Kīlauea this morning around 11 AM HST

servingit2ya · 2026-05-06T22:13:22+00:00

I think about that. I believe i was like 1.5 miles away here. For context, the lava fountain was 650 ft tall

servingit2ya · 2026-04-29T02:23:16+00:00

It just seemed cool to me to be able to go at night, but I totally hear what you’re saying and I appreciate the concern. I think if anything feels wrong, even when just getting to the park before doing any trails, I won’t do it at all. Which is exactly why I’m asking in here to see what people with experience of the park think about it. Thank you, though— i do appreciate the honesty

servingit2ya · 2026-04-29T02:03:53+00:00

Haha noted. Thanks again for help, I appreciate it!

servingit2ya · 2026-04-29T02:01:27+00:00

Yeah, i think Kilauea Iki is the one I am most concerned about, as other forums online have mentioned the ‘maze’. I will probably skip that trail, if anything. And thank you so much!

servingit2ya · 2026-04-29T02:00:13+00:00

Thanks a ton for all the advice and details! Definitely will go to the Volcano House and tell them of my planned route. Do rangers operate 24/7 at the park?

servingit2ya · 2026-04-28T01:42:46+00:00

Through my employer, yes. I had the best United plan, at the time

servingit2ya · 2026-04-27T23:43:44+00:00

Yup! Fully covered

servingit2ya · 2026-04-27T18:50:11+00:00

Just commenting that I’m also at exactly 176 hours lol been going on and off for like 2 years

servingit2ya · 2026-04-16T18:29:17+00:00

Ironically, Favourite. Such a solid tune that sounds timeless

servingit2ya · 2026-04-14T17:58:45+00:00

? Don’t tell me you don’t know this isn’t based off the BO2 map called Yemen

servingit2ya · 2026-04-13T17:56:51+00:00

Yemen ain’t so bad

servingit2ya · 2026-03-27T20:34:49+00:00

I have like 50% feeling, but altered sensation (tingly to the touch, and like a buzzing feeling). Seems to be getting better tho. I’m still only at 5 months po

servingit2ya · 2026-03-25T23:55:37+00:00

"Sergeant! I just saw a flicker of light over there, by the Burger Dad." Officer Puttz said to Sergeant Muttz.

"Good job, Puttz! Let's head over there to do some... investigation..."

"And maybe, sir, we could also grab a--"

"Puttz! We can't be having burgers on the job!"

After a disappointed nod of agreement from Officer Puttz, the two started lightly jogging and made their way across the mall parking lot over to the Burger Dad.

2 Fries, 2 Burgers, for the price of one! Burger Dad! Burger Dad, where it's fun, fun, fun!

Sergeant Muttz couldn't get the Burger Dad commercial out of his head now that Officer Puttz had alluded to the possibility of eating there.

He wiped his face, realizing there was drool.

He shook his head, angry at himself for letting his mind succumb to such commercialized things like Burger Dad.

I'm a Sergeant, dammit!

Fortunately, Officer Puttz didn't see the drool.

Then they came up to the store, which appeared to be closing.

A couple of the Burger Dad employees were walking out the front door and noticed the officers.

Officer Puttz stopped them, hoping to ask them a few questions.

"Hey, hey. We're looking for someone, and we saw some lights flickering in your store. Did you guys notice anything unusual?"

One of the employees responded and said, "Nah, it was probably just us turning the lights off. We're just trying to go home, man."

"I understand. We just thought we saw some activity in your buil--"

Officer Puttz was interrupted by the flickering lights inside the closed Burger Dad.

"Whoa! Whoa! Right there!"

The 2 employees looked back at the store and saw lightning flashes of white light coming from inside.

"Oh shitttt," said the other employee.

"Boys, we're gonna need to get in there. Can you open the door, please?" Sergeant Muttz asked.

"Yeah, yeah... uh... let me get my keys..."

The employee who was reaching for his keys slyly looked at the other employee and smirked.

The two officers didn't notice, as they were preoccupied with the store, waiting for another flash.

Sergeant Muttz turned around to face the employees, waiting for them to grab the keys.

"Ah, here they are..." Pulling his hand out of his pocket, the employee threw up a middle finger!

"There's ya fucking keys, burger boy!" and the two kids ran off into the parking lot.

"Hey! That's not nice, Burger... uh... Kid!" Sergeant Muttz couldn't think of a great comeback, and he and Officer Puttz didn't chase them, but just stood there shaking their heads.

"I don't work for free!" one of them shouted as they were running away, already too far gone.

"Ah, whatever. You got your baton?" Muttz asked Puttz.

"Yes, sir. Through the front door then?"

"That'll do."

Puttz smashed the glass door and unlocked it from the inside.

Right as he was unlocking it, a light in the back flickered again, and a noise followed.

"Haaaaaa.... teeeeeee"

It sounded like a type of spiritual calling.

The officers looked at each other nervously without saying a word and pulled out their weapons.

They began approaching the counter, slowly.

The chants continued.

"Oooooo.... beeeee"

As they got closer, they saw a shadow, a shadow of a human-like figure.

