Can one of my friends help me bring a car back to my mom’s house?

Feb 22, 2018 at 7:06 PM
Can one of my friends help me bring a car back to my mom’s house?
~ from Facebook

The universe sprinkles your kindred spirits everywhere, all continents, all races, all orientations, creeds, religions and ideologies. So, be kind to people unlike you. Treat them like you would want to be treated. Some of those folks are your spiritual kin, but you’ll never know it if you shut them out.

Feb 19, 2018 at 4:19 PM
The universe sprinkles your kindred spirits everywhere, all continents, all races, all orientations, creeds, religions and ideologies. So, be kind to people unlike you. Treat them like you would want to be treated. Some of those folks are your spiritual kin, but you’ll never know it if you shut them out.
~ from Facebook

Why Do So Many wacko conspiracy Theorists write in partial title Case When they Facebook Post About their Pet Cause??

at 12:07 AM
Why Do So Many wacko conspiracy Theorists write in partial title Case When they Facebook Post About their Pet Cause??
~ from Facebook

Did you know that modern elevators don’t let you press every single button at once? Killjoys took away one of my favorite activities from childhood.

Feb 18, 2018 at 11:57 AM
Did you know that modern elevators don’t let you press every single button at once? Killjoys took away one of my favorite activities from childhood.
~ from Facebook

Last night, I had another one of my dreams about the PCR caving in, taking the whole west coast in a huge tree-downing, city-crushing, tsunami-causing blast. I hate having this dream, it feels real. Every time I have it, I spend my whole night trying to reach and rescue friends and family. It’s exhausting. I wake up feeling like I haven’t slept in a week. I worry that I’m having premonitions. I worry the western seaboard is doomed. I worry that I’m worrying over something that won’t happen in my lifetime. Most of you know how rarely I worry. This one subject is a rare thing: something I fret over. If you live on the west coast and are reading this, please please please have a real plan, and a go-bag all packed up and ready to go for the big one. If only to appease and placate me.

Feb 17, 2018 at 7:52 PM
Last night, I had another one of my dreams about the PCR caving in, taking the whole west coast in a huge tree-downing, city-crushing, tsunami-causing blast. I hate having this dream, it feels real. Every time I have it, I spend my whole night trying to reach and rescue friends and family. It’s exhausting. I wake up feeling like I haven’t slept in a week. I worry that I’m having premonitions. I worry the western seaboard is doomed. I worry that I’m worrying over something that won’t happen in my lifetime. Most of you know how rarely I worry. This one subject is a rare thing: something I fret over. If you live on the west coast and are reading this, please please please have a real plan, and a go-bag all packed up and ready to go for the big one. If only to appease and placate me.
~ from Facebook