Lennnny

Foraging and stealing :)

I've always had a rule that all my decisions should be the ones that make my mother the most proud. Sometimes it's a choice between two things she'd probably dislike (like getting a tattoo or a piercing), but I always do the thing that has the better chance of making her proud.

Recently I've started stealing from large evil corps. Not even gonna sugar coat it. I go to self checkout and just don't scan things here or there. Whoops I left that thing in my cart. Whoops I left half of the bag of lemons off the scale and they rang up for 10c. Whoops, that eyeliner pencil fell into the unnecessary plastic wrap of that other thing and I didn't scan it.

I recently mentioned this to my mum and she laughed. She was proud. Because fuck Kroger, fuck these companies gouging us, stealing our land and food and ability to sustain ourselves without giving them a cut. Fuck people who hoard money so hard that people fucking die because of it. Boycotting shitty companies is what makes mums proud.

Any public service over $1m revenue needs to offer a childfree version.

Always max out at 4/5 effort, so there's always room to grow.

Pretty sure I have undiagnosed IBS. Occasionally when my turds are overly firm, usually after a pizza or pasta night, I get a sharp shooting pain right up the butthole. It's momentary, but it's the only thing I can confidently call a 10/10 pain. In those split seconds it's blinding.

Foraging. Don't eat random shit from the wild without IDing it (intelligently, not just with AI apps), but also don't listen to the scary stories and harsh warnings. Dying by plant (or mushroom) poisoning is very rare, most bad eats will give you the trots and you'll be fine a day later. It's easy to find good foods without stress, and while a professional guide can help, there are SO many books that have virtually the same info. Start with local, easy foods like leafy greens, nibble small amounts and wait 24 hours, and you'll start seeing how simple and attainable forging is.

Throw wildflower seeds (non invasive) over onto his perfectly manicured yard.

Another one is a long con: befriend crows, get them to come to your friend's house to feed. The neighbor will likely sho them away which will aggravate them. Crows hold grudges for a REALLY long time and only shit where they don't eat, aka his yard.

Oh yeah, the condescending "please unplug me when done!" signs near the toaster... or trying to use the hot tub and having to read pages of stuff just to get in some warm water. We stayed at one once that made us add conditioning tablets to the hot tub at a certain time each day. Nah, this is your house, you fucking take care of it, I just want to use it.

Recently got into hoochin, just put some pawpaw wash in the primary to make wine. We also have apple juice bubbling away, was gonna jack it but I think I'm gonna buy an air still and throw it in that to see what happens.

On the flip side, the ukulele community is so open and friendly, helped me stick with a hobby I sucked at to begin with, and now I've released actual music!

Don't get paid in promises.

The excitement when you get a monocot though...