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Dealing with auditory processing disorder
LAWFUL: take the parts you heard and turn it into a clarifying question, e. g. "you saw your cousin where?" or "she's writing a what?"
NEUTRAL: "what did you say?"
CHAOTIC: take a wild stab at what the person said, e. g. "you want to baptize a mackerel?"
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saw an inspiring video that said you need to have 4 hobbies.
create, consume, cavort, commune
create: bring something to life consume: appreciate the art of another cavort: move your body daily commune: have a community to socialize with
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I think you need hobbies that do all four things but the number of hobbies needed to cover all these needs may vary. Some hobbies pull double/triple duty. Some hobbies can cause repetitive stress injuries so it's good to have a few different ones that fulfill the same need so you can rotate to get the fulfillment without the carpal tunnel.
Tumblr really is aging.
This is true tho.
Misread this as 'you need to have 4 hobbits'
also true! there’s a really famous three-volume self-help guide about that!
unless all you’re doing is liberating a single mountain from a dragon, in which case you can probably get by with just one, so long as you also have a lot of dwarves.
truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.
the front seat of the car is a type of confessional
i genuinely think that physically it’s easier to have hard conversations when you’re both facing forward, not having to look at each other. the catholic church knew this also
we need to tropeify angoulême and regis. i need to see “teenage girl teaches middle-aged vampire street slang” in other media, stat
i need to see teenage girl and middle-aged guy become friends because he, despite having quit smoking years ago, is the only one accompanying her on her smoke break every day behind the greasy diner they both work at, at which times they shoot the shit and mock their neurotic boss.
I'm really tired of people criticizing Star Wars for its simple approach to good and evil, because that ignores the point.
Star Wars is not about morally complex situations where it's hard to tell who the villains are.
Star Wars is about how easy it is to become one of the villains.
Snoop Dogg watching the Skateboarding finals with an unidentified man
“Why is snoop dogg at the Olympics-“
WRONG QUESTION!
WHY ISNT MARTHA STEWART THERE WITH HIM?
she is! she’s joining him for the equestrian events because, and I am quoting her directly, “Snoop is afraid of horses.”
Update:
Smash or Pass: Ampersand
smash
pass
This is statistically the most fuckable thing I've posted
yeah
"You should be at the club" Direct exposure to the club would kill me instantly
"You should be at bar trivia night" This I cannot deny
posts that are poems to me
on your belly you shall go and dust you shall eat all the days of your life, you said to me but the man and his wife returned me my feet with the knowledge i did sow
Look at this! Look at my mutual!
This is glorious. Almost all of the same text was preserved, but it was structured in a way that A). Reveals more of genesis. B). Has an ABCDCBA rhyming structure, which is like... the chiasmus of rhymes. And chiasmus is like, one of the only poetic structures that is actually preserved through the funhouse of translation layers that the bible has suffered. C). The syllable counts match in each thing as well, just as a flex. D). The poem is comparing man to God, and the D line is structured so that the comparison happens over that line, and it's... I don't know what the word for it would be. It is just really, really fucking clever to have a mirror point in a poem that's essentially about comparisons.
Just. Holy shit.
a blue jay taking a bath 🛁 | source
“Taking care of this owl was a hoot”
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Mr. Howly🦉
A day at the spa. 😊
So there’s a place attached to the MU veterinary college called Raptor Rehab. The care for injured wild birds of pretty and release them when they’re healthy enough. Sometimes, they cannot be released and spend their lives in captivity. Those with the right temperaments for public interaction become education ambassadors. Each injured bird is assigned a number when they come in (they started at 1 and worked up from there), and often a name chosen by the volunteers or vet students do the bulk of the work at the clinic.
One year on Halloween night, a small screech owl, similar in size and coloring to this little Australian guy, was struck by a car and brought to the rehab. His number was 666, and they named him Lucifer, because you cannot let that kind of coincidence just lay there. Lucy healed up just fine, and was able to fly in the big enclosure, although he never flew when people were around. They saw him flying on video, though, so they took him out to a field to be released.
Lucy had Other Ideas.
They took him to glove and tried to urge him to fly. Nope. He held fast. Not going anywhere. They pushed him off, knowing he was able to fly. No way, Ho-say. He literally flopped to the ground.
They took him back to the rehab.
He reveled in his baths, the free meals (usually frozen mice), and most of all, the ATTENTION. Lucy was a ham, and would pose and perform for the adoration of his caretakers.
They tried to release him twice more, with identical results. The rehab has a rule that a bird who fails three times is deemed unreleasable, and Lucy got to stay. He lived another 13 years in captivity, because he was nothing if not true to his brand. He loved being taken to libraries and elementary schools, convention centers and Renaissance Faires, posing and showing off, and living in the warmth and comfort of the rehab.
Rest in Glory, Lucy.
