I propose “So what’s June bugging you? (June 2024 mini-rants)”.
I promise not to start that thread, so you can have this proposed title gratis.
I have Julys all ready.
Years ago, I came up with a great one for Thermidor… just biding my time til the revolution.
Do it! You have every reason to start such a thread on 20 July 2024 (du Premidi, 1 Thermidor, an 232).
All I can think of is Thermidor Terrible.
There are more than 400 posts in the thread about puppy murderer Noem in the past 2 days.
Jesus Christ, how is someone to keep up…?
Word. I got to read it when it first started, but when I was away from the board for a day and I saw how much it had ballooned in my absence, I gave up on it.
Are you saying you had to put that puppy down?
We are a cat household ( and she is very loving; can’t do that to her ).
I have never put any dog down. I have never even run over a dog.
Murder a dog!? Shoot it in the face with some large caliber weapon for a thrill?
No. That’s not me… now nor ever.
Maybe with other people, that’s their style.
“Paging John Cusack. John Cusack to the white Grosse Point-Blank telephone…”
You misunderstood my post. Puppy referred to the thread kaylasdad99 was reading; put that ~ down means stop reading it.
Sorry. Just too many things going on right now.
I just spent two hours helping my son out with his old university email accout, which was a GMail account with a university domain. He checks it infrequently since he graduated five years ago, but never worried about it because they promised it would work in perpetuity.
Well they reneged on this promise, and have apparently been sending emails for several months saying that all alumni GMail accounts would be deleted on April 30. Unfortunately he didn’t realize there was an issue until he got an error when he tried to download email today.
The problem is that now he can’t access any account that uses that email address for verification, like LinkedIn. He managed to get email forwarding set up, so that emails sent to his old university email address get automatically forwarded, but the LinkedIn verification codes still aren’t coming through. 
Another issue is that they deleted his associated Google Drive account. He is pretty ticked off.
Turns out the “in the face” part was conjecture by readers. Not that that makes it one bit better.
Good for you!
I’m happy that at least one person here can say that…
More of an anti-rant than a mini-rant, although I think I should still be entitled to rant about the mysterious disappearance of my wallet back in December, most likely to a pickpocket. But as I said then, fortunately all my credit and bank cards and other financial stuff was in another wallet that I keep in a front pocket, so really no great loss. Except that my social insurance number card was in it and maybe some other stuff that I’ve forgotten about, so I’ve been keeping a close eye on things.
I belatedly thought about checking my credit record with Equifax. Should have done it earlier, but I just did it today. I was amazed at how incredibly easy it is to pull up your credit file nowadays compared to the onerous process many years ago. I was also amazed at my credit score, which is rated “excellent” and almost as high as it can go – which is amazing because I’m frequently late paying my credit card bills, and my various utility providers have pretty much given up ever getting a payment on time, but apparently nobody cares!
OK, one thing I can rant about on that Equifax report. It lists the age of all my credit accounts. The oldest one? A VISA card that I’ve had for 43 years and 8 months! I am indeed an Old Fart.
The only animal I can say for sure I’ve ever run over was a squirrel. I tried to miss, but it changed course as if intentionally trying to get under my tires. 
The only run-over incident I can think of is one time when one of those obnoxious ill-tempered and stupid yappy little dogs ran directly out in front of me as I was driving slowly down a residential street – I can definitely say “slowly” because it was approaching an intersection with a stop sign. The dog was still very much alive and yapping as normal after I stopped, so “run over” isn’t exactly the right term, but I probably did hit the stupid thing in some way. My last recollection was some woman cradling the stupid thing in her arms and glaring at me with the fury of a thousand suns, as if it was my fault for driving down the street!
I bought a trackball that was DOA. Tried to get help from Kensington support but they ignored me. Returned to amazon, never buying any Kensington shit ever again.
I think that counts as suicide.
I just wish they’d found a nice predator and volunteered to be said predator’s dinner, while leaving me out of it.
Surfing the Dope an hour ago, I suddenly noticed a now-familiar tingle on the right side of my face, accompanied by a loss of fine motor control in my right arm and hand. I immediately broke out my DBS communicator, fired it up, and held it to the battery implanted in my left breast. Completely discharged, and not capable of delivering therapy.
I’m about 50 minutes into a one-hour recharge routine, after which I’ll be able to turn my pulse generator back on, with maybe a 25% charge, and restore my ability to feed myself a cracker with my right hand. Then I’ll recharge the battery in my right breast and avoid a similar occurrence with my left hand.
Kind of a PITA (but, thankfully, a mini- one).