On a “people per square foot” the last colonoscopy I attended had 3 people in a fairly small room.

Last time I was the pickup person for a surgery, the surgery went well and fast, then the first recovery room (the one where I wasn’t allowed to visit) took 4 hours. Poor friend was just so slow to get his mental faculties back after anesthesia. I blame his redheaded genes.

That’s what my lanky AF partner wears because the sleeves on standard fit shirts are never long enough. The extra length in the torso is a nice bonus.

Shot in the dark: POTS, too?

(sidenote: I just started beta blockers for my POTS and they’ve both helped immensely and given me the fragrant armpits of a teenaged boy. I’ve swapped to more aggressive armpit soap and that seems to have helped.)

We used to hide in the basement with our pup and watch a movie. She could still hear the fireworks, but it seemed to take the edge off.

Current pup has gone deaf in his old age. Before then, he’d growl and bark at both thunder and fireworks. Now he just sleeps through it.

Ah, you’re only like 5 years younger than me. I work in a college library and the young adults keep making me feel my millenial age, so maybe I over-explained.

Were you on dial-up, too? That dialtone just announced to everyone you were getting online, no way to hide.

Nah, it was an application on family computer. You know, the computer in the corner of the dining room where your parents and baby brother could read over your shoulder. (I had my own computer in my room, but it didn’t even have a network card or modem.)

TBF, anyone can wear any gender of pants.

Spoken like someone that doesn’t have an aggressive hip-to-waist ratio.

Anyways, I wear scrubs. They’re the cargo pants of the professional world. My 6" ereader fits in one of the pockets. Highly recommend.

It’s more like Google chat or your contacts list of folks you SMS with. People you probably know from high school and nowadays you’d text, but AOL Instant Messager was free, used a device with a full keyboard, and didn’t require a cell phone which you didn’t have because it was 2001.

My partner has other partners and it’s more about emotional connection and support. From my point of view, it’s also nice to get him out of the house so I can cover all the surfaces with hobbies.

If it was about sex he’d probably not still be with me after 18 years, since I am uninterested in sex.

Wait, is the chart ”births per person” or ”per woman”? I was reading it as per person, so 1.08 per person would be about 2.16 per woman.

Edit: probably per woman. Lines up better with https://data.worldbank.org/indicator/SP.DYN.TFRT.IN?locations=JP . Grumble grumble numbers without units.

TBF, maybe they wear women’s pants. A pack of gum wouldn’t fit in those pockets.

I have a strap attached to my popsocket. It’s nice to be certain you won’t drop the thing while walking around.

With the retroactive salary increase my union just got me, I could buy several gaming systems. [meme of dude tapping his head]

Why don’t they just take the box from that guy, plus keep that orange flat piece? Then they could be even taller!

When you sort your Skittles, do you then eat all of the same color first, or do you eat them evenly so that all colors run out at about the same time?

9.5/10. I don’t see a knee speed controller.

Libraries are where many folks go to to access government resources. My local DMV (department of motor vehicles) restricted services to by-appointment-only a few years back and, if you needed help making an appointment, their call center directed you to the local library. Note: they did not warn the local libraries they were doing this.

Anyways, you should have seen this asshole come in to get assistance. My co-worker helped him and was polite about it, but told me afterwards that he’d been spearheading the local “defund the library” initiative. Turns it we are good for something even if you buy your own books. Dickhead.

I’m on Windows 11 for work and am not happy about it. They took away my 2-level taskbar, among other regressions.

And Grover Cleveland had a major surgery, in 1893, performed on a yacht in secret. The public didn’t find out until 1917.