Logbook of the Frontier Nobles' Falconry & Lava Bathing Club

Vintage tumblrina from central Europe // Not a GOAT fanblog

[clouds-of-wings]

One habit I developed when I grew psychedelic mushrooms and that also translates well to other contexts is not to breathe into containers that you don't want to contaminate. Smelling a half-used-up mayo jar to make sure it's still good? Don't breathe out into the jar. You're just blasting mold spores and organic material in there. Or so the how-to for growing shrooms told me.

[clouds-of-wings]

Same goes for touching stuff of course. Don't touch the block of cheese, hold it by the plastic it comes in. Your fingers have mold spores on them too. But I think the "don't touch" part is more well-known than the "don't breathe" part.

[zegalba]

Kingyobu, ("goldfish club") repurposes old phone booths into public fish tanks in Osaka, Japan (2011)

[clouds-of-wings]

This song is from 2011. I think it's beautiful, but my judgement might be clouded. I undoubtedly have about 3 metric tons of nostalgia compressing my judgement whenever I hear this "2000s symph/gothic" style of music. I first heard this particular song a few days ago though.

Also: remember when the "young, up and coming" metal bands were 20 year olds with emo haircuts and not people in their 30s with two decades of formal music training? Not that I mind the extra skill. But I wonder if it might also be partly to blame for how stagnant much of the metal world feels these days. Or maybe I have just heard it all before on account of my own age.

[clouds-of-wings]

How is it that my camera from the 2000s can organize all my photos into numbered folders that contain no more than 100 photos each, but my smartphone from 2021 yeets them all into one giant messy folder that legit takes 5 minutes to load every time I want to copy something over to my laptop. Seems like a step back for photo technology.

[clouds-of-wings]

Trying to move the oldest 4k photos into a subfolder and estimated time for it is 30 minutes, end me plz.

[clouds-of-wings]

How is it that my camera from the 2000s can organize all my photos into numbered folders that contain no more than 100 photos each, but my smartphone from 2021 yeets them all into one giant messy folder that legit takes 5 minutes to load every time I want to copy something over to my laptop. Seems like a step back for photo technology.

[clouds-of-wings]

Douglas just gave me FOUR perfume samples with an 11€ order, today is a good day. Except for the fact that I destroyed my earphones. But I have 2 other pairs, so it's not that bad.

[clouds-of-wings]

They canceled the exact sample that I previously tried to get via FB ad x( Guerlain Aqua Allegoria, will we ever be together?

[music-interpretation-review]

one will be banned forever (FINAL):

guitar

drums

Remaining time: 1 day 10 hours

[round one][round two][round 3][round 4][round 5]

[bayesic-bitch]

it seems like in bdsm the "rewards" and the "punishments" look very similar. this concerns me a great deal, because it points to a system of misaligned incentives. if we're not careful, it's even possible that a rational actor could deliberately violate regulations, because the penalties for rule violations are in fact incentivized. one shudders to think of the consequences of such an arrangement

[batsandboba]

following a tag is cool because tumblr will randomly choose like three posts and show them to you repeatedly for two weeks. hope you like a spam tag, an ooc incorrect quote, and the longest x reader you’ve ever seen

[fellshish]

i know you said we ride at dawn but i’m not a morning person actually. can we ride after lunch

[artisimpossible]

I genuinely wonder if people realize how many projects get abandoned because the readership "wasn't there", when in reality, the readership just stayed silent. It's a big thing in trad pub that book series get discontinued because readers pirate the books or wait until the series is finished to buy a copy, leading the publisher to think that nobody actually wants the book enough to continue the series, but it happens with indie creators too.

I've discontinued a lot of free, online series because it's not worth putting 3-5 hours a week into posting a project for no readers. Sometimes I finish the series for me but just never post it again, other times I don't finish it at all because it feels more worthwhile to put my time into other things. Sometimes I hear from readers who are sad or upset that I didn't finish something they were liking, but the *reason* it never got finished is because I didn't know anyone liked it. If you like something, tell the creator, tell your friends, make some noise about it. If you would be sad if a story never finished, make that interest known because one of my biggest considerations before discontinuing a series is "will people miss this? Will I be letting people down" and 9/10 times, I come to the conclusion of "no, it doesn't even seem like anyone's reading this" only to learn after I've moved on that apparently someone was.

[healerqueen]

I've said this before in a different way, and this post said it so well. With real examples. If you like something, tell people.

If you want more content from an artist or author, if you like their stuff, tell them. It will give them creative fuel to keep going. And often it gives them other resources as well. Recommend a work to other people. Leave a comment or a review. It doesn't have to be long, just genuine, a sentence or two. Not many people know that a book's success is judged by book reviews as well as sales. Review the book on Amazon or another site to help it pass the metric of success and be recognized by publishers and retailers.