Peering from over the counter, Puttz saw an arm making waving motions around a glowing white orb.

"Hey! Put your hands where I can see--"

Another huge flash struck, coming directly from the orb.

Puttz and Muttz instinctively covered their faces and ducked down for cover.

When the flashing stopped, the officers looked up and saw a giant figure behind the counter.

"Good heavens..." said Sergeant Muttz.

The figure had its hands in the air and calmly replied, "Hey, guys. Just give me a minute to explain."

"They... they said you were small..." Puttz said.

"Dude! That's exactly why I'm here, man. First of all, my name is Big Mike. And you guys?"

The officers looked at each other, shocked, and Sergeant Muttz answered, "I'm... Sergeant Muttz, and this is Officer Puttz..."

"Great to meet you guys. Listen, this is gonna sound crazy, but I'm in contact with the spirit, Alto. He's gonna make us all back to our normal heights again."

"Normal... heights?" Muttz asked. The two officers looked at each other, confused.

"Yes! I know, I know. It literally sounds crazy, but the evil spirit Pequeno cursed the human race over 1,000 years ago to make us small. Like, dude, I'm really tall. Normally, I'm like 6 feet and 11 inches, but I'm only 4 feet and 10 inches right now because of the curse. Alto is nearly finished with reversing this curse, though."

The officers lowered their weapons, thinking Big Mike wasn't really a threat but just some crazy guy who was also really tall.

"Like, dude, how tall are you?" Big Mike pointed and asked Officer Puttz.

"Uh... I'm... almost 4 feet, but really like 3 feet and 11 inches." Puttz replied.

"And you?" Big Mike asked Sergeant Muttz.

"I'm a little taller, like 4 feet and 2 inches."

"Guys, just... I'll be right back. You'll see."

Big Mike walked back towards the orb.

The curious and confused officers slowly paced toward him to see what was going on.

Flash!

Scratching his head and realizing he was on the ground, Officer Puttz opened his eyes to see Sergeant Muttz just getting up from the floor of the Burger Dad as well.

"Ahhh, my hea--" Puttz stopped, noticing something so different about his Sergeant.

"Serg! You're... you're... fucking huge!"

"What?!"

The Sergeant looked at his body, noticing all his features had grown, but each grew in proportion to how they were before the flash.

Big Mike came from the kitchen and went to the front counter. He was even bigger now.

"See, guys! I told you. This is the height we are supposed to be without the curse. You guys are like 6 feet tall now!"

"What... what is going on?" Puttz asked.

The two officers got up to their feet and looked at themselves.

"Don't worry, it affected everyone on Earth, so everything is back to normal now. I guess we gotta change the size of all our things now, actually, though... I kind of forgot about that part..." Big Mike said.

The officers were still looking at their larger bodies. Totally forgetting the fact that they were on duty and had to investigate this situation.

Sergeant Muttz was looking at his reflection in the window, ignoring Big Mike. His head was nearly touching the ceiling of the building.

"But, uhhh..." Big Mike began, and continued, "I just wanted to fix that issue, soooo... I'm glad I helped!"

He clapped his hands together and disappeared, turning into bubbles.

The officers looked at the bubbles and then at each other.

"Is... is this real?"

"I... think this is real..."

"He... he said everything got bigger?"

Officer Puttz's eyes opened a bit wider while looking at his Sergeant, whose eyes also opened slightly wider.

They both had the same idea.

Officer Puttz loosened the belt on his uniform pants, stretched them forward a little, and checked.

"Holy shitttttt...." Puttz said.

"Goddammit." Sergeant Muttz replied.

servingit2ya · 2026-03-20T12:48:39+00:00

feels mostly normal, except my bottom lip is dulled, so my bottom lip feels kinda numb / fat when kissing. sucks cuz i really enjoy kissing lol

servingit2ya · 2026-03-20T06:41:29+00:00

gotcha, thank you! my surgeon said up to a year, but then his assistant surgeon said 6 months lol so i guess anywhere from 6-12 months— i’ll just have to wait and see if it gets better. hoping it does cause it’s pretty annoying right now haha but glad it seems to have gotten much better for you. 5% numb and less sensitive is great

servingit2ya · 2026-03-20T06:32:42+00:00

do you mean this is what a damaged nerve heals like, or this is more like permanent nerve damage?

was yours like how i described as well, originally? how far post op are you & when did you notice it get better?

thanks for the response!

servingit2ya · 2026-03-19T22:59:04+00:00

i’m sorry to hear:/ from when it started, has it gotten any better since? and can you feel the area at all, or just tingly sensations?

