It wrinkles my brain that Jupiter’s moon Europa has oceans that are sixty miles deep, while Earth’s oceans only reach seven miles deep at most. I’m willing to bet good money that there’s life in Europa’s oceans. Like five bucks. You hear me, NASA? I bet you five bucks that there’s life on Europa… Now that there’s money and reputation on the line, I bet they send a mission there real quick.
I have no idea when this was originally posted, but NASA is working on their Europa mission RIGHT NOW to look for alien life! But get this, they theorize that because of the depth, gravity, and composition of the oceans, any organisms that lived there would be waaay bigger than aquatic life on Earth. So far everything’s going well with regards to their Europa mission so they should have a spacecraft on its way to look for giant sea monsters in space in only a few years. (The planned date is in the early 2020s.)
Looks like my negotiations worked. You’re welcome, humanity.
I’ve never been gripped with such cold terror and pure delight in my LIFE
explaining to an 18th century sailor that we’re looking for sea monsters in space.
Please let there be sea monsters in space Please let there be sea monsters in space Please let there be sea monsters in space Please let there be sea monsters in space Please let there be sea monsters in space Please let there be sea monsters in space
For those who have hsed Trackbear, how did you like it?
I’d like to try a tracker to keep myself accountable while writing my fanfiction. Probably just like 15 or 20k every month.
Is it good? Worth it? Does it have an app or it just browser based?
I’d also love to make friends of I decide to make an account there
I LOVE TrackBear and have been using it for the past few months when I get the chance to write.
It’s completely free and I find it much better than NaNoWriMo’s free tracker ever was. It also has the leaderboards for friends. And it’s especially cool that you can have more than one WIP for a goal.
(Also, as a fellow fanfic writer, mind if I ask what fandom?)
The fact he’s named kinda brushes over the fact this is a wild elephant. Born in the wild, raised in the wild, the only human interaction is watching the safaris. And after mean humans shot him, he decided the best course of action was to go visit the nice humans who just take pictures in hopes they’d help him. And then, even though they didn’t help him right away, he trusted that because they continued to be nice, he was safe, and they would help him.
also the people saw an elephant and were like “that’s a ben”
i hope he tells the other elephants where they can get help
Orphans who were rescued, raised, and released by the David Sheldrick Wildlife Trust in Kenya have communicated that it is a place of safety to other elephants who’ve never even been there.
Injured animals will show up there when they have been harmed by poachers because they know it is a place where they can get help!
i am very glad elephants have a functioning yelp system
“Took a little while to get served the quality of service made up for it. 4/5 stars. Would reccomend”
-Ben the Elephant
“Just visit your local apex predator and they’ll help you for no reason”
the donations post is once again dying out, so I’m making a new one.
We still really need money, I keep getting more sick.
It’s so bad that I can barely even be transported by car because the changes in speed makes it feel like my head is collapsing in on itself.
But also walking leaves me so exhausted I can’t comfortably stand up. I have been pretty much bedridden for weeks now, and my assisted living home isn’t accomodating my needs at all.
They’re supposed to be providing food, but since I have allergies. They don’t actually make sure I can eat it. So we’ve had to order take-away, which is obviously kinda expensive.
I’m still trying to get medical staff to listen to me, I have gotten blood work done to see if any of my hormone levels can explain my illness, and from what I can see, it doesn’t explain anything.
I also have a doctor’s appointment this monday after having had to wait all month for it.
So please help us out, we still haven’t been able to work on getting any further with marriage approval because of how sick I have been. We also need to have a diagnosis worked out for the approval anyway.
We genuinely have no way of making this all work out without help.
so I’ve seen there be talk about the word theyfab and how it’s used and what it means and I just wanted to put this out here in case someone tries to use the wictionary article as proof that it’s not strongly tied to dismissing a section of nonbinary people as nothing but trenders. wiktionary currently defines “theyfab” as follows:
This is the result of a couple of recent edits:
both of these are from April this year
Now the first editor says they’ve edited it to better match how the term is used colloquialy, but that being the sole definition does NOT reflect it’s colloquial use, because this is a huge part of the term’s history as well as current use:
We gain nothing by pretending this isn’t there.
Also in case anyone saw the mention of race traitor in the edit log and got curious about what that’s about, it’s in reference to this removed additional definition:
which had been added to the article on the same day it was removed (November 30th 2023).
