Could you? Or could you only empirically prove that there was no horse in the box when you opened it? Maybe there was a horse in it that ran away very quickly immediately before you looked in.

It’s extremely unlikely, for sure, but not physically impossible. Even if it’s a very small box, maybe it was a very small horse. Perhaps one of those duck sized horses I’ve heard so much about on other, inferior sites.

I think the meaning of the phrase isn’t meant to be literal; or, actually, sorry, is meant to be extremely literal. Without absolute knowledge of the universe, you can’t prove with absolute conviction that a very small, very fast horse didn’t exist in your hypothetical box. It’s a pedantic saying, to be sure.

But yeah, I agree about the afterlife.

(If I had a nickel for every conversation I’ve had on Lemmy about the afterlife in the past day or two, I’d have ten cents, which isn’t a lot but it’s weird that it happened twice.)

I saw (I think) the original instance of this meme.

Every time I forget it, another evolution of it pops up.

I love it.

A week or two ago, I posted about a classic spider blowjob gif.

Perhaps you should scroll through my comment history.

Is it 2600?

Sort of?

Wow. Without any scale, I thought it was the top of a class ring.

A rare Red Dwarf quote in the wild.

You are an individual of quality.

… Roland Emmerich must be working on the final entry in his trilogy.

I definitely remember the boob health meter, but it had ragdolling?

The main thing I remember about that game was it being the first one I played that allowed me to soft lock my progress.

edit: and being impressed at the lady’s strength, throwing around boxes and barrels with one hand.

Same! The two straws that broke the camel’s metaphorical back were the stupid functionality of the search bar in the start menu; and the beginning of the removal of local accounts.

You know the saying: every second version of Windows is good usable.

AFAIK I don’t have autism or ADHD, certainly I’ve never been diagnosed with either, but routines are a good thing. If you have a functional routine that you follow, you probably won’t make many mistakes and you’ll have less cause to question whether you missed a step or did something correctly. To put it another way, if you know the rules going in, you’ll probably do it right.

I’m consistent enough that any space I regularly occupy (my bed, car, office chair, etc.) has wear patterns reflecting the way I use the space (mark on the wall where my hand goes when I sleep, dent on the car door where my elbow rests, etc.). My wife teases me, too, for having patterns … But I rarely fumble on any task I’ve performed more than two or three times and I don’t have to work hard to do things familiar to me. A few times I’ve been ill but doubted it until I bungled a routine.

As a final point, I would direct you to a scene from the excellent Meet Joe Black, but lamentably I cannot remember enough about it to find it online. In this scene, the protagonist references that shaving is a simple and consistent enough process that you can perform other mental tasks while physically occupied. If you have good routines, the same thought process applies to all recurring and regular tasks. (In case you have not seen the movie, I assure you that both the scene and movie are significantly better than I’m making them sound.)

After that happened, I purchased (out of pocket) one from Lofta and haven’t had any trouble since. CPAPs themselves are a very helpful treatment and I genuinely recommend a good one (again, assuming a sleep study supports the need).

Lofta also offers an at home study. Not sponsored or anything (I wish!), just have benefited from their product.

You can’t prove a negative.

Also, at least on DDG, searching for that phrase returns some pretty interesting results.

When I was a kid in the nineties, I had a book of urban legends. One of them was about a couple who happened to encounter him in a broken down car and help him out, only to find out he had later anonymously paid off their mortgage. It’s interesting sometimes to reflect on that story.

I’ve never even attempted to smoke broccoli!

Just kidding, I get what you mean. Though I’ve never partaken, I hear it’s a good option.

I went to Jamaica for my honeymoon and they pointed out a house where apparently Bob Marley used to smoke. It had a fairly large chimney so I honestly thought they meant meat until my then brand new wife pointed out my obvious obliviousness to me.

Meanwhile, Sims 4 is being nefarious in the background.

Your take makes sense to me.

My thought was mainly: if you hear someone mispronouncing her name, don’t automatically assume the worst of that person, obviously taking context into account.

I appreciate your understanding.

edit: For the second time in this thread, my client posted my comment before I finished typing the message. Weird.

I came here to question whether that claim is true, saw your post, and thought something like “well, that settles that.” Then I scrolled down and saw neatchee’s (great username) post and now my whole world is uncertain.

I was going to question your “Andrea” claim but then I thought about it and I can think of three similar but different ways to pronounce it. Curious how many ways there are.

edit: Accidentally pressed “post” prematurely.