When I was 12 years old, I started eating macaroni and cheese for lunch on the weekends. Pretty soon I started to develop fat deposits all over – on my thighs, in my stomach, on my chest, in my arms, etc. I figured eating macaroni and cheese made me fat.
It wasn’t until I was 24 years old that it occurred to me that it’s standard procedure for a girl’s body to increase its fat content as she develops into a woman, and my increase in body fat was probably only minimally attributable to macaroni and cheese.
That everyone has a right to their own opinion of you, and the best response to a negative opinion is “It’s a good thing I don’t give a fuck about your opinion of me.”
That depression not only diminishes your mood and energy, it makes you physically inept. I’ve been the classic book-smart klutz most of my life. Since I started taking antidepressants, I’m astonished at how my everyday problem-solving ability has increased. Especially for someone with self-esteem issues, depression is a huge factor in “failure syndrome”.
OK, I been wrestling with this clockwise sun problem all weekend (fucker just stuck, y’know?) and I see where I went wrong. I took standing on the equator as a base of reference instead of the point where shit got freaky.
You guys are right. The sun moves clockwise in the northern hemisphere and counterclockwise in the southern hemisphere.
It absolutely blows my mind how much depression affected me in ways I wasn’t even aware of. My self-confidence improved pretty much instantly. My productivity increased by about tenfold. I became more spontaneous and comfortable around other people.
My divine revelation last night… ‘‘a google’’ meaning a 1 with so many zeros. Google. Google with its search page marker that just goes on indefinitely G000000000000. A google.
Mine, “slipstream”. I’d heard the term slipstream, generally in the context of Formula 1 as a tactic that cars would get behind the leader for the advantage of slipstream. I’d never given it much thought but my mental image was always of something like the waste product of petrol making the tarmac more “slippy” and thus using less friction. It wasn’t until I was watching the open water swimming on the Olympics where a commentator mentioned slipstream that I thought “water resistance..air resistance..slipstream:smack:”
yes,
according to the founders, one of their first checks came in with the name misspelled. They had a choice-change the name of the company or get the check rewritten. They really needed the money, so…
When women want to talk to you, and in turn listen to them, the motivation is NOT that they have some vital information you need to use, but to give them the emotional and psychological satisfaction that they’re being payed attention to.
:dubious:
On a number of message boards, some members have seen my screenname for months or longer before they “get it”.
At the age of about seven I attended a YMCA summer day camp. Once when we were having hotdogs for lunch, I remember one of the teenaged counselors telling us how much he liked his dogs with everything on them, but I thought he was talking to us sort of as equals. I didn’t realize until many years later he was talking very much as an older person does talk to a little kid. The upside of this memory, in hindsight, is that I clearly had no conception that we, the little seven year old participants, were meant to be talked down to. As an adult, I find it hard to conceive how not to talk differently to such a young kid compared with how I’d talk to an adult.
And on the other side of the coin I’m proud to say I’ve NEVER confused “Calgary” and “Calvary”. Just yesterday I heard a news announcer mentioning a “Calgary Chapel”, and, as always, it made me cringe.
There was an interview with the creators of The Simpsons I remember reading where they detailed the inspiration behind Comic Book Guy, anyway they were talking about how they tried to make a true to life stereotype based on the comic book store owners everyone of a certain age remembers.
One thing mentioned was how bizarre it is that so many of them talked to their pre-pubescent customers as equals rather than lessers. They brought this oddity into the character of CBG on the show.
*This post is not meant to slander comic book store owners.
I’ve never had a problem with Calgary and Calvary, but when I was a kid I always had to stop and think really hard about when to say Calvary and when to say cavalry.
I didn’t know cavalry and Calvary were two different things until I was about 40. I only knew the horsie one. And I thought it was an odd choice for church names.
Calgary never factored into my confusion. I’m fairly clear on Canadian cities.
I remember a quote from Matt Groening in TV Guide: I cannot tell you how many times people have come up to me and said “I know who you based Comic Book Guy on. The comic book store owner down the street.” I tell them “No, it’s every comic book store owner in America.”
