u/Inner_Researcher587

So. I had a few 5 gal buckets of reclaim (with water) from about 3 years ago, that completely dried out. I combined the 3 into 1 added water, and started slopping it out.

I began to notice an odd smell, like super mold/earth... and got poked by something. I tossed that bit aside, and continued. More sharp stuff.

Finally, I got frustrated and washed off the bits of contamination, and I'm pretty sure they're some sort of rodent bones. Should I be concerned?

Part of me is like "it's clay, it's probably FULL of ancient decomp". But the other part of me is like "dude, you just inhaled God knows what, is it safe to throw with"?

Thoughts or experiences anyone?

I've been having sort of a recurring dream where I'm observing through the eyes of a young killer. He doesn't/didn't have a car, and missed a bus because he was asked to stay late and stock a small "big box" type store. Perhaps a K-Mart, Caldors, Bed Bath and Beyond, etc.

He and some other male coworkers got out late night, early morning... but no one would give him a ride home. Leaving him with a hour or two walk home alone. He was teased, and/or rejected because he was an odd person who didn't fit in.

One of his co-workers had an invitation to take a ride, but out of love and concern... he decided to walk the soon to be killer home. Either having a flash light, or taking one from the stores "receiving" department... the young man handed the killer a metal flashlight. I think it was an old "Mag Light".

The coworkers all left, and these two men started the long walk. They turn right out of the driveway, and begin to walk down the right side of the road/highway. It was a two lane road, with a 50 - 60 mph speed limit. The road was cut through a small mountain/hill, with the slope going up to their left, and the rest of the slope going down about 10-15 feet to the left. I don't see a guardrail... but there probably should've been one, or there is one now. There was hardly any traffic, and I get the feeling that it's somewhere between 12 and 2 AM. I got the impression that it was the late 80's or 1990's.

Some ways down the road, but within a half mile of the store, "I" the killer and my nice coworker began to have a conversation. I believe that I had a backpack on, and was holding the mag light in my right hand. The nice, caring, coworker was essentially lecturing me on how to be "normal" and brought up a girl that I liked, but scared away due to my awkwardness, and inability to hold back my feelings. Probably a "stalking" sort of vibe, or "coming on too strong".

When he began to talk about the girl (love of my life) I got a random impulse to hit him. "I" was extremely annoyed, and just wanted him to stop talking. If I didn't have the heavy metal flashlight in my dominate hand, it would've been a punch... but because of the flashlight in the hand, "I" cracked his scull open with the flashlight.

At first, I didn't realize that it hurt him as bad as it did. He collapsed fast. "I" (the killer) was in denial... like "come on mad, stop fucking around, I didn't hit you that hard". The hit had messed up the flashlight at little, and I was shaking it as it came off and on... flashing.

My victim was unconscious for about 30 seconds, but he "woke" moaning and thrashing around. He tried speaking, and it was just sounds. Forgive me (the writer) for using this word, but seeing/feeling what the killer felt, he began to chuckle to himself as he thought his coworker/victim was "acting retarded". I/the killer watched his coworker "wiggle worm" on the side of the road... still not fully comprehending what was happening. This is all within the first minute of the injury.

"I" finally get the flashlight stable, by hitting the back of the light against my palm. Probably realigning the batteries. That's when I see that my victim has a bloody left eye with a dilated pupil... as well as a zigzag pattern of brushed blood from his hair as he wiggled on his back, pushing his legs as much as possible, in an attempt to get away from me. I went from laughing... like "come on man, stop playing" to... "Oh my God, what did I just do".

In a panic, I made an attempt to help him, but I realized the severity of the injury. I thought about calling an ambulance, but I would need to run back to work and break a window to get in and reach a phone.

Within that perhaps 30 - 60 seconds, of wanting to save him, I saw a cars headlights wayyy down the road. Getting arrested and going to prison flashed through my/his mind, and I got EXTREMELY afraid. The only option I (thought) I had, was to hide my crime.

I grabbed my victim somehow (either legs, arms, or backpack straps) and pulled him off of the road. I got to where the side of the road dropped off on at least a 45° angle down the hill, and saw the difficulty I was about to have going down the hill. I paused long enough for the car to see us, then fully committed and started going down the hill, until his weight came off of the raod. That's when we both tumbled down the hill.

The vehicle began to slow down, and stopped about 100 feet past the crime scene. I turned off the flashlight, and located my victim. He was moaning/trying to yell so loud that his voice was cracking. I rolled onto him, and used both hands to "silence" him. I don't know if it was his hands covering his mouth and nose, a backpack, or a piece of clothing, but whatever it was... began to suffocate him. A person got out of the vehicle, and I could see them looking around. I was paying so much attention to that car, and that person, that I didn't even think of my coworker under me. I repeated in my head "don't see me, don't see me, don't see me".

