The levels of rage to make normal people in the Twin Cities laugh derisively when you fall on your ass is surface-of-the-sun level.

But it’s from the same root that caused all those strangers to stop and help me. It’s just that now, instead of bandaids, people need whistles and bodies on the line.

My game changer was finding out voicemails count the same as calls. I call after hours and leave messages and don't have to deal with talking to people. Calling is *by far* the most effect way to contact our electeds, shaming people rather than helping them find a way to do that is just bullshit.

Would these work? If anything, you could put a rock in the bottom to weigh it down more.

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Also, it's like trying to reduce the cost of your power bill by yanking out all your smoke detectors.
Not enough to really make a difference, and now there'll be no warning that your house is burning down.

Thanks to you and the gardening feed for making me aware this book exists.
I have blueberries, strawberries, raspberries, red elderberries, thimbleberries, salmonberries, mooseberries, and evergreen huckleberries.
Now I've got more native berries to acquire!

You popped up on my timeline on a repost.
When I checked your profile, you had legal, nerdy, and funny stuff, so you seemed like a good person to follow.

Oh! I have the best picture of him with one of the kittens from the other day I have to show you.