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Worst itching and accompanying pain I ever experienced was when many years ago I inadvertently and unknowingly wandered into some Poison Ivy and my legs and feet really suffered for that encounter! A miserable, unforgettable situation......
Ouch! Glad we don't have it here.
 
If you hate whining, skip over this post. What's on my mind? Bureaucracy!

A couple months ago I turned 65, and needed to sign up for Social Security. Went to my current medical insurance firm, Blue Cross/Blue Shield Federal, and found the plan that worked for me (Parts A, B, plus a BCBS Supplemental) but learned I had to apply separately for Medicare A/B at medicare.gov. Went there, tried to log in, and they refused my credentials. Tried over a week, finally found a "Chat" feature, and she said I had to go to the Social Security website to actually apply for Medicare. Tried there, and it wouldn't allow me set up an account, had to go to "login.gov" to set that up. That took several days (about an hour each day) but finally got registered. Was supposed to be able to now log into Social Security using my "login.gov" credentials, but they never would accept it, said a "detail" prevented my login but wouldn't tell me what it was. Finally, about ten days ago I started calling my local Social Security office to make an appointment, was always told, the "next available agent will be with you shortly", and then... immediately disconnected! This happened once or twice a day for over a week. This last weekend I really doubled down to figure this out, took notes and made a lot of printouts, 3 hours on Saturday and 2 on Sunday. The SS website would simply not accept that I am who I am. Went back to the "Chat" feature on the Medicare website and she said, "Sounds like you need to visit your local SS office". Still got cut off on the phone, so after lunch today...

I drove to the local SS office after lunch. Noticed cement-filled pillars surrounding the building every 4 feet, and when I entered had to sign in (name, time, office to visit, which I'm used to from my career, but here??) Then I had to do the TSA Shuffle, put my keys/coins/phone/belt into a tray to be x-rayed, then walk thru a scanner. Got up to the SS office, had to sign in, took a seat. The room had a full-time armed security guard behind a desk, who periodically announced that, if you signed in without an appointment, all you could do is schedule a future appointment. I accepted that, and sat down for a long wait. Some of the folks got waited on, and they all had scheduled appts (were called up by name), so they didn't get disconnected like I constantly did (??). Not quite 3 hours later, clock strikes 4:00 pm, and they shoo'd the rest of us out, telling us we should schedule an appointment on their Helpline (the one that constantly disconnected me for over a week).

Walking out, I saw the security gate and the cement-filled pillars again, and the little voice said, "Oh, now I get it!" Went home, tried again for two hours to schedule an appointment, including another link that asked me to photograph my UT driver's license, front and back, plus photograph my face for "Identity Confirmation" Tried that four times, and every time the site came back saying "Identity cannot be confirmed", then gave me an option to "Confirm my identity" that used the local Post Office, but after trying to sign up for THAT three or four times (to get a bar-code to take with me to the PO) I kept getting "PO cannot confirm mailing address", from whom I get mail every day.

I may try again tomorrow, or I may re-purchase that sig-sauer I bought 15 years ago. Right now, just need some Steely Dan, a couple beers, and a good night's sleep. [\whine:]
I would try id.me instead of login.gov. ID.me seemed more reliable.
 
I recommend that anybody thinking about using ID.me take a look at Brian Krebs’ (a well known security and privacy journalist) coverage of the IRS and ID.me. For example:
and login.gov probably isn’t any better wrt security. Luckily, ID.me didn’t require all of the PII that they asked of Brian Krebs. I will say that your phone number recorded at the DMV should be your current cell phone number. I had a client that had their landline registered with the DMV, so ID.me failed.
 
The (awful) power structures in music and music education. It’s just so bad, still, in 2025. I don’t get it. I feel I shouldn’t go any further for fear of getting too PRSI.
When I was at school, (and university), music mattered, - it took up time and space in our lives - and we had endless arguments, discussions, debates about bands, groups, lyrics, (and specific recordings of classical and other pieces) and used to head to one another's houses to listen to LPs that we may not have had in our own collections (or, our parents' collections, for many of us had parents who owned excellent collections of jazz, trad and classical music).

More to the point, quite a number of my friends - male and female - played music (usually piano and/or guitar) - the mother of one very good friend was a music teacher - some of them very well, if not quite to professional standard.

There were musical instruments (and excellent stereo music systems, which played LPs, and later, cassette tapes and CDs) - in our homes, and parental encouragement and support for an interest in music (although, perhaps, a little less enthusiasm for anyone who might have been dreaming, or hoping, or seeking to make a career from it - these were middle class homes, after all, with parents who hoped for both security and professional success in any career adopted by their children).

