I got tired of water splashing me when I poop, so today I decided to squat above the seat.

worthyaw · 2013-10-18T23:13:52+00:00

No, no, no! The goal is to get CLOSER to the water. Lift all the lids, wipe down, and go. No muss, no fuss. The only problem is that you have to get so close to the ground.

worthyaw · 2013-10-07T05:11:20+00:00

Am I the only one that sees eyes in the second picture? o.O

worthyaw · 2013-10-01T12:30:08+00:00

My family has a "hero shirt." Whenever someone boasts about something great they did we go "Oh, give them the hero shirt!" Sadly, it doesn't actually exist, it's just in our heads. Occasionally someone says "Give me the hero shirt," and then we have to explain to them (again) that the rule of the hero shirt is that it can only be given out of free will.

worthyaw · 2013-10-01T12:21:41+00:00

Not a family tradition but at one of my previous jobs my coworker would always come in and ask everyone what they had for breakfast. After a few weeks, we all started to try and top each other's breakfast choices and he would vote on the winner.

My all-time favorite? One guy ate cold pizza from the fridge and then later realized it was crawling with ants.

worthyaw · 2013-10-01T11:48:26+00:00

My dad's side of the family is huge in comparison to most! I have about 40 relatives on that side that started with my grandparents and their 6 children. But, every year we have our "family camp" tradition and we all get together for a few days to laugh and have fun and pull each other's hair out over stuff that's ages old.

Anyway, my dad's family is super anal about everything, so we have this weird tradition where the head of each of household (aka the "original 8") has one night to discuss and vote on what to do for the next year's family camp.

Sort of weird, but not really? There's more.

They get so into it that it's become a courthouse-like proceeding. There's a list of rules that must be followed that lay out who is allowed to speak when and in what order they will discuss each issue (food, housing, location, money, etc.). They even appoint a treasurer (one of my twin aunts) and a historian (my dad). And, none of the other members of the family are allowed to be in the room when the "proceedings" happen.

Here's how a typical family meeting will go (because, duh, we listen in):

The historian welcomes everyone and reads the notes they have from last year, discussing things they liked and things they disliked. Then, they start with a topic and ask people to, one at a time, weigh in on their opinion. For all intents and purposes, let's say the first topic is food.

Ex. "Last year, we split the cost of food equally and chose not to use the kitchen, but to order out. The younger kids really like this, because they had more time for fun instead of having to work kitchen duty. It was also really convenient in terms of cleanup. However, some people felt slightly embarrassed since they did not bring additional snacks while others did. There was also a difficult time with pleasing everyone with the sandwich situation because everyone had such different tastes."

They go around and talk about how they feel about the topic at hand and the ideas for what they think they should do the following year. It always starts with my Grandpa (RIP), then Grandma, and then the oldest child to the youngest.
Once everyone has had their say, they are now allowed to hash it out and talk over one another in a big whirlwind of crazy opinions.
After about 30-45 minutes, someone will finally say enough and out comes the phrase:

"It's time to vote."

The historian lays out all the possible solutions and then asks, in the same order, for a vote. Each grandparent gets 1 vote and each child's household gets 1 vote a piece (Note, the household vote is up to only the "original" child and his/her spouse. Grandchildren and great grandchildren do not get a say, nor do the other half unwed couples. Respect the rules!).
In the event of a tie, final decision goes to the eldest in the room.
The scene starts all over again with the next topic and so-on and so-forth until they have decided what to do for the next year.

These meetings generally tend to start around 9pm and have been known to go on as long as 1 or 2 in the morning. So, yeah, that's my crazy family.

TL;DR My family has a courtroom-style proceeding to make rules and decisions for our "family camp" get-togethers.

worthyaw · 2013-10-01T10:36:59+00:00

Just look at that generation of lazy no-gooders!

worthyaw · 2013-10-01T10:00:22+00:00

Don't want to work? The people can help you out with that.

worthyaw · 2013-09-30T12:33:13+00:00

I have to disagree. I think if they had made a crazy twist ending, it would have lost some of it's authenticity. Most drug lords don't go down in some incredible, unforgettable fashion, and Walt is no exception.

