You haven’t accounted for 3002.
You haven’t accounted for 3002.


I was told the same thing literally across the country from you a decade and a half back.


I wouldn’t mind seeing a cute athlete’s foot.
Once I showed the movie Gattaca to some friends who had never seen it. All of us had comments to make about it and every time anyone talked I paused the movie so people could make their observations, ask their questions, etc.
A bit later after several pauses my wife said “we’ve been watching this movie for 45 minutes and we’re only 10 minutes into it.”
Soon I’m supposed to have a surgery on my spine but possibly coming from the front. I’ve had about a thousand MRIs leading up to this. Apparently a goodly number of them were just checking to see if they could even get to my spine past the stomach (and, more than that, veins).
I don’t really want to need the surgery, but I don’t envy the surgeons, either.
Apparently not everyone has these. I learned about them on an AskReddit thread many years ago. The title of the post was something like “what’s something about people’s body that they probably don’t know?”
I showed the comment about this to my wife and she found she has them. She was so freaked out by their presence that I’ve refused ever since to find out whether I do.
What if it’s another species downvoting?


To be fair, that is pretty hard to understand.
I played Forager a lot when my kid was new. I enjoyed the fairly engaging gameplay and the newborn liked all the colors, shapes and sounds.
I also sympathize with the latter half of your post. I was only promised a small amount of paternity leave but, very shortly before my kid was born, my company was purchased by another company that only offered paternity leave to employees who had been there for more than a year. At the time I had been there nine months (I have now been there seven years). I was pissed. Fortunately my direct manager was understanding and gave me a reduced workload for a while.


To be honest, until now I always thought it was because of Oracles.
Ha! I got ahead of the game and just had an unfinished basement for five years! Even easier access!
This happened on screen with “let’s go” by Arin from Game Grumps.


I was going to reference that book if you hadn’t. My mom was a big fan of it.
I still recall the kangaroo section, at least in part, and some of the anecdotes that are similar to yours.
My cats once got in a fight with a praying mantis in an old townhouse.
I’d seen praying mantisses before but this one was a. in my home and b. large enough to be genuinely a little intimidating. The cats won, but it took a long time because they were being more cautious than usual.
I used to use canned air, but they eventually stopped caring.
The room where I spend most of my time and they get up to most of their shenanigans is pretty long across so, unless I used a super soaker, I’m not sure I could hit them with water.
I have occasionally thrown something soft - like a pillow, I have no desire to issue actual corporal punishment - in their direction. That’s gotten mixed results.


Of course, how could I have forgotten!
I used to work a job wherein I had to record a log of my daily activities, but they took me all around the place and the log wasn’t a physical item so I couldn’t really write down everything as it happened.
Often I would struggle to remember enough even to populate the five daily entries we were expected to fill out.
Once I shamefacedly brought this up to the “rock star” of the team who was held to lower standards, reporting wise, because he got results. I was greatly gratified when he said that sometimes he just logged “I don’t remember” for some activities.
We do, too.
My wife once caused it to crash by popping an aluminum bottlecap on top of the control interface.