Being well over 50, I feel justified in this tirade. The kids' friends range in age from 20 to 25. None of them are disabled. None of them are obese. Some of them even participate in competitive sports.
And yet over half of them cannot manage to step over our 24" kitten barrier. (OK, they sell it as a small dog enclosure, but I'm sure it was intended for kittens.)
Admittedly, I keep myself in shape. But I've never had an issue. GothBard had a shoelace catch *once*. Impus Major moves past it as if it doesn't exist. Impus Minor finds it annoying, but has no trouble.
How can so many 20-25-year-olds be so incapable of getting past a simple 24" barrier that they constantly knock is over, get tangled up in it, or otherwise can't manage a remarkably simple physical agility test?
Are you complaining that it's actually working? :D
Ok, ok, I actually know that 24 inches is two feet.
I am pretty sure that its around the threshold of something that I could reliably pass over, depending on its thickness, and the stretchiness of my pants (I just tested and I was able to step over a kitchen stool in my pajamas, but my joints were crackling a lot).
And no, it's not even my age that's the source of the problem. I always had issues with such movement, especially anything that required flexibility or coordinated movement of multiple body parts.
Looks almost identical to this except mine doesn't have the spikes sticking up. I mean, WTF? If the thing had spikes like that I wouldn't blame anyone for having trouble. But no, it's that pen without the stuff sticking up; the top is 100% flat.
And the eternal joy of co-workers not understanding that resources cost money and you can't just go around handing them to people outside of the department.
We fought tooth-and-nails for multiple years to get two dev instances for our division. Two instances shared by around 50 people, and it's all we have, and it's in our budget.
And yet again, someone in our division this morning. "Hey, this person wants to record a demo and they can't access our instances. Can you please grant them access?"
No. No, I won't. Ever. Go away.
Being well over 50, I feel justified in this tirade. The kids' friends range in age from 20 to 25. None of them are disabled. None of them are obese. Some of them even participate in competitive sports.
And yet over half of them cannot manage to step over our 24" kitten barrier. (OK, they sell it as a small dog enclosure, but I'm sure it was intended for kittens.)
Admittedly, I keep myself in shape. But I've never had an issue. GothBard had a shoelace catch *once*. Impus Major moves past it as if it doesn't exist. Impus Minor finds it annoying, but has no trouble.
How can so many 20-25-year-olds be so incapable of getting past a simple 24" barrier that they constantly knock is over, get tangled up in it, or otherwise can't manage a remarkably simple physical agility test?
As a person under 5', 24" is a considerable portion of my leg - we're well into the thigh -, which makes leveraging that step very difficult. I don't know what their height situation is, but that's my excuse.
As a person under 5', 24" is a considerable portion of my leg - we're well into the thigh -, which makes leveraging that step very difficult. I don't know what their height situation is, but that's my excuse.Being well over 50, I feel justified in this tirade. The kids' friends range in age from 20 to 25. None of them are disabled. None of them are obese. Some of them even participate in competitive sports.
And yet over half of them cannot manage to step over our 24" kitten barrier. (OK, they sell it as a small dog enclosure, but I'm sure it was intended for kittens.)
Admittedly, I keep myself in shape. But I've never had an issue. GothBard had a shoelace catch *once*. Impus Major moves past it as if it doesn't exist. Impus Minor finds it annoying, but has no trouble.
How can so many 20-25-year-olds be so incapable of getting past a simple 24" barrier that they constantly knock is over, get tangled up in it, or otherwise can't manage a remarkably simple physical agility test?
Fair try, but they're all taller than I am. And my 50+-year-old housekeeper is shorter than I am at maybe 5'2" and she has no trouble with it, either, even carrying a vacuum cleaner.
Yeah, got nothin' then. I just know my marshmallow physique would struggle.
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OK, that's pretty fricking adorable. Wish I could claim any credit for it whatsoever.
Old Neighbors have a labradoodle rescue. Apparently she has serious anxiety issues, especially around other animals. Unbeknownst to any of us, Fluffy (Lenore) has been going up to the fence, touching noses with her, and calming her down. And the other kittens have followed suit. And now the kittens are the only animals the labradoodle fundamentally trusts.
Neighbor: "I wish the trainer we're bringing in was as good with her as your kittens."
(The labradoodle also stopped barking at us, but started barking at one of the kids' friends who visited. Apparently, we're "with the kittens".)
Yeah, got nothin' then. I just know my marshmallow physique would struggle.
...I want smores now.
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Fair try, but they're all taller than I am. And my 50+-year-old housekeeper is shorter than I am at maybe 5'2" and she has no trouble with it, either, even carrying a vacuum cleaner.As a person under 5', 24" is a considerable portion of my leg - we're well into the thigh -, which makes leveraging that step very difficult. I don't know what their height situation is, but that's my excuse.Being well over 50, I feel justified in this tirade. The kids' friends range in age from 20 to 25. None of them are disabled. None of them are obese. Some of them even participate in competitive sports.
