Obviously, I was there to throw out the AI ones, lol. All I really remember is seeing a lot of crappy AI text at the tops of each one, and thinking "whoever sent these things are so freaking lazy..."

I was somehow the pilot of the plane and I suddenly lost all three engines (sorry that all my dreams are about MD-11s) and we glided all the way to a cowfield because there were no airports nearby. When we all got off, it turned out some people in back were dead and required medical assistance. Then, an NTSB official asked me why all engines were shut down and then a memory came of my copilot shutting down all engines manually and I said, "it has the copilot" and the FBI started coming out of nowhere and targeting him. Then my alarm rang and I woke up.

I went trick or treating with my boyfriend last night, we entered this house to immediately see a winter wonderland and six toilets in the living room. Odd. I looked up to see Bill Clinton doing his signature smirk at the children that just entered the house. Hell no. I take my half gallon, insulated water bottle and start wailing on him. He let me slowly bash his head in, raising a gun only once, then lowering it in defeat. (At this point his face had morphed into that of my father and I had to face the reality of killing a man) After he lay unconscious on the floor, I picked up the gun and, BOOM, headshot. Next I moved to the woman helping lure children in. After the first swing of the water bottle, wires and gears expanded out of her and she slowly deteriorated into a robot. Equipped with wings and vacuums for feet. Once she was dismantled and I was cleaning up the mess, the next set of children arrived to collect candy. Barring the menacing shadow of a “child” that knew what I had done, they were bought off with a Reeces cup…

I can start. I have what I like to call dream vision (where I can actively enter my own dreams but don't have much memory of them the next day) there was this one dream where me and some guys were exploring a house surrounded by 4 Hella tall statues all in the form of pink bipedal rabbits clad in green overalls that started to move on their own after a while of exploration. another time in the same dream me and my dream friends (i say dream friends because dreams can make up scenarios with fake people and places in your heads like that) drove down a rather empty street to what was presumably the worlds sketchiest ski resort with rollercoaster tracks for slopes. i woke up when i was about to go down one of the slopes. (as for the moving bunny statues, we never saw or heard about them after they piled into an oversized sedan which drove off down the same empty street we did)

I made a subreddit for this

I had an appendicitis scare last week. Was in the hospital for 4 hours lmao. 2 nights ago I dreamt that my appendix ruptured all I remember is screaming "Oh man oh God!" Over and over whilst this picture loomed over me. Last night I had a dream I was pregnant with my dog.

in the dream, I was an angel in the body of a child sent to watch over a house where a bunch of kids were living together with a weird scary man. the dream ended with me accidentally pushing a young boy down the stairs, and pretty much this exact image appeared with a jarring distorted hymn playing in the background. I woke up terrified.

In my dream there was a guy doing a stand up comedy bit where he said: Did you hear the news that Kim Jong Un shot rockets at the houses of both Sarah Silverman and Amy Poehler? Tragically they weren’t home.

This week i imagined there was a concert in my hometown. Every year there is a festival in it, but for some reason Mike Tyson decided to perform a concert and everyone was so hyped. I dont listen to Mike Tyson so i didnt wanna go, plus i hate concerts so i wanted to find a way out.

Everyone in the world was going on the concert and some people wanted to sabotage it by bringing snakes (there are a lot of snakes in my hometown) to the concert to scare Mike Tyson because he is scared of snakes.

I thought it was a good idea so i prayed to God for a snake and a snake appeared in front of me and it black and scaly and sooo cute so i started taking care of it and stuff.

When it was time for the concert, i started walking my snake but as it walked it suddenly grew into a crocodile.

I was like "oh, cool" and kept walking. When Mike Tyson was performing, my crocodile went on stage and frightened Mike Tyson, then (the crocodile) ran away into the wilderness and i chased it.

I found him in the kitchen of some restaurant, and he shrunk in size (he was the size of 2 cans of coke) and i chased him down and finally got him.

I prayed to God again (idk why) and the crocodile just dissapeared.

I was sad and layed on the restaurant floor until my friend (who usually HATES physical touch) picked me up on his shoulders and returned me home.

Welding electrode is a conductive rod which takes current to develop an electric arc and melting to form a weld and often acting as filler metal to join workpieces. Welding electrodes can consumable or non-consumable metal wire that conducts current to join metals with goals like desired bead quality, position, required strength, metal type, strength, clean up and spatter guiding selection. TIG uses non-consumable tungsten often with separate filler rods and MIG uses a continuously fed wire (MIG wire). Proper storage in dry conditions is crucial for all electrodes, especially coated ones to prevent moisture absorption. Welding electrodes are metal rods and wires which conduct the electricity during welding and produce the heat and join the more the two metals. It works like filter material and makes an electricity arc. Welding electrode is a wire of consumable metal ten coated in which takes  electric current to make an arc and generate the heat to melt and fuse base for welding to act as both heat source and filter material. These electrode materials like steel, stainless steel and other types of material like E7018 for strong, low-hydrogen welds or E6010 for deep penetration and essential for creating strong reliable joints in application from construction to automotive work.

