Don Edwards

I think my big toenails might look that bad if I had continued to go along with the podiatrist's recommendation to remove both sides of each one because of ingrown toenails... for the second time... (third time for one side of one nail) But I had him just remove the entire toenails.

Today I determined something quite surprising about a printing problem I've been having: it's the physical location of the printer. If I take the printer out of the cabinet and set it on a chair in front of the cabinet, it works fine. IN the cabinet, apparently there's something messing up the wifi connection, and by the time the printer has received three lines of text it's ready to give up on waiting for the computer to send more. Now to see if a new version of LibreOffice fixed the *other* printing problem I've been having: attempting to print from that program crashes the program. Edit: yes, it did. Or something incidental to working on the first problem did. Anyway, it seems to be fixed.

Based on my observation, they'll be repeating the less-important points for at least a week, and the unsubstantiated rumors for at least a month, but never get around to mentioning the important points at all.

Massive chest envy? Apply a hyphen wherever seems fitting...

To literally knock, she'd probably have to physically manifest. Which would risk someone else seeing her. In the hall outside Sarah's room? Hard to explain her presence in the house. At the front door? Almost guarantees that someone other than Sarah would be aware of her - and then either she or Sarah would have to "explain" who she is and why she's coming there so early. However, some OTHER protocol for warning Sarah that she's about to appear - perhaps even asking permission - could be devised. It would be a figurative knock.

That wasn't her, that was him.

Regarding Dan's commentary and the questionable need for a plural form of "forever"... I'm still trying to figure out what sort of story would reasonably be tagged with "multiverses"...

It may be in what is considered "pollution". After all, the poison is in the dosage. We wouldn't want to dump a city's daily production of raw sewage into the middle of a forest, but bears dump raw sewage in the forest all the time. The US's EPA frequently tries to adopt absurdly strict standards, and for that matter has been known to deliberately distort scientific processes and results to produce a desired outcome. The FDA does the same. It would be difficult to locate a nuclear reactor in the vicinity of Denver Colorado because the standards for the amount of radioactivity allowed in air discharged from any of the reactor-related buildings are so strict, the natural air in the same area is non-compliant. And yet the various conditions that the strict standards are supposed to prevent are no more prevalent there than elsewhere in the US. The City of Seattle has, scattered around town, a number of water reservoirs that are open to the sky. One time a young man was caught urinating in one of them. They had to turn off water outflow from that reservoir, find a way to divert its entire contents into the sewer system, treat all its surfaces with antibacterial agents, and refill it before it could be put back into service. (Note: absent a kidney, bladder, or urinary-tract infection, urine is sterile. And there was probably less than a tenth of a liter of urine in several hundred thousand liters of water.) And yet, there are numerous species of birds flying over these reservoirs, and water-birds landing in them, all the time, and that is not a sanitation problem that requires any special measures. In summary: just because someone calls something pollution, doesn't prove that it IS pollution, let alone that it's pollution of a level we need to do anything about.

Worst case scenario, the "anyone near me" has a range of a few yards and she's in a moving vehicle on a busy street. So anyone in a vehicle that passes her going the other direction gets zapped, and continues toward wherever they were going while incidentally zapping lots of people they pass...

sounds like the same sort of government intelligence we get here in the US... ... and some people think the government should be running even more stuff, and messing even more with the stuff it doesn't directly run.

Awesome and terrific... in the original meaning of both words.

Prof, variations in your blood sugar could be the cause, or part of the cause, of your sine waves. (But then, there are some serious oddities in my experience with medical conditions. My wife is one of those weird people who can tell when her blood pressure is up a bit for no apparent reason. And she had to stop taking one medication that lowers blood pressure, because it raised her blood pressure.)

Maybe add something appropriate to your Amazon wishlist and see what happens?

In theory anyway.

Have you tested speed between your computer and your wife's, just in your home network over wifi? That speed is an absolute upper limit on the speed at which you can get anywhere else. (Assuming your wife's computer isn't so lame that it can't run its network connection at full wifi speed.)

It's kind of strange... most of the great battles that are taken as defining the English identity occurred in the "Hundred Years War"... which England pretty decisively lost. Seriously. At the beginning of the war, the territory that owed fealty to the King of England included (approximately) the southern half of the island of Britain and the western half of France; meanwhile the territory that owed fealty to the King of France consisted of most of the northeast quarter of France. At the end of the war, Britain was almost entirely kicked off the mainland, and France had approximately its modern border. And yet... France derives most of its sense of identity from the Napoleonic Wars. Which France lost.

Professor, you probably should wait until your toe's moe bettter.

I read it. There's one thing that really struck me about it, that I absolutely HATE to see in a medical report (or lots of other professional contexts):

Wouldn't an even more sensible Aberration do its best to run quietly?

Tedd probably barely remembers his mother at all - or perhaps less than that. My opinion is that "Ugly Cousin" is a defensive reaction to being physically attracted to a close relative before he was old enough to have the slightest clue what that physical attraction is all about. As for self-cest, not necessarily, in EGS.

Have we seen that Rhoda has a spellbook? I am not remembering it (but then I have something less than a photographic memory). If it's just a list of Awakened people, then add Justin. Ellen zaps a beam at Elliot, it hits Magus first, turning his body female... oops, he doesn't have a body... so the magic hits him and looks around going "NOW what do I do?". Meanwhile it's a powerful enough beam to throw Magus backward into Elliot, and Magus WANTS to possess Elliot's body temporarily, and the magic says "Oh, okay!" Voila, one male Elliot possessed by Magus. Let's go find the diamond! The result of that is one male Elliot who can - at will - become possessed by Magus and then throw off the possession, and one male Magus who can - at will - cause others to become possessed or dis-possessed by Magus. So in principle they could have a whole bunch of people all possessed by Magus running around at the same time.

It could also be the fact that you just had surgery... Unless an actual doctor says otherwise, I would suggest that you push yourself to the point of discomfort or tiredness, but not pain or exhaustion. And if the discomfort or tiredness starts coming sooner and sooner, you need to talk with one or more of the docs again.

I will be very careful to never consume a half ton of bananas in one day. It might be difficult, but I think I can manage that.

I think it's more a matter of there being prisoners whom you wish to eventually be able to hand back unharmed - and even have saying you treated them decently - for diplomatic reasons, and prisoners whom you have no such concerns about because either there's nobody important to hand them back to, or the important people to hand them back to don't care about them any more than you do.

I spent some time last night reading a fanfic (still in process) about being a doctor in Zootopia... Warning: this is an EMOTIONALLY difficult read... as most of the main characters are staff at a clinic and research facility specializing in inter-species fertility... and it's written by a guy qualified to work there...