(I lived.)

Phew Thank you for that closure.

To any prospective and new parents stumbling onto this thread: Turn back. NOW.

This thread will give you nightmare fuel. You have been warned.

I accidentally slammed my picky toe into a corner once and I’m pretty sure I broke it. But I was scared to tell my parents, so I just wore socks around the house until it healed.

I don’t think it healed properly either. If I feel the edges of my picky toes, I can feel a difference between my right and left. Using standard anatomical terms of location for clarity, the toe that got injured has a pointier joint on the medial edge, with the distal bone of the pinky turning slightly more laterally than the uninjured toe bone does. It doesn’t hurt today and doesn’t cause me any issues, as far as I can tell.

It still sucks that I’m not the only one who felt the need to hide an injury as a child.

Oof, this happened when my family went tubing down the Delaware River. It was the first time in my life that I was grateful women’s bathing suits include a top, as I got burnt horribly, but I didn’t end up with as much burn as the guys in my party all did. My poor, Canadian boyfriend looked like a tomato at the end.

For sale: baby shoes, never worn

It’s a famous “six-word story” that is usually attributed to Ernest Hemingway. This meme’s framing is a reference/parody of it.

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If I wanted that, I’d use the hand-held shower head.

Knock-offs include: Steamed Clams and the Albany-exclusive Steamed Hams.

Even if all the original copypasta were true, they’d still be more useful and less harmful than billionaires. So if you still need something to throw rocks at…

This is a really good question. I suspect the color in the image has been enhanced. I’ve been trying to find a scientific reason that the clouds could appear blue, but haven’t found anything conclusive.

However, I did find a NASA page with raw images of Jupiter.

Here’s a raw image:

Here’s an image that’s been color-enhanced:

It’s not uncommon for space images to be color-enhanced. On the one hand, it may feel less authentic. On the other hand, the visible light levels in space may be insufficient for our expectations and uses anyway. Although I don’t know the origin of the picture at the top of this page, I know that it’s common practice for space photos to be enhanced. In fact they’re often taken in non-visible spectrums and fully converted to something humans can see and comprehend. Ever see detailed, colorful photos of galaxies? They were probably taken in X-ray and colorized in processing. Cool as it would be, you wouldn’t see those colors in real life.

Cost to dispose of it is greater than zero.

I was looking for a comment mentioning this. If it’s a rural area, the local waste management facility might take a trek to get to. If you have to make multiple trips, or rent/hire a vehicle to get rid of something (like having to tow an old car), the time and cost can add up.

So if it’s not accepted with a typical trash pick-up, it’s still gotta be somewhere, even if you don’t want it anymore. Keeping it on your own property is at least more ethical than dumping it in the woods somewhere (though you’ll find plenty of that in some areas, too.)

I have no opinion on this, but I know someone else who does:

Ugh, the “swipe” is the worst feature for every company to jump on. I get paralyzed between, “What if they just took a bad picture? I don’t know enough about them and dismissing them for a bad photo could mean missing out,” and “What if I’m swiping right on a creep and don’t realize it? Now they’ll know my picture, my name, where I live, and they’ll think I’m definitely interested.”

I haven’t used it in a couple years, but I did meet my current boyfriend on OK Cupid. I’m poly, and I met my girlfriend last year on a queer dating/social app called Lex. The cool thing with Lex is that it’s text-based, originally modeled off of old newspaper classified ads. You get to know people through them voicing their thoughts and asking original questions. No pressure to “swipe or get off the pot,” you can get to know someone through comments on posts before sending a message. It’s a smaller community (as expected for queer folk) so I don’t know how popular it is outside of highly populated areas. It’s not for everyone, but if you’re in the LGBTQ+ community and sick of being forced to make snap-judgements about strangers who might end up being a massive part of your life, it’s a relief.

I know you don’t want to hear “it depends,” but there is no one rule that would cover all art. Some art is made to communicate specific ideas. Some art is made simply out of self-expression, without intent for any particular audience. Both are valid.

If I doodle in my notebook, it’s for the artist (me.) However, I also draw and paint to communicate specific emotions. I made a painting while listening to “September” by Earth, Wind and Fire, with the intent to capture the energy and joy the song sends through me. I don’t expect anyone to immediately connect the image with the specific song, but since it’s a lively concert scene, my hope is that the emotion that inspired the art comes across to an audience.

Sometimes I’ll make something more abstract, intentionally left open to interpretation. I may have my own thoughts about such pieces, but ultimately I want the viewer to find their own meaning.

In reality, everything is up to the audience. There will always be people who interpret things in their own way, independent of the artist’s intentions. We can’t control what others will think, but learning to tolerate and/or accept people who “don’t get it” is a stage all artists have to go through. I’ve come to accept that there is no one perfect mode of communication, so if I intend to communicate something specific, it’s on me as the artist to put effort into making that message clear.

Rent costs half a month’s pay, so that checks out.

The only one we have left is grim.

If so, then

Maybe it is required to be inhumane to be a billionaire

Thank you, this was my thought as well. I’m a woman, and it took until my mid-20s (and having an experience with another woman) for me to truly learn what sex is all about. Now in my 30s, I’d say most people I date are “experienced” at sex.

A teenager messing around with another teenager has a tiny bit of “experience,” but to think that’s the same as the sexual experience as adult has is naive. Teenagers still think porn is accurate, whereas sexually experienced adults know what to actually do.

We use Chromebooks at my work (along with the whole Google suite), and we are bound by the rules of HIPAA. Without a way to opt out of this AI crap, I increasingly worry about what all of this means for our clients’ privacy. Especially with this administration, with RFK deadset on targeting people with disabilities.

I’m not sure how that link is relevant to the question?