Just had a dream that I poured a hot drink on the lap of some guy for saying something racist (helpfully censored by the dream). He lost his shit and was going to call the cops on me for assault, to which I said “Go ahead… I can escape from this world and from all consequence. I am beyond your retribution.” I then crossed my arms, ascended into the air, and woke myself up just as sirens blared nearby.
BUDDY you’re a BOY you’re a BIG BIG BOY you’re a BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BIG BOY you got mud on your face you BIG BIG BOY kicking your can all over the place singing WEE wee WEE wee WEE wee WEE wee
every genius who thinks mandatory two-factor authentication is a good idea should be forced to do tech support for a public library that serves a lot of elderly poor people
way too many people are interpreting this as ‘old people are too ignorant to understand technology’ instead of 'poor people, especially elderly poor people, often do not have reliable access to a cell phone’.
i know 2fa is more secure. everyone knows that 2fa is more secure. the problem is, when you make your very secure 2fa reliant on a cell phone, people who do not have cell phones can no longer use your service. when the service in question includes every major email provider, and you are required to have an email to access many basic kinds of assistance, people without cell phones are cut off from accessing those things.
public service message that thinking “Maybe speaking up about Palestine is too controversial/political for me to do” or “maybe mentioning good aspects about Palestinians while they’re suffering so much is not okay” is exactly the kind of mindset zionists want you to have and have been hard at work for years for people to develope. thank you.
it’s kinda comforting to me when my friends are a little annoying or longwinded or abrasive or tired and inarticulate, or they don’t do the exact politest thing in every interaction, and stuff, because I know I’m sometimes annoying, or take up a more than my share of conversational space, or forget to ask them questions, etc etc, and… like, I’m always working to be nice to my friends and to get better and better at friend-ing, but it just makes me feel more human about it :}
anyway I love you friends plz know I’m not counting, in fact I feel great affection toward you even (especially) when conversations go less than Perfectly Ideal
I’m not proud to say it but this line from a 60 year old detective novel made me re-think some things about friendship
remember when larian put all the data together from the most popular character creator picks in bg3. and they thought there was a mistake, so they ran the numbers again, and no - the result was just authentically, in a world where you can be pink, and have glowing eyes, and horns, and a tail, the result was the most generic looking human white guy with brown hair
“it’s me, John Baldur”
“it’s always baldest before the gate”
i love when he said it’s balding time and just balded all over
because of hardware limitations of the 3DS, I had to splice the movie up into 10 minute chunks and download them all separately.
this is in fact the best way to watch the movie, as it means I now not only have my own little chapter select screen, but I can also pace myself while watching in case I run into any kind of beasts (rats, ghouls) while in this sewer
seeing trans ppl in public is literally life giving. wish there was a normal way to express to other trans people in public that we’re family and that i love them
today was single handedly the best day of my life. i caught a cop stealing from the store i work at
literally watched him slide a candy bar into his sleeve and i literally felt like i was on top of the world. i felt like i could throw a car over my head. he walked around the store for a bit after that looking to see if we have any locally made pickles and then when he couldnt find any he was about to leave and im like ^__^ have a good night, are you going to pay for the candy bar you stole :3? and then i got to watch a grown ass pig shyly walk up to the counter to pay kinda just awkwardly laughing about it and was like “whoops forgot about it haha….” and then left without another word. this opportunity will never happen ever again. being able to tell a cop that he needs to pay for a candy bar he attempted to steal makes me feel incredibly powerful
“someone who allows you to rest” is the relationship dynamic of all time
A parent that welcomes you back home after things have fallen apart. A best friend whose voice alone who can make you relax. A spouse who convinces you to stay in bed an extra hour and leave the dishes for later. A stranger who sees you tired and gives up their seat on the train. Augh. The humanity of it
stop apologizing for going off on long tangents or rambling in the group chats and discords. that is self-defeating language and it associates guilt with being excited or whatever. instead you should frame it as “so uh anyway thank you for coming to my ted talk on my pokemon oc’s relationship to ethics and science whoops”. it’s funny it keeps the mood light it makes it easier to continue a conversation without the whole feeling of “do i tell them no its okay? like do i need to reassure them???” etc
This is why you should have a cat y’all. Egyptians believed that cats repelled evil spirits.
