I remember reading a very long (but fascinating) 11 part series of posts a couple of years ago on reddit about scummy stupid Blizzard. Here it is, if anyone still cares.
https://www.reddit.com/r/HobbyDrama/comments/riq4fq/games_world_of_warcraft_part_1_beta_and_vanilla/
View source worked for me, but there’s a couple of tricks to it I think…maybe.
First I made sure I was on the channel’s main page and not one of the channel’s videos. Then I did right-click “view source”. The source is all smashed together (unformatted) of course. It’s annoying to search and read like that, so I copy-pasted the source into my favorite text editor and was able to find “channelid” it that way.
I had a pair of speakers (studio monitors) with rubberized plastic on them that did this. It was truly maddening. My guess is it’s something plastic/rubber like that. Your phone case is a good suspect, have you taken it off the phone and inspected it inside and out?
As usual the problem is people will bitch about it… but then they will do it anyway. We always forget that voting by keeping our wallets closed is a powerful defense against bullshit like this.
After a recent renovation, our new exaust fan is much quieter, and it kind of bugs me. It is nice to be able to leave it running longer, though. The old one was too obnoxiously loud to leave on after you finished a shower.
Someone with water spray bottle should have been in the dystopian design meeting that came up with this horror.
“No! Bad! No!”
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I appreciate you bringing up the money aspects. I have often felt the same way about the ubiquitousness of “just do therapy, bro”. That it’s just another sad aspect of late stage capitalism. It’s my understanding there’s not nearly enough providers to go around, yet the aggressive marketing continues. Because of course it does.
I don’t know if this is true or if it’s just a trope. But I’ve also heard that the field attracts people who usually need help themselves. Not that all therapists are “broken”…but that there’s a percentage who are. So on top of finding an available one at all, you hope you land a good one. Hopefully that’s just a BS stereotype.
I’ve heard people call these mental health days. At least to friends. Probably not to bosses. It’s good to take one once in a while (if you can) and just chill. I occasionally do so.
I’ll never forget my younger brother saying that in NYC people consider it really weird if you’re not in therapy. I didn’t comment, but that kind of bugged me. I’m all for de-stigmatizing therapy, but that made it sound like it’s some kind of flex to tell people you’re in therapy…?
Here’s 7.5 hours of music from Horizon Forbidden West:
Hardspace: Shipbreaker has a beautiful ambient folk vibe:
Invest in aluminum foil now.
I felt bad reading this. Fast food is way too expensive here in 2024. And then you had to write an essay justifying yourself because of all the pedantic jerks who love to pounce on the smallest of things.
I think this explains at least part of the phenomenon…
Healthcare practices vary in how much they are willing to run interference for you on insurance. Most of them will at least try “pretty hard” to help with the claims because it’s good for their income stream to do so. However, sometimes you’ll find yourself using a provider who can’t be bothered with staffing up and/or supervising it to make sure it gets done. In my (limited, anecdotal) experience, this seems to happen more often with specialists or niche providers.
Or sometimes it’s your insurance plan. It might have so many byzantine rules and/or shitty admins that it’s just too much work for even a crackerjack provider staff to deal with it. So they end up kicking it back to you and saying “good luck”. If this happens enough, the practice may stop accepting that plan in the future.
You made me laugh. What that mean?
When the weather is nice like it is this year, we put a table and chairs out on our driveway and decorate it. We sit there and have a drink and pass out candy. It’s more fun than answering the door, and we end up chatting with neighbors and parents. Our next door neighbors did the same thing as us this year, and it was even more fun, as they were right next to us hanging out.