I'm happy she's doing better, but fuck, dealing with someone like that is traumatic!.

My brother is legally barred from renting an apartment because of the damage he did to one. Like a Hoardes episode. Then he moved into my mom's sun room because I was living in the second bedroom and his kids had taken the third (I was living at my mom's to help her take care of my late stepdad.)

He covered the windows and sliding door in cardboard and just left trash and drugs everywhere. He stole my Darth Vader compact mirror to use as a little crack mirror. I could make a whole post about that

A binge can go on and go. And many of addicts are homeless.

One of the worst things about drug users are the random people they will bring into your house. I lived with my brother, he like pot and really liked Adderall, and he would just bring in the most random people. Thankfully, most of them left. But this was always one of my fears, that some of them just wouldn't leave.

Do we really have to be reminded of that?

Oh...is that really that bad?

He has said that he's a royalist. The guy is rich and in an ivory tower. And maybe even more than that, this is his sport, the thing that gave him his wealth and his family. Plus, he's probably got money invested in this.

I feel bad even making fun of this guy at this point.

I know it's wrong, but stories about people releasing minks from mink farms always make me laugh.

Yes, this has happened more than once.

Slightly more cute, though.

But only slightly.

Or they'll be ran over by cars

That is still awful.

Poodles can be very large. I can't even imagine surviving this.

That seems like a good way to end up really scratched up from owl talons

Most people scatter the ashes. Some people get the big decorative urns and do keep them at home. Fuck, lots of people can't afford an urn and just keep them in the box they came in, which is my worst fear.

Burying the urn, for many people here, defeats the purpose.

I know people who have the viewing, where you see the embalmed body, then after that they take the body to be cremated.

In the US, cremation is definitely more popular, but I guess my problem is just what to do with the body afterwards. I don't really want the cremated remains in my home, partially because I am superstitious.

A lot of people who get cremated still want a coffin for a viewing.

Also, and I know this is an unpopular opinion, some of us just do t like the idea of cremation.

That's easy: just go into town and go to a homeless shelter. Tell them you're enrolled in the college but are homeless in summer. It is a surprisingly common problem.

When I was in school, we had a guy come for a party in my dorm and just not leave for a week. What got him was that he also didn't leave the floor. He would just go from person to person until he got kicked out.

Has anyone else tested this out?

Having been to a large college, this would be pretty damn easy to do. Many schools have areas where anyone can, in theory, just sit down and sleep, there are 24/7 libraries and places to hide away.

All you need is a bookbag and the right clothes.

The very long run

I think he was most definitely disabled, but that doesn't mean he couldn't still be a very active young man. Lots of disabled people still play sports and get around. Why, my friend is paralyzed from the neck down and holds a normal job and is building a Twitch channel. Why, I bet his disability just made Tut even more determined to be as active as any other Egyptian young man at the time.

And he had the money and resources to secure mobility aids and even customize his equipment to be what he needed it to be.

I mean, it makes sense if you consider that his whole death was just an accident and his palace was left scrambling to provide him with something. Of course, it did work out for him. The placement and size of his tomb and his relative obscurity meant that grave-robbers didn't steak from him like they did with other tombs.

I don't know how I feel about this. I thought part of the point of the book and movie were just how hopeless things were.