The I Miss the Old Days Complaint Thread
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Complaint: Small dogs: For several years (when I was young-er & athletic) I rode bicycle around Melbourne (central east coast), Florida. There was one corner property where a couple of free-roaming little yapper dogs would launch themselves at my unprotected heels. (In Florida, many normal people wear flip-flops while riding bicycle) Got me good once.
However, I did manage to slip my foot under one and fling it (not kick it) back into the yard a subsequent time, and cursed out the flabbergasted owner. I don't feel sorry at all.
No sir, don't like small dogs. Give me a cat anytime.
Actually cats can nip your heels if you are walking near them.
Oh my there is a spider in my windowsill. oh wait it is the one that broke off a hair clip.
So I had long thought it was just stupid to have age restrictions for movies. I had thought I would never have a problem with my own kids, or anybody else's, watching a movie with naked people or killing or anything else. But I have come to realize there were two movies I had seen at a very early age that messed me up fairly well. I don't know the name of the first one. It was some strange horror movie on Cinemax. The second one was a vampire movie called "The Lost Boys". Maybe that one was on HBO. Maybe I just shouldn't have watched HBO or Cinemax. But the same thing happened in both movies. Both movies had a scene that made me unable to eat spaghetti for years. And I mean this happened to me twice. Two times in my life that I wasn't able to eat spaghetti for years. I really liked spaghetti. Upon reflecting on all this, I came to the conclusion it absolutely is possible that a movie can be bad for a very young person with a vivid enough imagination. I still have that imagination and sometimes I can't eat boiled eggs. Anyway, after growing up and figuring out what people are doing, I came to the conclusion people can also sneak propaganda into movies, and that's another reason kids shouldn't watch just anything. Especially if something pretty bad in that movie looks in any way similar to their favorite food.
Yes, so... along with having a vivid imagination, another thing that has been consistent about me is I've always liked getting home. It was mindblowing to me to find that I now have coworkers who get to work early, stay late, and rarely miss a day because they view it as an escape from being at home. I think most of them have a spouse who either wants to be away from them or who they want to be away from. But aside from being unable to keep a man long enough to need time away from one, I've been socially awkward in public and always happy at home. And when I was a little kid, sometimes I would run down the street on the way home from school. I just had no lack of energy for running, and it would get me home faster. Other times I would just walk, and by the time I was done imagining adventures, I'd be home. One time, my running managed to trigger a couple of dogs to chase me. Two comically small dogs that I probably could have defeated even at that age and size. But just like a cat, I was triggered to escape the dogs at all cost. So now instead of running home, I was running for my life from these tiny twin dogs. I really don't know who looked more ridiculous between me and the dogs.
I knew coworkers like that, one had 2 autistic sons one with downs syndrome as well and an abusive husband (he treated the boys OK) so she was always early and never in a hurry to leave
and my work sucked
...when I was living back in Seattle many years ago there was this obnoxious little toy poodle like creature at the house next door which would come running out in the yard to yap and snarl up a storm every evening when I came home from work . It would yap so incessantly I expected it to either keel over from hyperventilating or possibly explode in a puff of white fur.
Well one Friday after a tough week, it came running out yapping as usual and I was in no mood to deal with it so I stopped, stared at it, and hissed like a cat. It abruptly stopped it's ears perked up and then it hightailed around the house to the back yard. After that it never came out to bother me again and whenever it saw me it just stayed quietly by the side of the neighbour's house never daring to venture into the front yard.
I do wake up coughing at night.
Do you sleep on your back?
Waking up in a coffin at night can be a symptom of early-onset vampirism.
Especially if I'm hankering for the fresh blood of that annoying housemate.
Non-complaint: Orange or lime Jello with Mandarin Orange segments. Mmmm... Jello.
Almost every week I make a bowl for light snacking or simple dessert.
Not quite a complaint: Raspberry Jello. Meh, OK, but I ended up with a box accidentally.
Complaint: Liquid raspberry Jello and Mandarin Orange segments dripping throughout my refrigerator.
The bowl of liquid had cooled in the refrigerator for an hour and I pulled it out to add the Mandarin Orange segments, but on the way back into the refrigerator, the rim of the bowl slipped from my thumb, and sloshed a few ounces of liquid and oranges onto my cheese, hamburg, eggs, on the wires of one rack and pooled on the solid bottom shelf but inconveniently letting some slip around the edges, down underneath into the potato bin. Arghhh....
