Yeah it seems to be more of a Mexican-American thing. Also it has become sort of a Hallmark Holiday in the US, meaning the significance is amplified by marketing.

I mean the weather is usually beautiful on May 5, so any excuse to have a party.

I awaken naturally at 4am with or without an alarm. But it has always been this way for me. I was raised on a farm so early rising was always sort of the expectation but it definitely suits my natural rhythms. I do come from a long line of dairy farmers, so there’s probably some selection going on there.

Now for context, I have placed a high priority on sleep hygiene for a very long time. So I usually get 8.5-9 hours of sleep a night. That’s just what experience tells me I need for optimal functioning.

It is a strange life choice. I am not really into nightlife, so I am aware there is an alternate universe of night owls out there, but those worlds rarely collide with mine. I’m ready for a afternoon nap about the time many people start to think about brunch.

Yes.

Which half is gay, top or bottom?

I’m not the original poster, but their perspective resonates with mine quite well.

We are biological beings of great fragility and complexity. I subscribe to some ‘spiritual’ ideas, but that stops when we get to the persistence of consciousness after death.

Absurdism simply recognizes our biology. Laughter releases feel-good chemicals. It is our refuge from the inexorable grind of raw-dogging reality.

If I had to choose a religion, it would be Bokononism.

“Tiger got to hunt, bird got to fly; Man got to sit and wonder ‘why, why, why?’ Tiger got to sleep, bird got to land; Man got to tell himself he understand.”

The only scripture I can acknowledge

I have felt that once upon a time. But since there is no external meaning, I have decided our main purpose is to fart around a lot. I greatly enjoy those days when I can just be, without pressure to produce something.

Maybe that’s inner peace?

This is it. You die and you are gone, gone, gone. Make every day count and don’t waste time bargaining with an imaginary god for a preferred place in her cinematic universe.

It’s not grim. It’s extremely freeing. ‘Now’ is all there is.

I will organize the poor souls into a vocal group and go on tour as The Assless Chaps, naturally.

Using the term ‘assless chaps’ infuriates me and I will not let that aggression stand, man.

All chaps are assless. Chaps with asses are pants.

Fight me.

50 isn’t old, if you take care of your health and are lucky enough to not have a degenerative disease. So just stop that nonsense line of thought. You will barely be a typical retirement age when the child reaches majority.

I am sorry to hear of the tragedy that opened up this new chapter for you. Yet, it is a new dawn, a new day! You have miles left on your journey.

Sorry, could you repeat that? I got distracted by the associations brought up by visualization of what the two bananas might stand for.

Bamboo isn’t a magic plant. It requires specific combinations of conditions to grow: the right soils, the right level of water and sunlight, temperatures within their preferred range.

Yes it’s a pain to eradicate when improperly planted and then ignored for long enough. But it’s just a plant that has specific needs like all plants do.

Limiting factors are the reason. If you put a person in a hole and gave them everything they needed to live, except water, they wouldn’t survive long, as an example.

I make a ham and brie sandwich on a toasted bagel. The just-melting brie holds into the hemp hearts as does the fig jam I out on the other half of the bagel. Yummers.

That which is dead can never die.

Duh, it’s British Broadcasting Chicken.

All of these comments are thoughtful and substantive.

But none of them consider the fact that some people are just plain oblivious.

You know, morons.

She has one job on that ship. It’s stupid but she’s gonna do it!

I would like to hear the author’s take on pornography porn.

Real professionals care about the public perception of their field. Every major professional gathering in the sciences has a session focused solely on discussion of their jargon and how to communicate effectively with the public.

Why don’t economists care about the public perception of their field?

It would be flabbergasting to think they don’t care, until you realize they are a priesthood, not a profession. They serve the narrow interests of a small group. That group is well-served by denigrating working people.

While there are scientific approaches to the study of economics, the version of economics that makes it into the news is decidedly unscientific.

Because it is inaccurate, simple as that.