Some middle-aged guy on the Internet. Seen a lot of it, occasionally regurgitating it, trying to be amusing and informative.

Lurked Digg until v4. Commented on Reddit (same username) until it went full Musk.

Was on kbin.social (dying/dead) and kbin.run (mysteriously vanished). Now here on fedia.io.

Really hoping he hasn’t brought the jinx with him.

Other Adjectives: Neurodivergent; Nerd; Broken; British; Ally; Leftish

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Cake day: August 13th, 2024

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  • Never really have. Around 8 or 9, I stopped wanting to get any older and since then I’ve always felt like I was pretending to be my age rather than being it.

    I understand that a lot of other adults are also pretending, but I’ve all but ceased to be able to keep up the charade.

    For example, I own a house, and even managed to look after things for a while, but that was a struggle and there’s no way current me is up to any of that.

    I envy others’ strength and ability.



  • Another UK perspective here. When the decorations go up may depend on the weather and/or the mood of anyone in the house. Each household will have their own preferences and rules for that and everything else.

    Putting the decorations up in November is considered a bit soon, but I have some family precedent regarding that, and there was also something on the radio a few days ago about how particularly dreary weather has convinced a few people to get the Christmas tree and lights out early to brighten up the place.

    Some put them up at the start of December, but the sensible time is usually a couple of weekends before the big day.

    The superstition about taking them down again before Twelfth Night runs fairly strong here, but mostly because it’s “right” to take them down at that time rather than any courting of misfortune. (Or is it?)

    As for other traditions, that’s harder to pin down. You don’t know that what you’re doing might be unusual until you see other people’s perspectives. Everyone knows what a horse reindeer is… Right?

    Guarantees: Kids up at the crack of dawn ripping wrapping paper off presents. Someone will want to watch the King’s speech and someone else won’t. Someone will put on music that someone else doesn’t want to listen to.

    For the adults around me (and me), we generally wait until after a late breakfast on the day itself to exchange gifts. Then there might be some visiting out or receiving visitors. Visitors might stay for dinner which is mid-afternoon.

    Then it’s kids playing with gifts, adults reading any books they might have been bought, and finding something to watch on TV (or streaming or DVD etc.) that everyone can agree on.

    … and hoping beyond hope that nothing happens that isn’t going to make you dread Christmas next year.




  • I created an account on a Mastodon first. The Fediverse Tips account over there suggested KBin over Lemmy because of Lemmy’s tankie connection, and probably also because Kbin was a combination of Mastodon and link aggregator.

    To me, the Kbin interface was marginally preferable too.

    So I joined the original Kbin. But the dev / owner Ernest had to deal with real life. That instance died and the Kbin software was succeeded by Mbin.

    So I moved to kbin.run, which was actually an Mbin. But that mysteriously vanished when - I guess - the owner didn’t want to, or couldn’t afford to, er, run it any more.

    And now I’m on fedia.io.







  • As soon as it begins, I’ll put on that one rubber horse mask that’s been a meme on and off for the last 20 or more years.

    That in itself might be enough.

    If not I may be forced to make horse noises. There’s actually a sound that’s called “blowing” I think is perfect for the situation, so I could technically “blow” the interview and still get the job if they’re sufficiently unhinged.

    Were it not for the potential for criminal damage, I would also stand abruptly before making the noise and then, with suitable timing, violently kick the chair backwards.

    I think that could all fit nicely within 30 seconds.

    Or, you know, I could just tell them the truth that my mental state is incredibly fragile and the tiniest amount of work stress or office politics is going to be detrimental to both myself and the company in very short order and that I should not have been sent there in the first place… but where’s the fun in that?







  • I recently (re?)learned that “you” was the plural form and only became a formal form under the influence of French.

    Basically, “you” was “ye”/“y’all”/“youse”/“yins” before any of those existed, and the others only came into existence when “you” became formal and stopped filling that niche.

    And some dialects, including some very populous ones like standard British English, still don’t have a plural “you” as a result of that change of usage. The subsequent shift to being generic only cemented the problem.

    “You” regains its plurality in things like “all of you”, “you all”, “you lot” (not really for the politest of company) and “you <number>” (e.g. “You four, go sit over there”) for a group of people, but on its own it’s ambiguous.