among us is the latest joke to enter what i call “joke orbit.” it was one of few modern memes that gathered enough force to remain alive throughout the period where everyone fucking hated it for being overdone. and now it’s back to being funny, simply by virtue of its refusal to die. it is a self-propogated meme now. like a satellite stabilizing in the outer edges of the planet’s atmosphere, among us has established itself in our collective subconscious. it’s probably never going to fully die, like how our perception of the shrek movies will never really go back to normal and how we look so fondly on rickrolling
I love how ppl just do this sometimes to their potential ancestors. In the 25th century my descendants are gonna dive into old records and find a selfie of me, photoshop cybernetics onto me, and say I had the perfect face for being annoying about how it felt uploading my brain to the SolarNet while wearing stolen techpriest robes
Some of my favorite bloggers on here typically get less than 10 notes per post, but I’ve got my face pressed to the glass of their enclosures, watching with rapt attention.
I love the idea of a roomba topography map being the jumping on point for a liminal horror story. House of Leaves II: Roomba.
You assume it’s just a software glitch - obviously some weird reflections or something confused the range finder, and the vacuum’s mapping algorithm interpreted the data as a whole second room or hallway.
Sometimes the map shows that the vacuum has actually entered the non-existent space and is cleaning there, but obviously that’s just the position tracking also screwing up, so it thinks it’s somewhere far away and just maps it to the closest place it thinks exists.
The map keeps growing, though, and the vacuum’s taking longer and longer to clean the whole house.
Eventually it’s frustrating enough that you start setting aside time to watch it do the cleaning, so you can figure out what surface is confusing it and fix the problem.
Somehow the problem never happens when you’re watching.
The vacuum seems more beaten up than you remember - scratches and small dents, nothing to stop it from working, but you’re not sure where they came from.
Once, you look while it’s cleaning and can’t find it anywhere. The mobile app says it’s cleaning the living room, but it’s obviously not there. The app is often wrong, though, and when you hear it trundling around the dining room, which you just checked, you guess you must have just… missed it somehow?
When you empty its bin, there’s strange, golden dust in it that you’ve never seen before.
You install a few cameras. Every time the vacuum malfunctions, it’s always when it’s behind something or in a dead zone between cameras. Even when you move the cameras. It’s a different place every time.
Did you spill ketchup somewhere? There are desiccated flecks of brown and red in the vacuum bin.
You get a Bluetooth tracker - it’s supposed to help you find your keys or your wallet if you misplace them - and you glue it to the vacuum.
That night, the vacuum has a new scrape on it, like it ran into something, and the tracker has been knocked off. You can’t find it; the tracker app just says it’s “out of range or turned off”.
You look at your robotic vacuum. It’s got more scratches and scrapes even than you remember from a few days ago. You check your camera footage and yeah, it’s definitely gotten more beaten up. No footage of it running into anything, though.
One of the dents almost looks like a… bite mark? You must be imagining that.
You sit and think for a long time. You know it’s just a machine; you know humans tend to anthropomorphize anything that moves (all the more so because of the googly eyes you attached when you got it), and you don’t want to fall into that superstitious fallacy.
It’s just a machine.
You look at the dents and cuts on its frame.
You sigh, turn off the cameras, and duct-tape a kitchen knife to the robot.
“Just don’t scratch up the sofa.” you mutter, feeling silly, and press the “clean now” button.
The startup beep is the same noise as always, and you tell yourself there’s no way it could possibly sound ‘excited’.
cool i can’t wait to wear my human-leather coat around town while doing other totally normal and legal daily activities
SO WHAT’S IT MADE OF OP??? WHAT IS IT.
I need people to understand that all of the “vegan leathers” are plastic. Yes, really all of them. Yes, even that vegan leather that you saw online that prominently claims that it’s made of plant waste and is therefore super sustainable.
Cactus leather is “cactus fiber, mixed with various compounds to form a bioresin, which is then poured over a polyester carrier,” or, in other words, it’s plastic + some cactus material, being deceptively marketed as though it is made entirely from cactus.
Apple leather is “dehydrated apple waste combined with polyurethane,” or, in other words, it’s plastic + some apple material, being deceptively marketed as though it is made entirely from apples.
Cork leather is “thin sheets of cork which are bonded onto a fabric backing, usually made of polyester, using a polyurethane adhesive” or, in other words, it’s plastic + some cork material, being deceptively marketed as though it is made entirely from cork.
Pineapple leather is “pineapple fiber based felt combined with polyurethane,” or, in other words, it’s plastic + some pineapple material, being deceptively marketed as though it is made entirely from pineapple.
The closest I was able to find to a non-plastic “vegan leather” is mushroom leather, which is made from compressed mushroom mycelium. That compressed mycelium is biodegradable, which is more than you can say about basically anything else on this list, except it’s also extremely fragile and falls apart in pretty much any context you’d want to use leather, and so to increase its durability it’s usually – you guessed it – combined with polyurethane, which means that while you can make a biodegradable leather-feeling material completely out of mushrooms, almost all of the mushroom leather that you can actually buy is really plastic + some mushroom material, being deceptively marketed as though it is made entirely from mushrooms.
