

I don’t know what counts as a major stream, but usually streams are smaller than creeks, and creeks can be pretty small. So if there are 255 water courses that are smaller than creeks… I can see it.
Time to stop using lemmy.world communities, fellas.


I don’t know what counts as a major stream, but usually streams are smaller than creeks, and creeks can be pretty small. So if there are 255 water courses that are smaller than creeks… I can see it.
Putting aside the pressure crushing bit for a moment, the bends wouldn’t really be a problem. Freedivers can go pretty deep for several minutes and ascend without issue, because they aren’t breathing in and out and doing all the gas exchange at depth that eventually pushes more nitrogen into your blood.


It’s hard, but yeah, it can be really, really hard for the person you’re conversing with to not believe the best option (even if zany) about whatever you say. So if you say someone ‘passed’ they will almost immediately chuckle thinking it’s about passing gas or stool, or that they’ve been moved to post-op for ‘they are in a better place.’
It also lets you squirt out of there quicker, which is a really, really bad way to think about it, but every time I’ve tried to soften the blow it ends up being more of a ‘grab the bacon while crying’ day rather than a ‘turn to family and hold onto them’ day.


I’ve always heard gave up the ghost applied to machines. I’ve never even thought about it in regards to people. Odd how it basically has the same meaning but is focused on a particular thing to me.
I wish I could go back and relive those memories. It’s funny how little was needed to capture my attention back then.
I work and live in an extremely backwards area, so I love talking about all my partners. I usually see how deep I can get into them before dropping the “he’s” to send them reeling, and then mention how we generally love getting off to see our loved ones at the end of work. It’s actually interesting to me that pretty much every job I’ve ever worked has been a job that we work in pairs, which means I’ve got plenty of stories of ‘partners’ to share.
It’s the identification as an american. Americans just assume everyone knows they’re american, so it stands out as an obvious extremifier to point out its satirical nature.


I’ll just sit back and observe that with interest, thank you.


Not the rich kid. More like the government/republikidfucker plant. Notice how every post he made has some mentioning of under the table or off the books or without a permit? He’s trying to get ideas planted about how these workers are shoddy and doing illegal things and undercutting real, licensed, above board workers.
Yes, absolutely. Start with your bosses, and move on from there once you’ve got the hang of it!
Iain M. Banks, don’t ya know!?!?
I’m still saving a culture book or two to enjoy, but the entire setting has been amazing.
Oh, to have a christmas break. I think they’ll cough up 1.5x pay for this year at least.
I think I’d actually like to stand on the bridge and gently play a tune on my flute to distract them long enough for the explosives to go off as they cautiously approach the center where I wait.
Back when subway was popular, I would jokingly tell the workers to try and kill me with jalapenos. One time they took it seriously and II had an inch thick layer across the whole sandwich. I was tickled pink, though pickled jalapenos kind of stink, and my coworkers about died.
A friend and I went to an indian place and got their hottest dish. We both kinda shrugged at it, and the waiters took offense and brought out raw onions slathered in hot sauce. Eating those helped, but it still wasn’t really spicy, ya know? Neither of us are even the heat fanatics, habanero levels of hot are good enough, so maybe some places just do like 5s and hope nobody wants the 10s.
My poor mother tried so hard, but yeah, combining foods into an interesting dish is not an easy thing. It didn’t help that she has never understood the joke about a wife replacing every ingredient in someone’s favorite dish and then complaining they didn’t enjoy it.
Now as a burgeoning cook, I, too, wish I could sometimes just have the skill to properly spice dishes and mix vegetables into actual flavor instead of another weird combo that is palatable but definitely not ‘good.’

Optimistic me: Oh, smart, yeah! 9 or 10 or 100 is way higher than 5!
Cynical me: Oh, no arkansas politician want to see the bottom number get higher…


That’s just good practice in general. Everyone where I’m at rushes straight through medic school if they have the money/time, and it shows. They barely know how to talk to a patient, and then you’re throwing all the various blacktop training at them.
OH my god, it’s a little more than just saddening to see how long it’s been since he died.