Oh, no, that’s too much. Being from the Chicago suburbs, between Menards and Empire Carpet (before their growth to add the -Today- addendum), there’s a deep groove upon my brain made by those jingles. That, and John Madden’s congested cadence for various advertisements. Simply John Maddening.

^…588-2300 --damn, it!

Save big money at Menards, but not on Menards…

^…save ^big ^money– Gaa! That jingle will never leave me. Damn you, midwest!

“[Thing] is a game changer!”

Almost always used in the context of brand-speak/commercial marketing. What’s the game, guys? Corporate propaganda? Cause no, using an app to book a handyman that pays to be advertised on your service, or buying microplastic encapsulated detergent is not a goddamn “game changer” for anyone, besides the shareholders.

It’s probably a term used elsewhere too, but in the US Navy, when it’s coming from both ends, especially stationed or deployed on ship, it’s the double dragon. Ship food is bad. Ship food is rejected prison food. Moldy. Horrible. Absolute garbage. Garbage would probably be safer.

I wonder how many of us instantly wrote bee-versions of the lyrics?

The saxophone solo is definitely now done by bees.

Also, just a fantastic show. Feels like time to do a re-watch, being reminded of it, and though I don’t have fancy speakers, I’ll have to pay extra attention to the audio.

I just keep it to my phone, and have an app timer set for 1 hour +5 minutes. It’s nice if I’m at home, I know it’ll cover my daily walking steps, as I pace donuts around the house, which also gets me off my ass and moving, so when I want to browse Lemmy, I try to do so whilst pacing. Regardless, when I get the notification saying the app will shut down in 5 minutes, I know how long I’ve been on, and kinda do a self-reflective check on how well the time was spent.

If I’m writing a comment that will take time and attention, though, I often just switch to a note, and copy/paste, cause I’ll work on something like that for much longer, before often deciding not to post anything, at all. (งツ)ว

It feels like 80% of Lemmy can find themselves in this photo…

I have a lot of weird food habits thanks to years of eating disorders and just generally being a fucking weirdo, but lately I enjoy mixing a couple tablespoons of raw coconut flour with just enough sugar-free Torani s’mores flavored syrup to give it a cookie dough texture, and a bit of salt. It’s like a bowl of sugar cookie dough my delusional need to stay too-thin doesn’t feel terrible about, and since the artificial sugar and citric acid isn’t a great reaction with my meds, I only have it from time to time. 100% do(n’t) recommend!

I wish this was more talked about, when people mention classic sci-fi. I’m an avid SF reader, particularly older stuff, and it could almost be a drinking game of how few pages it’ll take before you find an offensively outdated reference, no matter how great the book. But every time I’ve picked up a Heinlein, hoping to find more positive points in classic stuff, I’m left just…feeling ooky. An easy example being the lesser known Friday, with the “happy” part of the extremely unrealistic female protagonist’s journey: marrying one of her gang-rapists. I haven’t been able to make a dent in my stack of Heinlein’s since that nonsense. Too many other great and interesting authors that weren’t horrid shitbags.

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Barring any issues that could have brought her in certain circumstances, that’s adorable! How nice to have something immediately positive to wake up to, besides the post-surgery uncomfortable everything else. I was very happy to learn that our state is one of the few that’s thankfully outlawed got-dang pelvic examinations under general anesthesia, unless they have specific prior consent - with some of the things US teaching hospitals allow, I’d be down for some unethical unconscious skincare.

Neat, that’s legitimately interesting! Maybe you have something unique in your physiology that gives you a different perspective? I’m pushing 6 surgeries under general, and around 5 precedures under IV, probably missing some numbers with my now shoddy memory forming capabilities, but my experiences with the knockout sedation could be described much more similarly to your experience, and a few of the IV sedations weren’t as deep, so I remember a bit more of the “in and out”, but mostly it’s just “Oh, yeah, I feel there’s a change in my coherence-BLACKOUT”, and then next awareness is recovery room beeps.

I could easily spew up the angry contents of the rabbit holes that are lobotomies, and their horror, but yeah, I also agree that that’s a weird reaction. I chuckled. I may have to reserve your comment for my next intake at the neurologist, depending on the vibe in the room (but also not, cause those folks professionally monitor how well my brain is functioning lol)

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Proper explanation, indeed - you never get all the way through the countdown before you time travel. Beforehand, though (at least in my too many to count without it sounding like a weird brag experiences), the “last words” moment is before the mask, but after the pre-anesthesia. Depends on the procedure, and probably the person, too.

Much appreciated! I sure as heck hope that, too, haha - my username is mostly related to my epilepsy, and how my oodles of seizures make me feel. Just…various, classic Windows error “bonk!” sounds, amongst other glitches, but in ma’ brain.

Then I’m glad I know my entire team, going in, and they’re all remarkably empathetic to their terrified, high-risk patient! Chances are, any final words through twilight sleep will be a last sentiment to my spouse, in case I don’t make it through. After my tight-five, of course, using the IV pole as a mic.

This gives me a sense of satisfaction by proxy.