toynbee

It is very pleasing to know I wasn't alone in this thought.

I never thought I'd meet the inventor of blogs!

When I was a kid, I read what I later thought was intended to be the last Garfield comic. Turns out that was a widespread lie, based on the linked article.

I'm not getting tricked again!

When I was a kid I broke my arm. I thought I was a poet at the time and wrote a poem about the breakage, entitled "it's shaped wrong." My mom submitted it ... Somewhere? ... And it got accepted into a poetry book. She bought the book for, iirc, $50.

I've always felt vaguely ashamed about it. Even if I thought it was good at the time (it wasn't), it was a four line poem, not nearly worth $50.

It would be kind of funny if it was the same company.

You stole my cat.

Reminds me of this book, which was not a good choice to read in the middle of the lockdown.

And maybe not now.

I read the title, discarded it from memory because I had no context or meaning for it, read the comic, went back to remind myself what the title is. Now I just feel numb.

These are all network addresses that refer to localhost - how a computer addresses itself.

Probably, but fortunately it hasn't happened again in almost twenty years, so I'm not overly concerned about it. Still, your concern for my wellbeing is appreciated!

I think they all theorized it was a food allergy (I have a vague memory of being given steroidal treatments) but I don't really recall. If that was what they thought, it may or may not have been correct, but it's inconsistent with anything I've experienced before or since.

Something like seventeen years ago, I discovered this as well and gratefully enjoyed my cookie. Not ten minutes later, I was spewing fluid from every orifice I have. I developed hives, too. Also, I didn't realize until someone told me, but apparently I had an extreme pallor.

I've never had an allergic reaction to a cookie before, nor an allergic reaction that severe to any food item. I hadn't consumed anything else suspect that day. It was bad enough that, once I had a sufficient break in my extensive leakage, I went to the hotel lobby where the hotel manager happened to be; he took one look at me and immediately went to call an ambulance without even asking me.

Once I was in the ambulance, even the paramedics commented on the volume and violence of my still ongoing reaction.

I was hospitalized overnight and it went away on its own over several hours. I was at a hotel for a week of on-site training for a new job and somehow the employer heard about it - I got major credit for showing up to the first day of training the next morning despite the circumstances.

Nothing else went wrong health wise during that trip but I haven't stayed at that chain since.

edit: Corrected a word.

Thank you for the link and information!