It’s Your Name. The Phone Says So

I just used the voice dictation on my iPhone to send a text. In that text, I used the word “dipshit”. Dictation got it correct, but it capitalized it. I wasn’t sure if that was a one off, so I sent another text and used it again. Again, it put a capital D on it. Is this something dictation always does or is that new?

I’ve never thought of Dipshit as a proper noun, but I guess it could be one. “Way to be, Dipshit!” “What’s goin’ on, Dipshit!?”

Anyway, this amused me, so I thought I would share.

Enjoy the Jays game, if you’re watching. And happy Tha….Jays just took a 2-0 lead on a Teoscar Hernández homer! Fuckin’ Right! Suck it, Mariners! You too, Robbie Ray! You were a great Jay while you were here, but you aren’t here anymore, so boo!

But as I was saying, happy Thanksgiving to all of you. thanks for reading. We appreciate it more than you know.

I’m going to get back to enjoying this game now. Hopefully it’s not the last one of the season.

Hey Spotify, Do You Do Anything Everyone Else Doesn’t?

I’m not sure why I would ever use this because Siri on my iPhone and Google Assistant on my smart speaker already provide pretty much the same functionality without needing to open the app, but since I’m sure it’ll come in handy for somebody somewhere someday, it’s probably worth noting that Spotify has its own voice assistant. I have no idea how long it’s been there because Spotify’s app release notes are entirely worthless, but hey, now you know.

The article notes that beyond just searching for songs, artists or preexisting playlists with your voice, you can also ask it to play personalized mixes based on what mood you tell it you’re in and that it may or may not work. Well that does it. I’m sold.

I may give it a try just to say I’ve given it a try, but it’ll have to completely blow me away if they expect me to use it twice. I know nothing about Android phones so all of those people may be jumping up and down with excitement hearing this news, but to me this feels like a case of too little, too late on Spotify’s part.

Happy Birthday From Big Tech And Big Insurance. And From Mom, Eventually

Pretty sure I’m going to know exactly when Carin sees this post. I’ll be able to tell by the “WWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTT!” that’s going to overwhelm any and all sound in a 12 mile radius when she finds out that this woman has spent years not knowing when her own child’s birthday is and arguing with people about it. Carin knows when everyone’s birthday is, you see. Even people she has never met. Chances are she can even tell you when their pets were born. That’s not a joke.

@thevondyfam

How’s your day going? #momfail #mombrain #parenting101 #sahm

♬ original sound – Emily Vondy

I’ve met the occasional person who doesn’t know when his own birthday is. It’s baffling, but also understandable. It’s often an older person from back when birth records maybe weren’t kept as well as they are today and when folks had things like great depressions to worry about that were probably more important than which cartoon was going to be on the cake. But this kid is two. How does that happen? Kudos to mom for having the guts to share this with the world I guess, but yikes.

“I just got off the phone with my pediatrician. She’s trying to bill our last visit to our insurance company,” Vondy said. “Per my words, my son’s birthday is the 26th. I’m his mother; I know his birthday. The insurance company says, ‘No, his birthday is on the 25th.’”

The pediatrician had called Vondy to set the record straight on the correct date. But Vondy was convinced she had it right. She was going to contact her insurance company and give them a piece of her mind. However, before she did that, she went on Facebook to check her birth announcement, just to be sure.
“His birthday is indeed the 25th,” she explained. “For two years, I’ve been celebrating his birthday on the 26th. Now I have to call my pediatrician back and say, ‘Haha, you know what? I had my kid’s birthday wrong.’”

Facebook? Does the little dude not have a birth certificate?

I’m Gonna Fall For The Chuckles Scam

Generally when you see an ad for a 900 or 976 number, it’s easy to figure out what the pitch is. A lot of them are sex lines of course, but through the years there have also been plenty that offer news, stock tips, gambling advice or even recorded messages from wrestlers or cartoon characters. But this one here? I have no idea.

Who is Chuckles the clown? Does he really have a band? Could you have really been in it? Did anything happen when you called aside from your mom and dad parting with $2.50 a pop and you getting in trouble for not asking first? Is it really this easy to make money? This is all very odd.

You Can Put Them To Sleep If Your Aim Is good

As excuses go, this is certainly one. I either really do or really don’t want to be on this fishing trip.

