dribblybob said
Still trying to get over the fact I woke up to my girlfriend being dead 3 days ago. She had a bum liver and was a bad alcoholic, we both drank alot I fell asleep with her next to me, slept for almost 20 hours and when I woke up she was in the living room (she would go out there alot to hang out with the dogs cuz theres a cat in the back room) went out there and found her as what I thought was asleep like she does and went to wake her and she was cold. Fuckin lost it and called 911 and spent the next 4 hours with police while they conducted their investigation and asked me the same like 5 questions all night. I knew something would eventually happen just not this soon, she was only 34.

Deep breath. Fucking sucked.

 

Been watching kids movies and cartoons ever since to try and balance my mind out.  

Holy fuck ninja, my condolences.

Sending much healing energy your way...keep ya head up... MJL💎

Warning, this song is scary!

Wow, sorry man.

Drunkalo said
Alright all, anyone familiar with home stereo wiring? I know in car stereos that speaker wire and rca's can pick up a "hum" from being ran too closely to a power cable. Do home stereos work the same way?  

Same idea no matter the area (car/home). You always want to avoid running low voltage with any high voltage (120VAC+). This is especially true for speaker wiring because of it's sensitivity for conduction. That being said, stereo equipment in your home is much more forgiving than in your vehicle. You have more space to work with. Just grab some of the speaker wire conduit they sell at home depot. It's called "hide a wire" or something like that. It sticks to your wall and you can run your speaker cable through it with any power wires run separately on the outside. 

Got back a day ago from an out of town shoot, I work for a small entertainment production co., we where in bum fuck Egypt somewhere in the mddle of Tennessee. The location was beautiful but it was really rural and extremely boring. The people came out to watch us do our thing and even brought us some damn fine local cooking. No one on this planet can Bar B Q like these people, in the words of Action Bronson, "Fuck, That's Delicious.."

We ended up staying an extra day because one of the main actresses got I'll, or so they said. Usually, in this industry, that's code for so and so fell off the wagon and can not perform today. So the crew and I made the best of it by finding the nearest watering hole and fell off the wagon ourselves. Being from New Orleans we drank em under the table and was one of the first crew units on the set like, "C'mon, we got a job to do." Lol 

 The shoot was for a television series on a major network and being as it was out of town, the per diem was nice. It was my turn to ride home with the caravan of trucks housing various production equipment instead of flying, so that was awesome, NOT. As soon as I get home to walk in and greet my family my phone rings and I'm told the company has been hired for production work in Texas and we have to roll out Sunday, so besides washing cloths, I really didn't bother to unpack my luggage. No offense, but Texas suuuuuuucks, the people, the scenery, the cops, it's just an ass backwards place, So I'm not looking forward to being there for a week. Texas flags, Beltbuckles, car wraps, Hats, a fucking Texas flag waving another Texas flag!!!!...its like we get it, your from Texas, OK. Is that really something to be that proud of? Fuuuuuck.

The only silver lining Is that its a show for HBO, So they treat everyone well, even people like us, who they sub out. So now I'm kicking back and am in disgust watching how that guy (Chris Watts) murdered his wife and kids. I hope that cocksucker gets the death penalty, and if not, I hope he gets his in prison. From personal experience in the prison system, he's marked as soon as he touches down. To you ninjas who don't have kids,I know its got to seem fucked up what that guy did, but to the ninjas with children, its heinous and in fathomable.

Any way, I hope you Ninjas have an especially great weekend, unless you are that guy, in which case, I hope Satan himself drags you down to hell and you get sodomized with pineapples hourly like in the movie Little Nicky.

Been pondering this question

"did you know that chocolate milk, yes, and why? Please answer in a complete sentence." 

Off for a couple days starting now. Had a brief confrontation with some coworkers and bosses today, I got into one of my biannual "time to talk motherfuckers!" rants. Which always makes things better. Dont dwell on shit, just take some breaths and confront people. I am very proud of myself for having that trait. People respect you much more after they see you take action.

My oldest is in school and my youngest will start preschool next Tuesday. Very cool stuff. 

I have to come up with a bit over $3100 by September is over. Lots of things happening at once. Then we are all flying to England to see my nephew get married. I'm the Best Man.

Things are going great overall. Nicely balanced yin and yang.

