7:15 after the male pounces on me for a dose of the wet stuff, and the rest are moving at their own pace to accommodate each other and us.
Funny how we think we’re rescuing pets, when it’s really the other way around.

Is there any particular reason she can’t be both?
My only objection would be that git generally has male connotations. I suppose it could, in theory, be used for a woman, but I’ve never heard the word used that way. It usually conjures images of a grumpy, obnoxious man of a certain age.

Which is why they do it.
It’s not an unfair suspicion. (I should, though, clarify that the chappie I was referring to is, I assume, gay, not gender dysphoric.)

“Related…”
https://twitter.com/realchrisrufo/status/1504487509362823179

there is no way you should be teaching them to masturbate,
We joke but do these idiots really believe that were the government not there to “teach” stuff no one would ever learn anything? Not that there aren’t masturbation “accidents” but they pretty much fall under the realm of common sense. And my guess would be that anything these idiots might “teach” would likely lead to more “accidents” not less.