I went a bit further than that and you didn’t miss much.

For number one, you might enjoy the excellent, then subsequently boring, show Misfits.

Thank you for the information.

I’ve had almost exactly this conversation with my father.

Also, is that baby Shaggy?

Will this still allow a mesh setup?

I misread “stinking” as “sinking” and, disregarding the fact that those are indeed not nails, was trying to figure out if OP wanted fasteners that didn’t go down all the way.

I’m sure there are use cases for that, but in general it seems dangerous for a few reasons.

I think they’re just called rimshots.

My grandfather owned a business, which meant he made and received a lot of phonecalls. I have no memory of him, as he died two months after I was born (on Halloween, in fact.)

However, my mother told me that he was also a diabetic and, for it, took medication that was a diuretic. That meant, in her words, that every morning he would take his medicine then “go pee for an hour and a half.” (I’m very ignorant of medicine so I can only parrot what she told me.)

The combination of these facts apparently resulted in him doing a lot of business (of both kinds) over the phone from atop the commode. He had a phone jack installed next to the toilet and got a phone specifically to keep there.

The phone was the same model as the one pictured in this post.

Bonus fun fact: it was long enough ago that the jack looked like this.

The only reason I know the story outlined above is that I, as a kid, did not know what that jack was and asked my mother about it.

I believe she was 40 in 1987.

My mom once told me that, in her youth, you could ask whether smoking weed was okay in an environment by saying “is it cooool?” stretching out the word and making a sort of fish swimming motion with your hand.

I don’t know whether that’s true, nor - if so - how widespread it was. Probably it’s not still accurate in any case.

My dad, now passed, once said “I’m glad I won’t have to live in the world you kids are growing up in” (or approximately those words). He was primarily referring to privacy and rights, which I think were being directed by Bush at that time.

I was young and privileged enough that I had noticed a few worrying governmental trends but didn’t really feel myself affected, nor did I have much concern about the future. I now feel his words more impactfully.

(I know some of the prevailing sentiments on lemmy; I worry about our collective future but don’t resent my dad for his part in bringing me into this world. He was a good dad who provided me with a good life and set me up to continue that after he was gone and, even if that weren’t true, he couldn’t have predicted the world we’re in today.)

Not much.

I dearly love my kid, but I don’t think I would rely on them for support. Certainly they would be willing to at least try to provide it, but they’re a kid. Any significant support being provided should go in the opposite direction.

I’m hoping you mean fake ones.

I’m prepared to be friends based on this anecdote.

Most likely it’s … All of us.

I need to print something to repair my garage door rail. I have no idea how to get started on measuring that.

That’s okay, though. I also need to fix my 3d printer before I can get started on the other project.

Insomnia was pretty good, too.

Sure, sorry. I didn’t mean to defend that, just share an anecdote. I agree 5x13 is excessive.