

I’m a physical substation designer, and people ask me if I can do electrician stuff.
No, I can’t, and don’t ask me anything about electricity, thanks.


I’m a physical substation designer, and people ask me if I can do electrician stuff.
No, I can’t, and don’t ask me anything about electricity, thanks.


I moved to AZ and I can now tell who is from here and who moved in from out of state by how they pronounce the town name Prescott.
I’ve tried. I want to be a journaler so bad, but I can’t keep it up at all. I either get bored or I get too detailed and it takes too long to write down one entry, so I stopped trying.
I was better at bullet journaling, but only slightly.


I was 17 and went to a fancy private art collage in a high COL city, all on student loans. This was 2003-2006. I’m still $40k in debt, and I burnt out and didn’t finish.
I did go back to school for something else, for free, so I ended up okay in terms of a degree, but all these years later and I have only half my student loans paid off. That’s crazy.


Yeah, but I think it’s also because Republicans are downloading it and using it to spread fake ice raid claims, to confuse. So, I don’t think the numbers are necessarily because people hate ice or whatever.
Guess we’ll see.


Well, I could have gone my whole life not knowing this. :(


I always called this “The Jetsons style,” I had no idea there was an actual name for it.


Ashley Furniture has some good ones for reasonable prices. I had to get one for my mom, and she loves it.


Ah. Came here to say, for sure a Motel 6, but I can’t remember which one. I was road tripping from NJ to CA. Could have been the same one, we were taking a northern route.
I’m a woman. I usually sleep commando to give everything down there some breathing room.
This specific motel 6 though, its the only hotel I’ve ever refused to sleep commando in. I needed a barrier between me and those sheets.


Chip’s Challenge:

Commander Keen:

Can’t forget good ol’ Ski Free:



That has nothing to do with dying from sleep deprivation. It doesn’t matter what keeps you awake, you’ll still die.


So like, murder suicide,? Was he hoping sleep deprivation would kill her before him? Or was he flexing his pecs in his sleep?
I think at some point, her body would no longer care about the pec flexes and she’d just fall asleep.


I haven’t seen it much in the last year or so, but Corporate Memphis art style in any and all tech was causing so much rage inside of me. I’m so relieved it’s not so much a thing anymore, but for a few years it was everywhere.


I am straight. Some men just enjoy shorter women.


I’m a 5’7 woman. Yes, I’ve been rejected a couple times because I’m on the taller side.


Robin Williams was my first big celebrity cry.


Does it not bother you that you don’t catch what things look like as you read? If you’re skipping description, of say, a lake, do you just… Assume it looks like a lake you’ve seen in the past? What if the description plays heavy into the plot, like the water is, idk, yellow and boiling. That doesn’t matter to you?


I taught children’s martial arts for a long time, and the best way to teach the younger ones is to face them and do the thing on the opposite side. I had to, for many years say stuff like: “step out with your RIGHT foot” while simultaneously stepping with my left,
Let me tell you, the number of wrong turns I take when someone is giving directions is so embarrassing. I have to really concentrate and like… feel which hand is my right hand.


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In 2017 my mom and I took a week long trip to Iceland. It was amazing, 10/10, will go again.
However, we went on this hike up into the mountains to find this hot spring river. About halfway there I see this outcropping from the trail that overlooks the gully below. I hand my mom my phone and tell her I’m going to walk out there and to snap a picture of me. So I head out there and its cool. Not narrow or seemingly dangerous in anyway.
As I’m standing out there, a wind kicks up out of nowhere. Picks me up off the trail, feet and all. Like, I was literally weightless. It was just for a few seconds, only a few cm off the ground, but I knew it would carry me over the edge and into the gully below, and I couldn’t do anything.
Instead, it set me back on my feet and was gone as soon as it came. I walked back to my mom and thanked her and said nothing about what just happened, I didn’t want to scare her. But I stuck to the main trail after that.
I can’t really explain how unnerving it is to be weightless like that on earth, where gravity is king. I became immediately helpless. If that wind had lasted longer, I could have easily been flung over the edge without being able to do anything about it.