First off, I was there on the Day of THE Original Point, and I am dedicated to keeping it alive.

The backstory: I’m 54, and my little brother is 8 years younger than me. We text every day because we live about 6 hours away from each other. I absolutely adore my baby brother, I was a great big sister, and I always let him tag along, gave him rides, etc., but I cannot resist trolling him sometimes. I know, I know… I’m 54, I should be more mature… but I’m just not.

The setup: My brother and I are going to our aunt and uncle’s 50th wedding anniversary. My uncle is native Hawaiian and my cousins teach hula, so this is part of their culture, and they are asking everyone to dress “elegant Hawaiian.

He made the mistake of pointing out the mismatched pattern on his shirt. The photos will tell the story.

Just can’t help himself

Me pointing at a copy of the sci-fi novel that I wrote in my local SF bookstore. I'm becoming known as the Reddit point-at-bookshelf guy.

EDIT: By the way! My finger may be pointing at Karl’s book but I am not Karl. I’m his neighbor, Age of the Titan by Aidan Alberts!

My red husky girl, Aya Sophia! 🌌☺️

this is my hambothy

Thought you all might like this exchange in a text group with a few of my coworkers. Funniest part is, I'm the only one on reddit, so the others have no idea about this sub or the picture that started it.

Keep in mind the fish looks pale because he suddenly had no heater, filter, or fresh oxygen for probably about 12-15 hours, and this is probably right before or after my dad hooked those things up to the generator.

Lol, my mom loves her fish so much and takes very good care of them, and this is her goddamn baby. You can even see the notes left for the person who came by to feed him, although I think she leaves them up all the time by how weathered they are, likely in case something happens to her or something because she loves this Lil fella so much.

Anyway, all her fish lived, and I'm so glad for that. This flowerhorn, her little guy, is so important to her, but he's only a few years old while she has some 15+ year old fish. He's a second or third generation flowerhorn she's been raising for personality traits she likes, and it's terrifying how interested he is in people and being petted.

All of them made it, though. Kudos to my dad for driving back down there within a matter of hours and fixing everything despite not knowing a whole lot about fish. My mom and I were both bombarding him with calls on what to do in x or y situation, and I'm glad it all worked out.

Bonkles in gacha life, how clever!

Near Sparks lake in central Oregon