Police responding Saturday afternoon to a 911 call about a suspicious person encountered Eric Bennett, 30, on a Vero Beach street. An officer described Bennett as “visibly intoxicated on an unknown substance.”
Asked about large bulges in the pockets of his shorts–and whether he possessed any weapons–Bennett replied, “I have hypodermic needles for fishing.” He then removed “a plastic bag with syringes inside” from a pocket and placed the works on the hood of a squad car.
Bennett also handed over a cigarette pack containing a baggie with fentanyl. “I don’t want to go to jail,” said Bennett, whose occupation is listed as landscaping in court records.

Bennett was not in possession of any conventional fishing gear at the time of his arrest, police say. I’m not sure that matters much, though. As Ernie from Sesame Street clearly demonstrated many years ago, you don’t need all that junk to be a successful fisherman.

Christianity Or Mental Health Treatment

Gill has more thoughts on religious beliefs and medical treatment coexisting.

I spoke to all of you out there about my feelings about medicine, vaccines, and other treatments for physical health, but what do I think on the subject of mental health?

Chemicals Out Of Balance

If you have heard some of those TV quack preachers, yes I’m talking about you Kenneth Copeland, then you’ll know that they think something such as depression or bipolar is a demonic attack.  That’s not true. In fact, any Christian with reason on their side will tell you that this is a puberty thing, and yes, PTSD does exist. 

In Combination

I do take medicine to stabilize my moods, and occasionally seek out talk therapy.  My take on God wanting you to be healthy while your soul prospers is this: If it requires you to see someone, in my case a psychotherapist, God has given me that person for a reason.

Who Are These People? The 2022 Waterloo City Council And School Board Candidates. There’s Also A Suggestion For What To Vote Against

Carrying on with the series, here are your Waterloo Council and school board candidates.

I don’t always pay the closest attention to the goings on out in Waterloo, but rest assured I will be actively rooting against the idea of this George Schmidt fellow having a say in how future generations are educated.

Priorities: Parental rights in education; Increased focus on students; Back to basics education; ‘Education’ not ‘indoctrination’; Ensure safe and secure facilities
Quote: “Left-leaning progressives are radicalizing Canadian children and youth through the education system and using them as “Agents of Change” to advance a global agenda to deconstruct societal norms. Sadly, many School Board Trustees and educators are willing to play Russian roulette with the majority of students by putting political correctness before the genuine welfare of the students they are trusted to oversee.”

Yikes.

Does political correctness sometimes go too far and get hung up on all the wrong things? You bet. But that doesn’t mean that there aren’t plenty of societal norms that could use them a good deconstructing. That’s the only way society can ever change for the better. If nobody ever fights against norms, we still have gay people who aren’t allowed to feel love in public and whites only water fountains. Even I, a straight white man, only have the life I do because someone stood up and refused to accept that all disabled people were useless invalids. Change can be hard, but often it’s necessary. You don’t have to like every change (nobody does), but it’s inevitable. And to get it right, we need brave and smart people of all ages, well equipped with knowledge, context, morals and critical thinking skills. In other words, we need the very things that conservatives like George Schmidt have become hell bent on fighting against. We don’t always have to agree 100 percent on every single issue, but if you’re coming right out and saying that you’re against life being as good as it can be for as many people as possible, I’ve got no time for you. No one else should, either.

Don’t Assume

This hasn’t happened to me yet, but I’m sure my day will come. And when it does, unlike Gill I think I’m just gonna roll with it. Hey man, if you want to give me something for cheap, who am I to stop you? And even if in the end you ask for ID and my discount is not to be, it’s still going to be fun watching the reaction of somebody who just aged me by several years and probably thinks he’s mortally offended me. Either way I win. Sometimes something is only an insult if you choose to make it an insult.

Has this ever happened to you? If like me you like a good sale or discount, then you’ll know.

Today I went over to a nearby store to grab a few needed items, and as I was checking out they gave me the senior’s discount.  I told them that I was not a senior, and this isn’t the first time this has happened to me.

What Boils My Potatoes?

Just because I carry a cane doesn’t mean I’m someone’s grandma, in fact I have been told I look over a decade younger than my actual 42 years.

Question

If something like this has happened to you, how does it make you feel?