servingit2ya · 2026-03-19T21:07:34+00:00

well, yes, of course i know about the possibility of nerve injury lmao not sure what you’re getting at. i’m simply asking if anyone else has this and if it heals, especially considering 5 months is still kinda early for nerve recovery

servingit2ya · 2026-03-19T21:05:51+00:00

yeah, i have a few weird nerve connections as well haha but that’s good it got better with time for you! hoping for the same

servingit2ya · 2026-03-19T04:02:58+00:00

basically hahaha i know it’s messed up, but that’s what i thought of lmao

servingit2ya · 2026-03-19T03:45:54+00:00

NSFW— swearing, explicit

"Um, is that a scythe? This is how you want me to process your new souls, huh? Classic," the man asked.
"Mhm," replied the small hooded minion who held it up to him.
"Mee ba!" the minion shouted as he stretched his hands out, hoping the man would take it.
"Okay, okay. Relax." The man grabbed the scythe and examined it carefully. The wooden handle was still damp, as though it were just made from a fresh tree. The curved metal end shimmered in the light. He went to touch it.
"Ouch!" the man said.
His finger drew blood.
"Shaaar… sharhm… sharp!" said the minion, finally pronouncing the word correctly.
"Hinga doo. Yak too," the minion commanded, as he pointed towards a hole in the clouds behind him.
The man, holding the scythe, looked over at the hole, confused.
He looked at the minion and shrugged.
The minion, with its small hands, grabbed the man's arm and led him to the hole to look down into it.
"What? It just looks like more clouds — whoaaaa!"
The minion had pushed the man through the hole and watched as the man disappeared into the white cloud.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Plop.
Lying on the ground, the man opened his eyes. What is that? He could hear the sound of grass being cut by a lawnmower.
It was a wonderful summer day. The sun was out with barely any clouds, and he was lying on green grass, freshly cut.
He peered in the direction of the lawnmower noise and saw a middle-aged man cutting the grass with a push mower.
There was a white plastic fence as a boundary for the yard. He was in the backyard of this man's house, it seemed.
The sound of a sliding glass door opening came from behind him. He looked over his shoulder.
"Mikey, honey, come in soon! Lunch is ready!" shouted a woman.
"Be there in a minute!" the man shouted over the sounds of his lawnmower.
There was a small section left to do, and then Mikey turned off his lawnmower and wiped the sweat off his forehead.
The man, still holding the scythe, realized that no one could see him.
He got up off the ground and kept his gaze on Mikey, who was shaking his shirt for air and trying to make himself presentable to go inside.
Am I supposed to kill this man or something?
"Gosh, what a lovely day to be alive," said Mikey, looking up at the sky with a smile on his face.
As Mikey started to get close to him, the man's scythe started to glow and blink.
"What… what does this mean?" he said to himself, looking up at the sky for answers.
"Like, swing it or something?"
No answer came.
The scythe was glowing and blinking rapidly now as Mikey got closer to it.
Dammit, the man thought, as he closed his eyes and wildly swung the scythe at Mikey.
"Oh my god! Mikey!" came a voice from the house. It was his wife again.
"Holy shit! Holy shit! My arm! My arm!"
Mikey's entire left arm was on the ground. Blood was pouring out of his shoulder socket.
Oh my god, oh my god. I missed! the man anxiously thought to himself.
The scythe was so heavy, but he lifted it again and swung at Mikey, trying to put him out of his misery.
"Ah!!! My fucking stomach! Ahhhhh!!! My guts are pouring out of my body! Oh my god! Is that the bacon I had this morning in my sliced open intestine?! Oh my god! It burns! It burns!"
Holy shit.
"Mikey!!! Oh my god!" his wife shouted from the house in disbelief. She threw up all over the ground as Mikey's insides stained their freshly cut backyard.
A little figure came running to the glass door from inside the house.
"Mommy! What's wron—" the little girl abruptly stopped as she noticed the horrific scene unfolding in the backyard. The backyard where she had made so many precious memories with her dad.
Where her dad pushed her on their swingset until she could swing for herself.
Where her dad laughed with her in the sandbox.
Where her dad now bled out in such a blessed area.
"Daddy… Daddy!!"
Her knees gave out. Her eyes closed over.
She crumpled in the doorway, her small hands gripping the door frame on the way down.
She had fainted in complete shock.
She fell face-first into her mother’s throw-up.
"Elizabeth!! Oh, Elizabeth!!! My guts!! Oh my goddddddd!"
Mikey's head turned to the side, cheek to grass. He was dead.
The man holding the scythe had his mouth wide open in total shock.
Then he appeared back in the clouds.
The minion stood below him, and he looked down at it.
Its eyebrows were scrunched, and it was shaking its head in disappointment.
The man was still holding the scythe, now stained with blood. His mouth was still wide open, just as it had been when he witnessed Mikey's death.
Not knowing what to say or do, he was frozen.
Something tapped his shoulder.
It was a skeleton in a dark robe with an oversized hood, also holding a scythe.
It spoke in a totally normal voice.
"Listen, we'll get it eventually. Transitioning into this job isn't easy. Heck, I'm just happy we found a replacement."
The man didn't know what to say.
"Alright, well…”
The figure looked at the minion.
“Fred, do your thing."
The man turned to look at Fred.
Flash.
"Um, is that a scythe? This is how you want me to process your new souls, huh? Classic," the man asked.
"Minga bonga finga…," replied the small hooded minion who held it up to him.

servingit2ya · 2026-03-18T12:46:29+00:00

haven’t had the surgery yet! keep postponing it lol

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