Cats are evil spirits. They’re just the strongest so all others must bow to their greatness.
Actually according to legend, cats are guardians of the Underworld. So once you are dead if you try to sneak back into the land of the living they send you back where you came from. They protect the living from the dead.
If you ever wonder why a cat stares off into the wild blue yonder and then bolts off for “no reason…”
That cat even looks like it’s accusing him of something like wait a Fucking minute here are you dead did you really think you could slip that shit passed me
I don’t know where you get your sources but cats were not fucking “guardians of the underworld”; this movie is based on EGYPT, cats were common domestic pets by the time Egypt unified, and they were representations of the goddess Bastet, ex goddess of warfare (formerly asociated with a lioness ), post-unification protector goddess. Cats were guardians of houses because they embodied the representation of Bastet, the “EYE of Ra”, the one that tells ra whatever happens. If a cat saw an evil spirit, it would tell Ra, and Ra would smite down the fucker in an instant. Bastet was also feared by evil spirits because she was the only one to be able to harm the evil snake Apep and save Ra’s ass, so you bet someone that escaped Anubis’ judgement and Osiris’ preservation would do well to fear Bastet out of fear of being caught by said gods. They were seen as this as well because they disposed of rats and snakes (perhaps an egyptian once saw a cat killing a snake and went “OH BAST JUST KILLED APEP” and that’s how the mythos started), so they were useful animals to keep as pets, revered, adored, mourned when they died, and if you killed one you received death penalty.
The only animal seen as a “guardian of the underworld” were jackals, because they embodied Anubis and were seen near tombs, but that’s because they entered said tombs to try and eat the corpses and the egyptians based their entire Anubis lore on them.
So yeah, if you were an evil emperor that escaped the process of the gods you once worshipped, unleashed curses around the world disrespecting your own pantheon, and you came across an avatar of the goddess of Warfare that could also call upon Ra to pulverize you with sunlight, and have your soul sundered by Osiris and weighted by Anubis to go to your rightful place as someone who perished AGES ago, you would shit on your pants as well.
Paleontologists completed a life-sized replica of Sue, the most complete T. Rex ever found.
And she is freaking GORGEOUS!
As I read more about this beauty, I found out some new details regarding things I thought I previously knew about the beast that was Tyrannosaurus Rex, and I’m going to share them with you.
First, and most obvious, her size:
This is nothing new, we all figured T. Rex was big, but I for one never stopped to consider exactly how big it was. Nobody ever really knows what to imagine when they read about something the size of a whale that walked around and ate everything it could kill.
Speaking of eating things, I just want to remind you all that T. Rex had–by miles–the strongest bite of any terrestrial animal living or dead, somewhere around six and a half tons of force. That’s over six times greater than the current estimate of what Allosaurus was capable of, and three times what was delivered by the highest measured reading of the living title holder–the estuarine crocodile. It didn’t have to waste time swinging its head open-mouthed like Saurophaganax for a little extra oomph, or grow fancy serrated teeth like Carcharodontosaurus to cut pieces out of its prey. It opted for the simplest approach: get its mouth around something and crush it to death; imagine the full weight of an elephant on whatever was between this thing’s jaws.
“How did it find something to eat?” I hear you asking. “It can’t see something if it doesn’t move, right?”
Listen, I love Jurassic Park too, but that’s a big crock of shit.