So, I did the obvious and quickly paniced, cursed a blue streak, ran to the sink to angrily yank a few paper towels from the rack mounted under the overhead cabinet, and broke the towel rack's end pivot, dropping the whole roll of paper towels into the dishwater. (*sigh*)
I managed to save most of the Jello still in the bowl, and have cleared out & cleaned up the refrigerator (needed cleaning anyway), Time to buy a new paper towel dispenser. Wheee... shopping.
Wisdom of Age: Old age is much less stressful if you:
1) Never move quickly(your body isn't built for it anymore).
2) Never take short cuts(plan & execute all steps in correct order, two hands carry two things, no more).
3) Never curse while fixing your mistake (causes you to violate rule #'s 1 & 2).
4) Remind yourself of these rules every time you screw up.
Non-complaint: But I have to admit, "Bounty" paper towels suck up a lot of dishwater very quickly.
...the "quicker picker upper".
Complaint: Father's Day is always rough. My dad was not a great person and he left this world some time ago, but it's always painful to see other people posting tributes to their own pretty-great dads.
Other complaint: Apparently Nielsen decided to break up with me today. The little meter I carry around with me keeps telling me to call a toll-free number, which ominously announces itself as the "equipment recovery" line of something like that. I guess they want their things back, but nary an email to announce it. The "recovery line" is closed today, anyway.
Non-complaint: It's beautiful outside, and not raining.
I think I'm going to play the pretend to sleep game. However I took a trazadone, so it won't be pretending too long, but actually sleeping.
I was a Nielsen household for a few years. I finally told them to come and pick up their wicker baskets of cobbled together devices and cables necessary to monitor all my TVs & computers. I needed the room, and the pittance appreciation gift every few months wasn't doing the trick for me anymore.
I had a good father, and have a good mother. But both Mother's Day and Father's Day are difficult for me too. It's because (and I hate telling people this, especially when it would be so easy to lie about it online) ...it's because my children are imaginary. So on those two holidays everybody else has kids saying how great they are and I get nothing. Sometimes it was especially difficult for me when nieces and nephews I had spent lots of time and money on (because their parent's didn't) would go on the social networks talking about how their parents are everything to them and not acknowledging me at all. There were times I felt like telling them the only people they should ask for help are the people they acknowledge on those two days. I have a friend who felt like I do. And she gave birth to a child who only lived a few hours. That didn't make Mother's Day any easier for her, with all the other people's kids gushing over them.
At my workplace, they like us to list an emergency contact so they have somebody to pick up the body if anybody gets killed or whatever. I once listed one of my imaginary kids as an emergency contact. I didn't think it actually mattered unless you get killed. But my manager came over to me and said she didn't realize I had any kids, particularly one old enough to be an emergency contact. I made a mistake I often make, and told her the truth. First she thought I was joking about imaginary kids. Then she realized I was serious, and I believe she determined I was crazy or an idiot or something. She never spoke to me again.
I can't think of any lighhearted conclusion for this. Perhaps it's fitting since I'm imaginary myself... just another gussied up acorn in some lunatic's field. I should delete this whole thing but then it will be saved as a draft forever if I don't post it.
my kids are real
however they do have fur and use a litter box
NylonGirl your feelings are valid and are precisely the reason I never bothered involving myself in the lives of any of my relatives kids
aside from the fact all my relatives are considerably better off than I am anyway
we are not close but I am a loner anyway, by choice
What am I doing? It is a little after 4 in the morning.
No, it's 11:26, almost noon.
one mysterious product if filtered low to high and 2 misplaced ones
Swam's Alina Hair has vanished from the store. All their other products seem to be still there.
The product page is now an Ooops.
Doc page is here
http://docs.daz3d.com/doku.php/public/read_me/index/49103/start
Any ideas as to why? or where I could get hold of it?
There's nothing wrong with imaginary kids. Kids are complex. (*mathematicians can groan now*)
I too am a loner. No kids. The relatives I'd like to hang out with are all doctors who live in Florida, but up here in western NY State, I'm just the college boy, city hippie who doesn't like guns or drive a truck, talks in fancy words, lost most of his money trying to keep his gay lover alive, spent the rest of it on a cathartic mid-life-crisis motorcycle adventure afterwards, and retired destitute and in shame during the IT collapse after 9/11, and crawled back to hometown where life isn't expensive.
Yet, some people do well as loners. I do.
I had male roommates ever since my first year of college, but I never really clicked with anybody until my Max
came along. We couldn't have been more different, but we clicked. Now that he's gone (30 years) I actually prefer now to be alone, no pets to disturb my on-shelf collectables, no roommates to "tidy up" things for me, etc. But also, nobody to trim my toenails or scratch my back, or massage my feet. I can keep myself entertained, but sitting home alone has not kept me from talking to the TV, especially at the newscasters who take the brunt of my rude comments. Also, living alone, I find that I still talk to myself internally, and often spend many minutes having an internal lecture reminding myself about how some scientific principle works. Or trying to comprehend things that nobody fully understands, yet..
