it turns out i really enjoy making educational posts about the comics making process and ways of thinking. here's another one featuring characters from my graphic novel in a very anachronistic art museum.
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it turns out i really enjoy making educational posts about the comics making process and ways of thinking. here's another one featuring characters from my graphic novel in a very anachronistic art museum.
encouraging the new qifling
A HAMMERHEAD????
I attended a campfire presentation by a park ranger who described Osprey as "both the pickiest and least picky eaters of all time."
They're the pickiest because they only eat things they can catch by plunging into at least six feet of water feet-first and are as close to their maximum carrying capacity as possible, to maximize calories-per-trip.
They're the Least Picky because so long as something fits those parameters, Osprey will go for it.
The ranger then showed us an extensive slide show of the local osprey in flight with their catches, which included: trout, carp, snakes, bass, eels, small sharks, ducks, surprisingly large catfish, a nerf football, muskrats, a summer sausage that fell off a boat, sneakers, a fish previously thought to be extinct in the area, a Barbie Doll, and another osprey.
ive been playing this game and i only realized just now that the girl i made looks like @demilypyro
woah. the eye, the fang, the hair, the ears. who is she
tangled gave us so much, but mostly it gave us the beautiful and intense love of a horse and the man he is chasing in order to imprison
i personally believe that maximus was the former captain of the guard who was cursed into horse form pretty recently, and everyone’s having trouble adjusting to it.
like, he’s entitled to sick leave, he really ought to take a couple months to break the curse and come to terms with whatever the fuck just happened to him, but instead of embarking on a journey of self-discovery and healing he just keeps showing up to work. no one can get captain maximus to go on his fucking voyage of self actualization and fix the curse because he’s obsessed with catching flinn ryder. everyone really fucking hopes that when he finally catches this guy the curse might be broken anyway, but it isn’t.
he just keeps showing up to work. he glares at the stablehands until they saddle him up. everyone’s gone over the regulations a dozen times but there’s nothing there saying you’re not allowed to saddle and ride the captain of the guard if he makes you do it. his former second in command rides him around like ‘sir i really don’t know about this’ and he’s just like ‘are we going to catch some criminals or what.’
you can see in the movie that everyone in the royal guard defers to this horse. it’s absolutely because that’s their boss. and secondarily because now he’s two thousand pounds of percheron.
there is no evidence against this theory and you cannot prove me wrong.
This is pretty much the only fanon idea I have ever decided to hold personally true. I love it. It is the best.
I started laughing at this and ended up with a bloody nose
drive-by thank you
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[ id taken from alt text: An eight-panel diary comic featuring a purple crow.
Panel 1: The crow whistles to himself as he unlocks the front door of his house A trans flag hangs in the window.
Panel 2: “Excuse me!” calls a pink capybara from a nearby car. The crow jumps, startled.
Panel 3: “Hi!” waves the capybara, “I just wanted to say, I’m the mom of a trans kiddo...”
Panel 4: “And I know it makes them feel good when we drive past the flag in your window,” the capybara continues.
Panel 5: The crow looks at the flags as the capybara concludes, “It lets them know there’s other people like them out there.”
Panel 6: The crow pauses, eyes water and mouth open.
Panel 7: “You’re welcome!” says the crow
Panel 8: Later, the crow happily thinks to himself, “trans kiddo! trans kiddo! trans kiddo! trans kiddo! trans kiddo! trans kiddo!” / end id ]
Queer joy detected!
One time I was at the bookstore looking for some graphic novels for my kiddo and I couldn't find where in the darn place they'd hid them, so I politely asked an employee where to find them. Said employee had a buzz cut and "they/them" on their name tag. They escorted me to the graphic novels and started recommending some to me, and at one point asked me if the kid I was shopping for was a boy or a girl. I smiled and said they were nonbinary, and the employee's entire body lit up. I hope it made the employee's day as much as it made mine.
Not to be one of those millennials who is oblivious about how old they look but I think I may genuinely look much younger than I am.
Today at Pride, I said to someone who I thought was about my age, "Oh, I love this song but it reminds me of the 2008 economic crash and it kills the vibe for me."
I thought they would relate as I've heard other people call this whole genre of music "recession pop".
She looked at me and said, "How old were you, four?"
"Closer to twenty-four."
Sometimes in a professional setting you’ll come across someone in their 60s who just cannot open a PDF in their email. And the thing is. They’re lowkey not old enough to be acting like that. You guys were in your early 30s at the latest when email took off. You’ve actually been doing this for longer than I have. Get real and click on the damn attachment.
happy pride to him
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I’m in a pretty terrible mood. Tell me some funny stories, you guys!
