I wouldn’t call it ragebait, per se; just a cheeky li’l post. I’ve gotten a couple of decent conversations out of it so far, actually. Feel free to check the comments, or choose your own topic :-D
It wasn’t intentionally to start conversations, but that’s what I’m taking from it. It was simply me noticing my counter was messy, thought, “it’d be funny to make it worse and then act like it’s normal. I should add a glue gun to reference my post from last night,” making it worse, adding a glue gun to reference my post from last night, and then I took a picture of it and acted like it was normal. The coffee conversation was merely because the coffee maker was in the center of the picture. If it had been my mulberry cutting, I would’ve asked about plants or plastic bottles or something. It’s comedy because it’s not the expected norm. And it implies that I eat hot glue sticks.
I have a couple of mulberry cuttings I’m trying to get started - it’s a bit early, but they usually do pretty well; I’m going to start on an apple tree next, and may do more after. We’ll see.
I’d also like to go hiking and find some pawpaw, more persimmon, and whatever else I can find.
Possibly. We have a peach tree that we’ve grafted onto from a couple of different species, so we’ll just do the same for apples if we must. I haven’t done the research yet. To be honest, I didn’t help with the peach tree, and I’m just now kinda getting into trying to preserve the native fruit trees we have around my home, so I don’t quite know what I’m doing yet.
Well, kinda, in the sense that I treat my entire existence as a workshop. Always tinkering, but never really accomplishing anything. Like Inspector Clouseau but with no case to speak of. A tortured artist whose only accomplished piece will be the grease stain on the cat-scratched couch. Too busy waiting on life to actually enjoy it. Too much to do to accomplish anything at all.
But I’m doing better than I used to. I used to drink!
I must admit, there was one single time when I thought “maybe homemade wine will be ok” and it was not. So I did backslide 2 years ago, but I don’t think it should reset the counter. Though I’ve never gotten an opinion on it.
Opinion about what happened once doesn’t really matter, unless it was yours at the time and what, if anything, you learned about yourself. You stumbled out fell down, maybe got a bit mashed up a bit, picked yourself up, dusted it off and got on with healing. That’s amazing.
Dude, tidy up
I’m almost certain this is rage bait. The kcup, the folgers, the food… Ya
I wouldn’t call it ragebait, per se; just a cheeky li’l post. I’ve gotten a couple of decent conversations out of it so far, actually. Feel free to check the comments, or choose your own topic :-D
If your kitchen intentionally looks like that to get people to comment on it, it’s ragebait.
If your kitchen just looks like that by default then it’s just a shitpost.
It wasn’t intentionally to start conversations, but that’s what I’m taking from it. It was simply me noticing my counter was messy, thought, “it’d be funny to make it worse and then act like it’s normal. I should add a glue gun to reference my post from last night,” making it worse, adding a glue gun to reference my post from last night, and then I took a picture of it and acted like it was normal. The coffee conversation was merely because the coffee maker was in the center of the picture. If it had been my mulberry cutting, I would’ve asked about plants or plastic bottles or something. It’s comedy because it’s not the expected norm. And it implies that I eat hot glue sticks.
So ragebait
It’s just a silly post, dude. If you’re mad about it, then you need therapy.
I’m not mad about it. We we’re discussing if it was intentional (commonly known as ragebait on the internet) or not.
Ragebait, in my day, was something more inflammatory than this. This isn’t trying to get a rise out of anyone; just subverting expectations.
Oh well, I fell for it. Still not nice to look at at xd
Apparently it’s not intentional…
Bro it’s totally ai generated I swear bro
I’m joking about the ai thing, but I did stage the photo, for the record. (I noticed the milk after and have since wiped it up.)
Clean your fucking sink.
I will when I’m not using it to transplant fruit tree cuttings, Mr. CumFart 👍
What kind of fruit trees?
I have a couple of mulberry cuttings I’m trying to get started - it’s a bit early, but they usually do pretty well; I’m going to start on an apple tree next, and may do more after. We’ll see.
I’d also like to go hiking and find some pawpaw, more persimmon, and whatever else I can find.
I think you have to graft apple cuttings.
Possibly. We have a peach tree that we’ve grafted onto from a couple of different species, so we’ll just do the same for apples if we must. I haven’t done the research yet. To be honest, I didn’t help with the peach tree, and I’m just now kinda getting into trying to preserve the native fruit trees we have around my home, so I don’t quite know what I’m doing yet.
Is this a workshop kitchen or something?
Well, kinda, in the sense that I treat my entire existence as a workshop. Always tinkering, but never really accomplishing anything. Like Inspector Clouseau but with no case to speak of. A tortured artist whose only accomplished piece will be the grease stain on the cat-scratched couch. Too busy waiting on life to actually enjoy it. Too much to do to accomplish anything at all.
But I’m doing better than I used to. I used to drink!
Congrats on “used to!”
Ay, thanks :-) Just passed 6 years!
Welcome! Six years is a fantastic job!
I must admit, there was one single time when I thought “maybe homemade wine will be ok” and it was not. So I did backslide 2 years ago, but I don’t think it should reset the counter. Though I’ve never gotten an opinion on it.
Opinion about what happened once doesn’t really matter, unless it was yours at the time and what, if anything, you learned about yourself. You stumbled out fell down, maybe got a bit mashed up a bit, picked yourself up, dusted it off and got on with healing. That’s amazing.
I know, looking at this picture makes me uncomfortable.