LOL !

I hope your sister wasn't too agitated by what was going on around her.

...and I have to admit that is more and more my style too as I get older. :( That Simpsons guy could have been me yesterday when, in front of a class, I couldn't get the computer-to-projector connection working right. Luckily, there was, as is usually the case, a tech-savvy student who took pity on me and sorted things out.

Oh, wow, I never knew that

why are they called smoke detectors then though
And why do they go off in train bathrooms


Im sorry if I'm prying too much or not knowing enough about you from the things you posted earlier, but aren't you married?

You have separate rooms?

Sorry I meant OUR alarms are activated by heat. Most are indeed activated by smoke, hence the name (and these are called smoke detectors too, cos I guess they also detect smoke, just not only smoke) in order that you can, for instance, have a cigarette without the alarms going off, or cook, as happens next door regulalry. It's much better. After all, by the time smoke is in the air it's often too late.
I'm not married, no. Karen is my sister, disabled with MS and sleeps downstairs in the purpose-built extension at the back of the house.

Isn't it weird how initially the trend was for phones to go smaller and smaller (remember the clam shells?) and now it's reversing as everyone makes phones with bigger screens. Soon they'll be on a par, size-wise, with tablets.

I really like you guys

Well we all hate you. :)

https://media.tenor.com/HvBNr2J2NtYA...a-zoidberg.gif

I figured as much

Day 4 going through withdrawals, for the 5th or 6th time, because Weber Human Services is too incompetent to just fill my prescription in a timely manner.

Last time I was on here I was going through withdrawals.

I hate Ogden.

Personal family stuff that I won't talk about here because I don't trust a lot of people on this site has triggered a lot of buried PTSD. I don't want to talk to family and make a situation that isn't about me about me, I don't want to talk to my smarmy dick head therapist & I don't trust my friends not to gossip or use it as ammo to hurt me when convenient.

This place is bull****.

:(

I'm sorry man, hold on. If there's any way I can help let me know