This is making a good point, but I still have to be here for my kids. I’ll donate, vote, and argue, but I’m not fighting anyone off because my kids need me.
Leaving the country is also an option we’re looking into, but my wife thinks we should stay here and continue to do what little we can.
It was years ago and I probably misremembered that part. I only skimmed your comment because craps is so boring, but yeah it’s probably whatever you said.
Thanks for the correction.
I don’t think it’s because the bet is different so much as it’s because the bet is against the person rolling. I’m betting that that person is going to “lose”. It’s just bad vibes.
But yeah, obviously my bet didn’t affect the outcome. That just makes it funnier that it worked out that way.
The time I won at craps.
I don’t gamble. I’ll bet on things or play games of chance for money on occasion, but putting my money on a losing proposition isn’t my idea of a good time. When I go to a casino I go to the poker tables and that’s it.
The whole culture about it just seems so self-defeating and depressing. The superstition, chasing the high of that one-in-a-million lucky event. It’s not for me.
My older brother is mostly the same way, with one notable exception: craps. He’d been talking it up to me for years, telling me how it’s the most fun he’s ever had in a casino, and I should just try it with him and see what it’s like.
It seems too complicated, I told him. He said that you can just bet the Pass Line, which basically means you’re betting that whoever is rolling the dice doesn’t roll a seven. It’s a social activity, he explained, because the whole table is betting the Pass Line and rooting for each other.
The way he described it, a group of a strangers drinking, cheering for each other on their wins, commiserating with each other on their losses, I could almost start to see the appeal.
I downloaded an app and started asking him questions, which he answered patiently. Eagerly even.
Then I saw it.
“What’s the ‘Don’t Pass Line’?”
“It’s a bet against the person rolling the dice. Nobody really bets the Don’t Pass Line. It’s a dick move.”
A plan formed in my mind. “Ok, I’ll play.”
That night, I’m sitting at the craps table. To my right, my brother. To his right, our little sister. They sit me on the far left so I can get a feel for it before it’s my turn to roll.
The rest of the table is a smattering of dead-eyed gamblers. They looked preemptively disappointed, but ready to be amazed. Like they were ready to get caught up in a run of good luck, but they weren’t going to bring it themselves. Not the party I was promised, but there was some promise there.
First up, my sister. She rolls to set the point. We all put our chips on the Pass Line. Some of the gamblers make more specific bets.
She rolls again, and we win! She rolls again and again, and we keep winning. I see the spirits lifting around the table. There’s talking, laughing, cheering, free liquor, free money, and suddenly I get it.
Eventually my sister rolls a seven and her turn ends, but that’s ok because she already won the table a shitload of money. I’m up like $150 myself.
The table knows us a little by now. I’m new, we’re all siblings, and surely my brother will continue the hot streak.
But a plan is a plan.
My brother takes the dice and rolls the point. Everyone places their chips. I place my chips.
The dealer asks me, “Did you mean to put your chips on the Don’t Pass Line?”
“Yes, that’s exactly what I meant to do.”
Silence. Then my sister: “You’re an asshole.”
My brother rolls again: seven. The Don’t Pass Line wins me a couple bucks.
I take the dice and proceed to go on a mini hot streak myself. I win like another fifty bucks, but the table never recovers. The mood is dead. I killed it.
That was probably twelve years ago. To this day, if it comes up, my sister will only call me an asshole again. My brother won’t talk about it at all.
But eugenics applied to animals is just selective breeding. Or in this specific case you might call it natural selection (gasp).
There’s nothing wrong with that in itself, but it does suggest the existence of evolution, which doesn’t align ideologically with the Republican party.
Robert F. Kennedy Jr., the secretary of Health and Human Services, and Brooke Rollins, secretary of Agriculture, have floated the notion that instead of culling birds infected with the highly pathogenic H5N1 virus, farmers should let it spread through flocks. The idea is that by doing this, farmers can “identify the birds, and preserve the birds, that are immune to it,” Kennedy told Fox News on March 11.
Ok, so where is this idea coming from ideologically? Are they trying to prove a point about their hands-off approach to COVID-19? Or is it just that they were always planning to do nothing, and they’re trying to rationalize it?
This is a wonderful attitude to have as long as it’s not in the comments of an article about how Tesla’s approach is trapping people and burning them alive.
That was technically a Skrull who beat Hank Pym’s wife. A perfect replica of his personality, tendencies, and mental well-being, but still not technically Hank Pym himself. This failed to redeem him, I think.
Which one?
The Irredeemable Ant-Man is an interesting one - he’s a low level, lazy SHIELD worker who steals an Ant-Man suit and uses it for selfish things. But you probably meant Scott Lang. I’d say Scott is more of a regular hero.
What exactly do you think CECOT is? Those people aren’t awaiting trial.
My guess is a more-likely outcome, if the GOP stays Trumpy post-Trump, is that a bunch of Reagan Republican types give up on Trump, just join the Democratic Party and get some policy concessions out of the Democrats.
Except the brand name is poisoned for their base. Forming a new party fixes that. The real problem is that they won’t attract any big names from either side.
All the big name politicians on the right are the Trumpy nutjobs, and the big name politicians on the left are either too left-wing or they’re entrenched leadership.
My wife and I established movie nights with our kids when they were 5 and 2. Everyone takes turns picking a movie, and no one is allowed to complain.
This is how we’ve managed to break the pattern of our kids watching the same movies over and over and over. Since instituting movie night about a year ago, we’ve only seen Frozen once.
It also gives us the opportunity to expose the kids to our favorite movies.
The movie we’ve watched the most times is probably Disney’s Robin Hood (3 times). Second most is a tie between Matilda, Babe, and Across the Spider-verse (2 times each). So I’d say it’s going extremely well.
Counterpoint: “Batman voice”
Christian Bale is a great actor, but I think he was the worst Batman.
Given how much cuter a goldfish is than a silverfish, whatever a bronzefish is must be a absolutely disgusting.
Do you have experience with ticks? You can’t stomp them. They’re too small and flat with hard shells and don’t squish. They have to be cut in half, burned, or drowned. Some people can kill them with their fingernails, but mine are too short.
I found two of them on my body later that night and killed them with tweezers. Or fire, I don’t remember which.
Also, deer ticks carry Lyme disease, not lone star ticks.
One time I saw a lone star tick crawl into the headphone jack of my phone.
I tried everything I could think of to get it out, to no avail. Then I googled two things:
What eats ticks?
Guinea hen mating sounds
After fifteen seconds of guinea hen sounds, I watched the tick crawl out of my phone… and immediately disappear.
It’s a nice picture. That’s just where my mind went.
And it was named that because it was cheap tape.
Yeah, I argue this shit online all the time, too. That’s why I listed “argue” in the things I’m able to do.