toynbee @ toynbee @lemmy.world

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People keep thinking of the tiles, but this is where I got my username.

What is B&H?

I've recently bought a series of 24TB drives from both Amazon and Newegg. Each one I got was either DOA or shortly thereafter. I just gave up but I would love to have a better source.

https://youtu.be/A-tcxZ5VOBM

I've never found a single random bag of drugs anywhere.

It is very pleasing to know I wasn't alone in this thought.

If you ever go to Philadelphia and I randomly happen to be there, I can direct you to one.

I got it from Marvel's Toad. Specifically the novelization of the first X-Men movie. I didn't become aware of the tiles until well afterwards (and I'm not exactly sure whether they existed beforehand).

I've told this story on both Lemmy and Reddit beforehand, but just as a matter of interest ... I used to take the train to Philly, then walk to where I worked then. One day I took a different route, keeping my eyes down, and stumbled - almost literally - on the aforementioned tile. It was genuinely shocking to see my online username embedded in the ground.

I'm glad you got it sorted and your kid is doing well. They seem pretty damn resilient.

My kid is awesome (and yes, resilient, if terrified of bugs and a little traumatized by pet loss). So much personality. I was scared of being a parent but I'm happy I did because I'm so proud of them. Thank you for noticing.

Love your username, btw.

Thanks! Why? Most people connect it with the Toynbee tiles (which are cool and interesting, but not where I got it), but most people who do so mention it in their comments. You didn't, which makes me curious.

You know what? If it ever gets to that point, perhaps I'll reconsider in the moment.

I never thought I'd meet the inventor of blogs!

Next time I'm constipated, I'm not calling you.

When I was a kid, I read what I later thought was intended to be the last Garfield comic. Turns out that was a widespread lie, based on the linked article.

I'm not getting tricked again!

When I was a kid I broke my arm. I thought I was a poet at the time and wrote a poem about the breakage, entitled "it's shaped wrong." My mom submitted it ... Somewhere? ... And it got accepted into a poetry book. She bought the book for, iirc, $50.

I've always felt vaguely ashamed about it. Even if I thought it was good at the time (it wasn't), it was a four line poem, not nearly worth $50.

It would be kind of funny if it was the same company.

It was for us but, at least as far as I can remember, we weren't really given any aftercare instructions. Once it was done they put us in a private room and told us to try feeding. It went better than usual but that was more or less a fluke.

We wanted to do breastfeeding but couldn't; ultimately what worked was that the doctor gave us a syringe with some plastic tubing and told us to run the tubing along a finger, let the kid basically latch onto the finger, and use the syringe to push formula through the tubing. That kept the kid fed until we were able to switch to bottles.

That sounds like a mutually beneficial thing, then!

My aunt, a nurse, once told me of how manual impaction removals are. I was never quite sure whether to believe her (she liked to go for shock value) but eventually found out she was telling the truth.

That was some twenty years ago. Once or twice since, whilst struggling on my own, I've hoped that the process has improved since then.

You stole my cat.

Unfortunately, it didn't for us, either. We ended up pursuing a few other methods but eventually found one that worked. Now the kid is almost six and a growing, healthy kid who mostly feeds themself.

Hopefully your story with your second had a similarly happy outcome.

When my kid was but a newborn, they were having trouble latching. We had to take them in for a very small procedure to get them to be able to feed properly. I could see their mother was having trouble dealing with it, so I tried to say "the doctor says it won't hurt" and "do you want me to hold [the kid]?" Ended up saying "do you want me to hurt them?"

The doctor counseled against that action.

On a separate event, years before that kid was born, I had to take my first dog to the vet and he had to get a shot. He was clearly nervous but the vet tech was holding him, so I rubbed his neck and ear to comfort him throughout. Only just as they were finishing up did I realize I had also, entirely accidentally, been rubbing the vet tech's hand. She didn't say anything until I realized and apologized profusely, but it was still mortifying.

edit: Punctuation.

These are all network addresses that refer to localhost - how a computer addresses itself.

Probably, but fortunately it hasn't happened again in almost twenty years, so I'm not overly concerned about it. Still, your concern for my wellbeing is appreciated!

I think they all theorized it was a food allergy (I have a vague memory of being given steroidal treatments) but I don't really recall. If that was what they thought, it may or may not have been correct, but it's inconsistent with anything I've experienced before or since.