"Ain't nothin' wrong with MY wang!" - Eddie Murphy in 'The Golden Child'

Karacalla said

Reveal Spoiler

 So I finally got back from the lone star state. Pretty standard stuff. I swear the only good thing about the work trip was

actually getting my name on another credit and the comradery between I and my fellow production crew. We where told 

we would get two weeks off, with pay, for being troopers and going out to a location shoot at the last minute. The timings

perfect so now I can bring my kids to school and pick them up instead of face timing with them before they go to bed.

 

One of my co-workers has been doing the micro dosing thing lately and a few of us decided to try it. So we would wake 

up at four in the morning and along with our complementary breakfast, blend up a small amount of mushrooms in to our coffee or

Orange Juice. I can not describe how enhanced everything seemed. It's like I knew what people were about to say before

they spoke it! So this continued for most of the time there, then on our last night we went all in and consumed A LOT of

mushrooms. We figured, hey, since we have been doing it in small doses every day our tolerance

must be built up. WRONG. So now me and two co-workers are at the Bar/Lounge area, and as we checked out

that nights entertainment, the mushrooms really kicked in. It was a local rock/country band and they actually played pretty good.

At one point I could of swore I saw the actual sound of the music being played come from the bands instruments and float out

in to the air, no joke. It sort of reminded me of that movie, "Scott Pilgrim vs the World". As soon as we though the mushrooms

had hit their peak, another wave would follow. This continued for

hours upon hours through out the night. We sat, white knuckled, grasping the arm rest on the lounges chairs. What seemed like 

an hour was really four hours. One of my co-workers attempted to get up earlier and fell flat on his face, this caused quite a few

people, including the bar tender, to notice us. We played it off and contributed it to him having to much to drink. We helped him

back up and he joined me and another person in the lost in our minds/staring in to oblivion game.

 

The shit was intense. I saw thoughts play out in real time rite in front of me. I've done Acid, LSD, Microdots and a few other

Psychedelics, but never mushrooms. Once our minds were able to distinguish reality again, we realized the show was over and

the band was actually packing up. We looked around and everyone was gone except for some of the hotels staff cleaning up.

One of the band members walked up to the bar and the tender gave him a drink. He sat beside us and just started yaking away.

I could hear his voice but it was delayed from when his mouth moved, like a fucking dubbed Godzilla movie. He asked me a 

question but I could not comprehend it. My buddy was coming down faster than us and all I remember is him telling the guy

we drank Absynth. The guy got up and joined his band mates and my friend said we need to go because the bar tender is starting

to give us some fucked up looks. We ended up walking outside and the humid weather kind of began bringing us down. By this

time we had to get up in a few hours, so we all went to our rooms. My brain would not turn off so I didn't sleep at all.

 

Morning came and we all gathered in the lobby to check out, I was dragging ass from the severe lack of sleep. I was last to

check out and in the process of doing so, I told the lady to make sure the drinks I bought at the bar got charged to my credit

card and not my companies bill. The woman looked at me hella funny. She then said I must be mistaking because the hotel

does not have a bar or any kind of lounge area other than the lobby. I snickered and said, "Is this some kind of joke?", She 

reaffirmed what she previously said, and at this point I'm so tired and really not with the shits this early in the morning. I told

her, "Than what do you call that over there...", and as I turned and pointed, the hall that previously held the bar, lounge and

small stage the band played at was not there. It was just a wall with a fake plant in front of it. Ya'll ever had that sinking feeling

where your adrenaline spikes and your heart skips a beat? Yea, I did at that exact moment. Confused I told the older lady about

the bar and the concert that took place hours ago. She said nothing of the sort took place. I said I must have been mistaking and 

went outside and loaded my shit up in the company van. I sat in the back next to one of the other guys who had been with me

at the bar last night. As I began to tell him about this new found revelation, He cut me off mid sentence and just said, "Dude, I

know, Its not there." He was as shook as I was. So I told him we needed to ask the other guy that was with us about it when we 

stop somewhere to get something to eat. As soon as I mentioned the other guys name he gave me a fucked up look and 

reminded me that, that guy didn't even come on the location trip with us. I'm still trying to wrap my mind around this shit.

 

So yea, FUCK Mushrooms.  

 

Dude, does it really work like that? Never tried, prob never will. 

Currently feeling a bit of seniority...

I sang my voice to death last night, so I'm composing choir versions of random songs, just in case my choir teacher is interested. and because its good practice for cover writing.