Spinal Stenosis. I used to be 3’28", now, I’m, 3’26". MRI today. No shit, my spine is compressing! That happens when you’re 80 fucking years old! Symptoms. Pain. Cure. Stop moving, OR physical therapy. Therapy made shit worse!
Or, surgery. Doc says, “You don’t want surgery.” The F I don’t! What’s the worst that could happen? I could get back to building model wooden ships? I could still hurt? The ONLY time I feel good is when I’m sitting in this here chair. Harassing y’all with shit you don’t care about.
Pauly, I have back issues too and I’ve gotten tremendous relief from an inversion table. They sell relatively inexpensive ones at Big 5. Natural spine decompression - hang upside down and the spine stretches out. I couldn’t live without mine, and my doctor said at one point that he’d seen a lot of patients saying positive things about them. I highly recommend.
Well, I just searched Big 5 and they don’t know what an inversion table is. Lots of camping tables… Maybe I can find if it if you tell me what make and model is.
YouTube launched in February 2005. That’s nearly 20 years ago.
The first video? “Me at the Zoo”—just 19 seconds of a guy casually talking about elephants. That same clip now has over 340 million views. And back then, we thought 240p was just fine.
Now it’s 2025, YouTube has 2.5 billion users, and kids are out here watching 8K ultra-HD videos on their phones while I’m still trying to figure out where the last two decades went.
Feels like just yesterday I was watching Numa Numa guy and laughing at Charlie Bit My Finger—now I’m over here realizing those kids are probably paying taxes by now.
Somebody pass me my reading glasses and a strong drink. I wasn’t ready for this.
Of which go to Medicaid, for which we pay $600/month for prescription drugs.
Yeah, it saves a HELL of a lot of money, but what kind of shit is this?
I just got a notice from AARP to sign a petition to stop Congress from behind closed door negotiations of Social Security.
According to my math, we can only afford to live another 5 years! Our families have a habit of making it to our mid to late 90’s. That’s the OLD generation that didn’t have valve replacements implanted via the groin.
It is not really recognised as a proper holiday here in South Africa. No public holiday, no long weekend and very little organised trick-or-treating.
I love doing it anyway.
It is the one occasion where grown adults can decorate the house like a crime scene, frighten the neighbours, consume irresponsible amounts of sugar and blame the entire performance on tradition imported from somewhere else.
Also: witches, fire, fog and questionable liquids in bottles. It is practically a vape convention with better costumes.