I was thinking this guy was fortnite dancing until I realized this is probably where Epic stole it from
Donald Faison improvised this dance on Scrubs and yes, Fortnite stole it.
He also wasn’t compensated or credited, and he’s pissed about it
There was a big discussion on people copying Black dancers, not giving them credit and profiting from it. Fortnite was highly criticized for doing this with multiple dances.
Also Black choreographers on TikTok would get copied by white dancers and only the white people would go viral. In frustration and protest, a Black person who created many viral dances but never achieved fame made a video that looked like the start of choreography but instead was them giving the middle finger and walking away. The message was ‘you’re not stealing any more dances from me, I’m done’. Not getting the message, white tiktokkers stole that as well, making throwing up the middle finger and walking away the last viral “dance” from a non-celebrity.
According to my D&D cookbook (yes that is a real thing, weirdly,) teiflings like bold flavors, especially spicy food. It also says the like salty food. This gave me the probably bad idea of a teifling who really REALLY likes salt and they eat super salty food all the time. Then one day someone asks them why they eat salty things so much and they go “oh I just really like spicy food!” And everyone around them goes “salt isn’t spicy though?” As it turns out, their demon heritage makes them mildly allergic to salt, but they just thought it was supposed to be spicy. Salt is the teifling equivalent of pineapple allergies.
I was thinking this guy was fortnite dancing until I realized this is probably where Epic stole it from
Donald Faison improvised this dance on Scrubs and yes, Fortnite stole it.
He also wasn’t compensated or credited, and he’s pissed about it
There was a big discussion on people copying Black dancers, not giving them credit and profiting from it. Fortnite was highly criticized for doing this with multiple dances.
Also Black choreographers on TikTok would get copied by white dancers and only the white people would go viral. In frustration and protest, a Black person who created many viral dances but never achieved fame made a video that looked like the start of choreography but instead was them giving the middle finger and walking away. The message was ‘you’re not stealing any more dances from me, I’m done’. Not getting the message, white tiktokkers stole that as well, making throwing up the middle finger and walking away the last viral “dance” from a non-celebrity.
I dreamt that people found out that tumblr posts had a secret hidden text field that you normally couldn’t put anything into that was called a post’s “wungle text”, and it wasn’t normally displayed in any way, but someone made a browser extension that allowed you to write and view a post’s wungle by flipping it over like an index card. The user’s picture and name and all that would be backwards, but the wungle post looked otherwise like a normal post, though empty unless the author had written something in there. It worked in reblogs too.
People were using it for jokes, and a bunch of seemingly boring and innocuous posts got really popular with funny wungle sides.
It looked kinda like this:
The post would be the same height vertically, it would just be a ton of blank space on the wungle side, so if you wrote more text on the wungle than you did on the post itself, it would just overflow and get hidden under the other UI elements.
I dreamt that people found out that tumblr posts had a secret hidden text field that you normally couldn’t put anything into that was called a post’s “wungle text”, and it wasn’t normally displayed in any way, but someone made a browser extension that allowed you to write and view a post’s wungle by flipping it over like an index card. The user’s picture and name and all that would be backwards, but the wungle post looked otherwise like a normal post, though empty unless the author had written something in there. It worked in reblogs too.
People were using it for jokes, and a bunch of seemingly boring and innocuous posts got really popular with funny wungle sides.
It looked kinda like this:
The post would be the same height vertically, it would just be a ton of blank space on the wungle side, so if you wrote more text on the wungle than you did on the post itself, it would just overflow and get hidden under the other UI elements.
I’m watching The Big Bang Theory in its natural setting—playing in the background of a hot spiral room—and I can say within that specific context, it is a very charming show. Like the saltine crackers of media.
Hospital room. A hospital room. Not a hot spiral room. What a nightmare idea. And you all rolled with that idea. The idea that I was sitting in a hot sweltering spiral prison watching the Big Bang theory is actually what hell is. Bazinga.
does anyone have gifs of that girl from nikke but she’s all twitchy and visibly experiencing shellshock
Shit man, this shoujo war is fucked. I just saw a girl clap her hands together and say “10,000 years tunnel of love” or some similar shit, and every one around her got nosebleeds, had their pupils turn into beating hearts and then faint. The camera didn’t even go onto her, that’s how common shit like this is. My ass is using a stockless bullpup rifle and nothing else. I think I just heard “pretty beam:rapture” two groups over. I gotta get the fuck outta here.
