Someone I know who loved her cat in a way that I don’t understand, and I love cats, insisted on showing me a picture of the expensive, elaborate silk-lined coffin she got for her cat with the dead cat lying in it. I… yeah.

If tortellini counts, that’s my preference.

I used to have a kitty who drooled when she was happy. (She passed a few years ago.) She was a grumpy thing, but occasionally she would deign to give us some love and get some in return, and after a few minutes she’d shake her head and it would go flying everywhere, lol. Sometimes I wonder if she liked living with us, being so grumpy at times, but she must not have totally hated it.

You could say we bought our Teslas “for the environment” in a way, though a bit roundabout. When we bought them (2018), it was after having previously leasing a Leaf which had shit mileage and poor performance over 40mph. We wanted to signal to the industry with our dollars that we wanted the EV movement to succeed. Because apparently money is the only thing they listen to. We knew full well that EVs were only a step toward a greener future or whatever but we wanted the industry to take that step and understand that being environmentally friendlier was important.

I’ve seen so many attempts at justification for that one online but I can’t help but think that those people just don’t want to admit that they’re wrong.

Apparently what he meant was that the kind of character Ben Stiller is known for playing would be a great representation of G. Gordon Liddy, not that Ben Stiller is a nazi. (phew.)

I lived in LA (admittedly 20 years ago) and the traffic was bad, but the one thing that made up for it was that people who drove like assholes also knew what they were doing. They don’t leave a cushion so if you want to get over, you have to force it, and you have to know exactly how much you can get away with. Don’t get me wrong, there were certainly accidents, but fewer than I would have expected given the population. No data though; this is just my memory. It’s probably different now.

My aunt’s kid is my cousin. My cousin’s kid and my kid are second cousins.

It’s essentially finding the most recent common ancestor. My cousins and I share grandparents. Second cousins share great-grandparents, and so on.

“Once removed” and such refers to generational differences. So, my first cousin’s kid is my first cousin once removed, and my kid’s second cousin.

I’m honestly not sure which party you’re talking about. It’s just vague enough…

Man none of my dreams ever make sense. They’re not usually true nightmares, but occasionally. They’re never fun or relaxing, they’re always a little bit WTF, but somehow my brain still tells me, yeah sure, this is all real! And then I wake up confused. Always been that way. I’m jealous of people who have nice dreams. I’d rather have none at all rather than the junk my brain throws at me.

Yeeeessss sorry, it didn’t feel right but my memory is not great and it’s been probably 15 years, so thank you for the assist!

You’re not wrong though

I’m gonna say it… feel free to eviscerate me…

Babylon 5 was too melodramatic for me. I hated Vir but by my memory, his and G’Kar’s acting in the final seasons was admittedly a master class. Everyone else was overdoing it, especially Delenn.

41 and had to look it up. My parents watched that show though! I remember that they watched it but nothing else about it.

*Dropping the comfort bar on a passing chair, resulting in the people who were about to sit in said chair to get bowled over into the pit.

I’m guessing this was a grown adult? I volunteer at my kids’ school and I’ve seen some extremely impulsive behavior from eight year olds where they clearly didn’t think about what would happen if they pulled some stunt that popped into their heads. Dropping the comfort bar sounds like that kind of thing. No thought about who it might affect; just hey, that’s something to do. It’s not even something cool, it’s just something. Like WTF???

Interesting— growing up in California, I feel differently. I’ve never seen a tornado before but I think I’d be way more spooked by that than an earthquake. But I’ve been through plenty of earthquakes, including in the middle of the night when they woke me up, so they don’t really phase me. The only scary thing is that, unlike weather, you don’t know they’re coming. But they’re also over pretty quick (usually).

This is mine too. I was six and lived in San Jose also. I don’t remember the earthquake itself but I have very vivid memories of the rest of the day, talking to neighbors, cooking dinner with the propane camp stove, candles, and hazy TV after midnight when the power finally came back on.

That’s funny; my thigh hair is so thin I don’t even bother, even in the summer. Meanwhile my calf hair is darker and more obvious so that’s what I shave.

Less than two weeks for me! I used to floss really regularly but for some reason I dropped the habit a few years ago. I just went to the dentist a week and a half ago, and since he mentioned it, I thought, yeah, let’s pick it back up and try to reset the habit. I already hate the feel of not flossing after brushing; it just feels so much cleaner! Can’t believe I ever dropped it. I must have been going through a spell of exhaustion.

You think some of the right-wingers who decry climate change will adopt EVs via Tesla since Elon sucks up to their guy now?