After a minute or two, the person got into their car and drove away. I rolled off of my victim, to find him dead. I (the killer) had a surprising whoosh of relief. Like "wow, close call".

Being at the bottom of the hill, I turned on the flashlight and explored the woods a little bit. Taking a piss at some point, and drinking something from my backpack. I found a spot where the ground was soft and muddy, and dug a shallow grave. I fetched the body, and pulled him in the 2 foot deep hole. I covered him with dirt, leaves, and sticks, then walked along the bottom of the hill until I could easily get back onto the road.

Since that dream, I continue to dream through the eyes of the killer. His coworkers suspect him, and he's had interviews with police, but he's done a damn good job of staying silent.

I think he worked at his job for a while, and rode the bus past the body often. He feels sick when he passes the grave, but it's hard to know if it's guilt, remorse, or the fear of getting caught.

I've followed him as an outside observer around town, and I would probably recognize the town if I saw it. I think I would recognize the killers face when he was younger, but I'm not sure if I could recognize the victim. Unfortunately.

I'm not sure if the killer is still alive today, but he would be in his 50's or 60's. He and his victim were between the ages of 16 and 24 when it happened. If I had to pick a date, and time of year, I'd say either late summer/early of 1996, 97, or 98.

Honestly, I don't even know what to do with these dreams/information. I need some help. Should I try to act on this? Is there a way to get more specific information from my dreams? Do you guys have a system for this sort of thing?

Incidentally, my wife and I both had dreams about a boy found dead today. He was 7 with autism, and had been missing since Sunday. We had similar dreams that he would be found dead on Sunday and Monday night (last night). This was the "last straw" so to speak, that pushed me over the edge from believe I was having nightmares, to knowing this is probably real.

I did my own kiln install 3 years ago, and got all fancy buying a 50 amp ground fault/arc fault Amazon special... fired the kiln twice 3 years ago, and I'm pretty sure the whole damn thing crapped out on me. I checked over the connections and all the cable... and it all checks out fine.

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I have a show on Saturday, so I need to grab a new breaker, so I just want to double check to see if a normal 60 amp would work. I think the "Max draw" is 39 amps, if that helps.

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Thanks

42 year old male, 5'11", 215 lbs. Smoker, taking dicyclomine for IBS-D, Lexapro for depression, and NSAIDs for pain. History of neck and back pain (impinged nerves, sciatica). Lost all teeth at age 23, and almost 2 decades of on and off opioid use/abuse (self meditating). Pyoderma Gangrenosa diagnosed in 2015, with one large ulcer remaining. No IBD, but son has UC. I also had childhood and adult ADHD w/o hyperactivity, which is untreated because ironically... I don't like to feel "high". Opioids don't make me "high" and are the only "drugs" I've used in 20+ years besides VERY occasional Marijuana use. Zero alcohol use. Brief childhood migraines age 11 through 14.

Around age 10, I began to notice painful pea sized bumps in my neck. I also began to have problems with physical activity, best described as feeling like the blood vessels in my head and eyes were going to pop. Visual disturbances were present, and whatever was going on progressed to migraine headaches with auras, causing blindness, vomiting, phantom smells, etc. Eventually, I could feel little bumps under my scalp.

Migraines went away around age 14, but severe muscle and joint pain emerged. First official complaint made at age 17, but x-rays didn't show anything besides a slight curve.

Age 21, I was prescribed opioids, which helped the pain tremendously. I really tried to get to the root of the issue, but all imaging was normal. Cut off of painkillers.

Age 26 I slipped 4 discs. PT, muscle relaxers, and tramadol prescribed. Imaging showed calcification of the sacrum, impinged nerve roots, sciatica.

Age 28, back pain, muscle pain, and joint pain dramatically intensified. More PT, imaging, etc.

Age 32, developed two skin ulcers on my right foot. Multiple surgeries, skin grafts, etc.

Age 34, I was admitted into the hospital for 5 weeks, then a nurse home for 3 months, then back to the hospital for 5 more weeks.

During that last stay, I REALLY tried to get to the bottom of these lumps. One older doctor actually took some time to feel them, and suggested they could be lymph nodes. No diseases were found, and it's not Lyme disease.

Ultimately, I've probably had 30 different doctors, Physical therapist's, massage therapists, chiropractors, etc. feel these bumps, and it's ALWAYS shrugged off as "muscle knots" or "trigger points".

I don't know what to do anymore, or how to get someone to take this serious. Last time I counted, I found 200 of these little bumps on my upper body alone. Most are in my neck and back, but they're everywhere. It feels like where every little muscle fiber connects, there's a ball of nerves and connective tissue. They can't "release" either, and some spots have been there so long, they've turned into bone.

