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LOOKS LIKE URINALS.

that's on my screensaver. I love it

I was hoping you'd catch that one right away! Nice job, Mr. Motts! :0) Hope your holiday is WONDERFUL! :0)

I like the color. And the lines.

I want to tell you that this is [name hidden as per explicitly written site policy] ... Are you changing the name to protect it some how by not usng the real name... [That would be a "yes"]

What you call the "old wing" is the Savoy building, which was actually the newest building of the hotel, built in the '70s.

Ok, maybe I was trying to be just a little bit of a smart ass... I can't help it that my personal devil happens to sit on my fingers!

To be honest, I'm not even trying to be me these days, let alone you or ~Me. I'm just trying to be.

Bwahahahaha... I can see this happening too! Way to play it off!

Does anyone out there know an affordable place to get one? I'm claustrophobic, but for some reason it doesn't bother me as long as my face is uncovered. Besides, I think I'd rather face my fear head on than spend the rest of my life hiding from it...

So, Sketch, you're not trying to be me? (Please note, me, not ~Me).

And they made great cereal, too.

~Me is right (as always). They are not uncomfortable if you are placed in one that is the right size and if it is secured the way it is supposed to be. Most of us would hate being in one just because we don't like not being able to get out and we tend to get claustrophobic. They ARE rather difficult to get out of (although there is always someone who manages somehow), but there are a number of folks who know when they have passed the point where they are no longer in control and seem to relax as soon as they are in one. Interestingly (to me, at least), many of the folks who relax when they are in one would sometimes get all worked up and upset when they saw the jacket was being taken off if they knew they weren't yet back in control of themselves.

Temple Grandin, a woman with Asperger syndrome, writes in her books that a number of years ago she made herself a "squeeze machine" and the consistent pressure on her from the machine helps her relax when she is upset or stressed. This is a similar concept to the straightjacket or being held in a physical restraint, and folks who respond positively such as this may have sensory integration issues.

Rather than using mechanical restraints, I used to use physical restraint if I had someone who was out of control, if a simple time out in the other side of the room didn't work. It was my experience with the vast majority of the folks I worked with that they relaxed as soon as they knew I had them in a crossover hold (cross their arms in front of them and stand or sit behind them while holding their arms). Since I am 5' 1" standing on my tiptoes and as wimpy as anyone can get, I obviously don't have the ability to hold anyone for very long "against their will," but I was always amazed at how many folks would just relax and sit back calmly as soon as I had my arms around them to keep them from hurting themselves or others. They knew I was never going to hurt them or let them get hurt, and they just needed to be able to get themselves together without anyone overstimulating them by talking to them or lecturing them or yelling at them - just basically letting them calm themselves down so they could learn to do it by themselves at some point, which most eventually learned.

The majority of facilities for folks with intellectual disabilities stopped using straightjackets 20 - 25 years ago, and that was actually my job at the first facility I worked at back in the mid-80s. 24 of the 45 folks I "inherited" on my caseload had behavior "treatment" programs that included mechanical restraints of some sort (straightjackets, wrist restraints, 4 point restraint, helmets, papoose boards, etc.) and we were able to get all 24 programs discontinued within a year at the same time we decreased their psychotropic medications. That was pretty swell. This was a group of heavy hitters with multiyear histories of restraint and excessive amounts of medication, so I myself was amazed we all made as much headway as we did that year.

Anyway, at some point we had a number of straightjackets that we discovered somewhere that we hadn't yet scrapped. One of them was "just my size", so one of my coworkers tried it on me, secured it, and walked me down the hall, laughing, and as we turned the corner we walked into a conference room full of important executives, so to get out of the embarrassing spot I had to drool and shuffle and make strange noises, and then everyone looked away in embarrassment to be "polite", so we were able to get the hell out of there before anyone actually looked up and saw that it was just us.

That's kinda what I thought... Re-reading my comment, I sounded kinda insensitive, which isn't what I was going for. I just wanna check one out for myself... Maybe for Christmas? :D

I'll just have to take your word for that, ~Me.

I'd rather be hugged by ~Me than by me, if you catch my drift.....

Cool pixie, I hope you still have your photos, I'm still kicking myself in the ass for not taking photos of the laboratory back when it was full of equipment!

Nice butt!!!!