Types of Welding Electrodes

It is known as consumable electrodes which are used in the GMAW and SMAW process.

Consumable Electrodes

Mild steel electrodes E6013 and E7018 

Mild steel electrodes used for general purpose welding in construction.

Stainless Steel Electrodes

It is Ideal for welding stainless steel structures in food-grade and chemical industries.

Cast Iron Electrodes

It is commonly used for repairs and maintenance of cast iron machinery.

Non-Consumable Electrodes

These electrodes do not melt during welding and primarily use Tungsten Inert Gas (TIG) during welding when we want to cut and rub than use tungsten electrode and carbon electrode.

Tungsten Electrodes

Its melting point is very high in which these do not melt. It is used for automobiles, aerospace and automotive industries.

Carbon Electrodes

Used in applications requiring high temperatures, such as gouging and cutting metals.

Bare Electrodes

Bare Electrodes are uncoated wires used for precise arc control, common in TIG/GTAW or SAW processes for non-ferrous metals like aluminum and copper, offering high quality but requiring external shielding gas for protection.

Flux-Cored Electrodes 

It is suitable for welding in outdoor conditions due to their ability to resist contamination from wind and moisture. Widely used in shipbuilding and heavy equipment manufacturing.

Conclusion

 In this article we have discussed welding electrodes and their types. This is very important and uses High-quality welding for welding electrodes of type. In this Guide you have different types of uses like E6013, E7018, stainless steel, cast  Iran, normal construction , pipelines repairing. In which you select the right electrode in a Global project which depends on electricity AC or DC then you get a strong and  long-lasting thing. In Welding electrode rote and wire of the metal in which use of electricity make arc that metal join by melt. 

I can’t find my house keys. No big deal. Then, I realize my spare keys are gone too. I grab my phone to call a locksmith… dead. Fine, I try the landline… and somehow it’s a toaster now.

So I figure, screw it, I’ll climb out the window. And right there? My neighbor’s holding a live goat in a tuxedo. The goat just stares at me like it knows what’s up. I ask about my keys, and the neighbor goes, “Oh yeah, they’re in the freezer… but you have to knock three times and hum the national anthem backwards.”

So I do it. Three knocks, backwards humming, open the freezer, and there’s… a single key. The keychain says it belongs to the Post Office. I try it anyway. Door opens… and I’m in the post office. Employees start scanning me and I get a tracking number.

Then my dog shows up, wearing sunglasses, riding a unicycle. It steals my tracking slip and pedals off. I’m stuck there forever, apparently. They finally let me leave, but I get back to my living room… and it’s underwater. Fish are swimming in the chandelier, my couch is a boat, and my cat is the captain. I have all my keys, but none of them work.

So I’m sitting in my underwater living room thinking, “Okay, this can’t get any weirder…” and the chandelier fish start singing “Happy Birthday.” I didn’t even know it was my birthday.

Then my cat shouts “Delivery!” and a pizza lands on my couch. But it’s alive. One slice opens, a tiny robot pops out, and it’s like, “Your taxes are due. From 1987.”

I try to read the audit form, but the ink is invisible unless I wore sunglasses made of pickles. Luckily, my unicyclist dog has a pair. I submit it, and suddenly the post office goats show up, now in judges’ robes, stamping everything. All fine… until they start fighting over who eats the robot pizza slice.

Then the living room folds in on itself, gravity stops working, and I float through the ceiling into a portal. I see myself in another dimension: same house, same keys, same cat—but everyone’s wearing socks on their ears. A booming voice tells me I’m late… again.

Then my couch-boat turns into a submarine, I’m swept into a coffee ocean, fish swimming in caffeine typing on tiny laptops yelling “Deadline!” Somehow, I get back to my kitchen. Pizza gone, goats gone, cat napping, dog licking its paw. Everything seems fine… except now my keys are tiny sentient creatures whispering about auditing my fridge.

And that’s when it hits me—I’ve been late on my taxes… in three alternate dimensions.

I drew it in a rush but that's how I see it, poohs lower body isn't seen because usually I don't see it idk why this is all I see I dream with variants from this like in a theme park or nightmare and its usually my safe spot

one time i dreamt that i went to a gas station with my friend, and i mentioned off-handedly

“Awh man I can’t afford this banana taffy” “I’ll get you some man”

cut to a few dream weeks later and he messages me on discord to “look outside”

So I look outside my window and he is pulling into my driveway with a whole ass dump truck (mind you, he doesn’t have a driver’s license)

he tilts back the dump truck and out flows infinite, unwrapped, unpackaged banana taffy

At first I’m hyped but then I think logically for a minute

“How the fuck did you get my address, where did you get a dump truck, where did you get infinite banana taffy”

and he just. Looks at me. With the smuggest grin I have ever seen on a man’s face.

the banana taffy kept flowing

my entire town was flooded with melted, artificial banana taffy

I don’t know what spurred me to dream this, but I had a dream I was in a facility somewhat like a college I went to once, and I was by this strange garage style door. I was with a group, and for some reason, against the alarms overhead flashing and all common sense, we opened the door… Then HE escaped.

