I have a group of friends that did a lot of camping when we hit early 20’s. We actually put a cardboard 6-pack holder around a piece of wood… it was our “Log”. We kept it for a few years. Then burned that bitch during a blow out pre-wedding camp out.
A cheesy 90s drink, they were fun to see how far you could spit the jelly bits, or just a kinda fun drink I rarely saw as a teen. Nothing great but when you lived in the middle of nowhere it didn’t take much in the mid 90s to be entertained as a teen.
Main character from The Darkness that Comes Before/The Prince of Nothing series by R. Scott Bakker. Liked the character, liked the name, loved the books.
Mistakes.
I created a test account on SDF pubnix. Since it was a test account, I didn’t use my usual username, but just user224. Then some good user (xiled) decided to verify my account. Thus I had to stick with it.
Then later on Twitter I’ve seen SDF announce their Lemmy instance. Not knowing what Lemmy is, I’ve used the same username as on SDF pubnix, which was an accident.
I can’t change it either, and this account has some history already. Just building up on mistakes. Just like when I find a “temporary” solution to something.
I was a bookish child and my mother used to take me to the local library weekly. On the way to the children’s section I had to pass the large print shelf. There was always this one hardback book there, The Spitting Image. It had a bizarre looking gargoyle on the cover and I used to look away so I wouldn’t have nightmares about it, but peek at it between my fingers. Every week for years the spitting image would watch me run past it to the Tintin books. Eventually I lost my fear and I could look it straight in the face. It was a goofy thing, nothing like as sinister as I first thought.
Once upon a time the world was a magical place and I used to invent my own rituals as protection.
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