If you aren’t willing to engage with your partner about their weird little interests, don’t expect them to engage with you about yours. This goes for all genders.
Healthy relationships are about sharing all the odd things going in your head with someone receptive to and interested in those odd things.
This is called knowing somebody and it really feels like it’s an utterly lost concept now. It’s no wonder people are abandoning relationships right now, people never talk about the rewards, only made-up problems and conflicts get circulated.
No, women need to understand how interesting the making of bike tires is.
We just tell you some stupid shit to leave us alone, and you’re buying it.
How is that dumb shit? Tires are high tech!
I guess because a boy thought it
Dude needs to finish off How it’s Made. They don’t show you how everything is made, but they cover so damn much that you can probably take a pretty decent stab at it.
Normalize understanding that men and women aren’t very different in this regard. I once asked a girl what was going on in her head and she was thinking about stinkbugs, and if you could handle them carefully enough to not get stanked.
For anyone wondering:
Take a paper towel, grip both ends, gently place paper towel over the stinkbug and close both ends keeping the length taut (not putting any pressure or touching where the stinkbug is, just letting the U-shaped fold in the center where you are not touching enclose the stinkbug). Gently twist to seal exits while not squeezing the stinkbug.
You are now holding a paper towel with a non-activated stinkbug. Do what you will with that stinkbug.
Hey psst-… I heard that Townlately was into you
You are out here providing solutions, and I appreciate it.
So you mean you now have a stink grenade or trap.
I don’t understand how the paper towel completely encompasses the bug when bug’s little feet is on a solid surface. How does the paper towel get under his feet?
And where did your “u-shaped fold” come from if we are holding the paper towel taut from both ends?
Put a paper towel flat on a table (long side left to right, if you have a half size towel). Take your pointer finger and thumb on each hand, and touch the left thumb to the bottom left corner of the towel, left pointer to the top left, and mirror on the right hand. Keeping the left-right length of towel taut, slowly pinch both hands. From the side view, the towel’s center will rise on the left-right axis (the U-shape). Finish pinching to complete the motion.
The bug’s center of gravity is above the feet, so it turns out that as long as you keep the paper towel taut, the body is lifted and it quickly attaches its feet to the towel.
At what point in this process does the bug get on the paper towel?
You are imagining the towel coming from underneath. They are describing the towel coming from above.
Imagine the stink bug is on the ceiling and reread the instructions.
When you pinch the ends. You’re effectively bending the two-dimensional space of the paper towel into three dimensional space encompassing the bug.
I fucking give up trying to get you to make any sense.
I believe they mean using the paper towel as tweezers. You fold it in half and use the 2 touching brims to pick up the bug, while only putting force by pulling the corners away from each other.
Sounds like… You gave up on you? It’s really not important information, but I tried.
I’ve found killing them with fire is both effective and retributionally entertaining.
But that was the '80s, when kids running around with the spray varathane and a zippo was kinda okay.
I kinda hate stinkbugs.
Did… did you marry her?
It’s sad that I read this and the first thought was not about how similar we can be but more, “well…I suppose if you were gentle…”
I stood in one place for 3 hours while they meditated and stopped thinking so the time would go by quickly until they were done and we could go for lunch. Not sure what they were trying to accomplish in that time.
Real 😂 Sometimes silence is just “brain buffering,” not a mood. Quick check-in + no assumptions saves everyone a lot of stress.
Bicycle tires were invented by Dunlop and improved by Michelin.
You know these names, because it actually wasn’t a dumb idea.
Vulcanized rubber
How do they get the rubber out of the volcano?
a crack team of water bears with nothin to lose and somethin to prove
And steel mesh.
Then she asks him if he’d still love her if she was an amoeba.
I would have to leave out of fear… I don’t think I know how to take care of an amoeba, and the last thing I want to do is accidentally breathe you in or something 😔
That’s when you know she’s a keeper.
how is this dumb
Because some women love calling men dumb or stupid online and then wonder why boys become incel/redpill men in the future.
I’m not saying that many men online aren’t doing the same to women. I’m just tired, as a man, to go online and see memes diminishing men, and when I try to address it, nobody seems to care.
The same women that mock men for refusing to go to the doctor are the same women that mock men when they get sick.
They start with a conclusion (“men bad!”) and back-solve.
How is that dumb?! Can you explain how bike tires are made then? Yeah, that’s what I thought!!
