Does anybody know what this said?! I’m having the same problem!

Edit: nevermind, I figured it out.

My parents were wonderful, so I have no real complaints, but my father had a weird quirk. Tools, equipment, whatever that he had interest and purchased himself were “his.” I mean, obviously, but he would use the possessive when referring to those things.

“You have to prime my lawnmower first before you try to start it.” “Go and get my ladder.” Never the ladder, always my ladder. I never questioned it (because I didn’t care), but when I was a teenager I started noticing it and it was odd. Like he was establishing that the lawn mower or the ladder or whatever didn’t belong to the household, they were his. And nothing seemed to get him worked up more than a neighbor borrowing something and taking more than a day or so to return it.

Especially hot sauce. I missed that the cap wasn’t closed on some… I think Sriracha, and ended up pepper spraying myself. The waitress was very concerned.

BTW, actually getting pepper sprayed is MUCH worse. Getting bear sprayed is worse and also disgusting, because on top of the pain and misery, it also has a really gross musk stank. It took A LOT of washes with vinegar to get the smell out of the clothes I was wearing.

Do not recommend getting spicy stuff of any kind in the eyes.

A put a hole in the side of a helicopter that left it grounded for a week.

I accidentally tapped it with another piece of the helicopter. I’m happily working on helicopters that are made of metal now, so no more of that nonsense.

Edit: also, honorable mention because it wasn’t my fault, but I made a helicopter drop an external fuel tank when it took off… by replacing a light bulb. It was on the button that makes the helicopter drop the external tanks, but there are failsafes so it will only do it in the air. Apparently the internal switch got stuck, so the second the weight was off of the wheels CLONK… and a tank was laying on the active runway. Excellent.

If it’s something you want and your partner doesn’t care one way or the other about, it shouldn’t factor in.

If you want to make the candles you use around the house, maybe they smell nice, maybe they get used, maybe they’re cheaper than store-bought, but that’s a hobby.

If you do a bunch of baking, especially for people outside the home but even inside it, and your partner isn’t all about you cooking, that’s a hobby, and you clean up your own mess. That’s not chores (unless you’re getting paid).

Chores are necessities to keep the communal house going, not anything that takes effort.

Yeah, okay, fair ban.

You’re missing the point. It’s not a one time thing. Evidence existed, that evidence was found, and that’s what made it change to being accepted.

That evidence still exists, so if you claim dinosaurs don’t exist, we can just point to the evidence that still exists. That evidence didn’t get spirited away like golden plates to heaven. We’re still finding dinosaur bones.

If you claim dinosaurs don’t exist, I would point to the wealth of evidence that they do. If you were raised in some religious cult that never taught anything about dinosaurs and taught that the Earth was 6000 years old, and therefore didn’t think giant creatures existed hundreds of millions of years ago, it would absolutely be on the person claiming they exist to show you dinosaur bones. Which is evidence.

Your premise is incorrect. The burden of proof for quantum mechanics is on the people claiming they exist. They provided those proofs, which is why people believe in them. I haven’t studied quantum mechanics, but if you asked somebody who does, they could offer proof or evidence. And if they couldn’t, then your claim it doesn’t exist (until proof was proffered) would be correct.

Have you listened to his Mythos Trilogy? It’s a compendium of Greek Mythology. He wrote and narrated it and it is brilliant. I’m on Troy right now (the third book).

Right? What other possible materials could they use? Prior to plastic, we just cupped our hands and had people pour beverages into them, or directly into our mouths.

Plastics have been revolutionary in keeping our hands and faces from getting sticky. I, for one, refuse to go back to the days of sucking off the tap.

Seriously. If they don’t get hooked on Vimes, I don’t see them enjoying anything in the Discworld series.

It is never quiet enough in my house to hear myself think without difficulty, so it definitely never gets quiet enough for that.

I was in a group that traveled the country and stayed in school gyms over the summer. I can tell you, the worst school bathroom I had to poop in had a combination of all the worst things:

The toilet paper came out one piece at a time, like a napkin box at a restaurant but facing down. It was also this super thin ply.

The “stalls” were actually just small walls that went up to your shoulder (when sitting) and forward to your knees (when sitting).

They had a mirror running the full wall opposite the “stalls,” so you had nothing to look at but the wall of dudes pooping or furiously pulling individual tissues of tp out.

AT A HIGH SCHOOL. That shit should be considered abuse. I am so sorry for anyone who had to go to that bullshit school.

I’ve got an… overly simplified answer:

To a bigot, your challenges are annoying so they would avoid talking with you. So if you do want to engage with them, constantly (and aggressively) challenging their bigotry will prevent that. But why would you want to interact with bigots unless you absolutely had to? Their bigotry chafes you as much or more than your challenges chafe them. But also, if you live in some backwater place, and constantly seeking out and challenging bigotry means everybody around you wants nothing to do with you, then you’re going to have a rough time.

In the same way, a vegan person challenging your dietary choices chafes you, and they may feel (and you may understand) that they have every reason to make the challenge, but it still is likely to prevent you wanting to engage with them. If most people around them are not vegan, and they seek out opportunities to challenge people, they’re going to have a bad time.

But I also think there is a big difference between being in the minority and seeking out opportunities to challenge people (e.g. vegans in meat-eating society) and being the majority and seeking out opportunities to challenge people (e.g. religious area and self-righteous pricks starting conversations by asking if you are worried about going to hell).

If you can legally work, you should be able to legally vote!

You would just change the time you consider “working and living hours” based on when daylight is for you, e.g. if sunrise is at 1400 (instead of, say, 0700), your “day” would be from 1400 to 2300.

Where I live it would cost at least twice that. The veggie burgers would be about $12 per pack of two, buns would be around $9 (but only come in a 4 pack) and the Danish would probably be $8 or $9.

Real beef is still way cheaper. A pack of probably 15 patties is around $40.

I live in Alaska. Frozen stuff is a premium. And otherwise prices are all over the place, and supply depends on what came on the barge.

In Final Fantasy XIV, the Shadowbringers expansion (HUGE SPOILERS AHEAD). Through the vanilla game, and then two expansions, you’re either directly or indirectly fighting the Big Bad Guys, whose motivations, history, and abilities are largely unknown to you.

But in Shadowbringers, one of them just kind of… hangs around. Not in the nefarious cloaked form, but as a hyper-powerful sometimes companion that you’re not strong enough to fight, and you can use the little help he gives, even if you don’t understand his motivation.

Then, over the course of the expansion, you learn more about the guy, learn why he and his group are doing what they do, and as horrible as it seems, it makes perfect sense. And from an objective, 3rd person view, he’s right. He even takes you to the Final Day of his world… and the beginning of yours. But even though he’s existed for thousands of years and has seen the entire history of your world, he’s finally at the point where he can see your side. But he can’t stop, because he’s fighting to fix his world. And you can’t stop, because you have to save yours. And the irony is that both are trying to save the same people, the same world, but either of you winning means the end of one or the other’s version of it (think a reverse Tuvix situation).

It was just such a deep feeling to know the other side was right, but still having to fight against them because it would be wrong not to.

Also the music slaps. Especially after summoning 7 other “fragments” of yourself to give Big Man a smackdown.

So what does he mean by “private property” if he’s not talking about the things normal people own?