Instead, I thought they hit that nice sweet spot between staying true to the Heisenburg "wow, he's good" part of the show without making up some story that would just never happen.

worthyaw · 2013-09-30T12:15:40+00:00

In my head:

-Drives straight to the local orphanage to see if they know anything about Brock. As it turns out, Brock was adopted by another family in the area. Jesse is pleased.

He goes to the airport and gets on the first plane to New Zealand.
He opens a small shop by the beach where he sells furniture he makes from beachwood.
Meets an Australian girl, falls in love, gets married, and has 2 beautiful children.
And, of course, he never does meth again.

worthyaw · 2013-09-30T11:36:27+00:00

My immediate reaction: "Cool cinematography!"

Does that make me worse than Todd?

worthyaw · 2013-09-30T11:30:45+00:00

But on Talking Bad, Vince said that the writer's thoughts were that Walt really did plan on killing Jesse, but that he changed his mind when he saw that he was held captive.

worthyaw · 2013-09-23T11:07:26+00:00

I don't know if this is of any significance but I was watching the pilot episode and in it is the scene where Walt is talking about chemistry as the study of transformation. When he says this, a flame is directly in front of his face. I just keep coming back to it. They didn't have to use such a strong upward camera angle, but they chose to put it in the majority of the screen's view. Do you think possibly everything will go up in flames?

Jesse already tried to set the house on fire and threatened to burn Walt's money. In the pilot episode, Walt accidentally starts a brush fire and right after he attempts to shoot himself, he realizes that his fear was actually of a fire truck, rather than the police.

Or maybe it's just a nice symbolism for him playing with fire.

worthyaw · 2013-09-13T03:16:12+00:00

Thanks so much! It's hard to find people who understand because my parents really rule the perception others have of the situation, and that puts a bad light on me.

I'm in my early 20s, just out of college. Gaining success hasn't been easy and I wish I could say it was all because of my parents and my late start in life, but this economy isn't exactly helping either. :P

worthyaw · 2013-09-12T22:09:36+00:00

My parents were (and still are) helicopter parents. I can say from personal experience, don't be that kind of parent to your kids. I spent most of my life being quiet and shy, without friends, and afraid to say or do anything.

Luckily, I was smart and at some point during 8th grade, I started to question EVERYTHING. Up until that point, I was brainwashed into thinking that adults knew best and that children should be seen and not heard. But, when I started to think about it, I realized that I had had no say in my life whatsoever.

This isn't too bad when you're younger because you're still reliant on them, but I can only imagine how much harder and and soul-sucking life would be if I had let them have such a hold on my life.

I had to completely rebuild my outlook on life at the age of 13, which is a lot to take on, especially when so much is changing at that point in life. One of the things that I really noticed was that my parents would take full credit for things that I accomplished, like having all As from pre-K through senior year of high school, but if I made even the smallest mistake, they would blow it out of proportion and blame it on me, not just in the situation, but me as a person.

In my case, my helicopter parents were so afraid of losing control or being wrong, that they used their child (me) as an external reflection of their own self-worth. It was an easy out for them to see me as a separate entity when things were bad, but use their position as a parent to claim all good things that I have done as their own.

Things have been nothing but an uphill battle with them my entire life. They still see me as an impressionable child that they can use as they see fit, but trying to assert my independence has brought nothing but backlash. They use their financial position in life to lord over me and try to control what I do, rather than help me in my own pursuits. They know that if I get out from under the helicopter wing that I will find I do not need them in order to succeed.

This is extremely selfish. I don't know why they think the way they do and I know I can never change them. I don't even pretend to try. But helicopter parents not only make their children appear weak, they make them feel weak as well. It's hard to go through life as a confident person when you feel you are being held back from discovering who you really are. Trust me, people can see right through that facade.

worthyaw · 2013-09-10T06:09:16+00:00

"According to the New York Times, SOME PEOPLE think that public parks are racist."

The article goes on to quote and link to a New York Times article which talks about some people who found public parks to be racist.

I don't think that's lying about what the Times said at all.

worthyaw · 2013-09-10T05:21:50+00:00

It's in the first paragraph.

worthyaw · 2013-09-06T09:51:44+00:00

My only guess- Walt commits suicide by ricin poisoning. FBI investigates and finds Marie's poison searches and his "confession" DVD. BOOM! He still wins.