And yet over half of them cannot manage to step over our 24" kitten barrier. (OK, they sell it as a small dog enclosure, but I'm sure it was intended for kittens.)
Admittedly, I keep myself in shape. But I've never had an issue. GothBard had a shoelace catch *once*. Impus Major moves past it as if it doesn't exist. Impus Minor finds it annoying, but has no trouble.
How can so many 20-25-year-olds be so incapable of getting past a simple 24" barrier that they constantly knock is over, get tangled up in it, or otherwise can't manage a remarkably simple physical agility test?
Option anxiety, I'd say, so trying to work out whether you lift one leg over at a time like John Wayne getting on a horse, do a sort of scissor kick, hop over like a great big frog, or simply fling yourself over bodily while giving voice to a lusty bellow or two.
I can dig really good with a shovel. It’s both a skill and a talent.
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Another sign of how different the new generation is: Yesterday our gardener was supposed to come so I put his payment ($100 cash) on the door, as usual. And forgot about it. And he didn't come.
The kids' entire gaming group came over -- around 10-12 people all aged 20-25. They were here for about 9 hours. And after they left, the cash was still there.
I am sorry to say that this was not how things were when I was young; I can't imagine any of my friends having a large gathering with cash on the door without that cash vanishing.
Of course, when I was that age it wasn't the best of times.
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...aaaaand, Stripey squirreled under the fence to visit labradoodle. 80-pound dog did no harm to 3.5-pound kitten. Kitten has lost her outside privileges 'cause excited dogs that big can be lethal dangers. But the labradoodle is half labrador, and there is no gentler breed.
Effing seriously...
Humble Choice Classic just went from $12 to $15...
I might be pausing more often in the future...
Being well over 50, I feel justified in this tirade. The kids' friends range in age from 20 to 25. None of them are disabled. None of them are obese. Some of them even participate in competitive sports.
And yet over half of them cannot manage to step over our 24" kitten barrier. (OK, they sell it as a small dog enclosure, but I'm sure it was intended for kittens.)
Admittedly, I keep myself in shape. But I've never had an issue. GothBard had a shoelace catch *once*. Impus Major moves past it as if it doesn't exist. Impus Minor finds it annoying, but has no trouble.
How can so many 20-25-year-olds be so incapable of getting past a simple 24" barrier that they constantly knock is over, get tangled up in it, or otherwise can't manage a remarkably simple physical agility test?
iirc, once something is over a certain height, unless you deal with it everyday, your brain kinda isn't sure how to deal with it with respect to stepping over it- most will hop/jump especially if it is novel. 2 feet sounds like the right size or so.
Being well over 50, I feel justified in this tirade. The kids' friends range in age from 20 to 25. None of them are disabled. None of them are obese. Some of them even participate in competitive sports.
And yet over half of them cannot manage to step over our 24" kitten barrier. (OK, they sell it as a small dog enclosure, but I'm sure it was intended for kittens.)
Admittedly, I keep myself in shape. But I've never had an issue. GothBard had a shoelace catch *once*. Impus Major moves past it as if it doesn't exist. Impus Minor finds it annoying, but has no trouble.
How can so many 20-25-year-olds be so incapable of getting past a simple 24" barrier that they constantly knock is over, get tangled up in it, or otherwise can't manage a remarkably simple physical agility test?
iirc, once something is over a certain height, unless you deal with it everyday, your brain kinda isn't sure how to deal with it with respect to stepping over it- most will hop/jump especially if it is novel, or waffle between the two. 2 feet sounds like the right size or so.
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We made it to Nashville on our annual three-day road trip to go to Mom and Eve's.
We were delayed over two hours by three separate road accidents.
When we got here, we discovered that the motel I had reserved because it had been above-average and reliable for the price point for the past two years is inexplicably dirty and smells strongly of mildew and smoke, so next year, we're finding somewhere else. (Same person behind the counter; I recognized her from last year.) I think I'm done with this particular chain. They used to be pretty good. Now they're hit-and-miss. The breakfast used to be good, so I'm a little worried about what tomorrow morning will bring after seeing the change in the state of the rooms.
If we hadn't been delayed so badly, I would have tried to see if I could transfer my reservation to another hotel in the area, but I've slept in worse.
Have I ever mentioned how much I love people who can't take "No" for an answer? Like the lady I just spoke to, who argued for almost 10 minutes that I had to make an exception for her and her son. She wanted to make a reservation for him to check in, but use the credit card she gave me over the phone. Not too a big deal. But I asked how old her son was, and she said 19. So I told her that hotel policy is that you have to be 21 to check in. And she wouldn't accept that he wasn't allowed to check in despite only being 19. Every time I said "Sorry, but he has to be 21 to check in," she would come back with "Oh, but you have to let him stay. He won't cause trouble. I prrrooooommmmmiisssee." Like, lady, no means no. Eventually, I just said "Ma'am, we cannot help you. Good night." and hung up.
