Christ on a stick, what the hell did they ever do to deserve this kind of collective punishment??? This is insanity.

Invidious.

I tried with FreeTube, I really did. But Invidious is just more reliable.

I fucking love Lemmy.

If you’re ever in my neighborhood and need furniture moved, I will cheerfully prove you wrong for the price of a pizza.

There are two kinds of truck.

The first is an oversized showpiece that’s sparkling clean, has brand new tires, and not a single scratch. You need a stepladder to get in to drive, and it has never seen a day of work in its life. The driver is, invariably, a selfish jerk who wants the working-class status of having a truck, but no inclination to use it for its given purpose. They need a little sedan, but they want to take up space and feel important. This is what is known as a ‘pavement princess’. This is a bad truck.

The second can be any year, but is usually a little on the old side. The owner has had their hands in every part of the engine, or is on a first-name basis with their mechanic. It is covered in well-earned scars, and the owner is a person like Kevin. This is a good truck.

Having been someone’s Kevin and/or Tony in this country, they could be green and have antennae. They’re a neighbor, they need a couch moved, and I happen to have nothing to do today. This is the code.

If you don’t know a Kevin, you definitely know an Ashley. And Ashley knows everyone who has a grandma with a group of retired friends who are itching for something to do.

Same here. Phones, PCs, and sometimes game consoles. I usually charge a trip to get ice cream from A&W or Coldstone or something.

Cool thing about being disabled is you become the one who knows the people with a truck and a couple 20-year old children. Or the person who cuts hair for free. Or the person whose cousin does pro bono legal work for certain requests.

In short, you become the key connector in that network: the Guy Who Knows A Guy.

Me too! I trade repairs for food all the time If it’s a big job, I do it for the price of parts and a trip for ice cream. It’s a good deal.

This is the way.

Yeah, this is really normal. It’s one of the rare things that I absolutely, genuinely like about my country. If someone says they need help, even a total stranger, you help them.

The good Americans are pretty free with their labor when it comes to their neighbors, and the definition of ‘neighbor’ is pretty loose. If I met you five minutes ago, you need help with something, and we live in the same city, you’re my neighbor.

What about an actual corndog?

LITERALLY

Watching Star Wars as a kid is LITERALLY one of many reasons I give a fuck as an adult.

I paid attention to the fucking story.