Indigenous groups across the Americas had all encountered Europeans differently. But where other coastal groups such as the Haida or the Mi’kmaq had met white men who were well-fed and well-dressed, the Inuit frequently encountered their future colonizers as small parties on the edge of death.
“I’m sure it terrified people,” said Eber, 91, speaking to the National Post by phone from her Toronto home.
And it’s why, as many as six generations after the events of the Franklin Expedition, Eber was meeting Inuit still raised on stories of the two giant ships that came to the Arctic and discharged columns of death onto the ice.
Inuit nomads had come across streams of men that “didn’t seem to be right.” Maddened by scurvy, botulism or desperation, they were raving in a language the Inuit couldn’t understand. In one case, hunters came across two Franklin Expedition survivors who had been sleeping for days in the hollowed-out corpses of seals.
“They were unrecognizable they were so dirty,” Lena Kingmiatook, a resident of Taloyoak, told Eber.
Mark Tootiak, a stepson of Nicholas Qayutinuaq, related a story to Eber of a group of Inuit who had an early encounter with a small and “hairy” group of Franklin Expedition men evacuating south.
“Later … these Inuit heard that people had seen more white people, a lot more white people, dying,” he said. “They were seen carrying human meat.”
Even Eber’s translator, the late Tommy Anguttitauruq, recounted a goose hunting trip in which he had stumbled upon a Franklin Expedition skeleton still carrying a clay pipe.
By 1850, coves and beaches around King William Island were littered with the disturbing remnants of their advance: Scraps of clothing and camps still littered with their dead occupants. Decades later, researchers would confirm the Inuit accounts of cannibalism when they found bleached human bones with their flesh hacked clean.
“I’ve never in all my life seen any kind of spirit — I’ve heard the sounds they make, but I’ve never seen them with my own eyes,” said the old man who had gone out to investigate the Franklin survivors who had straggled into his camp that day on King William Island.
The figures’ skin was cold but it was not “cold as a fish,” concluded the man. Therefore, he reasoned, they were probably alive.
“They were beings but not Inuit,” he said, according to the account by shaman Nicholas Qayutinuaq.
The figures were too weak to be dangerous, so Inuit women tried to comfort the strangers by inviting them into their igloo.
But close contact only increased their alienness: The men were timid, untalkative and — despite their obvious starvation — they refused to eat.
The men spit out pieces of cooked seal offered to them. They rejected offers of soup. They grabbed jealous hold of their belongings when the Inuit offered to trade.
When the Inuit men returned to the camp from their hunt, they constructed an igloo for the strangers, built them a fire and even outfitted the shelter with three whole seals.
Then, after the white men had gone to sleep, the Inuit quickly packed up their belongings and fled by moonlight.
Whether the pale-skinned visitors were qallunaat or “Indians” — the group determined that staying too long around these “strange people” with iron knives could get them all killed.
“That night they got all their belongings together and took off towards the southwest,” Qayutinuaq told Dorothy Eber.
But the true horror of the encounter wouldn’t be revealed until several months later.
The Inuit had left in such a hurry that they had abandoned several belongings. When a small party went back to the camp to retrieve them, they found an igloo filled with corpses.
The seals were untouched. Instead, the men had eaten each other.
I, reading this for the first time, have the look on my face right now.
I bought this expensive ass yogurt as a gift to myself so that I could make little candles in the tiny terracotta pot it comes in and it turns out it is the best, creamiest, most buttery heavenly delicious yogurt I have ever tasted and I’m now addicted
sometimes things that are expensive are worse but sometimes things that are expensive are astronomically better and that’s where the real problem lies
YOU CAN TORRENT GOOD YOGHURT. If the good yoghurt has a live culture you can use it to make a whole pot of new yoghurt with the exact same bacteria culture. You’ll have to add flavoring yourself but it should be similar.
I just turned 43, but I have to say, trying to figure out what Skibidi Toilet was, made me feel much older.
It’s basically a bunch of 14 year olds (and younger) who have had their first taste of surrealist content and because it is so novel to them, they can’t get enough of it. And it has become extremely popular.
It has a perfect storm of features built in to appeal to that age group. First and foremost, their parents don’t get it. It frustrates older people. But it isn’t objectionable enough for parents to put their foot down and say they can’t watch it for arbitrary moral conflicts. It’s like Baby Shark for tweens.
And so these young people get to truly explore what weirdness is. How it makes them feel. And it gets to be… just theirs. They get to claim ownership of it and have this community surrealist experience together and then laugh at their parents because they’re all, “Okay, but why is the head in a toilet?”
