Wake me up when it’s Gay Sloth Month

“belly up on my lap” I’d be eviscerated trying to achieve this step with the cat I have now. All our previous cats were, well, pussycats about nail clipping compared to her. I finally had to resort to a dose of gabapentin, which barely slows her down but enables me to get one claw at a time over about 3 hours, with a toothy treat after every claw, and plenty of freedom and “da bee” playtime in between to tire her out.

HONK!

GNU Terry Pratchett

Cringing means you’re better now than you were then.

Besides, after seeing the debate, the sense of doom is going to keep me up all night anyway.

Feels pretty scary to the parent as well

It was actually cleaning companies that worked after hour and used children in cleaning slaughterhouses. Which is of course terrible and dangerous. (Slightly less traumatic than actually killing the animals but still inexcusable.)

I’m not recommending it. It was what I was referring to as dystopian.

But even in my childish '60s childhood there was a bicycle accident where knowing something to do about stopping bleeding would have helped both the other kid and me.

Having been in life-or-death medical situations since then, it’s a lot less mentally traumatic if you know something you can do and focus on trying to do it right, instead of trying to figure out from scratch what if anything you could do.

Rather than me copypasting a link, you Google

“Child labor slaughterhouses”

and pick a news source that works for you. (Because NYT works for me but might give you a paywall, whereas CNN pops up a bunch of irritating ads for me, for instance.)

Sewing is the legit reason for irons.

How come it tried to send me to make a left onto a major thoroughfare from a tiny side street rather than the major one with a controlled left arrow (a blessed rarity in my city) a few blocks away? Yeah maybe someone did it and scraped a few seconds off their time because they got lucky with the cross traffic, but someone who doesn’t know the area is gonna get tboned.

What I want is specifically “no left turns.” Because that could actually save me time. “Fewer 🚦s” and “no dangerous instructions” would also be good.

You make good points. I can’t stand linen myself, I find it scratchy and itchy, makes my skin peel, but I realize I’m in the minority, and if you like it, it’s worth making it last.

I don’t actually do anything about it, but I don’t like the way some sheets get that top hem all wrinkled either, so I honor your commitment to making the thing that matters to you better.

Pressing open seams, especially the ones you need to sew over again, is the one really valid use of an iron.

And having fun is a very important part of home sewing!

Hanging them up wet rather than putting them in the dryer will get most wrinkles out, especially if you smooth/stretch the collar, placket and cuffs

Linen is supposed to be wrinkly, that’s why it’s so cool. It lets the breeze get between you and the fabric. Just hang it up wet, giving a few strategic tugs to smooth it out, especially the collar.

Yes, it’s horrible the gun situation in the US.

But knowing how to stop someone bleeding to death can be useful in other dystopian situations as well. Like industrial accidents from bad management and OSHA/child-labor violations. Or non-gun injuries from abusive adults.

Or just stupid stuff that kids and/or adults do to maim themselves, like avocado knife injuries.

Don’t knock the first aid training.

Do go after the guns.

Eating a taco while the car was in motion would be a disaster waiting to happen. But sat still, parked at the scenic overlook with the breeze through the windows, and plenty of napkins, it could be lovely.

I’ve always felt that unselfish wishes are more likely to get a pass from the monkey’s paw.

You can blow dust off? All of it? Asking from near the 405.