Random thing you loathe right now.

I had a complex partial seizure last weekend. Doctors are running a bunch of tests to figure out why/what’s wrong.

On the other side, my trivial gripe for this thread is I can’t drive until the doctors figure out what’s wrong. And I do not live in a part of the country amendable to not being able to drive.

Sorry about your seizure. Also not driving would be rough. Hang in there.

I hate having to provide the same information to tech support that I provided in the original ticket. Had to resist they urged to go on a epic rant.

UpToIsomorphism wrote:

I had a complex partial seizure last weekend. Doctors are running a bunch of tests to figure out why/what’s wrong.

On the other side, my trivial gripe for this thread is I can’t drive until the doctors figure out what’s wrong. And I do not live in a part of the country amendable to not being able to drive.

I just thought of a new feature for disability insurances like Aflac: Uber/Lift coverage if you are unable to drive.

TW: Sexual harassment

Reconnected with an old friend, we were very close during primary school and early highschool. Sort of drifted apart as he started to smoke a lot of weed and party a lot. Different lifestyles and all that.

Bumped into each other at the local comic store, and it turns out we share a lot of subscriptions and had a great chat. We planned to grab a few beers and catch up further.

Few days later, this pops up in the news. I mean, I knew he had a rough upbringing and was a little weird but ffs WHAT?

https://www.illawarramercury.com.au/...

Genuinely lost for words, disgusted and appalled. It's one of those things I know happens, but it always felt so far removed from my social circle/life. Ugh this is the grossest thing I've read in a while because I KNOW THIS GUY. Jesus. I don't think I'll be following up on that invite for beers.

Feeling this kind of thing is “so far removed from [your] social circle” is the exact definition of privilege.
This happens - all - the - damn - time.
Dime a dozen.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to diminish the severity or frequency of sexual harassment. I'm just at a huge loss for words. Any eloquence I may have had was thrown out the window with the wave of nausea from knowing how close I was to this person.

With most sincerity, is my wording or opinion offensive? I try to be aware of these things but I know I come from a position of privilege. I want to be corrected or challenged if my thoughts are harmful. Genuinely.

If not appropriate for this thread, my inbox is always open.

A_Unicycle wrote:

If not appropriate for this thread, my inbox is always open.

There's a thread you might be interested in: LINK

Very small loathe (hah), but I've had Herb Alpert's version of Spanish Flea stuck in my head for almost a month now.

A_Unicycle wrote:

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to diminish the severity or frequency of sexual harassment. I'm just at a huge loss for words. Any eloquence I may have had was thrown out the window with the wave of nausea from knowing how close I was to this person.

With most sincerity, is my wording or opinion offensive? I try to be aware of these things but I know I come from a position of privilege. I want to be corrected or challenged if my thoughts are harmful. Genuinely.

If not appropriate for this thread, my inbox is always open.

Not necessarily offensive, no, at least not to me.
I guess it’s striking how horribly banal this is, to me. Atill turns my stomach though, sont think that will ever change.

In fact, might even be a textbook example of how there’s no such thing as a “small transgression”. It usually begins with “locker talk” and it’s up to men to shut that stuff down.

Grrrr. Month-to-month on the upstairs floor of my 'top\bottom duplex' ends on 2/15/19 -- landlord is an older lady and is selling her house and moving into this unit. I've been in a holding pattern due to 75+ % of the junk stored here is other peoples stuff. Why: because I practically run a halfway house for friends that let their 80s era lifestyles get the better of them or whatevs\you get the picture. They all disappear for weeks at a time.

Two people in particular haven't gotten back to me on tentative housing arrangements beyond being in for some nebulous contribution towards rent or utilities; I ain't keen on snagging an extra ~1,400 sq feet I don't need. Seriously you two, stop slack a**ing and communicate better so I can shop around for a place.

misc\related gripe(1): I'm going to have to haggle on the deposit amount because some genius spilled their hookah coals all over the breakfast nook. Ruined the surface.

misc\related gripe(2): the Nintendo Switch is MIA. I never got far into Zelda but still.. Bet one of these ****ers pawned it.

ps. I get it from some of the relatively younger ones that crash here, but how some of my fellow grey-hair compatriots are still this irresponsible blows my mind sometimes. Guess the immaturity keeps us youthful or some such nonsense.

The passing of a family pet really sucks. Our daughter lost her Guinea Pig today. Not the end of the world, but as a parent it makes me sad seeing her sad. At least we were home so it wasn't alone. He lived a good life.

