LAlagniappe

The random thoughts that come into my mind

[rederiswrites]

Turns out the horsemen of the Apocalypse now prefer to go by Shareholder Profit, Private Equity, Corporate Personhood, and Workforce Optimization.

[jottingprosaist]

Shareholder Profit: War (the casus belli for attacks on workers' rights)

Private Equity: Pestilence (they are parasites that voraciously strip the value out of a healthy business until it withers and dies)

Workforce Optimization: Famine (cutting hours and employees until the business is starved of staff, barely functioning)

Corporate Personhood: Death (a hollow, shambling mockery of a human with rights and needs)

[rederiswrites]

Yeah I can work with that.

[vltima]

Ooooh, Private Equity fits even better with the original Horseman: Conquest. Because it's something taking over, y'know?

[jthm-moved]

[hobo-rg]

“spicy pillow” jokes aside, I think @flowerkrone​’s tags deserve a serious reply:

#my old phone looks like this on my shelf lmao #im too scared to touch it to throw it away #idk what trash this even goes into when its at this point

The pillow-shaped object here used to be the phone’s battery. It’s not a battery anymore. Now it’s a balloon full of corrosive, pyrophoric chemicals and hydrogen gas and it’s one puncture away from burning your house down. I am 100% serious. You should be scared to touch it.

But you gotta touch it, because you gotta get it out of your house before the pressure builds up to the point where the balloon pops. This isn’t going to happen soon – there is no need to panic – but it will happen eventually.

And, indeed, it doesn’t go in the ordinary trash. You put this in the ordinary trash and you’re gonna set the garbage truck on fire. Don’t do that to the garbage collectors, their job is hard enough already.

The first thing you need to do is get a fireproof container. The most common household item that qualifies as a fireproof container is a cast-iron cookpot with a cast-iron lid – often sold as a “Dutch oven.” Any other cooking container that’s unreactive, has a very high melting point, and has a lid made of the same materials will also work: enameled or stainless steel, Pyrex with glass lid, etc.

However: Do not use a pot with a PTFE-based non-stick coating. If the battery does explode, the fire will probably be hot enough to degrade a PTFE coating, producing toxic smoke. (Not that you should breathe the smoke from the battery fire either, but PTFE breakdown products are worse.) Do not use a pot made of aluminium or copper. The fire might even get hot enough to melt those.

Whatever container you use, you might have to throw away along with the phone, so don’t use your good Dutch oven for this. Go to a thrift store and buy a cheap one.

Once you have the fireproof container:

Gently pick up the phone and put it in the fireproof container. If possible, gently tape the phone to the bottom of the container to prevent it from bouncing around. Don’t put any padding in there, that’ll just make a fire worse if it does happen. Put the lid on and tape it shut.

Put a label on the container, something like “DEFECTIVE LI-ION BATTERY – FIRE HAZARD”.

It is now reasonably safe to move the container around. However, if the battery does explode, the container is very likely to leak smoke and get hot, so keep it in a well-ventilated area and away from things that will be damaged by heat. Don’t leave it exposed to the weather, either.

You need to find either a hazardous waste disposal site, or an e-waste recycler that will accept defective Li-ion batteries. I can’t help with that because I have no idea where you live.

However, your local fire department, if you have one, will probably be happy to help. Call their non-emergency number. Nothing is on fire yet, so this isn’t an emergency, but things that can easily start a fire are still within the fire department’s responsibilities. Tell them you have a phone with a bulging lithium-ion battery, you put it in a fireproof container, and you want to know how to dispose of it safely.

If the fire department tries to tell you this isn’t dangerous or it’s okay to throw it out in the regular trash (with or without fireproof container), hang up on them and write a cranky letter to your local government representatives, then keep looking for a proper disposal site.

When you do find a a hazardous waste disposal site or an e-waste recycler, call them and make sure they will take defective Li-ion batteries, before showing up. That’s also a good time to ask if they will let you have the fireproof container back.

[lolbatty]

Reblog to save lives.

