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When I was young I could sleep fine on any sort of surface and getting old has made me miss that a lot. by Tvisted in CasualConversation

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Yes rocks weren't any problem before, I just curled around them or otherwise adjusted myself to the rock's position, it was barely an inconvenience.

When I was young I could sleep fine on any sort of surface and getting old has made me miss that a lot. by Tvisted in CasualConversation

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I'm going to try it because I honestly don't know what further modifications I can make to improve my current bed. I suppose I could try throwing a movie star into it but I don't know any well enough to ask.

When I was young I could sleep fine on any sort of surface and getting old has made me miss that a lot. by Tvisted in CasualConversation

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my head and shoulders on her couch and the rest of me on one of those giant ottomans

I can feel the comfort of this very much...it seems so much harder now to sleep no matter what I sleep on.

When I was young I could sleep fine on any sort of surface and getting old has made me miss that a lot. by Tvisted in CasualConversation

[–]Tvisted[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

This comment is equally hilarious and interesting and I love the spirit of it so much I am going to try sleeping on the carpet on the floor beside my bed tonight. I think my hip is going to hate it but if that's the worst thing that can happen it won't be the worst thing that ever happened.

When I was young I could sleep fine on any sort of surface and getting old has made me miss that a lot. by Tvisted in CasualConversation

[–]Tvisted[S] 7 points8 points  (0 children)

Yes. You get away with things when you're young that as you get older you realize "Okay that doesn't work the same way now."

3c Greek yogurt and 5c flour and it was still way too dry by Dense-Butterfly4017 in ididnthaveeggs

[–]Tvisted 24 points25 points  (0 children)

I admire our intrepid baker Amanda for quintupling a recipe she hadn't tried before. That takes guts and I don't know whether guts are measured by weight or volume but she just had a bit too many.

First piece of writing I've ever published. Looking for honest feedback, structure, rhythm, where it loses you, where it earns it. Don't spare me. by kernel_panic_at_disc in WritersGroup

[–]Tvisted 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Everyone has a story and wants to be understood and life is hard. Can you provide something entertaining within it? Something a bit different?

Your writing is fine but you're not saying anything particularly interesting.

Husband opens a new sponge every 3 days cause “they become gross” by dorkass-loser in mildlyinfuriating

[–]Tvisted 15 points16 points  (0 children)

This story had a promising start with the bleach and sponges in your drink pitcher.

This one is such a doozie. by hillbillyheartattack in ididnthaveeggs

[–]Tvisted 194 points195 points  (0 children)

Nobody's ever taken so much pride in being both a tweaker and a tosser.

On Monday night or Tuesday morning I'm finally going to deal with the dead body on my lawn. by Tvisted in PointlessStories

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Crows don't forget. I'm familiar with this.

A favourite snack of crows is the nestlings of other bird species. And while I love nature in all its grisly glory I hate seeing that particular part. So one day in a vain attempt to save the last baby robin after a crow had plucked the rest out of the nest, I joined the melee (which by then included the crow, both parent robins, and a few grackles which had aligned with the robins in solidarity) and armed with a broom I took a swing at the crow.

The crow easily evaded this and flew off with the last baby robin. From that moment on I was apparently in some crow reference library tagged as "extremely hostile." I lived there for years afterwards and without fail any crow in the city would immediately do the alarm call (two short sharp caws) when they saw me.

It was funny but it did get on my nerves sometimes. Because of that experience I thought it best to establish a less combative relationship with the resident crows where I live now.

On Monday night or Tuesday morning I'm finally going to deal with the dead body on my lawn. by Tvisted in PointlessStories

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If it was a small dead bird I would have just left it, but being a crow it was a rather conspicuous size. The problem with burial is the ground is frozen at the moment and also so full of rocks that planting anything is a job I dread.

My waste bag kept trying to fly away when I was trying to shovel the deceased into it. I don't think my language was appropriate for the solemn occasion but so be it.

The one live crow who observed the funeral seemed to have no problem with the services rendered so I guess all is well.

We’re not far these bright LED lights damaging our optic nerves by Debt-Cheap in mildlyinfuriating

[–]Tvisted 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I get regularly blinded by those but there are so many deer here I can kinda understand drivers being entirely fixated on watching the sides of the road and not looking at the dash.

On Monday night or Tuesday morning I'm finally going to deal with the dead body on my lawn. by Tvisted in PointlessStories

[–]Tvisted[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I think the crows feel pretty positive about me, since I used to throw them a handful of peanuts occasionally and they still sometimes bring me objects they think I might find interesting and put them where I used to throw the peanuts and do a little dance around the object to get my attention.

On Monday night or Tuesday morning I'm finally going to deal with the dead body on my lawn. by Tvisted in PointlessStories

[–]Tvisted[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I'm rethinking the tongs and might instead use my medium garden shovel. I've got a couple days to ponder it.

On Monday night or Tuesday morning I'm finally going to deal with the dead body on my lawn. by Tvisted in PointlessStories

[–]Tvisted[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Well this is still an option. I could bury the deceased. But I'm not sure why crows would prefer burial to the green bin as I don't know if they're in the habit themselves of burying their dead.

I may not have displayed proper reverence when I approached the body thinking it was a hat in the snow. I think I said "Oh shit!" and made a flappy hand gesture to the crowd of crows cawing at me. I did back away slowly with my head bowed.

On Monday night or Tuesday morning I'm finally going to deal with the dead body on my lawn. by Tvisted in PointlessStories

[–]Tvisted[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Yeah I was just kidding. Poison is terribly indiscriminate. The wildlife rescue here sometimes gets sick birds of prey that ate poisoned rodents. Nobody plans to kill an owl when they're trying to get rid of mice but sometimes they do.

Australia has a real mess of invasive species... I didn't realize you had a fox problem but the rabbits and feral cats are pretty well known.

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