MattDaddy wrote:

The passing of a family pet really sucks. Our daughter lost her Guinea Pig today. Not the end of the world, but as a parent it makes me sad seeing her sad. At least we were home so it wasn't alone. He lived a good life.

reminds me of a shower thought I saw recently: "The purpose of goldfish is to teach children about death"

Condolences to your daughter over losing her animal friend, thats always hard.

thrawn82 wrote:
MattDaddy wrote:

The passing of a family pet really sucks. Our daughter lost her Guinea Pig today. Not the end of the world, but as a parent it makes me sad seeing her sad. At least we were home so it wasn't alone. He lived a good life.

reminds me of a shower thought I saw recently: "The purpose of goldfish is to teach children about death"

Condolences to your daughter over losing her animal friend, thats always hard.

Wow, parenting fail on our part. We killed off a few goldfish, and we told our daughter that he was sick and had to go to the hospital. Then my wife took Jo to the pet store to "pick-up Goldy from recovery tank." This happened more than once.

The funniest part was how uninterested the pet store employee was in playing along. They went to the tank "where Goldy was" and asked the employee to pick him out of the mass of goldfish. My daughter was staring into the tank and trying to point out Goldy. The employee just reached in and scooped up a goldfish without paying attention to her, at all. Jo then said, "He got Goldy on the first try!"

So, um Jo's goldfish didn't die. They just got sick, and eventually we decided to let Goldy stay at the store with his friends.

Later, talking with one of Teresa's friends, she told me that she had a goldfish that lived for like 10 years. I then told her what we did with Jo, and suddenly she was left wondering about the story of her oddly long living goldfish.

But I'm a total failure on this stuff. We were once watching TV and a story came on abut a young toddler that had cancer, and it really affected Jo hard. Without thinking I told her children can't die. I thought my wife was going to have a heart attack.

Goldfish can live 5 to 20 years, so your friend wasn't necessarily duped, although pet store feeder fish are so massively inbred and kept in such poor conditions that most of them die within a year or two.

But that's quite the elaborate scheme you guys cooked up. I'm surprised your daughter didn't call you out on it. Mine would have.

I wouldn't call that goldfish story a fail at parenting. Every kid is different and it's up to you to decide which moments are too much pain and which moments are good teachable moments. If/when your daughter finds out the lengths you went, i hope she will recognize it for the act of love it was.

Kids are way smarter than adults give them credit for. Trust me, they are equipped to deal with death and cancer and other crappy things like that, I’ve seen it. Time and time again. (Remind me not to tell you about my rotation in pediatric oncology) While they will process it differently, they are still totally capable of coming to grasps with the concept. Don’t forget that there is a time, not that long ago, where children would grow up being the sole survivors, with siblings dying of a host of diseases.

Current loathe: housing prices in Paris.

Eleima wrote:

Kids are way smarter than adults give them credit for. Trust me, they are equipped to deal with death and cancer and other crappy things like that, I’ve seen it. Time and time again. (Remind me not to tell you about my rotation in pediatric oncology) While they will process it differently, they are still totally capable of coming to grasps with the concept. Don’t forget that there is a time, not that long ago, where children would grow up being the sole survivors, with siblings dying of a host of diseases.

Current loathe: housing prices in Paris.

My mother-in-law grew up, and still lives, in rural Japan and dealt with multiple siblings dying at a young age (childhood disease, drowning, etc.).

I'm amazed at how well my toddler can process and understand the world around her. We haven't taught her about death yet but given how she's reacted to everything else, I'm sure she's fully capable.

Ran into someone I knew from high school that is currently homeless. Second time that has happen in my life. The encounter wasn't at all bad, the loath comes from the fact he is homeless. We are currently going through a homeless problem in Seattle. Where to allow their tents. Is that lady just walking or casing houses. Food banks closing down. Those sort of things.

Eleima wrote:

Kids are way smarter than adults give them credit for. Trust me, they are equipped to deal with death and cancer and other crappy things like that, I’ve seen it. Time and time again. (Remind me not to tell you about my rotation in pediatric oncology) While they will process it differently, they are still totally capable of coming to grasps with the concept. Don’t forget that there is a time, not that long ago, where children would grow up being the sole survivors, with siblings dying of a host of diseases.

We have lost two of our cats in the time we've had our kids (now nearly 4). The first died when they were about 2.5, and the second just a few weeks ago. For both, we had an in-home hospice vet come and put them down.

