Could you share your knowledge here? I clicked this thread expecting to find instructions to help us follow your advice.

That’s like asking why so many anime women have massive titties. Fan service, obvs.

How many times have you seen a commenter on here say, “Fuck Reddit”? OP’s just giving the viewers what they want.

Depends. How are you eating? Are you meticulously separating your food and eating it in a particular order? Do you break apart your tator tots into tiny bits, or do you pull the chocolate chips out of your muffins to eat them separately? Maybe you eat all the green veggie straws, then all the yellows, then all the orange ones, never deviating from that pattern?

It’s fascinating looking around the lunch room in a school for autistic children.

I am an “always hot” kind of person, and I have similar reservations about this technique.

I sleep under a flat sheet, usually with a leg poking out. I have a second, cotton blanket that I can layer on top of my torso if the flat sheet isn’t enough, but to cover my entire body with the cotton blanket would be too hot most nights. Unless it’s the dead of winter or I have a fever, I need to be able to free a leg out from under the blankets at any given time. Being wrapped up like in this image would make falling/staying asleep even harder.

It’s also why I don’t make my bed. Tucking the blanket under the sides of the bed just means having to undo it all when it’s time to sleep. Besides, it doesn’t make much sense to “make a bed” when you don’t use a comforter.

The timid conundrum: anyone else ever say “excuse me” in such a small voice that nobody hears you? Then you end up looking like a jerk who didn’t say anything as you squeeze through people, yet the very idea of raising your voice to be heard feels even more rude somehow?

Trauma is a hell of a drug…

This isn’t an oversight; it’s a promise. TDF says that if your work can’t leave the building for legal or privacy reasons, the only way to prove that later (during an audit, for example) is if the software never gave it anywhere to go.

I love this. It’s a subtle burn, but it’s well-aimed.

At first I read this and was like, “Wait, who?” I went back to the main page and tried seeing any posts by that name. I tried every sort-type and didn’t see it. So I looked up the name directly.

Found the profile. In the corner, I saw the button: “Unblock user.”

Ha! No wonder I didn’t recognize the name. - turns out I already blocked them some time ago! I rarely block anybody, their posts must have overwhelmingly been utter garbage to make it onto that short list.

I like finding movies on hotel cable. Many of the movies I saw when young weren’t from going to the theater, but rather from walking through the living room after someone else put something on, or by flipping through the channels and landing on something that captured my interest. It’s hard to get that experience nowadays. I’m more likely to get analysis paralysis from seeing all the films out there and end up rewatching the entirety of Futurama for the 200th time instead.

There’s a park that opened up near where I grew up that’s 100% for disabled people. It’s free and the only entrance requirement is their IEP upon registration (there might be different requirements for adults. I know it’s open to adults with disabilities as well as kids, but I’ve only gone there with child-clients so I don’t know.)

It’s so dope - it’s got an array of swings of all different types; a wheelchair-accessible zipline; a sensory garden (where you’re encouraged to touch the plants and explore); a soft-ground, wheelchair-accessible baseball diamond; and a “quiet zone” for when you need a break from all the stimulation. Although I wish such places existed when I was younger, I’m so glad the kids of today have somewhere so cool to play.

Some kid pulled my hair at work last week. Straight up yanked my ponytail out and dug his fingers up to my scalp. It was an interesting moment to demonstrate my sensory differences, though, as it didn’t hurt - I was just shocked for a moment.

Meanwhile, somebody touches my side in the wrong way, and I yelp. I’m super ticklish and I hate it, because tickling feels like torture to me. I’d rather have my hair yanked out than get casually brushed by someone’s fingertip.

My workplace has had a number of trans and gender-fluid people employed there, and the students have all just rolled with it. I haven’t heard a single comment from any of them about it. They learn the right pronouns from the start and it’s just accepted. One of the managers is a transdude who’s self-conscious about his voice, but the only time it ever comes up is when he brings in his guitar and asks me to sing so he doesn’t have to.

Intolerance is definitely a learned trait, and I’m glad to say we have a safe, inclusive environment for these kids to learn in. :)

Fuck, Georgia is a terrible state to get ticketed in. In other states, if the cops don’t show up to court, they throw the case out. But in Georgia, if the cop doesn’t show up, the court case is rescheduled.

Source: receiving two speeding tickets in Georgia while living out of state (two separate occasions. One at night when there was no one else on the road to gauge my speed by, and the second in a speed trap just moments after I recounted the first story to the passengers in the car. Fuck driving in Georgia.)

I’ve found this behavior to be more or less common in different places. It’s extremely common in Florida, for one. It’s pretty common in some parts of New York too. By contrast, just one state over, I haven’t encountered it in Connecticut at all (though I haven’t driven there as much as I have in Florida or New York, and I’ve mostly used the highways, where slower drivers are explicitly instructed to stay in the right lane. So there could be a sampling bias.)

I never understood it. It’s like the driver thinks that if somebody passes them, it’s a personal insult. It reminds me of those who speed up when they see that somebody might merge in front of them; like they feel possessive of the public road somehow.

[Copying/pasting the response I gave to a similar question above.]

There are best practices to follow, including keeping it away from heat sources and sunlight, making sure it’s on a sturdy, heat-tolerable surface, and, yes, not leaving it on too long. (Though one hour is barely enough for the thing to heat up properly. What I’m finding online shows the limit to be around 8-12 hours. There might be different limits for different ones.) I keep mine on a tray table with nothing else on it, so it’s isolated from anything flammable. Safety care instructions say that you can tell it’s overheating if all the wax goes into one blob and stays near the top of the lamp.

Basically, as long as you follow the safety advice that comes with it and don’t leave it on too long, it should be safe.

There are best practices to follow, including keeping it away from heat sources and sunlight, making sure it’s on a sturdy, heat-tolerable surface, and, yes, not leaving it on too long. (Though one hour is barely enough for the thing to heat up properly. What I’m finding online shows the limit to be around 8-12 hours. There might be different limits for different ones.) I keep mine on a tray table with nothing else on it, so it’s isolated from anything flammable. Safety care instructions say that you can tell it’s overheating if all the wax goes into one blob and stays near the top of the lamp.

Basically, as long as you follow the safety advice that comes with it and don’t leave it on too long, it should be safe.

… I’m starting to worry about the shapes of y’all’s dicks now.

Or maybe I’m desensitized because I’ve seen this thing definitely makes more phallic shapes sometimes, so this doesn’t register in comparison.

I suppose it could be a rorschach test

I think that’s called “a capella”

I hate it, take your upvote.

I see your disclaimer. Allow me to provide some evidence of Beans posting.