I assumed they were sending them to APO addresses and that’s how the military knew.

That means there are at least 3 of us. My best friend was also a nuke and is also out here with us. He doesn’t comment much but you’ve probably run into him. I don’t know what he’s shared about himself so I’m not giving away his username.

ETN. Then I went on to get a BS in Nuclear Science and Engineering, but to be fair ACE let me skip a whole lot of shit. So my knowledge is a couple of decades old, slightly obscured by years of alcohol abuse (that didn’t start but kicked into high gear at NTPU Ballston Spa), and not focused on bombs. As I recall there’s a way to make a nuclear weapon that leaves everything a nuclear wasteland rather than just a bombed out husk that involves carbon or cobalt or something. But the best I could do is try to remember formulae while someone is getting bombed to hell by it.

I don’t play a lot of video games that involve that. But I did work on nuclear reactors in the Navy. To be fair that was a long time ago so I may not remember the specifics.

And to be clear I don’t condone the actions (I think it’s fucking abominable). They just don’t seem to be far fetched from my armchair.

Because from a bomb it’s not really radioactive that long from my understanding. Less than 2 years until an area is habitable again, but it would need to be monitored. Add to that the distance between the capital and where the oil reserves are is a few hundred km. Bomb the capital, get the surrender, steal the reserves. No need to send your people where the radiation is.

I’m a hair older than him.

I hurt pretty often. I get tired more easily. I have hangovers now. If I jump out of the bed of a pickup my knees make noises. I could go on for days about it.

And it’s great. I don’t worry about what people think and I have adventures. I do what I want outside of work. And I have stories and hobbies and old friends.

I only comport myself with liquor.

I’m a white dude who has never been called Hitler. But I comport myself with empathy and dignity. Well, empathy anyway.

But that’s not the message you get. I’ve seen that message (or last 5, or whatever), but this one sounds like it can’t be the same as your immediate previous password.

I didn’t even know these sorts of mini racks existed. now I’m going to have to get one for all my half sized preamps if they’ll fit. That would solve like half the problems with my studio room and may help bring back some of my spark for making music.

I have no recs. Just want to say I’m so excited to see this. I can probably build an audio patch panel.

It is exhausting. I’ve been in a relationship where my partner had no one but me. I don’t consider myself super outgoing but I have plenty of friends that I enjoy spending time with. I like playing music on the weekends. I like going to do things, sometimes last minute. I got fat and depressed because she just wanted to sit at home and for me to sit home with her.

It soured me on relationships for a bit. The next one was the opposite. She wanted to be out every night and didn’t understand I had to work. She never ever wanted to just hang at the house. It was also exhausting.

I’m open to a relationship if the person has similar patterns or doesn’t want me next to them 24/7. I can handle if they’re an independent person, but currently everything feels like either far too much or far too little so I’ve been doing my own thing for a while. I’ve got someone that I’m casual with. It’s perfect for now.

Jokes on her. I have forgotten all the good information I had back when I held a clearance and I’m incredibly boring.

Nope. It’s you and me, buddy. They learned from a fancy talker and a drunk. That’s why they just make shit up.

Stop giving out my secrets, L. Ron.

I had no idea what that was so I had to look. Unfortunately I’ve never been on the toy collectable train. I have a couple of those vinyl bobblehead things (their name escapes me) that were given to me and a couple of tabletop minis I painted but that’s the closest I ever came.

I get it. I really do. And I hate it because I like cowboy hats. They’re comfy and offer nice sun protection. The smaller brimmed ones look pretty good with most of the things I wear. It’s just that 90% of the people wearing one are scumbags. Worse, the biggest scumbags that wear them always look fucking stupid in them because they have no idea how to shape them for their face.

It’s a good rule of thumb. They ruined my punisher T-shirts. They ruined my cowboy hats. They ruined Norse runes. Next they’ll ruin my rainbow bracelets.

The people buying these aren’t the workers being forced into meetings. They’re the idiots who think meetings are the real work. So they can be in a meeting wherever they are without dragging out the laptop and pretend they’re the ones making money before they have an expensive dinner while they’re making the people who hate meetings work late.

This is my favorite. I ride motorcycles and as a whole the people I’ve met who ride are pretty accepting except for a couple of very old or very young dickheads. But trying to ride that fucker side saddle would get you laughed at by even the most accepting riders.

I have been absolutely sure it was a joke. His shit is so over the top.

Oh, and I just read your username. We’ve played the White Oak Music Hall if your name is a reference to Houston. Used to play Acadia back when it was open.