This is privileged tantrum-having.
My tantrums were never property destructive. I grew up poor and I would have been murdered for that. I rage plenty, but never outwardly toward objects.
My tantrums, instead, were and have continued to be personally destructive. I make people hate me, I ruin all the things that matter.
I bit bread like this once and I can still vividly taste it.
I’ve accidentally eaten various kinds of mold several dozen times in my life, and in some cases I could barely tell. Slightly dirt flavor. That’s the dangerous mold.
I was also in my 30s when I found out some people don’t know what mildew smells like. They know the sour smell in clothes, but don’t realize it’s mildew. My partner was one such person, and they -still- don’t care but that smell drives me bonkers.
Unrelated because I didn’t eat them, but it reminded me of the time I made cookies (specifically Russian tea cookies, aka snowballs) and put them directly in the freezer without letting them dry out, and it was humid enough in the container that months later when I went to eat one, they had tiny adorable mushrooms on them.
I’m sorry if it came off that way; I didn’t think anything of it, my reply was more just “I haven’t experienced that but I believe you so genuinely thanks for the added info” :)
I genuinely appreciate when people share information with me, especially if it’s from a perspective I don’t have, so I appreciate the time you took, not once but twice, to pass on information, not just to me but to anyone else who might read it.
However, in my area a no soliciting sign covers basically everything except politics and census. Anyone who knocks on or leaves garbage at a door with a no-soliciting sign can and should be reported, and if they keep getting reported, they get fined, lose their permit, or can be sued for trespassing. It doesn’t matter if they are selling junk or selling religion, it’s still a solicitor according to local law, and is therefore not allowed. One of the few things we do right here.
This definition isn’t from my specific local laws, as I can’t easily find those online, but is reasonably close so I’m linking it anyway, and these increased regulations are all over the place, not just my state/area. I know these regulations because I did canvassing and figured I should brush up on it since the people in charge were not from the area and were giving bad advice.
The code defines solicitor as any person who distributes literature, who is obtaining information or opinions, who is seeking to obtain contributions of money, services, property, or financial assistance of any kind, or who is attempting to promote any cause or conviction. … Both Solicitors and Transient Merchants are restricted to a time period of 9:00 am-9:00 pm and cannot call upon a dwelling with a posted No Soliciting sign.
https://www.villageoffoxpoint.com/391/Peddlers-Solicitors-Transient-Merchants
I’ve never had anyone follow up, and I’ve been using this strategy for decades.
However my experience is not universal, so fair enough and thanks for the info.
Though these days I have an hand-written “no soliciting, no exceptions” sign and that keeps basically everyone away.
I tell anyone who comes by that I was disfellowshipped/excommunicated (depending on what group they are from), and that they probably don’t want to be talking to me.
They never come back. I think they blacklist the address when that happens, because they genuinely aren’t supposed to talk to you if you’ve been kicked out of the church, I guess.
That’s why it stays unplugged except when in use.
Taking no chances.
Usually both, in my experience.
You’ll have fans for plants that firm up stems and stuff, in addition to helping with transpiration.
Then you’ll have fans or passive vents near the highest point that move air outside, usually for the sake of venting excess heat and humidity. If you live somewhere cold, these probably stay closed through colder times and are active/open only during the height of summer (these are often the passive vents). If you live somewhere warm, it’ll probably always be active fan-driven, and usually running.
A lot of people have their ventilation system hooked to climate control sensors, so it only engages when it crosses a certain threshold.
That tortoise is like “omg! Mom look! I told you I’d fly someday! Look how fast I am!”
It’s true. That media is called “the media”.
The whole machine is designed to influence low information investments, it’s just that that doesn’t stop at stocks.
I mean yeah, dishes are the actual worst.
I misread what you wrote. My bad.
I’ve only ever heard that they open it from the nub end rather than the stem end, and growing up I only say people open bananas from the stem end. Idk if that’s changed, I’m certainly not paying attention.
I open bananas from the butt end. It’s much easier. Nothing to do with manual dexterity, you just pinch the very tip where that little gross nub nobody eats is, and it splits right open. No smooshed banana top, no bend-but-not-open.
We are 100% the dumb ones on that.
I was honestly ready to whine about the timing and this not making sense… but no, turns out my timeline, despite being based on books that were supposed to be well-researched, was way off. And indeed the first chatter about mobile phones was around 1908. Til.
Have some Wikipedia https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/History_of_mobile_phones
Fluffy pants are beautiful thank you.
The floor definitely gives you a new perspective.
To be clear, those are usually for any handicap, as they are outfitted with wheelchair access and usually have extra adults riding along to help.
They are (or at least were in my area at that time) much more comfortable, similar to public transit busses. I got to ride along with a friend with a muscular problem on one a few times in the late 90s early noughties and it was lux.
That article has a lot of “alleged” for something there’s a video of…
I got weird rotary phone, GameCube, then that funeral video. I sort of thought this was some millennial meme I’m too out of the loop to understand. Lemmy is full of those.
Bribery seems like such a quaint, old-timey thing to be punished for strongly enough to warrant suicide… (in the us anyway)
Well below freezing, best I can tell. That was the only time I’ve ever seen anything like that. But it was way back when I was living in a shitty apartment (14 years ago) with whatever shitty appliances they had. Really hard to say.