Notice how both her eyes face forward. That gives her binocular vision (the ability to focus both eyes on one target, like you and I). More importantly it means she has impeccable depth perception due to overlapping fields of vision from each, large, eyeball. Researchers agree that T. Rex not only had incredible vision, but that it was probably better than most modern animals–including eagles, hawks, and owls–and that she could likely spot something three and a half miles away. If something that big can see that well, it doesn’t matter if you move or not, she’d be able to tell if it was an animal trying to hide or a piece of vegetation. So pray she isn’t hungry if she lays eyes on you. And even if by some miracle she didn’t see you, she’d still smell you.
If she decided you looked tasty, you probably wouldn’t hear her coming as much as you’d feel her. Modern science indicates that T. Rex didn’t roar like in Jurassic Park, but rather bellowed or maybe even hissed like crocodilians. If she were on to you, you’d most likely feel this sense of unease creep up your spine as a low-pitched rumble in the air permeated through you. You wouldn’t know what it was or where it was coming from until you hear her footfalls. By then it’s too late–you could try to run but she’d probably catch you. There’s plenty on YouTube that reconstructs what T. Rex may have sounded like, and it’s legitimately haunting.
To wrap all of this up, the one bit of good that came out of the cursed year that is 2020 is that this wonderful child of science and art came into the world, and reaffirmed my respect and admiration for the eight ton slab of muscle and teeth that is this magnificent creature.
…and it is nothing if not magnificent.
I’m obsessed with dinosaurs and I looked up what different dinosaurs probably sounded like and it’s absolutely horrifying
Side note: people make fun of the arms, but just to be clear the math says that she could do pushups with them, ie stand back up after lying down. They may well have had other purposes, but that one thing alone justifies their existence.
i think that the “i do not control the ____” memes are generally tame and do not lend enough credence to the genuine absurdity of the original line that is
I saw this and remembered that I had this thread saved in a folder and figured this would be a good time to bring it out
READ THE WHOLE THING. I cannot garuntee that you will be pleased, but I can guarantee that it is one HELL of a rollercoaster.
on the one hand this is a joke post because lol i have never made a good post in my life, but also, if i hadn’t made the connection
between this update and my sudden nosedive in activity, i would have been really fucking discouraged about all the shit i’ve been working on lately. i guarantee there are people on tumblr right now who haven’t made that connection, and who are trying to figure out why suddenly no one likes anything they’ve made. and that fucking sucks.
Reminder to go into your settings and turn off ‘Best Stuff First’ because my activity’s tanked a couple days ago for no reason so this stuff IS happening.
You WILL miss content with that setting on.
i ain’t joking when i say that my activity looks JUST like this too and i wasn’t sure why
I can only find the option on the app under Settings > Dashboard Preferences.
To support content creators do us a favour and turn off “Best stuff first”. Open the tumblr app (Android or iOs) and go to “Settings > Dashboard Preferences. And please reblog this post, so that everybody will see this. Thank you very much!
I assumed I just wasn’t writing very well, but maybe it’s not just me.
Am I supposed to pay to get my writing in front of followers now?
We interrupt your regularly-scheduled sci-fi content because this is important for app users, and it sucks. We all follow blogs because we want to see their content, not to have a crappy algorithm decide what’s best.
This blog is down approximately 80%, which doesn’t affect me other than as an annoyance (as this is a hobby and @okayto is small-ish) but the issue undoubtedly hurts others.
Below are instructions for turning it off. You have to do it individually–it doesn’t matter if a blog you follow turns it off, you’ll still be affected unless you do the same.
We don’t normally reblog PSAs, but this is very clearly affecting us, too! If you haven’t been getting your daily dose of RPG humor, this setting is probably why. Turn it off so you can see all the silly shit players say!
Trying to reblog the versions of these instructions with the most notes, so they’ll actually show up for the people afflicted by this update.
Ah, a nice leisurely afternoon. Time to log on to tumblr and look at my completely-manageable activity page, which has surely not changed much in the 12 hours since I last saw it
um
what
Anyway I guess this seems as good a time as any to introduce myself to the new folks.