Kids are exploring the limits of their imagination and finding the wonders of surrealism… in the most infuriating-to-parents way possible.
At tale as old as time.
I’m betting there were some caveparents thousands of years ago looking at doodles on the cave walls and just shaking their head.
“Grok, my son… what the shit is this?”
The cycle continues.
Someone once told me that skibidi toilet was alpha’s badger badger badger mushroom and now I remember how delightful it was to confuse old people.
not now sweetie, mommy is watching how the massive girlbossification of female characters has led to the belief that weak and vulnerable female characters are badly written characters because apparently every woman needs to be outspoken and witty and snarky and brave in order to be considered “complex” and have any value in a piece of media!!
Just found out apparently Terraria has optional integration with RGB keyboards where the key lights will animate thematically to the gameplay and I’m gonna be honest if I saw this shit on my keyboard during the final boss countdown I think I would shit myself
Terraria is still the only game that did rbg keyboard integration right
The best possible landlord is still a landlord, and stands at the top of a steep incline
He gives you a house for free that you never have to pay back for. He’s not a fucking landlord he’s a real estate agent you dimwitted radioactive mushroom. You’re never gonna get “evicted” you have complete sovereignty over your land, can place anything and everything you can fit in the space, put up whatever decorations paint jobs and wallpapers you want. The only downside is if you want to make a large purchase from HIS STORE you gotta pay off the last large purchase (you can still buy mailboxes and fences and nice cobblestone paths)His entire backstory is that he got his heart broken by capitalism and decided to move to a small town and give people affordable housing and affordable upgrades to said housing.
And the house? The money you don’t even have to pay unless you want HIM to expand your house for you?
18,400 bells
For reference a single apple sells for 100 bells
Which means you pay for a house (really you are paying for the upgrade) for the same price as 15 dozen apples.
You are literally buying a house for the same price as 15. Dozen. Apples
Let’s put that in perspective to say. America. A honeycrisp apple at Kroger costs 1.70 each on average meaning a dozen costs around 20 dollars. Meaning the price of a house in Tom Nooks store (that once again you never even have to pay back) is equivalent to a whopping 306 dollars.
That’s it. To pay off a house and let you get renovations you have to pay less than a single months rent at any apartment.
Go throw a pie in someone’s face since you want to be a clown.
That last line goes so hard.
I immediately had to go put it in Objection Maker.
The best possible landlord is still a landlord, and stands at the top of a steep incline
He gives you a house for free that you never have to pay back for. He’s not a fucking landlord he’s a real estate agent you dimwitted radioactive mushroom. You’re never gonna get “evicted” you have complete sovereignty over your land, can place anything and everything you can fit in the space, put up whatever decorations paint jobs and wallpapers you want. The only downside is if you want to make a large purchase from HIS STORE you gotta pay off the last large purchase (you can still buy mailboxes and fences and nice cobblestone paths)His entire backstory is that he got his heart broken by capitalism and decided to move to a small town and give people affordable housing and affordable upgrades to said housing.
And the house? The money you don’t even have to pay unless you want HIM to expand your house for you?
18,400 bells
For reference a single apple sells for 100 bells
Which means you pay for a house (really you are paying for the upgrade) for the same price as 15 dozen apples.
You are literally buying a house for the same price as 15. Dozen. Apples
Let’s put that in perspective to say. America. A honeycrisp apple at Kroger costs 1.70 each on average meaning a dozen costs around 20 dollars. Meaning the price of a house in Tom Nooks store (that once again you never even have to pay back) is equivalent to a whopping 306 dollars.
That’s it. To pay off a house and let you get renovations you have to pay less than a single months rent at any apartment.
Go throw a pie in someone’s face since you want to be a clown.
That last line goes so hard.
I immediately had to go put it in Objection Maker.
people who don’t play have questions in the tags. Halsin is an Elf druid who often takes the form of a bear. He loves being a bear. Halsin is poly & you can romance him alongside other characters. Halsin spends the entire first half the game telling you how bad he wants you but he can’t do anything about it until he finishes his mission to lift an evil curse from the land. Once the curse is lifted, should you choose to hook up with Halsin, he’s so thrilled when you kiss that he turns into a bear. He turns back to an elf, embarrassed and apologetic, at which point you can either move on and kiss his elf mouth, or do the True and Holy thing, and tell him no apologies necessary, bring back the bear.