They extrude the rubber into a tube then melt the ends together and valve into the side.
I’m sorry I’m going to need a 15-minute video with lots of cheesy very unfunny jokes.
Here is 25 Minutes about a bike tire is produced from dandelions. Though it’s only in German. But that also means there are no jokes.
100%. When my wife asks me this question, I always ask…“are you sure you want to know?”.
Once it was the astronomical odds of reincarnation if bacteria was a factor when reincarnating. The math just isn’t there and your odds of coming back as a human would be older than the universe.
She rarely asks me this ever now lol.
Depends on the definition of “soul”. Too small a vessel and stuff.
It’s a quick reset, though. You’ll get back to human eventually unless you end up as one of those immortal trees or something.
I hope after this I’m always born as anything but a human.
I mean, being a tree isn’t that bad
It is in this boomer run, fuck the environment world.
Unless you’re a Bradford Pear. 🤮
Imagine rolling tardigrade.
Whoops, now I’m a fungal colony / gestalt consciousness… untill the planet I’m on gets killed by its star?
Is that how you… achieve, or totally avoid samsara?
Task failed successfully?
If a single celled organism successfully divides, is it dead? Wouldn’t a single cell eventually grow into a colony of clones, copying itself indefinitely until some random mutation or outside force prevents it from reproducing? Where would it be considered appropriate for us to consider a single celled organism dead?
If cells never died the universe would be nothing but solid amoeba.
When it dies. Clones are individuals, with individual rights that are the same as any other individual. #clonerights #clonesarepeopletoo #justpassionateforafriend
That would imply that bacteria have souls which means that I’m committing genocide each time I’m cleaning my toilet. I always assumed that you could only reincarnate into creatures complex enough to actually have sentience.
Edit: Also a fun fact is that if you count all human beings that have ever lived in the entire human history it would still not be close enough to the number of bacteria that live in or on a single human being (roughly 117 billion humans compared to around 20 to 30 trillion bacteria).
Isn’t there a sect that kinda believes exactly this?
Jainism believes this. Their monks carry little brooms around to sweep ahead of them so they won’t crush any insects by stepping on them.
Well if what your reincarnated as dependent on how good of a person you are these odds make sense if you look at humanity as a hole
being “good” is relative considering humans destroyed most of the ecosystem
Two things:
First, mathematically, It’s sort of a moot concern. Reincarnation comes with the framework that lives are the universe experiencing itself. So There’s no “loss” in going between species as “you” will actually incarnate as everything and everyone once in non-linear time on the backend making “time” immaterial. I am you and you are me. We are all one existence. So you have time.
Second, that reincarnation frameworks usually also include a structure where it’s not random what you reincarnate as next time around. Karma doesn’t usually boot people back down to bacterium right after human. It’s usually more of a leveling up in order to experience deeper and more meaningful lifetimes. But YMMV.
I am you and you are me.
Second, that reincarnation frameworks usually also include a structure where it’s not random what you reincarnate as next time around. Karma doesn’t usually boot people back down to bacterium right after human. It’s usually more of a leveling up in order to experience deeper and more meaningful lifetimes. But YMMV.
That sounds extraordinarily arbitrary. Who decides what counts as a “level up”? Does that mean if you start as a bacteria you’re stuck like that for a few thousand or million cycles? How would you earn enough karma points to level up from being a bacteria? What counts as “deeper and more meaningful lifetimes” if you are a bacteria?
Apologies, I totally missed the most essential part of this all:
Shut the fuck up, Donny.
Who decides what counts as a “level up”?
Well, you do, ultimately. Remember, you’re talking about a system where there is agency between lifetimes as well. I’m not familiar enough with non-human karmic mechanics to definitively tell you, but in most systems it’s that you a “burning off” the karma of being en evil asshole by being demoted from human to less sentient lifeforms. So sending Hitler or Cecil Rhodes or Andrew Jackson would then indeed spend 40,000 lifetimes being killed over and over again before getting back in the running to have a central nervous system.
Exactly and the math doesn’t give this theory a chance really, unless humans create the sentience. Coming back as “anything” would now include the bacteria and whatever else from other planets. Which even doubled, you would have to wait until entire universes recycle.
Does “waiting” have any meaning in this metaphysics? Arguably not.
I found out if I really focus on my breathing I can stop thinking for a short while and often practice that.
When I try that, music starts playing in my head. There’s never any quiet there.