However, quite a few of my friends did play in bands, or groups, or ensembles, on a part-time basis, - residencies in pubs, or hotels, occasional concerts - and so on - and, of course, there was the teenage - or, young person - rite of passage of putting together a band, and playing music with your mates in garages, living rooms and so on; some of the greatest groups in history started in such a manner.

Actually, I recall how one of my (history) students - who was an outstanding pianist - put himself (he was an only child, and his mum, with whom he was close, was a widow) through university on the back of private music lessons he gave every week-end, and on residencies he had in hotels and pubs.

I'm not sure that many youngsters do this stuff nowadays - by that, I mean bond over music - spend hours discussing, debating, and playing and exploring musical stuff together, a world where gifted - or, at least competent - amateurs - were able to while away time in adolescence and later mastering this stuff.

And music allowed these groups to form naturally, and to bond organically, and to create something together - for, these were groups of people who came together, who found one another, through a mutual interest, rather than a "manufactured" entity, the creation of which may have owed something to commercial imperatives.

And, given that state of the music industry - this rentier model (which I loathe), and which has done much to destroy - or transform, and not necessarily for the better, the music industry (artists, music magazines, Rolling Stone, Melody Maker etc - which used to be a fascinating read for they covered and discussed and explored not just music, but much more than music - and, of course, the record companies, etc) as it was - I am not so sure that it is relatively easy any more to do this.

These days, "hanging out" tends to mean something such as watching Netflix, rather than strumming guitars and keyboards in the living room, den, or garage, or, listening to a new LP, or CD that contains tracks that you would like to share and have someone else to listen to it.
 
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When I was at school, (and university), music mattered, - it took up time and space in our lives - and we had endless arguments, discussions, debates about bands, groups, lyrics, (and specific recordings of classical and other pieces) and used to head to one another's houses to listen to LPs that we may not have had in our own collections (or, our parents' collections, for many of us had parents who owned excellent collections of jazz, trad and classical music).

More to the point, quite a number of my friends - male and female - played music (usually piano and/or guitar) - the mother of one very good friend was a music teacher - some of them very well, if not quite to professional standard.

There were musical instruments (and excellent stereo music systems, which played LPs, and later, cassette tapes and CDs) - in our homes, and parental encouragement and support for an interest in music (although, perhaps, a little less enthusiasm for anyone who might have been dreaming, or hoping, or seeking to make a career from it - these were middle class homes, after all, with parents who hoped for both security and professional success in any career adopted by their children).

However, quite a few of my friends did play in bands, or groups, or ensembles, on a part-time basis, - residencies in pubs, or hotels, occasional concerts - and so on - and, of course, there was the teenage - or, young person - rite of passage of putting together a band, and playing music with your mates in garages, living rooms and so on; some of the greatest groups in history started in such a manner.

Actually, I recall how one of my (history) students - who was an outstanding pianist - put himself (he was an only child, and his mum, with whom he was close, was a widow) through university on the back of private music lessons he gave every week-end, and on residencies he had in hotels and pubs.

I'm not sure that many youngsters do this stuff nowadays - by that, I mean bond over music - spend hours discussing, debating, and playing and exploring musical stuff together, a world where gifted - or, at least competent - amateurs - were able to while away time in adolescence and later mastering this stuff.

And music allowed these groups to form naturally, and to bond organically, and to create something together - for, these were groups of people who came together, who found one another, through a mutual interest, rather than a "manufactured" entity, the creation of which may have owed something to commercial imperatives.

And, given that state of the music industry - this rentier model (which I loathe), and which has done much to destroy - or transform, and not necessarily for the better, the music industry (artists, music magazines, Rolling Stone, Melody Maker etc - which used to be a fascinating read for they covered and discussed and explored not just music, but much more than music - and, of course, the record companies, etc) as it was - I am not so sure that it is relatively easy any more to do this.

These days, "hanging out" tends to mean something such as watching Netflix, rather than strumming guitars and keyboards in the living room, den, or garage, or, listening to a new LP, or CD that contains tracks that you would like to share and have someone else to listen to it.
Our Price, Woolworths and other regular record shops would be a regular Saturday destination at one point in my life.
 
Our Price, Woolworths and other regular record shops would be a regular Saturday destination at one point in my life.
Exactly.

Each and every Saturday.

