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noooo my ELO
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i have recently decided to shave my head. surprisingly good experience. have been given far more professional defference than i actually deserve as a result. but. slight hazard. my coworkers are very kind and they have insisted on complimenting my skull shape. they are very insistent that i have a very nicely shaped skull. this is a perplexing and mildly unsettling compliment. i feel like a hot twink at the gay phrenologist bar. a lot of people have walked up behind me and simply gripped my head like a bowling ball too, which i personally have enjoyed, but suspect the average person would not. also, unless i shave my head every day, it becomes surprisingly hard to take my hoodie/beanie/hat off. its like having my head wrapped in grip tape. overall 9/10 experience.
i also shaved an avatar arrow into it for the first day which the techs were overjoyed with. if you shave your head, you do get one day with your entire head as a blank canvas for any kind of tomfoolery. avatar was a frankly milquetoast option. if id walked in with, hypothetically, the toyota logo i think i would have been run out of my own lab on a rail.
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thing I didn't add to the literary criticism terms list but I also see and think about a lot, I just don't have a great name for yet: the thing when sci-fi archaeologists go to a sci-fi planet and there are the ruins of a civilization where everyone has been dead for 10,000 or 50,000 or 1 million years or whatever. No survivors, no descendant communities, no one else living here anymore, just empty ruins. And because everyone is completely and thoroughly dead and gone, only the (usually human) discoverers are left to put together the pieces of what this once-great civilization was like. It's not really the same thing as Big Dumb Object sci-fi, it's very much framed archaeologically: planetbound ruins, artifacts, remnants, ancient scripts. And it's a clean break from the past to the present, no continuity. The protagonists now know this society better than anyone else, because there's no one from this society left to know it. And due to this, they kind of get the authority to make declarations about it, about how to interpret it or what's worth preserving from it.
On the one hand it makes sense because space is the place where you can get the timescales to meaningfully do this. Species that arose and went extinct long before humanity even existed - yeah you can imagine those in space. The speculative appeal is strong. On the other hand, this is not how archaeology works anywhere on Earth. There are always people there no matter where you're digging, and USUALLY they will have some connection to the stuff being dug up. The actual on-the-ground politics of that relationship are very different where you go in the world, but anywhere there used to be people there still are people. And that is almost never true in sci-fi archaeology. And obviously sci-fi allows us to speculate, but it's the pattern you see again and again. No one's interested in speculating an alien archaeological site where those aliens' descendants or anyone related to them are still around in any meaningful capacity. In sci-fi, descendant communities just do not exist. Everybody Died. This place now belongs to no one anymore, except the archaeologists.
That's why I've been calling this trope Extraterra Nullius but that doesn't quite evoke the idea I'm getting at because I'm specifically interested in how it's being done in relation to archaeology.
NAMI and VIVI ONE PIECE season 2
Holy shit he's perfect.
(Only up to episode 2 of the new season because I have a “job” or whatever)
OPLA!Robin really took one look at Tashigi and went DIRECTLY to approaching her in a quiet bar like “hey pretty girl, I too am like a bird in a cage, you’re wasted on this shit, call me 😘”
This tells me 2 things:
1) Tashigi’s Soft Butch Sword Autism Lesbian vibes, which are deeply relatable to me personally for reasons I will here describe as “obvious”, are at the very least in the live action VERY intentional 🌈 🎉
2) Robin’s take on Hot Mean Femme Flirting is so fucking unhinged and God help me I’m here for it 😳
they should have made another search engine called Ask Wooster where it gives you the wrong answer every time
saw a post on bluesky about reimagining The Iliad as a mecha war and that idea goes unbelievably hard. achilles in his legally distinct gundam cutting through dozens of enemy suits. aggamemnon in his gold-plated mech. paris using a long range sniper rifle to exploit a design flaw in achilles' armor. the gods are all various megacorps who have a stake in the war bc it'll impact their profits.
imagine the supernatural season one aesthetic if they were boppin around in a prius
john winchester looks at the coat of dirt on the prius. “dean, i wouldn’t have given you this car if you weren’t going to take care of it.” “dad, everyone knows you buy a prius for the fuel efficiency, not for the appearance.” “you’re right, son, my bad. carry on.”
in the pilot episode, the woman in white takes control of the prius on the bridge but then she realizes she’s in a prius so she softly whispers “this is bullshit. i can never go home.”
sam says “we’ve got work to do” and then steps back so he can close the hatchback
because their lives are so stressful, they choose the soothing sea glass pearl color. who wants to worry about visible clear coat scratches when you’ve got monsters to kill
a semi hits the prius during the season 1 finale but, due to its five star side crash safety rating, dean winchester never enters a coma. season 2 is fundamentally altered.
I don’t even go here, but please tell me more about plot problems that could be solved if they were driving a road safe, fuel efficient, cheaply maintained car.
so true, girls with large boobs are always shooting me in the back with arrows
not how chest compressions work
I dunno if she's trying to do chest compressions
by the time the camera cuts back she's figured it out!
okay, have seen the first three episodes of Kannazuki no Miko:
the basic setup of Himeko being a normie who everyone keeps going "Who is that and why is she here?" when she hangs out with Chikane or the guy (both school prince/princess types) is classic for a reason, but kinda weird here since a) Himeko is longstanding friends with both of them and b) it doesn't seem like any of them are new to the school. Why are all the bystanders so continously shocked and affronted by this
everytime one of her fangirls calls Chikane "Miya-sama" I keep getting Oniisama e jumpscared
how in hell did I not watch this back when I was really into Mai-HiME
I need everyone to look at top gun's son and the little crochet pocket they keep the personification of his dad in
god the thing about being fujimasa march is. imagine you meet this fellow racer, right. and she fundamentally changes your life. she’s your rival, and you teach her what it means to chase the peak, and you’re furious she’s better than you but you’ll beat her soon enough. and you revolve around her, and she revolves around you—except she doesn’t, because she leaves you behind. she ascends. she’s on tv now, racing the greats, and you’re still in kasumatsu. you lose the tokei derby while everyone is talking about what a disgrace it is she’s barred from entering the most prestigious race in japan.
you cut your hair. you slow down. you mellow.
she calls you, and it’s the best day you’ve had in weeks. you race again. your fellow racer tells you to stop chasing the past, stop racing someone you’ll never catch up to, and you dismiss it, because—
she’s your rival. she’s your rival. she fundamentally changed who you are. she arrived and shattered your world and rebuilt it in her image.
and then she left.
you chase her shadow around the track. you smile, the happiest you’re able to be, chasing that shadow.
you will never reach it.
this is what it’s like, being fujimasa march.
watched the first episode of kannazuki no miko, which in the span of twenty minutes has approximately three OVA's worth of Stuff Happening