I also spend extended moments mentally practicing how to explain scientific things to other people. But, up here, out in the country, away from the college, government, and industry crowd, I never find anyone interested in listening for longer than 10 words of two syllables or less. It's tough being a lime in an apple barrel.
Non-complaint: Speaking of things nobody fully understands yet... I'm very excited to see that after 70 years of failure trying to merge the Quantum and the Classical world theories, they're starting to seriously question the nature of spacetime yet again. I saw that problem 20 years ago but who am I to chide them, they've got real math on their side, I just have intuition and a feeling and some thought experiments. I'm also very excited with discovering that Roger Penrose's "CCC" theory (Conformal Cyclic Cosmology) is based on a similar premise that I ruminated about 10 years ago, before I'd even heard of Roger Penrose. i.e. what happens when all matter has decomposed to energy in the unimaginably far future in an "infinitely" expanded Universe? With only energy, it's all "moving" at the speed of light, but "moving" has no meaning anymore because there is nothing to "move" between, nothing to measure, so no space, no time. Bingo, "the Universe forgets how big it is" (Penrose's words, not mine) and becomes effectively, a "Big Bang" starting a new Universe.
He's even addressed the entropy problem. Too many details to continue here, but if you can find one of his full lectures from 10 or so years ago, and can put up with his rambling side comments and his old man mumbling(he's 91 now), and listen to them a few times, it makes a lot of sense. Of course others disagree but recently, the CCC theory has been getting more and more press. I've said it before "In some situations, space and time are irrelevant". Now, some of the best minds are suggesting that Spacetime is emergent, not fundamental. I'm glad they've caught up with me. Mwaaa-ha-haa
Here's one of the best recorded of Penrose's lectures about CCC but here he's talking a lot about the entropy problem, there are other lectures that expound more on the "Conformal Geometry" part of it that is the basis for his theory, but some of the most informative early lectures are poorly recorded.
There are lots of more recent, shorter, partial explanations and interviews with Penrose, about this CCC theory. And of course, his book "Cycles of Time" covers it well.
Roger Penrose lecture
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And as for a lecture that touches on the concept of emergent Spacetime, here's one, but it's a bit deep. I gave up after the first hour. Gotta go study up on group theory and ruminate on those ideas for a while before listening again.
I'm trying to be brave. I'm going to try to get my Covid vaccine. But first I need to catch the bus.
Never catch a bus, they are very heavy and if someone (presumably an evil supervillain) throws one at you, just dodge out of the way... and if you for some reason have superpowers, please don't catch the bus if it has people in it, you are far more likely to injure them that way than if it lands naturally, because at least it may bleed off some speed and momentum before impact, as opposed to the sudden catastrophic deceleration catching it will cause.
But good luck with the shot.
I didn't get the shot as the Walgreens pharmacy was closed when I got there. Of course, it opened after I left to retrieve my missing phone at a bus stop.
good news I got my phone back!
Maybe you should change the passwords that were in the phone now.
Dana
No children, never married, male. Big time loner after my (great) parents died. Until my only brother (no sisters) moved in with me. Love his company. I moved his youngest daughter (he has six kids) into a second home I inherited. Nice to have someone to check in on us.
We also have two cats and two dogs. I don't often feel lonely, but I do miss our parents - I was their caretaker for years.
Happy Monday!
...yeah been on my own since my early college days. back in the 70s. Had enough of "roomie" drama (particularly after the last stint), and pleased to have my own (albeit small") place with nobody hogging the loo while taking 20 min showers, using my cookware and dishes and not cleaning them (some times breaking them as well) stealing my food, keeping me awake at night with arguments, loud music, video games etc, and often allowing the kitchen to turn into a superfund site.
Pretty much was sort of a loner most of my life anyway and actually preferred it (still do).
I remember the movie Hocus Pocus. The lead young girl was going to give a kitty diet of milk and tuna. She thought that the cat would be the most spoiled kitty ever. No actual, kitty will be a pampered but with high malnutritioned with major upset digestive system. One, tuna alone isn't enough for a cat's diet. The milk will reck havoc on the naturally lactose intolerant cat.
Some might ask why would a cat want something unhealthy for them? I could cross asking by saying why do humans eat a lot of junk food and drink a lot of soda? Just because the animal or person desires a food or drink doesn't mean it is good for them!