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Congrats to thejeremy on the new job! Insurance didn't cover mine but it cost $377.
That isn't bad at all!
Yeah I was shocked at how inexpensive it was, at least compared to my expectations. I was thinking $800-$1000 based on my internet research. Turns out it's less than a Bonnaroo ticket.
today is the last day of my 20s joining a lot of you around here in the 30s group tomorrow
I was 24 when I first signed up on Inforoo. Weird how in some ways, it feels like that was forever ago, and in some ways, it feels like it was not so long ago at all.
today is the last day of my 20s joining a lot of you around here in the 30s group tomorrow
I'm 35 now, my 30s have been way better than my 20s. I read that your personality starts to cement itself at around 30. You know what you like and what you want, which results in less uncertainty and anxiety, and more confidence. That's been the case for me.
However I actively try to temper that comfort with myself with open mindedness, so I hopefully don't become a cranky dude that thinks he knows everything.
Having said that I'm right and if everyone would just follow my advice this whole world wouldn't be going to shit.
today is the last day of my 20s joining a lot of you around here in the 30s group tomorrow
I'm 35 now, my 30s have been way better than my 20s. I read that your personality starts to cement itself at around 30. You know what you like and what you want, which results in less uncertainty and anxiety, and more confidence. That's been the case for me.
However I actively try to temper that comfort with myself with open mindedness, so I hopefully don't become a cranky dude that thinks he knows everything.
Having said that I'm right and if everyone would just follow my advice this whole world wouldn't be going to shit.
Thirties were the best... forties haven't been shabby either. I feel like I have gotten better as I have aged.
I have a t-shirt that says "aged to perfection" on it. Looks to be from the eighties. Probably promoting a liquor of some kind, though it doesn't reference one directly. People that know me chuckle when I wear it, because they know it's a joke. Some others, not so much. My salt n peppa (AND WE'RE IN EFFECT) beard doesn't give away my age, which might be a good thing.
I feel so poorly about being sexually open - how does anyone else even deal with it as a person? Do they just happen to meet the right people or something? I just feel so terrible for who I am - I don't understand how to live like normal people.
I feel so poorly about being sexually open - how does anyone else even deal with it as a person? Do they just happen to meet the right people or something? I just feel so terrible for who I am - I don't understand how to live like normal people.
Confidence, not arrogance
Don't ever feel terrible for existing.
If a conservative way of life is normal, I would rather be odd.
I feel so poorly about being sexually open - how does anyone else even deal with it as a person? Do they just happen to meet the right people or something? I just feel so terrible for who I am - I don't understand how to live like normal people.
Confidence, not arrogance
Don't ever feel terrible for existing.
If a conservative way of life is normal, I would rather be odd.
Sigh....
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Started getting things organized for the move today. Driving down early in the morning to look at four different rentals. If all goes well we will be in agreement for a place and move in next week.
Wheels are in motion!
We have found an apartment that we agreed on (my fiancee and I) and are moving in a week from tomorrow!
Now, if I can figure out how to snag two tickets to the sold out Shovels & Rope show that night.
If a conservative way of life is normal, I would rather be odd.
Sigh....
I remember how hard it was growing up in western Indiana. I was athletic, smart but reserved - both sides of the parental coin (street and book). I was exposed early on to tap/ballet (which aided the sports in the long run), the theatre (first live shows of any kind were the original/s "CATS' and 'Phantom of..."), loved Detroit and Chicago grooves (in a country station/classic rock area) - that was hard. No problem with women, but didn't date immediate friends, and didn't date many to begin with -
I was teased constantly. By my own friends, my dad, etc. I got my revenge on the court, or on the field. Got some in the classroom, but not much purposely. Had a close friend die, and stopped seeing the old gang.
Moved to the liberal area of the state, aside from Indy. Indy can be rough, slightly still for the alternative crowd. Watch NYC/Chicago rich kids treat my city like shit every year, but I won't leave. We are very, very accepting here. And, we are loud about it. We love our 'townies'. We love our LGBTQ crowd. Some of my closest friends here are Bi. I love them; I love being around them, they're interesting and educated in arts and lit, they know what I'm talking about with music, they welcomed me when I moved here 8 years ago, and I won't forget it.
I said growing up that I could see myself living in a large urban area. I don't feel that way anymore. I prefer visiting the Chi for friends and music (and diggin').
Our gay bar downtown has a few dj's that play some of the stuff I grew up on like 90's house (but they hardly ever spin), but if I ever have an itch, I have to go to the Chi. Thank goodness I have a national forest nearby. I like solitude, and staring at water when I can.
Seeing the full spectrum of colors, and never blocking it or shunning it, has gotten me far mentally. I feel better than I did 15 yrs ago. I was in a bad spot. Changed that when I went back to who I originally was.
"Evolution was forged using only one tool - the mistake" - Well, I enjoy being the 'mistake', 'cause I still see a lot of fake on my FB feed.
Post by Dave Maynar on Feb 26, 2017 15:31:02 GMT -5
Sometimes you adult really well and sometimes you spend a half hour running through the viability of using mulatto butts from Archer as your ring tone.
I have a t-shirt that says "aged to perfection" on it. Looks to be from the eighties. Probably promoting a liquor of some kind, though it doesn't reference one directly. People that know me chuckle when I wear it, because they know it's a joke. Some others, not so much. My salt n peppa (AND WE'RE IN EFFECT) beard doesn't give away my age, which might be a good thing.
I had that TShirt when I was like 12 or 13 (so it was the 80s). I bought it in the mall. No idea why I wanted that shirt when I was that age. What a weirdo.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
Post by itrainmonkeys on Feb 27, 2017 13:46:55 GMT -5
There's got to be a better way to do that. Rotate the hands so they aren't both upright (like her husband? seems to be doing). There's other clips that show her not even connecting at times. It just seems so strange.
I just realized that I have never seen Bonnie and Clyde. There has to be some sort of rule that you have to see the famous movie that has your name in the title and every single stranger makes jokes about. "Where's Clyde?!"
Welcome back Bonz, but I do not find it strange that your presence being requested in the Orgy thread and then you showing up, like it was the quacking Bonzai Bat Signal.
Post by TRANTER INDUSTRIES on Feb 27, 2017 14:51:34 GMT -5
My office has a client who calls multiple times every day asking if his check will come on Wednesday. He's always really lonely and is disabled in some way (I think my boss mentioned he was a victim of Agent Orange during the Vietnam War). He got checked into the ER last week and I didn't hear from him since. He called today and I was very relieved to hear updates on what appliances in his house don't work anymore.
My regulars at work were talking about how Paul Peck is working on his new baby, but he couldn't remember where it was. I am really starting to dislike these regulars or I would text him and remind him to ask again.
Welcome back Bonz, but I do not find it strange that your presence being requested in the Orgy thread and then you showing up, like it was the quacking Bonzai Bat Signal.