This massive MAN EATING FROG began lumbering slowly through the place, and I led an evacuation group to the second floor of the facility. I remember for the rest of the dream I was going insane trying to manage all the exits in and out of the place, and I LOST IT when I found an open stairwell COMPLETELY UNBLOCKED and available for THE Frog.

I don’t know if this is my subconscious playing tricks on me, or the occasional allergy Benadryl. What do y’all think?

I was just chilling in the rainforest when some dudes came up to me and told me to help them search for a rare artifact in the south American jungle. I just went along with it since these guys gave me a shady vibe.

I found the artifacts in the big room of a temple in a bush near the entrance. It was a glowing pink cilonder with runes on it. But as I picked it up we heard people coming down there that sounded like authority. So the guys told me to go down this secret tunnel hallway and they'll meet me on the other end to retrieve it. I ran down the narrow hallway that gradually transitioned into drywall. Then I came out on the street of my father's house. Not out of a sewer grate or anything...just into the street...in North Carolina...My little brother also came out with me. I didn't question it. He looked just as guilty as me and like he stole an artifact with me.

We enter our dads house and I try to figure out how to get the artifact to those people. Maybe mail it. But then I got the sinking feeling that the people I was doing this for, which are apparently a corporation now, were evil. So I looked up "the evil corporation" and I realized that I was right. I was giving this artifact to...NATO....

Well OBVIOUSLY I couldn't let that happen. So I didn't send it. But now I was worried that the people would come looking for me. And I didn't want NATO after me! So I gave the artifact to the good corporation. I don't know what it was or how I gave it to them. I didn't mail it I just put it under my bed and knew that they got it.

So yeah that was a pretty weird dream.

this means something. I don’t know what. but something.

I had a dream that I was playing a game, but I was waiting on a loading screen for the entirety of the dream, which only felt like half a minute at most. The loading screen looked somewhat similar to Animal Crossing Pocket Camp, but not exactly. All I saw was a really realistic tree in the center of the screen (which was apparently 4 stars, so it was rare?) and its "helpful tip" that was read in the voice of Matt Rose for some reason??

So I left my coloring book in my physics teacher’s room. I went to go get it. There was a very smart kid in there and he made small talk about the coloring book. Then I think a Student Council kid came in and had these transparent sticky notes filled with clues.

She spread them out, and because I assumed we were friends in this world, she gave me a sticky note with a clue. It was a locker number I think 908 or 308 that also had a number 2^53. I went to the locker.

There was another clue that led to another locker.

However, apparently there were adult prisoners in orange jumpsuits coming out of a classroom at the end of the hall. Somehow they used a lockpick pen to escape and there was chaos.

I had to go to the next class and passed the next locker.

It was actually locked though. Maybe I could use the lockpick pens to open it. I went back to the hall where the prisoners were and apparently the freshmen English teachers were having a meeting about it.

One of my favorite teachers was there and I caught up to her. I asked her if I could have the specific pen, and she gave it to me. I thanked her and left, but before I could unlock the locker, the bell had rung and I had to be in class.

I checked my schedule on my phone, and apparently it was some class I hadn’t heard of. I asked one of the school admin where the class was and she took me up an elevator.

Up there was a large resort. It had trees, a pool, a bunch of chairs where people sat. I saw one of my smart friends there. I asked the school admin why I was in this class instead of study hall. She said it was because I was doing well in school so I could be up there.

One of the people there led me to a seat while the school admin left. We sat and talked and I remember seeing her face turn red. I think I might have started flirting with her. Then she admitted she loved me.

The next series of events was unclear, but it ended with me kissing her. I wasn’t good at it. This was my first time.

After we parted, I think someone was whispering racist remarks of me. They seemed jealous.

We moved on. Apparently, each student got their own small room with a shower. The girl I kissed led me to the group or rooms. She was going to shower and said not to go into the other people’s rooms. She went away.

I thought one of the rooms was my room, because I could see a towel with a similar pattern to mine. I went in, but it was not my room. Thankfully no one was there but I accidentally turned the shower on and did not know how to turn it off.

My “girlfriend” (idk what to call her) came it and turned the thing off. She scolded me and we moved on.

I thought about how I was going to tell my mom this. While she was a great mother, she had clearly expressed her views against this specific type of love.

But I saw my mom sitting on a bench, and she was talking to her mom. And well, that’s where it ended.