I remember when this was an issue for me, many years ago. I was 20. Super frustrating.
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Why am I playing Elden Ring at 5 in the morning?
Because work has a new app and someone's been talking s#$# about monster attacks.
Second day of July and I have already spent money equal to monthly expenses, without even touching the regular bills.
And it is still not the end of dental procedures that I will go through over the next few months.
Could be a change in management or ownership, with the new one not caring as much. Could be just bad luck. Every hotel I've worked at has had times where a room that has been great for months just suddenly decided to stink. Sometimes it takes a week or more of cleaning to get it to stop. Sometimes there was a particularly smelly person in the room the previous day, and then the housekeeper is a heavy smoker so they don't notice the stink and think it's fine.
Did you ask to be moved to a different room? Or at least for them to spray it with freshener? Usually they have some really good stuff, like Febreeze on steroids that will, if not remove the smell, at least knock it way back so you can sleep.
WW ended up talking to the owners at breakfast this morning and they apologized and said there were renovations coming in October, starting with the carpet they allege was the source of the smell on that floor.
Happily, tonight's hotel in Maryland is as clean and odor-free as it was last year.
And, fyi, gran, I'm the kind of guest who, although the hotel company's app does not ask me about dogs when I book, volunteers that information at check-in, because I'm selectively lawful goof.
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Fast forward 30 years. She had a stroke. It was not life-threatening, but it seriously impacted her mental acuity. On that test that Trump was so proud to get 30/30 on, she got 16/30. She has serious short-term memory issues and isn't really "there" any more. She is in exactly the situation she never wanted to be in: Mentally feeble and a burden on her family. This is what she prepared us for her entire life, begging us to make sure that if she ever got to this point we would mercifully kill her.
But nope. That's illegal. Because life is somehow sacred, even if the person desperately never wanted that life. She has signed legal documents, powers of medical attorney, discussions with all of her doctors. But the only person who can decide to end her life, even in a euthanasia-legal state, is her. And she's too mentally feeble to make that decision any more.
I understand the legal protections: Too many evil people would try to exploit their relatives and get early inheritances by killing their elders off. But if you can provide a lifetime of writings by the person in question that say, "I never wanted this life," you should be allowed to let that person peacefully move on.
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** spoiler omitted **
Agreed. Which reminds me that I really need to fill out advance directives and get WW to make them as well.
I never want to be unable to take care of myself, mentally incapacitated, or blind. Blind for me would be a quality of life deal breaker.
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We made it to Maine.
Car unloaded, mostly unpacked and settled in, cousins and animals going totally bonkers. My mom made dinner, Eve made cocktails.
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I was on call last week, so I’m having a beer or four myself.
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There are many times a cat's territorial nature ("I am terrified to be anywhere outside of my own territory") can be frustrating. Last night was one of those instances.
As has become the bizarre standard around here, the biggest 4th of July shows around the Bay Area were last night. And they must have been something, because the resonating explosions were enough to rattle the house.
Our cats' reaction? "Oh, the house must be purring. Time to nap."
They absolutely. Did. Not. Care.
Neighbor's dog with anxiety issues? Not a good scene.
And if we could have preemptively put the kittens over there, they would have been sleeping on her (because all kittens know that big dogs are the bestest pillows), she would have started, and they would have been, "Go back to sleep! You're warm! The house is purring!", and it might have helped...
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On Wednesday I worked from 8am until 6:40am Thursday.
There will be whisky.
I think I’ll ask my brother if he wants to tend the bar tonight. I think we could use some drinks.
You and me both.
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I swear, Morrigan (Stripey) has an attitude of, "If it is alive and I can see it, then it's prey."
She weighs all of 4 pounds.
And yet...
...my brother's S.O. just texted us a couple of days ago decrying the fact that they kept two of the kittens, and between them and their mother the entire property had become a killing field. She wanted to write a letter of apology to the wildlife still surviving on that dire acre of doom. But apparently the three of them are bringing back 5-10 kills a day to the house.
I swear, Morrigan (Stripey) has an attitude of, "If it is alive and I can see it, then it's prey."
. But apparently the three of them are bringing back 5-10 kills a day to the house.
Since we lost the cat and are down to a small dog who will insist that I shovel the lawn, the wildlife has gone from cautious to complacent.
How complacent? A juvenile woodchuck walked 3 feet in front of my sister while she was sitting outside in our Tiki bar and (kids) pool, and just started digging a new house under a small retaining wall.
"looks like a nice place, I'll take it!"
I'm also still getting used to chipmunks running under my feet squeaking again. Those were the cats favorite free range snacks.
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Now watching Two Towers, and contemplating why it is that the Uruk-Hai knew what a menu was.
It's short for 'men like you'