this morning i took out my compost and a fully filled doggie bag was in the bin...wt? are there that many cretin dog owners who carefully follow Vancouvers draconian bylaw..."Pet waste is listed as prohibited from the region's garbage, but small amounts are accepted preferably double-bagged and put in the next pick-up. / Metro Vancouver " and boo to the Vancouver bylaws as well...I do believe that Langley township has doggie disposable bins.

You rang up 5 packets of gummies for me. And because I didn’t tip you gave me an attitude about it. What did you do? Why am I supposed to supplement your wage? This tipping culture has gotten out of control.

I confess that I wish I could physically smack the vapes and cigarettes and joints out of everyone's hands. I've never smoked or vaped a day in my life, but caught covid and now have emphysema from the virus scarring my lungs up. I'm only 40! So eff all of you who walk around town sucking back fumes, smoke and oil, and blowing it in my face. Grrrrrrr!! And then some poor guy asks a vaper not to spew it onto his kid, and gets murdered in front of said kid, in broad daylight, with a crowd of gawkers filming him as he dies? Seriously WHAT in the F*CK is wrong with people? Life is so brutal! My husband died of cancer and he never smoked or vaped either. So enjoy your popcorn lung and cancer all of you nasty smokers and vapers out there. I can tell you, emphysema is not fun! Quit now! Find the strength to quit, or you'll be old and grumpy, maimed and alone like me. The only difference is that you will have done it to yourselves. Bring on the troll comments. I'm sure someone will do some victim blaming like, "it's the dad's fault for being stabbed. He shouldn't have said anything. Vancouverites don't say anything. We just look on and film and then go smoke some weed".

Oh. My. God. Why is it so hard to have them?!?! I feel like I set myself up for success and then go back on them all the time. Gah.

I did something I've never done before -- looking at my phone while walking. I read a text letting me know a family member had died. I kind of blacked out and walked right out into traffic without even looking. I'd like to take this opportunity to thank the driver of a blue compact car who didn't kill me, didn't honk, just slowed down and waited. I didn't even realize what I had done until I was on the other side of the street. Thank you and I'm sorry.

And you just F*#ked. up. Again. I’m sure she’s not surprised.

Now thats funny. Like laugh out funny.

News today said that violence on buses and sky train are up. I ride a bus and then skytrain to work twice a day. Have been for years. Where are those skytrain people that used to hang around the stations ignoring you and yapping about their weekend? Gone. Haven’t seen them since. I haven’t seen a Transit Cop for months. I really haven’t , I kept track of it on my phone for a fun ADHD test. Seriously. It’s like we all ride alone and hope for a Good Samaritan to help us.

Why do most of them sound like Chief Wiggum of the Springfield Police Department.

So this is an odd question but here goes: how do you handle situations where you’re with someone when you run into someone you know but you’ve forgotten that person’s name? If this happens to me, I just admit that I’ve forgotten their name, and I introduce my companion. Something like “I’m so sorry but I’m terrible at remembering names and I’ve forgotten yours! This is (——).” At that point the person usually just says their name and the brief moment of awkwardness is past. But a friend of mine gets so freaked out by the prospect of this awkward moment, that instead of just doing what I described, they insist that I act like we’re not together at all so they don’t have to deal with it. We were going for a walk and he had arranged to meet a relative of his friend to deliver something for him, but he knew that he had forgotten the guy’s wife’s name and she was going to be there. Before we got to the place he was supposed to meet them, he started getting really anxious about it. I didn’t clue in about what he was expecting from me until we got about a half block away, when he sees them and just runs away telling me that I should stand on the corner and wait for him to get back. I was stunned. So what I’m actually thinking is that he really just didn’t want these people to see him with me, which makes me very suspicious and uncomfortable. After he came back I said as much, but he just insisted that wasn’t true. But my gut says that I’m right. What would you do?