[bisexualbaker]

[Image: A phone with the insides visible, including a battery that has inflated like a balloon. The photo is captioned, “Pillow :33”]

[flock-of-cassowaries]

Reblogging because I would have had absolutely no idea what to do, either.

[darklynoon-deactivated20170407]

Reblog if you’re 30 or older

This is an experiment to see if there really are as few of us as people think.You can also use this to freak out your followers who think you’re 25 or something. Yay!

[profoundbondfanfic]

Fraud

Fraud by ReelNaturalFreak || @reelnaturalfreak

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 167K

Works in series: 2

Dean loves to sneak into office Christmas parties for the free food. Usually, no one questions his presence, and he can eat before sneaking out. This office is more chatty than he is used to. Dean had a simple plan: Pretend to work at Sandover when he was never hired, and woo Cas. It should be an in-and-out thing. By the time anyone realized he didn't work there, he'd have Cas's number and would never show his face again at Sandover. All he had to do was pretend to hit numbers on his keyboard until he won the alpha over. Dean was used to lying and knowing when to pull out. But what would happen if the lies become too deep?

Omegaverse Destiel AU meets The Office. What more could you want?

But just in case you need more - Dean has set off to an adventure which, unbecknownst to him, would change his life fundamentally. Along the way, he will meet some new friends, concur some old enemies and find the love of his life. Plus a cool new job that goes from a donut day once a week to every day is donut day!!

But it's more than just Dean… Other characters take a different life and experience things they never knew they would! Lucifer finally gets to play softball, Gabriel fulfills his dreams and Zachariah finds family in the most unexpected places. Some of these characters you might have hated before, but I assure you, you will love them here! Even Alastair! I knowww! I was shocked too!!

This story is fun, but also heartwarming and the absolute perfect read either for those long summer days as you chill by the pool or for those cold winter nights.

[aurorasleepsin]

Buckle up. You have no idea where this will take you. You will laugh out loud. Tears will fall. You will be shocked. Gabriel is the most normal one hear. And there is an office softball team.

[drunkenwords-blog]

[drunkenwords-blog]

Castiel is aesthetically gifted

[mishasminions]

EVERYONE’S A CAS!GIRL

[aurorasleepsin]

I am convinced the SPN writers had a crush on Misha.

[leveragehunters]

I was watching Starships, as you do, and had the thought that surely someone must have made a similar style fanvid for horses.

Many fruitless searches later, I found myself here.

(Also on AO3)

[tinyyellowflowers-blog]

Was talking to a coworker today who explained that her grandfather was like Snow White “but Californian. And an old man.” in that the creatures of the forest would follow him around and presumably duet with him.

“When he died the ravens sat in the trees outside for a week, watching. Taking turns. A horde of raccoons tried to break into the house every night, tearing at the siding. Eventually they gave up, but it was unsettling.”

“Aww. They were checking on him!” I said, like a normal person. Internally, I thought “Maybe you could do the thing you do with dead pets, where you show them to the living pets so the living pet understands they’re gone. But I guess if you did that to a bunch of scavenging species, they’d be like “Well, that’s very sad but he IS food now.” So what you’d need, for human sensibilities, is some sort of transparent corpse barrier. Like a see-through coffin oh that’s what the dwarves were doing! You’ve stopped paying attention to this conversation about the loss of a beloved family member you gotta phase back in.”

[sun-ni-day]

oh that's what the dwarves were doing

[crap-userrname16]

[not-available-for-comment]

Haven’t had a chance to watch the tutorial yet, but I’m seriously considering making this for my gf’s niece

[rowlfthedog]

[whichcouldmeanothing]

I may not have 30 years. But I think I have another hour.

HACKS (2021—2026) 5x10 "Hacks" dir. Lucia Aniello

[drulalovescas]

There were two recliners. And two beers between the recliners. TWO. And Sam didn't know about the Dean Cave. He had no idea. But Cas knew. CAS KNEW--

[aurorasleepsin]

So true

[lower-the-volume]

4.22 Lucifer Rising

[efeceojota]

[miyoriia]

average Seattle polycule living situation or something

[kaseboy]

fucking double decker couch

[kidzbopdeathgrips]

[aurorasleepsin]

[moovawy]

[werepire05]

I strive for your level of awesomeness.