IT’S PLASTIC, FOLKS
IT’S GREENWASHED PLASTIC AND WE ALL NEED TO STOP FALLING FOR IT
An aesthetic that first appears to be pure and basic Heterosexuals Are At It Again, but becomes increasingly uncomfortable until you finally understand:
these babygrows (onesies) with parental professions on eBay.
An entrepreneurial sort, eBay user “justtheshirt” realized that for some people, the perfect gift for, say, the baby of a beekeeper is a onesie saying “Daddy’s Little Beekeeper.” In fact, the more obscure the profession, the more excited the customer will feel about the representation! So they took a list of All the Professions, and generated a listing for each one. If someone buys a onesie, they can stamp it with whatever the listing said - and make a rather enormous profit, on a £3 onesie, having made exactly one design and used one script. Genius!
The issue is, they didn’t curate the list. Not a single human appears to have overseen this process. So they have inadvertently created some uncomfortably themed babywear, like “Daddy’s Little Maid,” “Daddy’s Little Nightwalker,” and “Daddy’s Little Courtesan.”
The database also contained a massive proportion of obscure Medieval English professions, like “fulker” and “meader” and “whipcord maker.” (The auto-generated listing enthuses something like, “the perfect gift for a whipcord maker - or just for someone who wishes they were one!”)
There are onesies for babies whose daddies are herbalists, muleteers and sacristans.
I have come full circle in my feelings about this and now I am all in favor of dressing babies in these, as long as the profession is incredibly obscure, and the daddy in question refuses to explain anything.
Honestly the perfect gift.
The rare gift that suits invertebrates AND veterinarians!
Horseleech took me halfway out and “Daddy’s little strikebreaker” finished the job
[Two muscular guards roll back the stone that sealed me within the cave, and Call me to the entrance]
[I crawl forth, shielding my eyes from the light for a moment before adjusting and moving my hands away]
“What is this… Am I free?”
“No. You got a visitor.”
“Hmph. You know how I feel about visitors. Let me guess, another peasant, here to rub their victory in my face? My parents, here to scorn me for losing such battles?”
“You’ll see for yourself.”
[They pull hard on your chain, dragging you into my view. I squint with hatred in my eyes] [The light hits you, I recognize your face, and my demeanor instantly changes]
OMG whats up little white bitch best Neice in the world long time no see come here mwwwwwah [Leaves a butter-stain on your forehead] what’s up
hey man. nice regional dialect. mind if i apply some baseless assumptions about your personhood to it? i was also gonna prescribe morality to it as well. if that’s cool with you
‘People are panicking about AI tools the same way they did when the calculator was invented, stop worrying’ cannot stress enough the calculator did not forcibly pervade every aspect of our lives, has such a low error rate it’s a statistical anomaly when it does happen, isn’t built on mass plagiarism, and does not obliterate the fucking environment when you use it. Be so fucking serious right now
So I looked up the whole story and, as the BBC reports:
I legitimately want to know what the wife’s reaction to this was. I know she deserves to go to jail for attempted murder, but I can only just wonder what was going through her head when she saw him get out of bed complaining of a headache.
There is not a singular use better for that picture anywhere on the internet.
“The memo addressed only temporary seasonal employees. It said nothing about the roughly 1,000 members of the National Park Service’s permanent workforce who were fired Friday.”
great progress has been made and there is still work to be done! the NPCA has a form email you can send to Congress. you can also use this text as a script when calling your reps. here is another script you can use, and another from 5calls.
not watching severance and succession means i log on the day after an episode and everyone is like SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP THEYRE SO INSANE FOR THIS and the image cited is a man in a suit standing still in an otherwise blank, fluorescently-lit hallway. i’m happy for you guys or sorry that happened
When you put it like that, it occurs to me that the same things that make the art direction of Severance absolutely stellar on every level are also things that make it fundamentally unmarketable to people who don’t like fucked up scifi.
my life has been excellent since i discovered an amazing book called “what is good and what is bad” which is full of helpful easy rules to follow ensuring that the reader remains virtuous. now im perfect forever. they want to do a twilight zone episode about me where i look up the author on social media and learn about their many views
nothing about this whole thing is funny but i ain’t gonna lie i did one of them head shaking chuckles bc like you know how bad this case gotta be for anthony ricco to drop this like dude . he refused to even say anything further this nigga is gonna go under the jail
u got the guy who literally defended bin laden in court to a jury of nationalist americans to quit ur case u know how bad you gotta be? he is getting the chair
It’s still so strange to me how apparently taboo it is to like a post on someone’s Instagram from a month ago when there are posts still circulating on Tumblr from 1550 BCE
If he didn’t want it circulating in 2022 he should have sold better copper
Never forget that not only did she get banned because of staff’s transphobia, the CEO of this site followed her to Twitter and posted her account information publicly.
As much as we meme about the hammer car thing, this was a real instance of staff personally terrorizing a trans woman.
.getting the sudden urge to read more ttou but im in bed resting my body from the strain on my wrist (from reading ttou) and resting my brain from the strain on it today (from reading ttou) im glad i don't have the tab for it on my phone lol
Sleeping with a man, sleeping with a woman, transitioning, sleeping with a man, sleeping with a woman AKA “Lucifer’s Quadfecta”. These are the things I think about at five in the morning.
If you complete this in a single sex act with a single other person it is known as “Lucifer’s Quadfecta: The Ultragender Ultrachallenge” and Red Bull will send you a plaque.