I'm contorted now too. I try to keep up on exercise and do a lot of the stretches I learned along the way... but I'm loosing. I don't have much of a life anymore, and the pain has destroyed me. I'm practically bed ridden, and I've pretty much given up. Opioids let me live a better life, but I haven't even bothered asking for them, because I know they won't give me any.

This is probably useless too, but I figured what the hell... maybe someone will read this and know something about this. I'm really at the end of my rope! I've even thought about trying to cut one out myself and throw it on my doctors desk! Lol.

My wife and I have 4 kids, and I've become the designated dish and clothes cleaner. I know you can't mix ammonia with bleach, but I can't quite find a straight answer about dish soap and laundry detergent. Just that it "may" or "can" be toxic, and form chloramine.

Like... I get it's a bad idea to directly mix the two products together right out of the bottle, but if the sink or washer is filling with water, is it a big deal to add soap to the washer, or toss some dishes with suds on them into a rinse/disinfectant solution?

Hello all!

I'm halfway through setting up a pottery studio, and all I need is a glaze lab, and a few alternative firing kilns.

I really wish I had a chemistry background, or went to school for ceramic engineering or something, but I didn't.

Obviously, there's other subs and a ton of books I have/can get in regards to firing and glaze development... but....

I'm curious if y'all could think of any unique, different, or crazy ideas that I could try?

Is there anything interesting that you've noticed in your chemical career that perhaps stained something that looked cool... or did funky things that might translate to ceramics?

Or... have you stumbled across any materials that could be formed like clay, that has super interesting properties?

I'd be willing to pay a sort of royalty or something if it works out.

Mystery energy spikes, likely doubling (sometimes quadrupling) our bill... turned out to be a hot water leak deep in inexpressible insulation under mobile home.

In 2023, our bill jumped from $200 to $450 for a couple of months, and then went back down to about $300. My wife and I have 4 kids, so we thought it was leaving lights on and such. This trend continued, 2024, and 2025. Random jumps between $300 and $450.

A few months ago, we finally noticed the hot water wasn't lasting as long as it use to. I replaced the elements and thermostat on the hot water heater, and it tripped the breaker immediately.

A friend came, and found the breaker burned out. He replaced it, and everything seemed fine.

Then... We got our bill this month, and it's like $1200. This months charges were $780. My wife called the electric company, and finally got a decent person who went through day by day, and told us that while the how water heater was off during repairs, our energy use dropped by 10x. Then went up again after the repairs. So I was finally able to figure out we must've had a hot water leak.

I'm not an electrician. I've never been a "home owner". I've called the electric company multiple times myself like WTF is going on... and they just passed it off as normal use. That seems wrong to me. Don't they use significant energy spikes to bust pot growers and stuff?

In hindsight, I feel really stupid. But I also feel cheated out of a lot of money. Why didn't anyone call me, or stop by and be like "hey there's something seriously wrong happening with your service"? I'm just a consumer. They must've known this was HIGHLY unusual right?

I'm aware seeking any sort of relief, or something is likely futile... but I'm wondering if there's anything I might be able to do policy wise?

I'm also wondering how many times people have died from an electrical fire or something... where the company had the data to diagnose the problem beforehand?

Would this be a "cause" worth pursuing?

Final question... I don't have the option to change electric companies. How is that not a monopoly?

Okay, won't lie, this is an appreciation post and thank you! I assumed I needed to write it as a question, so feel free to answer! But I've noticed that plumbers were so much cooler than electricians before I started doing DIY things.

Anyways, I asked a question yesterday, and I got a REAL

answer WITHOUT a bunch of crap. I really appreciate it.

I've asked questions in FB and other subs having to do with light to medium electrical things, and everytime at least half of the comments say "call an electrician", "you're going to k*|| yourself", or "you're going to burn your house down". I get safety is a worry, and a lot of people are dumb, but if someone is in an "ask" group/sub they're there for a reason. Be it curiosity, poverty, confidence, stupidity, etc. it shouldn't matter if you just answer the question! You guys did that. And it's not like your field is "safer" either. Light electrical is part of your job, right?

So I thank you again!

Specifically, thanks for helping out a "DIY" guy. Just because I don't have special licenses, doesn't automatically make me a dumbass. My dad was a plumber, and worked maintenance at a defense company. I was playing with multimeters since childhood. Helped him install all sorts of stuff. I'm in my 40's, and made it this far... so I have at least a little common sense. But I get it, even my dad said "common sense ain't so common". Also, I live in an area that doesn't even have a code enforcer. The local "electrician" doesn't even have a license. It's not required in my state. Or at least it wasn't when I posted electrical questions in 2023.

Alright. End of my little rant. I'd buy y'all a case of beer if I were a rich man. Hope you all have a good weekend!