[kristina100000]

incredible picture found on the interwebs i had to share with everypony

[hayleywilliamsfan84]

i keep laughing at the way that eridian culture in the movie and eridian culture in the book are not contradictory at all, if you accept that movie rocky is just a total FREAK

grace: boy i sure can't wait to meet other eridians haha! rocky, putting on a shirt for the first time in four years: rocky has something to tell grace but does grace promise not to be mad, question?

[hydrangea-pop]

I can't leave this in the tags lmaooo

[steelrigged-blog]

Layla. Like the song. 1.

On Bobby’s front porch there was a girl. She had a plastic bag of things. The kind of things you might pick up at a gas station if you lost your luggage: a plastic comb, deodorant, a toothbrush, a water bottle, and a bag or two of trail mix. Her jeans were too big, her flip-flops and t-shirt might have come from that same convenience store.

She looked around sadly. She seemed weary. Not that monsters couldn’t wear a pathetic body if they wanted to, but if she was human, she was in an awful sorry state. She turned and looked like she could see him through the closed door.

“Hi Bobby,” she said. “It’s just me.”

“Do I know you?” he asked.

She frowned. “Maybe not? This might be our first meeting. I’m have trouble keeping the timeline straight.” She smiled a wide smile. “I hope it is our first meeting. If it is, then you didn’t get rid of the flowers because your upset with me, or the world. We just haven’t done them yet.” She pulled back her sleeve and held out her arm. “I’m ready for my tests now.”

“Tests?” Bobby was pretty sure he knew what she was talking about. He was less sure she knew what she was talking about.

“Silver and holy water.” Her smiled faded and a furrow formed between her brow. “No, that happens with more light. Is the sun up? Maybe I should sleep out here. My van’s here. Dean hasn’t called has he?

“You know Dean?” If the boys had sent him this waif, well, that would be a reasonable explanation. They were being far too open and generous with his life and safety, but it was a better explanation than anything demon or apocalypse related.

“That’s why I’m here,” she said. “So you can introduce us.”

“Why the hell would I do that?”

“Hell is the why,” she replied. She looked off to the east, which was still dark. “There’s the sun,” she said. She turned back to him. “I can help with all the hell that’s coming. The devil’s gate. John’s deal. Dean’s deal. Sam’s addiction. The whole coming apocalypse.” She said in a rush. “I can’t stop it. They always choose to save the world, in every time-line, but I can see things and I can help. I know you don’t believe me. You don’t believe me until after Dean calls, and I tell you who possessed Sam,” she paused, as if loosing her train of thought. “Has Dean called yet?” she asked, again.

At that exact moment Bobby’s phone rang. He looked down to see Dean’s number. Eyeing the strange girl warily, he stepped back inside, closing and locking the door behind him.

“What’s up Dean?” Bobby asked.

“Sam’s missing. It’s been more than 24 hours and he’s not answering my calls,” Dean said, worry lacing his voice.

“Did you two fight?” Bobby wondered.

“No. No, we were good. Had a “moment” even. Then he went out for food and never came back.”

“Huh” Bobby’s eyes slid over to his closed door, his brow furrowed.

“What do you mean “huh.” I’m going out of my mind Bobby.”

“Well, there’s someone on my porch right now. A girl. Knew you were going to call and said she’d tell me who possessed Sam.”

“Shit. Sam can’t be— Shit.” Dean cursed.

“I’m gonna leave the line open and talk to her. Listen in.”

“Be careful Bobby.”

“I’m always careful.”

Part 2. Part 3. Part 4. Part 5. Part 6. Part 7. Part 8.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58874098/chapters/150056008

[aurorasleepsin]

This is how it all began. And now I am deep into this collection with healthier Winchesters but they still have to face everything heaven and hell can throw at them. It is so emotionally satisfying to read.