She (the vet) was phenomenal at helping us figure out how to help the kids deal with it. We made sure that they petted the cats before they went and say goodbye, and then were able to see and interact with the body after they had died. They have proven to be remarkably resilient, as Eleima suggests.

They are, however, a bit callous in that preschooler way. "Daddy, Pacifico's dead," was a common refrain for a few weeks after we said goodbye to the first one, and at that point it was a pretty reliable way to get me to burst into tears. When we were preparing them for the second one's departure, we got a taste of preschooler-level empathy - my wife, whose cat it was that was going, had them tell her in the span of one morning, "It's okay mommy, we can get another cat," as well as, "It's okay that Walter is dying because I like Caribe better anyway."

thrawn82 wrote:

I wouldn't call that goldfish story a fail at parenting. Every kid is different and it's up to you to decide which moments are too much pain and which moments are good teachable moments. If/when your daughter finds out the lengths you went, i hope she will recognize it for the act of love it was.

I was joking about the fail. We know our kid pretty well, and how different things affect her. When she was in 1st grade or so we took her to see Spirited away and it freaked her out horribly. When the parents were tuned into pigs, it bothered her a ton, but we stuck through it. The idea being that if you get to the end, and see how things work out, then she will get the closure she needs. But when the monster started eating everyone she started screaming, "I want to go now! I want to go now!" She was seriously traumatized at that point, and we got her out.

Jo was always an extremely empathetic kid, to a fault. She is the kid that teachers in pre-school and kindergarten would tell us was insanely empathetic. Whenever a child was in any kind of distress, it affects her hard. Her kindergarten teacher said she would sit with kids and pet them, reassuring them they were okay.

Since later she was obsessed with disaster documentaries and stuff like Faces of Death, I don't think we ruined her. Our philosophy was to let a kid be a kid for as long as possible. There is plenty of time to deal with the nasty parts of life.

In high school she helped run the straight/gay alliance club in her school. Later, she devoted her attention more directly to trans students of color, because she saw how so much of the gay rights LGB community focused on white gay kids, which led her to working with the Metro Trans Umbrella Group. She has always been a natural advocate.

I'm glad we didn't toughen her up just because someone told us she could take it.

Allowing myself to get involved in an argument about millennials and the classes some of us take to learn skills not taught to us in school. I need to just drop it, and ignore but man I am upset by this individual's comments. >< /end rant

Fell on ice. Could have been worse, but still hurt. Then the drive home in the rain was pretty awful since my window would not fully defog. Fortunately went slow and got home safe.

Dr.Incurable wrote:

Allowing myself to get involved in an argument about millennials and the classes some of us take to learn skills not taught to us in school. I need to just drop it, and ignore but man I am upset by this individual's comments. >< /end rant

Ugh, I know exactly what you're referring to. I know how aggravating it must be. Just know you're right, lol.

master0 wrote:

Fell on ice. Could have been worse, but still hurt. Then the drive home in the rain was pretty awful since my window would not fully defog. Fortunately went slow and got home safe.

Glad you're okay, buddy!!

Fell twice on the ice last night, had a headache afterwards, I did not hit my head, but might have just been my back/neck getting tweaked. Trying to remove snow this morning from my driveway, its pretty level till the last 20-30 feet, then its pretty steep down to the road. I couldn't finish it because of black ice under the snow.

TLDR: I loathe Minnesota in the Winter

This clown.

FYI Andrich and Sands, I happen to know your continued association with him is literally losing you Patreon dollars (not mine, I left years ago).

NSMike wrote:

This clown.

FYI Andrich and Sands, I happen to know your continued association with him is literally losing you Patreon dollars (not mine, I left years ago).

You think Sands reads these forums? Rabbit gonna drop by next?

I suppose I could report my own post.

Don't pester Hyp and Dee with that.

Send it to [email protected] if you want to vault that wall.

Been having pain while urinating since I got out of the hospital a month ago. Nothing showed up on labs, and some yeast medicine got rid of the pain last week. Now it's back, along with what looked like little bloody chunks of meat in my urine, so got an emergency visit with the urologist today. Have to go back next Friday for a cystoscopy, because he suspects a fistula, where the abscess on my intestines has somehow found a way to drain pus by tunneling through the wall of my bladder. Neat.

Monday after that is my birthday, then probably having the followup colonoscopy the Friday after that, so I'll get to spend the week surrounding my 40th having cameras in literally every orifice, and if the doctor's correct, probably have to have surgery to remove part of my intestines. Hopefully without a colostomy. Depends how acute the diverticulitis is.

I really thought all the talk about your body shutting down at 40 was just talk.