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  • It sounds like Coke is just going to add Mexican Coke to their lineup of sodas, not like they're going to stop producing HFCS Coke.

  • Hard disagree. I prefer HFCS Coke. It's a personal preference.

  • It was Houston, so if we're sticking with native fauna, it was either an alligator or some kind of venomous snake.

    Personally I always pictured a manticore, but I never did get up there to see.

  • I lived on the ground floor of an apartment building that was lousy with millipedes. As pests go, millipedes are easy mode. They're slow, they're terrible climbers, and they crumble instead of squish. There's a smell, but it's not even that bad.

    Occasionally there'd be a cockroach.

    Then I moved to the second floor, and there were almost no millipedes, but more cockroaches. Also flying cockroaches.

    It was like a video game. You've got your easy level 1 bugs with the occasional level 2 bug mixed in, then once you get to actual level 2, some of the level 2 bugs can fly.

    Still not as bad as the third floor. The third floor was bats.

  • No, it's not understandable. There was no legal liability. The reason is misogyny.

  • There are no laws regarding this specific situation. This is a stance they chose to take.

    But believe me, I blame the doctors, the government, and Republican voters equally.

  • I specifically said in the case which you elaborated in your reply the rejection was wrong.

    Those details were irrelevant, because their denial of care was wrong either way.

    The problem is not the doctors rejecting care, deciding to safeguard themselves. Only because when the government decides to prosecute anyone it is always the doctor. And the patients that doctor might have cared for no where to be seen.

    It sounds a lot like you're suggesting patients should be prosecuted for seeking care. There's a reason they aren't.

    Regardless, the healthcare provider is absolutely wrong in this case, because there was no evidence that she might be pregnant. They're valuing her womb over her entire person. Even worse, they only informed her of this extremely broad restriction after she showed up for her appointment.

    Even her regular doctor agreed and said she won't be using that place anymore. But that kind of thing is becoming more common.

  • Are you saying that it's ok for them to turn away any woman of childbearing age who has sex? Because those are the only "risk factors" they were looking at. That's a lot of women.

    Besides that, denying mammograms during pregnancy isn't even standard. They could just shield her belly. There are conflicting studies on this, but denying mammograms during hypothetical pregnancy is ridiculous.

    Besides that, her mother had breast cancer a few years ago, and the mammogram was recommended by her regular doctor after she found lumps.

    And while I'm adding more details, they texted her while she was in that Whataburger bathroom and told her not to bother with the pregnancy test because of the possibility it could be a false negative.

    She was denied care because Texas values her role as a potential womb over her life. It's fucked up and totally unacceptable.

  • My wife was denied care in Texas because there was a possibility she could be pregnant. There were no signs she was pregnant or anything; there was just a non-zero chance, because we're sexually active, so they refused to perform a mammogram on her.

    Never mind what could happen if she needed that mammogram, if it might catch something and save her life. Never mind the two kids at home who need her. A hypothetical fetus is more important than her medical care.

    It took her weeks to get the appointment, and they just turned her away. She ended up taking a pregnancy test in a Whataburger bathroom. The state of women's healthcare in parts of the US is absolutely abhorrent.

  • I guess no point in climbing Mount Everest if it's not going to be the tallest in 250M years. That's a relief.

  • because most parents are lazy fucks who don’t take responsibility for their kids

    These laws aren't a response to a real problem. The kids are fine. The parents are usually fine. These laws are posturing at best.

  • 90s alt rock is a pretty deep genre. Music-wise, I might take the 90s over either of the decades that followed it. And I'm sure that's because it's better and not because I grew up with it.

  • Depends on whether or not there's a Gogoat or a Skiddo in the team.

    If there isn't, then not much.

  • That made me look it up, and it turns out goat sucker birds predate the chupacabra by a couple thousand years. There was a myth that these birds drank goat milk (from the goat).

    I remember reading the Dragonlance books in the 90s, and one character would talk about a cryptid called the "Goatsucker Bird" that was an amalgamation of those two things, and now I finally get that joke.

  • It was years ago and I probably misremembered that part. I only skimmed your comment because craps is so boring, but yeah it's probably whatever you said.

    Thanks for the correction.

  • ... is that Dean Cain?

  • I don't think it's because the bet is different so much as it's because the bet is against the person rolling. I'm betting that that person is going to "lose". It's just bad vibes.

    But yeah, obviously my bet didn't affect the outcome. That just makes it funnier that it worked out that way.

  • The time I won at craps.

    I don't gamble. I'll bet on things or play games of chance for money on occasion, but putting my money on a losing proposition isn't my idea of a good time. When I go to a casino I go to the poker tables and that's it.

    The whole culture about it just seems so self-defeating and depressing. The superstition, chasing the high of that one-in-a-million lucky event. It's not for me.

    My older brother is mostly the same way, with one notable exception: craps. He'd been talking it up to me for years, telling me how it's the most fun he's ever had in a casino, and I should just try it with him and see what it's like.

    It seems too complicated, I told him. He said that you can just bet the Pass Line, which basically means you're betting that whoever is rolling the dice doesn't roll a seven. It's a social activity, he explained, because the whole table is betting the Pass Line and rooting for each other.

    The way he described it, a group of a strangers drinking, cheering for each other on their wins, commiserating with each other on their losses, I could almost start to see the appeal.

    I downloaded an app and started asking him questions, which he answered patiently. Eagerly even.

    Then I saw it.

    "What's the 'Don't Pass Line'?"

    "It's a bet against the person rolling the dice. Nobody really bets the Don't Pass Line. It's a dick move."

    A plan formed in my mind. "Ok, I'll play."

    That night, I'm sitting at the craps table. To my right, my brother. To his right, our little sister. They sit me on the far left so I can get a feel for it before it's my turn to roll.

    The rest of the table is a smattering of dead-eyed gamblers. They looked preemptively disappointed, but ready to be amazed. Like they were ready to get caught up in a run of good luck, but they weren't going to bring it themselves. Not the party I was promised, but there was some promise there.

    First up, my sister. She rolls to set the point. We all put our chips on the Pass Line. Some of the gamblers make more specific bets.

    She rolls again, and we win! She rolls again and again, and we keep winning. I see the spirits lifting around the table. There's talking, laughing, cheering, free liquor, free money, and suddenly I get it.

    Eventually my sister rolls a seven and her turn ends, but that's ok because she already won the table a shitload of money. I'm up like $150 myself.

    The table knows us a little by now. I'm new, we're all siblings, and surely my brother will continue the hot streak.

    But a plan is a plan.

    My brother takes the dice and rolls the point. Everyone places their chips. I place my chips.

    The dealer asks me, "Did you mean to put your chips on the Don't Pass Line?"

    "Yes, that's exactly what I meant to do."

    Silence. Then my sister: "You're an asshole."

    My brother rolls again: seven. The Don't Pass Line wins me a couple bucks.

    I take the dice and proceed to go on a mini hot streak myself. I win like another fifty bucks, but the table never recovers. The mood is dead. I killed it.

    That was probably twelve years ago. To this day, if it comes up, my sister will only call me an asshole again. My brother won't talk about it at all.

  • I got told to "ignore previous instructions" because I said I liked looking at a painting. I think that's just going to be an insult now.