Another story, same restaurant. Most of the time, I wasn’t actually a server, I was the dishwasher (which for those of you who have never worked in a full service restaurant, means that I was the dishwasher, busboy, prep cook, fill-in line cook, bar back, janitor, and once, I shit you not, electrician).
My best friend at the time was working with me, and we were they type who could finish each other’s sentences, and we enjoyed messing with everyone’s heads by carrying on conversations while we were not in the same place. Like, I’d be at the sink, he’d be bussing tables, and we’d just carry on our half of the conversation, pausing to fill in the gaps where the other would respond… and then turn around and reply to a response that we could not, in fact, hear, but knew what would be said. One waitress actually hung by the kitchen door to verify that we were, in fact, having one conversation. We were known as Thing 1 and Thing 2.
This particular story takes place during a music festival where they blocked off a huge part of downtown and put literal concert stages in the street. We were expecting a really busy night, and had a full staff… and of course, nobody showed up. They start sending people home, including me.
I decide not to go straight home… I futz around for a bit, and realise that hey, I’m kinda hungry, and I don’t actually have much food at home, nor a whole lot of money. But if I go back to work, I can order something and charge it against my next cheque.
Meanwhile, back at work, the entire city of Birmingham has showed up at the same time. They’re slammed, and regretting sending people home. The manager tried calling me, but I wasn’t home. So he turns to Thing 2 and says “Hey, can’t reach Thing 1 at home. Do you know how to get hold of him?”
Now, Thing 2 is kind of irritated at being asked how to contact a person who isn’t home in the days before cellphones, so in complete sarcasm, he puts his fingers to his temples, acts like he’s sending a telepathic transmission, and says “He’ll be here in five minutes.” The manager takes it as the sarcasm it was intended to be… for exactly four minutes and forty-five seconds, when I walk in the door. I could see from a block away that the place was slammed, and I don’t even need to be told that I’m going Back to Work.
The hostess just dropped her jaw and was like “HOLY SHIT HE REALLY DID IT.” It’s not hard to guess reasonably close to what happened, so I just keep a straight face and say “Yep.” and walk back and get to work.
Legal experts say employers must take AI-related religious objections seriously, as a 2023 ruling raised the bar for denying such accommodat
"The funniest possible outcome of the AI mandate era is about to be HR departments discovering that 'sincerely held religious belief' under Title VII has a much lower bar than they assumed, and Pope Leo handed every Catholic employee a written excuse," wrote Corey Quinn, a software-startup founder in San Francisco, on X.
Employers could wind up in court if they outright dismiss workers who request a faith-based exemption from using AI, said Ashley Herd, a former McKinsey counsel and head of North American HR who now advises managers and employers on workplace issues.
"Playing priest, and telling employees their request isn't legitimate, does not tend to bode well for companies," said Herd, also a cohost of the "HR Besties" podcast. "A jury doesn't like it when employees get made fun of by managers or HR."
Having a traumatic childhood means you cannot talk even objectively about your basic foundational experiences without it being "venting", even if you're not actually venting. You just straight up have a huge chunk of your life you can't talk about, full stop, without it being trauma dumping.
And it not being socially acceptable to talk about your own childhood is super alienating. Sometimes people want to know why, and any answer you can give them is going to be off putting.
It's to the point I get irritated when something I said is framed as venting when I'm literally just talking about my life experiences, doing my best to keep emotion out of it.
when I was in high school, I overheard two older students talking about a friend of theirs.
One of them said something like, "it doesn't bother me that [Friend] was in residential mental health treatment, I just wish they wouldn't talk about it ALL the time".
The other replied, "Well, that was all of last year for them. So when they say 'when I was in treatment,' it's like when you say 'last year'."
I try to remember that any time someone says something that sounds Shocking to me. sometimes one person's scary special crisis is another person's last year.
I love how quickly Loid changes his mind whenever Yor brings up softer viewpoints, it’s so cute >///<
Loid recognizes himself (the liar) in Anya, so knows she is likely full of shit. So Yor pointing out, hey, she might actually be sick, makes Loid stop and realize maybe he is projecting too much.
I love how the Elder Scrolls series had a race of hive-minded steampunk elves that were so aggressively anti-theistic that they built a synthetic god to act as an existential negative integer to all creation just to test the hypothesis that it could be cancelled out. But upon powering this synthetic god on, the inherent illogic and irrationality of apotheosis spread through the hive-mind like an atomic blast wave, and these elves who based their entire worldview in logic and rationality could no longer justify their own existence, and so they cancelled themselves out of the universal equation, in part proving their hypothesis in the process.
You’re just not ready. At no point in this video when he says the next thing are you ready.