A few weeks ago, our hot water heater crapped out. I'm fairly handy, and flushed the tank and replaced the elements, thermostat, and anode. The old components turned out to be fairly good, but I already had the replacement parts so I swapped them out anyway.

When I went to turn the breaker back on, it wouldn't flip on. So I replaced the breaker, and there was a burn/arc mark on the old breaker. New one went in fine, and everything seemed good to go... but I did notice the hot water was running out faster than it would before.

Then yesterday, we just got an $800 electric bill. Our bill is usually $250 - $350 tops. My wife called the electric company, and the representative told her that our usage dropped to normal when I had the hwh off, but it spiked back up after I "fixed" it.

Today, I'm going to crawl under the trailer, and make sure the wiring is okay. I'll also double check that the elements/thermostat are working.

I do have some electrical experience, but I just wanted to post here and see if it's something stupid or common that I'm missing.

Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated!

Is it possible, or legal... to request an organ or a body part from a loved one after death in the USA?

I realize this is morbid, but when my mom died, I asked the ICU nurse if I could cut a lock of her hair, and I got a super confused and disgusted look from the nurse. He obliged tho.

It's been years since her cremation, and I have her ashes. But the other day I thought about Ed Gein, and organ

donors.

This got me thinking about how I would've liked a bone, or something else of her after she passed. Like her scalp to get tanned, or an eyeball in a jar of preservatives.

It's embarrassing to say, and I probably sound like I have a severe mental illness. However, I know the reality of death... and my mom's body was cut open at a teaching hospital, and promptly burned afterwards. That's not much different IMO. Especially when it comes to organ donation, or body donation. Except I'd have something of my loved one, and not anyone else.

Hello everybody!

My parents passed in 2019 and 2023. They left me a mobile home and I have another home just over the state line in NY that needs to be completely redone.

My wife. 4 children, and I, have a "dream" of buying some land and having a homestead.

If I sold off both properties, I'd probably be lucky to get 50-80k.

I might be going crazy here... but I feel like land/property has doubled or even tripled. Like I swear I was seeing normal homes with 5 or 10 acres for under 100k and those same homes are online for 600k to a million each.

What the hell happened?

I see a common thread here and in VT where residents are trying to keep out the rich folks, but by listing property that high, THEY will be the only ones who can afford to live here.

I mean... I get it, if you're going to loose your home or farm, why not get millions of dollars for it! That makes sense. But how the hell can an actual Vermonter afford to live here?

I posted something a while back here, where I made the statement that those 3 religions worship the same God, and it seemed like a lot of people here really objected to that statement. So much so, that I was overwhelmed by a lot of negativity, and stopped reading the comments.

Besides thinking Jesus is the only God, could the people who disagree with that statement please tell me why in a polite, and respectful way?

Is it because of American hatred towards "terrorists"?

From what I've learned so far, all 3 religions worship the same Abrahamic God. The separation seems to surround which son Abraham almost murdered. Issac or Ishmael. But I don't think that matters, as both the Muslims and the Jews never disagreed about the God Abraham worshiped.

Apparently, Muslims hold Jesus in high esteem as well. They believe he was a prophet like Muhammad.

If Jews reject Jesus as their messiah, but Muslims accept Jesus as a great teacher and prophet, why do Christians hate Muslims? Yet tolerate, or even protect the Jews? Is it only because they live in Jerusalem?

People around me have become more and more religious, and thwy are putting pressure on me to "come to Jesus" or whatever.

They, and I, have prayed to Jesus to help me find him, but as "demonic" or "heretical" as this might sound, I had a vision of him in my teens. I transformed into Jesus in the mirror. I felt extreme sadness, frustration, and some anger. I took it as a sign that we are all God's children, and we all have Christ in us. However...

Ever since the "vision" I've had an aversion to churches, and Christianity in general. Not the Bible, crosses, prayer, etc. just "organized religion" in general. Lately, it seems like God or Jesus has tasked me with researching and understanding the history associated with the Bible. Not just how/when/why many stories became the good book, but also the great many wars, enslavement, migration, tribes, etc. happened to be. It's SUPER complex.

When people hear me say something like "I think organized religion is Evil" people tend to automatically assume I'm possessed by a demon. Or that it was Satan misleading me. But I don't think that's the case at all.

Let's just assume that I've been channeling Jesus/God, don't you think he'd want to unify Christians, Jews, and Muslims? These 3 religions have been killing each other for over a thousand years. Jesus was a modest man, do you think that he'd be happy with numerous denominations of Christianity, fighting each other, and building elaborate cathedrals and churches in HIS name? And do you think he'd be happy about the current US administration cutting welfare programs, and starting war again "in his name"?

Maybe it is a Demon, filling my head with this stuff... but if that's the case, it wants peace on Earth, less violence, and unity.

Please tell me how that's wrong.