RoscoeReturns said:

I confess I’m sitting in a hotel room, six hours from home, crying my eyes out and drinking as much bourbon as I can pour down my gullet.

I haven’t been round here much because I’ve been pouring all of my free time and energy into my puppy. We’ve had him for a year, and I love him to death, but today I drove through four states to take him back to his breeder. We can’t do it any more. He’s an anxious, fearful, Lyme ridden 140 pound puppy. He needs constant attention. He has severe separation anxiety. He is vicious when anyone visits our home. For a while he couldn’t sit or lie down due to the Lyme arthritis. My wife and I have spent months giving him 24 hour, seven day a week attention. We are worn thin. I fell like such a failure. I was his human, and I let him down. I’m gutted that we had to give him up. I know he’ll be well cared for, but I miss him already.

I miss being here. I will get my life back. I miss my dog.

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RoscoeReturns said:

My wife and I have spent months giving him 24 hour, seven day a week attention. We are worn thin. I fell like such a failure. I was his human, and I let him down.

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divineverdance said:

What do normal people do for fun these days?

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Get a Starbucks coffee just for the Instagram pic, make sure your nails are spot on for the shot, a nice background and good light. Coffee can be discarded after 2 sips, once its on Instagram, its served its purpose.

Show off a perfect relationship with the hubby/wifey on social media even when they are fed of each other and both dead inside.

Help a homeless by giving them something they have no use for, like bath salts (the ones for the bath tub, not the synthetic drug you degenerates), but you have to make sure someone is recording the whole interaction.


Rant over.

Being serious now.  I have been doing a bit of acrylic painting, I am in  the look for activities that keep me out of any kind of screen, no phone, laptop or telly. Painting has been fun. This was fun to make and I am quite proud of the result.





Some mates love indoors rock climbing, others do pottery, others go bowling.

I love skateboarding and snowboarding.

One of my favorite ways to spend an evening nowadays is wait for a clear night, ideally with a new moon (or a tiny fingernail moon) and sit outside just as it gets dark, have a few beers and look at the sky trying to spot satellites. They are more evident and abundant the first 2 hours after it gets dark. It is fun, free and theres something magical about looking at the stars on a clear night.

Another thing I like to do is when I go buy groceries and I have 20 dollars to spare, buy something nice like a rotisserie chicken and some bread, and give it to the first homeless person you spot on your way home. No video, no telling anyone. Pure altruism. This gives me a lot of joy and I know I would end up spending those 20 bucks on something dumb if I don´t do this so... win win.

divineverdance said:

I need new, fresh,exciting ideas... HELP!

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0_tonin said:

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Rasmodius said:

0_tonin said:

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This is so sick. It took me awhile, I was like hey that looks like a painting on a waaoooooh fuckkk whaaaatt

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oh cheers mate

This was the inspiration. Came out quite different to the inspo, but I like it cos I gave it my own touch to it. I think that painting describes how my brain works sometimes hahaa

RoscoeReturns said:

I confess I’m sitting in a hotel room, six hours from home, crying my eyes out and drinking as much bourbon as I can pour down my gullet.

I haven’t been round here much because I’ve been pouring all of my free time and energy into my puppy. We’ve had him for a year, and I love him to death, but today I drove through four states to take him back to his breeder. We can’t do it any more. He’s an anxious, fearful, Lyme ridden 140 pound puppy. He needs constant attention. He has severe separation anxiety. He is vicious when anyone visits our home. For a while he couldn’t sit or lie down due to the Lyme arthritis. My wife and I have spent months giving him 24 hour, seven day a week attention. We are worn thin. I fell like such a failure. I was his human, and I let him down. I’m gutted that we had to give him up. I know he’ll be well cared for, but I miss him already.

I miss being here. I will get my life back. I miss my dog.

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Man I just caught up and saw this.  That's one of the hardest things to do, but sometimes it's necessary.  At least he's in a place where he can be happy and well taken care of.  You did the right thing friend.




-Kingboomer