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Titty Mug (mug with tits) owned by Chief of Boat Watson in The Hunt for Red October (my fave movie) = chiefofboatwatsonstittymug

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we're not kids anymore.
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what does your url mean??
Titty Mug (mug with tits) owned by Chief of Boat Watson in The Hunt for Red October (my fave movie) = chiefofboatwatsonstittymug
the nature of humanity is that friend groups in public being very loud is obnoxious and annoying and need to be more mindful of others but my friend group in public being loud is joyful and lively and everyone giving us looks is a miserable friendless Grinch that needs to appreciate life
stop being pretentious in the notes and acting like you've never been annoyed by the same behavior u exhibit with your friends <3 nature of humanity is that we're all simultaneously the loud children in the street AND the grumpy annoyed old man who doesn't return footballs
nature of humanity is that we're all big fat hypocrites! thank you
pitch for my new tarot card “Skeleton… Skeleton Fly Guy. Yeah. That’s What We’re Going With”
Whatever else you can say about Johnny Mnemonic, you have to give it credit for establishing "the best hacker in town is a dolphin, and no, that's not some weird Canadian drug culture slang, we mean a literal dolphin" as a recurring trope in the cyberpunk genre.
(If anything, it's a failure of the broader genre that it didn't take the trope and run with it rather than merely replicating it verbatim. I want to read a cyberpunk story where the protagonists have to negotiate with a deep web data broker who turns out to be an ex-military cyborg parrot.)
Georg Wilson (British, 1998) - The Wet (after Ophelia) (2024)
"beachcomber" (2o23) by kathleen ryan .
Love that you’re making it clear exactly what physical demands this job has, but could you possibly, potentially, phrase it differently?
All these industries with shortages of workers and they can’t figure out why.
Im proposing the hypothesis that the reason we don’t have enough doctors/pilots/bus drivers/etc is that maybe, just maybe, having your entire industry function as a lifelong hazing ritual isn’t the best recruiting strategy.
Doctors are subject to 8 years of post-secondary education and are forced to work 48 hour shifts.
Pilots and other transportation workers have absurd hours of service requirements that start your rest period as “the moment you shut the vehicle down” and can be as short as 9 hours in some cases.
Railroad workers have to be available on-call 6 days a week and be ready within two hours notice. They don’t get sick time.
Retail workers have to keep a veneer of politeness against any and all abuse or they can be fired.
Truck drivers get paid by mileage and rarely see pay for shipper or receiver delays.
Work should not be designed to make you a miserable burnout and yet here we are.
Airliner maintenance: 3rd shift forever never see sunlight, 12-15 hours shifts, miss every holiday ever, mandatory overtime all the time.
I make significantly less working on helis than I could be making rn on airliners, but I'm not built for that.. I don't think I'll ever take up another job in the lower 48 in my field.
THE GOOD PLACE | 2.03, "Dance Dance Resolution"
Bonus:
When ranchers in Utah's Rich County found eighteen sheep killed in March 2022, they assumed coyotes. USDA Wildlife Services flew a plane over the kill site and found something feeding on the carcasses that had only been confirmed in the state eight times in forty years. It was a wolverine. Utah sits at the extreme southern margin of the wolverine's North American range. The animal is built for the deep snow and high alpine of Montana, Idaho, and Wyoming, country above ten thousand feet where the winters last eight months and the terrain rejects everything that is not specifically engineered to survive it. A wolverine showing up in Utah's ranch country was not a routine predator complaint. It was a biological event. State wildlife managers had no protocol for it because they had never needed one. Biologists set specialized barrel traps near the sheep carcasses. Catching a wolverine in a live trap is considered one of the most difficult captures in North American wildlife management. The animal is trap-smart, solitary, covers enormous distances daily, and operates almost exclusively in terrain that humans struggle to access on foot. The odds of a wolverine walking into a barrel trap were close to zero. The next morning, a sheepherder found one of the trap doors dropped. Inside was a healthy, twenty-eight-pound male, estimated at three to four years old. It was the first wolverine ever live-captured by biologists in Utah's history. The team sedated him, packed his body in ice to keep his core temperature stable during the examination, fitted him with a GPS tracking collar, and released him into the deep snow of the Uinta Mountains. For researchers who had spent careers studying an animal they almost never got to see, that collar was the first real-time data source on wolverine movement the state had ever produced. The data that came back over the next twenty-five days confirmed what wolverine biologists in other states had documented but Utah had never been able to verify on its own ground. The animal logged over 195 miles of travel in less than a month. He did not drift south toward lower elevations or leave the state. He locked into the high peaks of the Uintas above ten thousand feet and ran massive looping circuits through avalanche chutes, rocky ridgelines, and snowfields deep enough to bury a man standing upright. The daily distances he covered would qualify as an endurance event for a human athlete on flat ground. He was doing it through the most physically punishing terrain in the state, in winter, alone, at elevation, without stopping. The eighteen dead sheep that started the whole sequence were never repeated. The wolverine moved into the high country and stayed there, operating in a landscape so remote and so hostile that the only evidence of his existence was the GPS signal pinging coordinates from ridgelines that no person had visited in months. The collar proved what the forty years of scattered sightings could only suggest. The wolverine was not passing through Utah. It was living there, quietly covering nearly two hundred miles of frozen alpine rock in less than a month, completely invisible to every human being in the state.
Source: Utah Division of Wildlife Resources / USDA Wildlife Services
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Wolverine - the relentless! Greatest of all mustelids, kindly child…
dont judge me for using reddit but this comment is killing me. dean does not deserve a home or loved ones
I AM LAUGJING SO HARD. dean does not deserve a home or loved ones.
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If ur a US based academic I bet if u could write a good enough grant application u could convince the current government to give you a bunch of money to look for Atlantis or the kingdom of Prester John or something
Now is a great time to take an exciting overseas vacation on Uncle Sam's dime. U can even write about it after, be like "We gave it the ol college try but we still didn't find Atlantis, leading further further support to the consensus that it don't even real" and it'll piss them off soooo bad but that's still doing science abt it so 🤷♀️
As [Mikoyan] declared in a January 1936 speech: “I am a great supporter of the production of ice cream. Certain comrades believe to this day that ice cream is merely a children’s treat, and is of no use to grown-ups.” At this point Mikhail Kalinin, who was in attendance, exclaimed, “But everyone loves ice cream!” Mikoyan replied, “They love it, but some shun it out of hypocrisy, because they believe it’s just for kids. The production of ice cream needs to be expanded as much as possible. I am lobbying for ice cream, because it is a very delicious and nourishing food.”
important soviet discourse
the image of this guy going “but everyone loves ice cream” is driving me insane
#soulmatism