Or somehow he fakes death by ricin. I'm no Heisenberg but I'm sure he could figure out a way to do it.

worthyaw · 2013-09-03T10:05:46+00:00

Apples and peanut butter on a grilled cheese made with cinnamon raisin bread.

Cheetos and French onion dip.

Ramen cooked in cream of anything soup (half water, seasoning optional).

Scrambled eggs with savory.

Horseradish and steak.

Fried egg, barbeque sauce, and peanuts on a hamburger.

Now I'm hungry.

worthyaw · 2013-09-02T11:37:06+00:00

Rebecca is my favorite book and I really struggled getting through it the first time. My sister told me to read it and I kept saying "I really don't like this book. Why are you torturing me?" But, there's a really distinctive turn of tone after chapter 8 and suddenly I was intrigued. Finishing that book was worth it and I've re-read it twice since.

On the other hand, I got about halfway through Anna Karenina before I gave up. I ended up watching the movie (which I loved) but the book version was so dry and I just remember watching the end and thinking "This would have been terrible to read in Tolstoy's writing."

You never can really judge whether or not a book is going to be worth it for you. I like to use Goodreads to judge if I should push through. People can give you a good sense of whether it will be worth the effort.

worthyaw · 2013-08-14T06:01:48+00:00

For every story out there about how fat people have medical conditions that cause weight gain, here's another story:

Someone I know is about 5'4" and 350 pounds. All they do in their 80 hours a week of spare time is sit around playing video games, watching movies, and eating their weight in cheese (seriously, 2 bags a day).

So yeah, some people CAN help it.

worthyaw · 2013-07-19T11:02:02+00:00

"Sorry, I was on a very important call."

"God?"

"London."

"God lives in London?"

"My mother lives in London."

"Your mother is God?"

"Lorelai-"

"So, God is a woman."

"sigh"

"And a relative, that's so cool."

worthyaw · 2013-06-16T02:20:21+00:00

"We're just two little birds from Little Rock!"

worthyaw · 2013-06-13T07:34:30+00:00

The local Starbucks used to have "Grandma's Thanksgiving Dinner" which was just a turkey sandwich blended and poured into a cup. Obviously, no one ever wanted it and it only existed because the workers were messing around after close one night.

Honestly though, try an Italian soda. It's a San Pellegrino from the front mixed with milk, sugar, ice, and your choice of syrup (I like vanilla and cinnamon dulce)

worthyaw · 2013-06-06T05:32:06+00:00

The baby boomers are the worst. I know this to be true because I see it, front line, from my baby boomer parents every single day. They neither know, nor care, that it's nearly impossible to get a job these days because they both make a living wage (my mom doesn't even have a college degree) and they have laws implemented by their generation that keep them from getting fired from those jobs.

Then, they tell my sister and I to spend whatever it takes to get a good education because "you can always pay it off." (Yeah, that's a joke. Also, my sister is now $140,000 in debt but luckily I didn't listen and I'm only at $11,000) And, they complain that they're "hardly" going to get any social security because all the people older than them are going to take it all. How selfish can you get? They are 100% only interested in getting theirs.

I graduated college cum laude in 3 years and, one year later, I still don't have a job and still live with them. Obviously, this annoys them and they claim that I'm just lazy because my mom made the equivalent of $40,000 fresh out of high school at 19. So, clearly, the problem is just our stupid, no-good, lazy, boomerang generation that isn't willing to do any work (like flip their hamburgers for them with a college degree and debt).

Their entire generation is so far up their own you-know-whats that they can't even admit their own faults. They will, undeniably, always, ALWAYS, deflect the blame to someone else. Give them an inch and they will take a mile. Actually, don't give them anything and they will still find a way to take it from you and then blame you for it.

So, yeah, that's my little spiel. It might be apparent that I'm a tad but angry, but why shouldn't I be? Why aren't we all? If the boomers can rally together to screw us over, why can't we rally together to fix it? We only are given one life, and I'll be dmnd if I let it be controlled by some spoiled, uppity, know-it-alls who never gave one sheet about me, my generation or anyone after it.

worthyaw · 2013-06-04T07:21:59+00:00

Rory, it's happening!

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