I hear ya. There are so many encapsulated stories like that, if you happen to stumble over them.I feel a little sad for him and his wife.
--Patrick
I hear ya. There are so many encapsulated stories like that, if you happen to stumble over them.I feel a little sad for him and his wife.
But, it's haaaard!It just means we're not talking about anything that interests you.
Start a thread about a subject, news article, upcoming event, etc you find interesting. Start a poll asking something you're curious about. Complain about some minor issue that's been bugging you but isn't a big deal in the whole scheme of things. Ask for advice, then argue with everyone that provides it.
You know, FUN.
Aww, that's so cuuuute!!you thought I was joking? sorry its shit, I cant remember where I left it, otherwise I'd take a new picture of it. EDIT: found it, new non grainy picture taken.
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Please don't go! I like your posts and don't want you to be a lurker! Plus you are still the best guest that we ever had on the show!
Well, I know. But this is like, true. Someone's kid really died. The shoe story is just sort of made up as an example, n'est-ce pas?I hear ya. There are so many encapsulated stories like that, if you happen to stumble over them.
--Patrick
Child mortality rates were very high in the early 20th century. My great grandmother and her two sisters were the 3 kids out of 9 who survived past 8.Well, I know. But this is like, true. Someone's kid really died. The shoe story is just sort of made up as an example, n'est-ce pas?
Oh, I know. My own family has stories like that, and I see it in my job probably every day. For some reason yesterday that farmer's simple line hit me as tragic, while most days it's just something I tap out into the database, another stat. It wasn't specifically that it was child mortality of the day, it was that particular file affecting me for no reason I can clearly give. I just thought it odd.Child mortality rates were very high in the early 20th century. My great grandmother and her two sisters were the 3 kids out of 9 who survived past 8.
C'est la, that was just the first example I could think of that involved a minimum of words but left volumes unsaid. The fact that it is fiction was immaterial to what I was trying to say.Well, I know. But this is like, true. Someone's kid really died. The shoe story is just sort of made up as an example, n'est-ce pas?
I suppose I misinterpreted your comment, since that wasn't how I was thinking about the file. But, maybe it is the minimal wordage in the file that got me. I hadn't thought of that. Interesting.C'est la, that was just the first example I could think of that involved a minimum of words but left volumes unsaid. The fact that it is fiction was immaterial to what I was trying to say.
--Patrick
When I see stuff like that in real life, I always feel like the omission is deliberate, and that plus my creative imagination gets me to wondering what it was that got left out, and why.maybe it is the minimal wordage in the file that got me.
Well, obviously Dad is an astronaut.When I see stuff like that in real life, I always feel like the omission is deliberate, and that plus my creative imagination gets me to wondering what it was that got left out, and why.
There are pictures that do this to me, too.
--Patrick
I often feel like an impostor when giving people advice. I have certain "rules" about, the two most primary ones are not to judge the person or their situation, and to only give advice if it is solicited. I break even these primary rules sometimes, but that's not really the point.
Part of my conflict is that I myself may not have faced their struggle or having faced it, may not have actually resolved it. And I come to doubt the usefulness of it, or even fear it may be damaging. I tell people my advice isn't instruction to be followed but ideas to be considered: I do not say this as a cop-out or something, I really do view my advice this way. I don't have it in me to tell people what to do, and I worry that if I did, I would end up violating the rule that I should not judge them if they were to do something other than what I said.
Anyway. For one reason or another, I am often the one people come to for advice, which I'm happy to offer when I can. At the least I'm happy to listen. And I've discovered that it gives me to confidence to offer advice when asked generally, like here on the forum, and not specifically of me. Still I try not to step in with advice if someone is just ranting or venting (as I say, I break that rule sometimes, workin' on it ).
But I had a moment the other evening, discussing a problem a friend was having. I realised, as I gave her my thoughts on the matter, that it was precisely the advice that I myself needed for a similar problem, though I had failed to connect the two until after she had left.
It helped my fears of not being able to help others just because I too have problems. It was a demonstration that even having the very same problem, I could help someone with it, and unwittingly, after-the-fact, learn something about myself, for myself.
Well, obviously Dad is an astronaut.
Seriously. I actually first thought it was another sticker for an astronaut, not a stain.C'mon, that adhesive stain totally looks like a spacesuit, you guys.
Again with the being nice... Don't you know I'm trying to be down on myself constantly?! You're not helping!See, this is why you'd make a great counselor or clinician.
Again with the being nice... Don't you know I'm trying to be down on myself constantly?! You're not helping!
You know what is helping, though? Your advice!Again with the being nice... Don't you know I'm trying to be down on myself constantly?! You're not helping!
Bahaha...! Well, I hope so.You know what is helping, though? Your advice!
My first thought was divorce
Dude.I often feel like an impostor when giving people advice. I have certain "rules" about, the two most primary ones are not to judge the person or their situation, and to only give advice if it is solicited. I break even these primary rules sometimes, but that's not really the point.
Part of my conflict is that I myself may not have faced their struggle or having faced it, may not have actually resolved it. And I come to doubt the usefulness of it, or even fear it may be damaging. I tell people my advice isn't instruction to be followed but ideas to be considered: I do not say this as a cop-out or something, I really do view my advice this way. I don't have it in me to tell people what to do, and I worry that if I did, I would end up violating the rule that I should not judge them if they were to do something other than what I said.
Anyway. For one reason or another, I am often the one people come to for advice, which I'm happy to offer when I can. At the least I'm happy to listen. And I've discovered that it gives me to confidence to offer advice when asked generally, like here on the forum, and not specifically of me. Still I try not to step in with advice if someone is just ranting or venting (as I say, I break that rule sometimes, workin' on it ).
But I had a moment the other evening, discussing a problem a friend was having. I realised, as I gave her my thoughts on the matter, that it was precisely the advice that I myself needed for a similar problem, though I had failed to connect the two until after she had left.
It helped my fears of not being able to help others just because I too have problems. It was a demonstration that even having the very same problem, I could help someone with it, and unwittingly, after-the-fact, learn something about myself, for myself.
That was what I thought when I first saw it, too!Well, obviously Dad is an astronaut.
PHANTOM SPACE MAN!...and it only really shows up in the rain...it's like a ghost that only shows up when it's raining.
Stooryyyy...
--Patrick
Super run-away!PHANTOM SPACE MAN!
Okay I need to know, what sticker?I....thought the sticker looked like a really tall Jawa.
Actually, it's the lack of a sticker that you are looking for.Okay I need to know, what sticker?