I’m Kayt, an academic library worker, night lurker, and person who was unironically described by a fellow librarian as a vampire. I blog about libraries and communication and adhd and whatever leisure I’m enjoying and also really basic job/resume tips because I hire college students and see some really interesting choices sometimes.
I have a rabbit named Momiji Hasenpfeffer and a garden full of garlic (and a guide somewhere in my blog about how you can also have a garden full of garlic) and a browser full of tabs that I am absolutely going to finish reading one day.
thanks @bmoharrisbankofficial but unfortunately i can’t focus on the very important message here because i’m too busy being confused by the fact that apparently if you send an ask with only one letter tumblr will bold that letter in the “asked you” notification text?? why the fuck would that be the case
[id: A tweet by Tim X Price, which reads: “Please note that Disney’s depiction of Winnie the Pooh is still under copyright. It’s the character from the books that entered the public domain.”
“Red shirt on the bear, artists beware. If nude he be, your Pooh is free.” end id.]
Your honor. It’s true that a first glance at the evidence would suggest my client was responsible. But let’s look a little further, shall we?
I have here a reverse image search for the crime scene as well as my client’s photo.
And if you look closely at the results…
The blogs and dates don’t match.
My client has been framed!
And why? Because their iconic “mischievous smile” makes for a funnier post, of course. But nothing, not even Tumblr notes, is more important than the truth!
I present to you: The original unaltered post and the true culprit!
does anyone have that picture of that fucked up looking white kitten that looks like this
Her name is Nimbus and she grew up to look like this
(ID: three images. first, a simple drawing, solely lineart, of a small cat, its back arched and eyes squinted. its fur is messy and raised.
second, a real life picture of a kitten much like the drawing. it’s white and has long, messy fur. its eyes are a bit swollen and squinted.
final image, an adult cat looking towards the camera, its fur white with some beige hints, and appearing soft and shiny. it wears a collar with a pink pendant. End ID)
This is actually hella interesting, bc in simple terms, tigers are extroverts and lions are introverts. There’s more to it, but that’s the gist.
Whenever zoo’s tried to put lions and tigers in the same enclosures, the tiger would eventually try to groom the lioness and play constantly. The lioness would lose patience and snaps at them
So basically what I’m saying is that you have a regal and refined gf who stands at the edge of a balcony during parties, sipping champagne
Then you have the other girl who drank all of the little flutes on the servers platter, and is now drunkenly pointing at her gf and telling everyone that that’s her gf and doesn’t she look beautiful I love her so much
So I had to draw them in human form???
You drew them in the corresponding ethnicities for their Geographic locations!!! Bless you, you have no idea how sick and tired I am of white human lion king characters.
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This is some of that top-shelf, straight-up, good shit. Bless these big cat lesbians.
#do u think that it was awkward in the group when the rest found out that shere khan hunted down and tried to kill a kid multiple times? #im not discussing the ethics of shere khan trying to kill a child or whether mowgli deserved it or not im just wondering like. #was it awkward for them #do u think tigger and hobbes text abt him and how they can’t invite him to big family bbqs anymore bc of chris and calvin? #does tony stop posting group pics that have shere khan in them bc he doesn’t want to lose his kelloggs endorsement? #tigress probably is the neutral party bc humans don’t even exist to her #is there a big drunken blowout between them one night where the tension is too strong #and shere khan yells about how ‘you don’t understand! he tied a fucking ON FIRE BRANCH to my TAIL!! i was traumatized!’ #and theyre all like ‘you don’t think he was traumatized??? you were hunting him and telling the whole jungle you were going to kill him!’ #there’s a scuffle that ends in tigress holding back shere khan and both tigger and calvin holding back tony… #eventually the latter two convince tony to leave the restaurant for some fresh air #and and shere khan breaks down and sobs that he just wants his fucking friends back while the rest of the restaurant watches in silence? #idk something to think about
