For years, I've been watching Neatorama get closer to 100,000 posts. We're at 99,149 now. But another milestone has been reached. With this post, I have earned 100,000 Neatopoints!

The more acute the angle, the more reflective a surface will be. There's a name for that, but I forgot it.

That sounds as good as it looks! I would have to have a large cup of black coffee to balance all the sweetness.

When I was age two to four, my family lived in a one-bedroom apartment. My memories of that time are mostly of still visual scenes containing an object that impressed me. My first profound memory was when my mother left me to give birth to my brother. She was only gone three nights, but it felt like a year to me. I was a little over three, so that seems quite normal. I recall sleeping under a window beside the kitchen sink, which is where they moved me to make room for the baby in the bedroom. But I dunno, I could have been sleeping in the kitchen that whole time.

I deserve extra points for searching for an illustration to go with this. The actual devices from that era resemble nothing as much as an angle grinder.

Since I no longer have kids at home, I no longer have a fever thermometer. I don't have scales, either. I know when I'm overweight, and I know when I have a fever. At my age, I can pretty much tell when either is in the danger zone.