Looks like they’re interchangeable. In a clinical setting I’ve only ever used or heard it called a pannus. We even stock “pannus retractors” (basically a sticker with Velcro on the back - sticker part slaps onto the pannus, whole thing gets pushed wherever you need it, then Velcro straps connect to that to hold it on place).

This might be a regional thing, too - chips vs fries kind of situation. Not sure where you’re posting from; I’m in that weird unstable area with all the guns that some orange neanderthal has been busy raping for the last couple of years.

Quick search shows a lot of residential and commercial options - a legit scrub sink would probably be overkill, albeit novel. Just bleach the hell out of it if you go the scrub route - those things nasty.

Pannus? I’m talking about the ‘apron’ of abdominal tissue that hangs in front of morbidly obese people. Under those things there’s often a lot of skin breakdown and infection - and in one of my patients, maggot infestation - because it becomes a progressively harder place to keep clean as they pack on more weight, then come to the ER once it looks like something from a zombie movie.

Side note for my larger friends reading this: don’t neglect those nooks and crannies when performing hygiene! Dry it thoroughly, and keep it dry with powder or by keeping a layer of fabric in between areas with a fold so it’s not skin-on-skin. Often those first stages of an infection aren’t painful or anything, so by the time it’s actually bugging you, it’s BAD! Cleaning it can be tricky if your reach is limited, but you can get creative with it - one of my patients would bring a clean towel into the shower, soak it with soapy water, and kinda ‘floss’ into those folds. Dude was pushing 500 lbs, but never had skin issues. Lots of other issues, but he had hygiene down to a science.

Any handle or surface in public areas, assume the person that handled it before you had just finished taking a monster shit and skipped the handwashing before rubbing their pathogen-factories all over it. Photo in OP, there’s not really a good option, so you’re in damage control mode… check for toilet seat liners that some public restrooms stock and grab one of them? At least that’s something the other people handle before getting shit all over their hands.

One of the nastiest assignments I’ve had working in a hospital was ‘Handwashing Monitor’. And let me tell you, I’ve debrided infected wounds; wiped maggots out of some fucker’s pannus; cleaned up every bodily fluid our bodies are capable of cranking out from the floor, walls, and sometimes ceiling; helped amputate limbs that were literally rotten to the bone, and wiped a cumulative mile or two of ass crack…

…apply to nursing school today!!..

…but anyway, Handwashing Monitor. It is beyond appalling the number of patients, visitors, techs, nurses, doctors, housekeepers, you name it… who’d go in and out of patient rooms without performing hand hygiene; or they’d wash their hands, but for like half a second; or not use soap; or turn the faucet on with their grimy-ass hands, do a thorough handwash, then immediately contaminate themselves by grabbing that same dirty-ass faucet with their bare hands to turn it off. The thing that made that position take the crown above all the other examples I gave in the previous paragraph was the realization that the community who is THE single most painfully aware of pathogens and their origins / mechanism of spreading… can’t even wash their fucking hands!

…which brings us back to my opening sentence: it’s not advice on sheer ick factor, but a reasonable assumption based on directly observed evidence.

And no, this wasn’t just a particularly icky hospital: I’ve worked in multiple states for multiple organizations/facilities, and to this day get eye-rolls for asking people to re-wash or even first-wash their hands.

We nasty. Be a germaphobe. End rant.

Can’t find it for the life of me… Describing a web comic vs actually posting it always feels like a flop, but…

Aliens abduct a physicist, who doesn’t seem to give much of a damn about the abduction but is instead enthused to learn about the alien tech on board, so they give him a tour of the ship. They get to the power reactor and start dropping a bunch of sci-fi jumbo about “We harness dark matter to… (sci-fi Ruth Goldberg machine) …and finally, we use the heat it generates to boil water and crank a turbine!!”

*Physicist drops to his knees in despair and let’s out a dramatic ‘noooooo!’

Paraphrasing heavily due to having shit memory. I thought it was a SMBC comic, but… /shrug.

I don’t think I’ve ever stopped using a pen because of a fault or end-of-life condition of the pen itself. I stop using them because “Where the actual fuck did I put my pen…?”

I’m on the fence between the K2 HE base model and the Gamakay TK75HE V2, which came up in a related video when looking for reviews.

They look pretty similar, but the ‘phoenix’ switches used in the Gamakay seem some of the most silent on the market. The Nebula switches in the K2 don’t seem bad though - kind of just a ‘thud’ when they bottom out - still much quieter than mechanicals are known for.

Any insight on Gamakay?

I just noticed after typing this that you use your keyboard on the couch?

Yeah it’s kind of a weird set up… Tower is on the floor to my left, keyboard in my lap (or ontop of the tower when not in use), to my right there’s a center console thing with cup holders and a little storage area for remotes and such: I rigged up a mousepad on that, and the cord feeds in through that storage area then between the cushions and around the back of the couch into the tower. Monitor sits on a coffee table in front of me. Right of the center console is my wife’s comfy spot, and straight across from that is a wall mounted TV.

I don’t give a rat’s ass about tv shows, and she doesn’t give a rat’s ass about videogames, but this setup allows us to be plopped down next to each other but doing our own thing on screen.

And the couch is the most comfortable computer chair ever!!

The ships sank for your swims; but behold, they are risen!

Now, place your donations here, or you’ll spend eternity stuck in port beneath a flock of seagulls that just gorged themselves on the infinite dumpster behind Taco Bell.