jerryskids

Thanks for the response. We appear to agree that the increase in non-binary is some combination of (1) willingness to admit, probably genetic, and (2) environmentally influenced. The data I provided shows incontrovertibly, if you understand statistics, that the correlations between shiotty environments/mental states and non-binary have a clear relationship. You've provided no contrary data, rather a few allegories, and instead said "your data doesn't fit my worldview and I don't like it so you are making a reach." We're probably not going to come to agreement on this, so carry on.

Yes, just like that.

Thanks. I used oat milk for a while when I was testing if I was having a nut reaction (I wasn't, and I used to use almond milk in the oatmeal, but the one we get also has calcium). I'll add that we occasionally get some bagels. We've got a place by us, The Bagel Man, which is the closest thing to the Seinfeld "Soup Nazi" I've ever seen, other than the guy is nice. There is always a line. Closes by like 1PM, and isn't open on Sundays. They don't cut them if you buy bulk, or toast them period. "Can I get that toasted please?" "We don't toast, it's good, you like." "OK" The owner is middle eastern, more Arabic than Jewish it seems, although they are all close together so what do I know. I totally should have gotten some this morning; I drove past it taking my wife's car for new tires.

Thanks I guess, although this is somewhat evasive. Do you think the statistically impossible increase in non-binary for the younger generation is authentic? If so, given the gigantic percentage of mental issues I cited: environmental? or physiological/genetic?

Usually just this as well, but I go through phases. At times during chemo I was focusing on keto and trying to keep my weight up, so I'd make eggs and bacon, sometimes with cheese. Other times I've done oatmeal with fruit for the fiber, but I'm supposed to avoid calcium in the mornings because of my meds. I should try to find a "milk" that has little/no calcium; heavy cream has virtually none and I use it in my coffee, but that wouldn't work for oatmeal.

At least I had a few hours being happy that the Suns wouldn't have to face the Bucks in the finals again.

Great version, thanks.

Grohl's got some great ones, this is my personal fav:

Great choice, arguably the song that started the "unplugged" movement.

I could provide an allegorical opposite example from my daughter's HS but I don't see the point.

Not that I can think of. A local sports radio guy said this morning that we've had arguably the greatest game 7 ever -- 2001 DBacks beating the Yankees just after 9/11 -- and the worst ever, last night. Hard to argue but it's of course subjective. Add to it that the Suns had won something like 11 straight vs. the Mavs going into the series. Hell, Jason Kidd (Mavs coach) after the game yesterday had a look on his face during his interview of... wow, even I don't know what I just watched. And he's a former Sun. A few months ago we also got treated to the Cards laying an egg vs. the Rams. At least both teams were in the playoffs, so you can argue that it is better than missing it completely. But I still feel like a battered sports wife.

To go from being a confused, possibly abused or from a shiotty home life, social dork to being a cool kid.

That's my interpretation; he specifically said to rule for Mississippi yet keep Roe in place, I'm speculating as to how that would be implemented. I know you don't like that kind of discussion though.

And I've asked you countless times for your alternative interpretation, nothing as usual.

Sounds awesome! Filet for neighbors, you are nicer than me. Had my treatment Friday so I took it a little physically easier this past weekend; last treatment I pushed too hard and I was dragging for days. Still got some yard work done including chicken wire on our last potential pigeon roosting spot. Also walked a bunch on Saturday looking through granite for our remodel. Mostly I watched the Suns take it in the ass without lube yesterday. Not just take it, beg for it. Can you be embarrassed by something that you have no direct involvement in? That's how I feel anyway.