So frustrating! Reminds me of a set of keys that went missing in our apartment many years ago. Searched everywhere! Days later, DH leaned back in in the recliner and pulled the lever to extend the footrest. When we heard that metal on metal drop, we both jumped to see the keys on the ground. Yes, we’d searched the gaps in the cushion. I’m convinced aliens took them and pranked us by returning them at the moment we found them.

Of this list, I only had PDAs. I had a couple of versions of the Palm Pilot. I remember learning the script using the stylus.

I’m getting closer and closer to my 60th birthday, and still remember my delight at using a mouse on a Mac with one 3.5 inch drive. Inserting and removing program vs storage discs was tedious, but just loving the intuitive interface and how quickly I was able to make the mouse an extension of my hand. So much easier than learning function keys and keyboard shortcuts. And then combining mouse clicks, functions, and keyboard shortcuts to be so much more productive than ever before.

We still have an original iPod that my husband uses in our basement, and I believe we still have a working Atari game console.

So someone fat fingered my fat finger post and the misplaced post was related to slimming down fat fingers! I love Internet forums! 😝

Haha. My fingers aren’t technically fat. Normal size fingers that sometimes miss what they’re aiming for. Maybe it’s an American slang term for creating typos due to fingers landing on the wrong key? Good reminder of language use in an international platform! 🫣

That’s probably what is happening! Someone else is reporting. Good to know, and I retract my concern. I’m going to edit my post in case someone else is in the same boat. It’s happening a lot on this particular post, so if there is something wrong with this post, maybe someone should address.

I’m sad too. I grew up in the early 1970s loving newspapers and oddly loving the classified ad sections (that sounds strange, but reading scattered somewhat classified content still is pleasing to me. That is how my carefully curated Reddit home feed felt.) As newspapers died, I realized that my small metro area had no good written way to interact or hear about local issues. Our local subreddit became my best source.

And I loved reading subs such as /nursing and /medicine and /talesfromyourserver not because I work in those areas, but because they are IRL communities that I count on for my quality of life and hearing their stories helped me empathize with them and (I think) made me a better human.

If I woke up in the middle of the night, I could read something to get my mind off of whatever was running through my head.

Other than paying for my Apollo subscription, making about 25 comments a year, and using the upvote function liberally, I didn’t interact much. My almost 10 year old account is very shy. I was always wary of being attacked or ignored. Oddly, IRL, I’m very apt to dive into any conversation.

I’m tentatively trying to be more interactive here. Smaller groups feel safer.