No No No No No No No No No No No…Baaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrfffffffff…No No No No No No No No No No…

Please, for the love of the sweet baby Jesus, tell me that this is not in fact a thing that anyone outside of freaks and maniacs who really want to be interviewed by a magazine is doing/has done. There aren’t many times when I want the media to make up a trend, but if the choice is between that and entire families sharing a single rapid COVID test swab, make things up all day long, newsfolk!

“It started as a joke, actually,” Elena Korngold told me. But late last month, the 40-something radiologist from Portland, Oregon, and her family decided that their unsanctioned scheme couldn’t hurt. Elena began the proceedings by unwrapping the sterile swab from a BinaxNOW rapid test for SARS-CoV-2, part of the family’s dwindling supply. She swirled the swab around the insides of each of her nostrils. Then she passed it to her husband, a cardiologist named Ethan, who swirled it around the insides of each of his nostrils. Then their two children did the same. It was “like some sort of religious ritual,” Elena said.
The snot-saturated swab went into the test card. The test card showed a negative result. The Korngolds, now bonded by something even thicker than blood, went to their dinner party. Nobody got COVID.

At the dinner party, did they only use one fork?

I understand what they were thinking. Tests are hard to come by sometimes, so you’ve got to stretch your resources as far as you can. But I’m sorry. There’s no dinner party in the damn world I would do that for. Not even sure I’d do it for a funeral, honestly.

And does it even work? Probably not. There is such a thing as pooled testing, but it’s not done like this. Not even close.

In standard pooled testing, people without symptoms might be divided into, say, groups of 10. Mucus from each person is collected (using a fresh swab; I guess I have to specify that now). A lab mixes together a bit of each sample from the group of 10, and then tests the witches’ brew using the PCR method. If a pool is positive, each individual specimen can be retested to figure out who’s carrying the virus.
Pooled PCR testing works because the process was designed with that in mind, Jennifer Nuzzo, a senior scholar at the Johns Hopkins Center for Health Security, told me. The samples are each mixed with just the right amount of chemicals to combine into one working test. Squeezing swabs from multiple people into a kit designed to test just one “isn’t really pooled testing,” she said. The rapid tests currently available to Americans don’t come with all the swabs, chemicals, and test tubes that would be necessary to accommodate multiple samples, and jerry-rigging that equipment could lead to contamination or unwanted chemical reactions. Susan Butler-Wu, a clinical microbiologist at the University of Southern California’s Keck School of Medicine, told me that the inclusion of too many human cells from the insides of too many human noses could also produce false negatives on antigen tests by diluting the virus sample. The latter problem doesn’t apply to PCR tests, for which samples are washed of irrelevant genetic material.

And let’s not forget that everyone is shoving this thing up their noses. None of you may have COVID, but that doesn’t mean nobody has anything, and now chances are you’re all going to get it.

The people in this story are medical professionals. How do they not know better?

The Korngolds considered—and then put aside—the possibility that their testing experiment could speed infection from one person to another. “It seemed like it would be a reasonable thing to try,” Ethan told me. After all, each of them was up to date on their vaccines, and if the pooled test did come back positive, they had enough tests in the house to identify the culprit. They didn’t even have any trouble working out their order of snot transmission. (Ethan: “We’re close enough as a family that there really couldn’t be any other way.” Elena: “Every family probably has an order in their own mind.”)

I’ll bet you all of the money that my family does not. And I will do it confidently, even though some of us are weird as shit.

In the grand scheme of pandemic-induced norm-breaking, the Korngolds said, the shared nose swabbing hardly registered against changes like remote schooling and reusing masks in the hospital.

I’ll give you the mask thing. That’s definitely not normal and arguably not safe. But online school? That’s just college, but for little kids. That stuff’s been around since the 90s. You can ask Carin all about it.

And in the grand scheme of being a family, well, they’ve seen worse. “I would say it is not one of the grossest parts of parenting by a long stretch,” Elena said.

Yeah, babies are gross. But when they crap everywhere or throw up on you, you don’t have to stuff it in your own mouth, so I’m not having any of this comparison.

The Korngolds insisted that they know perfectly well that their DIY pool setup might not be as accurate as testing one person with one kit, but they don’t regret giving it a go. “I think we’re just like other families that are trying to figure out a way through this,” Ethan told me. And if they get desperate, he and Elena said, they’d happily share snot again.

Well hell. I guess they don’t know better.

We’ve spent a lot of time in this household being very cautious about COVID, so I hate to call anyone hysterical. But if ever there was a time when I would do that, I think this might just be it.