Not to mention HMV and Virgin; over the years, my two brothers and I spent hours and hours of our lives in such places, and we were especially dedicated and devoted (and regular) visitors to those small, quirky, independent music shops (stores).

Browsing those shelves (listed alphabetically by artist, or musical type, or musical era) of LPs, and, CDs was something I always loved doing, for hours on end - an activity that was almost as good as losing myself in a good book-shop.

To my mind, online shopping is no substitute for the sheer sensual pleasure of exploring - of shuffling through selections of CDs, or LPs, - one never knew what one would come across, or, one might hear interesting and unusual stuff being played by the staff (who were usually knowledgeable enthusiasts) - and spending ages exploring the stock, chatting about music (groups,styles) to the staff, and/or requesting that they order stuff for you.
 
I'm not sure that many youngsters do this stuff nowadays - by that, I mean bond over music - spend hours discussing, debating, and playing and exploring musical stuff together, a world where gifted - or, at least competent - amateurs - were able to while away time in adolescence and later mastering this stuff.
Generally, yes - quite unfortunately. BUT... I have lots of friends who do this kind of stuff, and I do it, too. So I think there are certainly people who still do this, which I'm glad for.

For the longest time - in high school, particularly - no one was really interested in music. I'd say the majority of my high school class (which had 71 students, so very small compared to public schools), were more into business, or engineering, or science. This might have been because many of their parents were businesspeople, and thus were quite wealthy, and maybe wanted their kids to do the same. Though I doubt that was the case with everyone - but certainly with a lot of people. My parents, one a teacher and the other an administrator for the public school district, did (do) not prioritize this, and instead, have allowed my brother and I to pursue anything and everything, regardless of if it is lucrative or not. I think this is a good thing.
 
perhaps they're all too busy being internet influencers
Yes.

I was about to write "what a dreadful thought", but, in truth, I can only write "what a depressing thought".

And that is quite apart from the sheer, self-absorbed, idiocy behind the very notion of the noun "influencer".

Good grief.
 
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Generally, yes - quite unfortunately. BUT... I have lots of friends who do this kind of stuff, and I do it, too. So I think there are certainly people who still do this, which I'm glad for.

For the longest time - in high school, particularly - no one was really interested in music. I'd say the majority of my high school class (which had 71 students, so very small compared to public schools), were more into business, or engineering, or science. This might have been because many of their parents were businesspeople, and thus were quite wealthy, and maybe wanted their kids to do the same. Though I doubt that was the case with everyone - but certainly with a lot of people. My parents, one a teacher and the other an administrator for the public school district, did (do) not prioritize this, and instead, have allowed my brother and I to pursue anything and everything, regardless of if it is lucrative or not. I think this is a good thing.
Hey everyone! As per your request, I’ve created a separate thread for the younger members still in school and others who can join us to share their stories.

Here’s the link: https://forums.macrumors.com/threads/whats-on-your-mind-students-school-edition.2457270/

By the way, I’ve got a packed day ahead of me. School, a Zoom therapy appointment, the second-to-last student council meeting of the year, and my first work meeting for the NASA LSpace program start this evening. It’s going to be a busy day! 🫣
 
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What is on my mind is just how much I loathe, detest, abominate, touch screens on iPhones (yes, I know that I have already written this, but my hatred for this format knows few bounds).

When writing, I am partial to a proper - fully functioning - keyboard, what is referred to, these days, as a "mechanical keyboard", where one can actually feel the sensation of pressing, and depressing, the keys, and relish hearing a satisfying click, and enjoy the feeling of - that tactile sense of touch - that sense of key travel, when writing.
 
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lol. Shorts and sunshine here.
Not quite shorts for me, but short sleeves, and t-shirts, and khakis (chinos) while basking and revelling in - thrilling to - the extraordinary warmth of the month of May.

Actually, with the possible exception of the Easter week-end, the weather has been glorious, and has been quite incredible since around the middle of March.
One of the warmest and driest on record here in the UK.
Yes, it is.
 
Yep! I hate them, too. I have a nice mechanical keyboard at home, which is a much better typing experience.
I bought this one off of amazon a few days ago and I've been loving it:

After four days, the D key stopped working but luckily I'm still well within the return window so I'll get an exchange. Now I'm using a non mechanical, and I'm hating life haha
 
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This is awful. I am extremely ill and I have two performances tomorrow. Accompanying a bassist on Faure in the morning and have big band concert in the evening, at least that’s what’s supposed to happen.
 
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