Perhaps my strangest question: Does anyone reading this also get irritated with the pronunciation of "pneumococcal"?

:)  Ha!
Thanks for answering my strange question.  
That word just bugs me to no end.  :)


This post was edited by WelbyQuentin at February 9, 2025 11:02 AM MST

I find it more irritating when people say nucular.

I am finding replies galore in which I've failed to acknowledge by liking, even though I had seen them 'way back.'  Woops.

You're right. I hear that pronunciation a lot.  :)

Good idea!  :)

And thanks for answering.


This post was edited by WelbyQuentin at February 9, 2025 11:02 AM MST

ExACTly.
I'm trying to ignore, too. :)

Thanks for answering.


This post was edited by WelbyQuentin at February 9, 2025 1:42 PM MST

:)
Yes.
I remember while in my schooling, learning the French language (english is my native language) and thinking, more and more, "I think the French language makes more sense to me than the English language."

:)
Thank you. I love it.  :)

I admit I had to look up how to pronounce it, and I then listened to a video of a guy with a nice speaking voice sharing how to pronounce the word. He made it sound incredibly poetic to me. I like the pronunciation and, for sure, its meaning! (No surprise)
:)


Here, it was a blindingly sunny blue sky day (ug) --  temperature in the 60's (ick)--  and I'm ready for clouds and low 40's. Spring and hot weather is coming and I'm unhappy about it.

Hehe, we're getting a bit of both, so I'm happy! 

I did read that our brains are wired to like the smell of rain, or petrichor, and that we're sensitive to it. Might be because of its importance to our earliest ancestors. (It even leads camels to oases!) So there you go: the subjectivity of your opinion of the weather may be objectively correct (and provable) as well! This post was edited by Danilo_G at March 16, 2025 5:59 PM MDT

Yes, I am one rare specimen!

Perhaps I've even been thrown back to the future!

The ash-choked skies over the contested territories didn't belong to human pilots anymore. High above the toxic, scorched loam, the Corporate factions deployed their automated swarm bombers—sleek, algorithmic executioners programmed to maximize structural damage per square mile. But their payloads were entirely futile against the front lines of the Agrarians. Guarding the collective farmlands were the unDeath drones, autonomous shield-sentinels engineered not to destroy, but to endure. Capable of self-repairing on a cellular level from pieces of battlefield scrap, these metallic guardians absorbed kinetic impacts and redirected thermal energy, standing as an unyielding wall against Corporate greed. Both sides had spent decades tearing the earth apart for a bigger slice of the global pie, blind to the fact that they were poisoning the very world they sought to own.

​The warfare had long since passed the point of conventional explosives; now, it was an ecological nightmare driven by living PCBs. These weaponized, synthetic polychlorinated biphenyls were semi-organic compound swarms that dissolved soil nutrients on contact and infected mechanical guidance systems like a digital cancer. Just as the living chemical slick prepared to swallow the remaining Agrarian valleys, a localized intervention fleet cut through the stratospheric haze. Led by a matriarchal collective of brilliant Chinese engineers and scholars, these "Grandmothers of the Grid" brought more than just superior firepower—they brought an uncompromised mandate of universal morality.

​Descending in crystalline orbital vessels, they deployed tactical, high-intensity laser arrays that swept across the front lines. The specialized light frequencies didn't tear flesh; instead, they instantly neutralized the living PCBs, breaking down the synthetic chemical bonds into harmless inert ash while bricking the targeting matrices of the Corporate bombers. Standing at the command deck, the lead matriarch made it clear to both warring factions that the era of reckless exploitation was over, enforcing a hard, light-carved boundary where human greed was completely neutralized by absolute ethical authority.

I admit I didn't follow your intent here but thank you still.  :)