(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.

My mom’s philosophy: Life isn’t fair.

My philosophy: Life’s as fair as people make it.

She’s the type to see issues and say, “Someone should do something about that.” I’m the type to respond with, “You are someone. You should do something.”

Thank fuck my dad’s not that way. When he sees an animal stuck in a road, he pulls over and rescues them. He came home one day with three baby bunnies that he found in a highway median, swaddled in his shirt. My mom would’ve seen the rabbits, thought, “That’s so sad, someone should rescue them,” and kept driving.

That sounds similar to AAA, pronounced “Triple A.” In the US, it’s an optional “club” that provides emergency road service to members. I’ve had to rely on it before, and recommend it for those who drive a used car (which can have unforeseen issues in the works.)

With the post indicating that it was a kid’s birthday, I thought the same thing. They may be buying supplies for an entire party. Walking home in summer heat carrying a cake (that should probably be refrigerated) doesn’t sound easy, but add in the kids (are they big enough to help carry things? Or are the kids so little that they need to be carried?) and the rest of the supplies the family bought, and it easily adds up. Then we have roads that aren’t designed for walking, no public transit options, and who knows how far they had to travel to get back home.

I struggled with some potted houseplants last year. Come winter, I assumed they’d all died so I just gave up.

But this spring, one of the plants bounced back stronger than ever. All it took was some tender, loving neglect. It’s still thriving on my porch right now.

Ontario has a lot to offer, even besides Niagara Falls. People who prefer cities can always find something to do in art-filled Toronto, which always strikes me with its cleanliness (I’m accustomed to NYC.) There are adventurous restaurants, lots of events, and public transit that makes it easy to visit if you’re staying in a nearby suburb (though I can’t speak to the prices, as it’s been a while since I’ve been there.)

There are forests and mountains to explore for outdoorsy types. I used to go camping up in Killarney, north of the Georgian Bay. There are crystal-clear lakes and pink mountains out there that provide incredible views. Algonquin National Park is another great option for campers and outdoorsy types.

I wish someday to visit Ontario again. I have a lot of good memories from that place.

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…

Mississippi has many drive through daiquiris bars also.

Looks like we just found another piece of the puzzle. Thanks for checking on that! I didn’t know Mississippi also had them, but it’s all making sense now.

3,300 per month. So ~110 per day? Across the world? That’s amazing.

I wish I could see the breakdown on sales by state, or even better, by county. I see them a lot in my east coast region, and I know people see them a lot in areas of California. I wonder how many weren’t sold in coastal, and/or blue areas.

I love your detailed take on this! You sound like a pb&J connoisseur and I am honored to have received some of your wisdom. I know a nice local place where I can get some locally-made apple butter, so I know what I’ll be trying next.

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.

It might be. I’m in the US, and it seems to be the default here.

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.)