[clouds-of-wings]

Man, the ingenuity and exactness that Panasonic uses to make sure their in-ears always break 1-4 months after the warranty expires... imagine if they used that for making their in-ears better instead.

[clouds-of-wings]

Well, my latest ones broke 2 months too early. Bad design. What if I demand a replacement now.

[clouds-of-wings]

[Strophe 1] Hast du etwas getan, was sonst keiner tut? Hast du hohe Schuhe oder gar einen Hut? Oder hast du etwa ein zu kurzes Kleid getragen Ohne vorher deine Nachbarn um Erlaubnis zu fragen?

Jetzt wirst du natürlich mit Verachtung gestraft Bist eine Schande für die ganze Nachbarschaft Du weißt noch nicht einmal genau, wie sie heißen Während sie sich über dich schon ihre Mäuler zerreißen

[Refrain] Lass die Leute reden und hör ihnen nicht zu Die meisten Leute haben ja nichts Besseres zu tun Lass die Leute reden, bei Tag und auch bei Nacht Lass die Leute reden, das hab'n die immer schon gemacht

[Strophe 2] Du hast doch sicherlich 'ne Bank überfall'n Wie könntest du sonst deine Miete bezahl'n? Und du darfst nie mehr in die Vereinigten Staaten Denn du bist die Geliebte von Osama bin Laden Rasierst du täglich deinen Damenbart oder Hast du im Garten ein paar Leichen verscharrt? Die Nachbarn hab'n da so was angedeutet Also wunder dich nicht, wenn bald die Kripo bei dir läutet

[Refrain] Lass die Leute reden und hör einfach nicht hin Die meisten Leute hab'n ja gar nichts Böses im Sinn Es ist ihr eintöniges Leben, was sie quält Und der Tag wird interessanter, wenn man Märchen erzählt

[Bridge] Und wahrscheinlich ist ihnen das nicht mal peinlich Es fehlt ihnen jede Einsicht Und wieder mal zeigt sich: Sie sind kleinlich, unvermeidlich fremdenfeindlich

[Strophe 3] Hast du gehört und sag mal, wusstest du schon? Nämlich: Du verdienst dein Geld mit Prostitution Du sollst ja meistens vor dem Busbahnhof steh'n Der Kollege eines Schwagers hat dich neulich geseh'n

[Refrain] Lass die Leute reden und lächle einfach mild Die meisten Leute haben ihre Bildung aus der BILD Und die besteht nun mal, wer wüsste das nicht Aus Angst, Hass, Titten und dem Wetterbericht

Lass die Leute reden, denn wie das immer ist Solang die Leute reden, machen sie nichts Schlimmeres Und ein wenig Heuchelei kannst du dir durchaus leisten Bleib höflich und sag nichts: Das ärgert sie am meisten

[clouds-of-wings]

That Sune boy sure is a playa. When you finally get a date with a girl right enough that she kisses you, she disappears from the game afterwards and you never speak to her again. Then you start annoying everyone about the next girl you want to kiss. Three guesses what Sune will be like in 6 years when he wants to get laid...

[mothmandrivesstudebakers]

[sizzlingsandwichperfection-blog]

Three things:

I am glad that in 2026 I find out about twitter from tumblr.

I did not "dance around" the manic pixie dream girl. I sought to write books exposing the dangerous lie that a person is more than a person. The romanticization (mostly by boys) of the Romantic Other is extremely dangerous, and that was a central theme of my first two books. If people read them as MPDG books, then I failed at my first and most fundamental task and I'm sorry.

I did not build the hospital. Nerdfighteria paid for a hospital that Sierra Leoneans built. We paid for the hospital partly through Hank and I donating money, but mostly thanks to the thousands of people who pay for the hospital every month and my brother's stupid but brilliant idea to create Netflix For Socks.

[sizzlingsandwichperfection-blog]

I've had fairly severe back pain for the last few days. My back hurts most of the time, but lately it really hurts, and it is literally maddening.

Like, I realize that there's nothing I can say that will help you bridge the empathy divide between us. I realize that, as Elaine Scarry wrote, "To have great pain is to have certainty. To hear that another person has pain is to have doubt."

But holy shit when you are really hurting, it is hard to really be anything else. The pain consumes both body and self. The answer to how are you is in pain, and the answer to what do you want to do today is have less pain, and the answer to what are your plans for the weekend is to lie supine in a vain attempt to relieve the pain.

Relief, which is a lovely word, becomes more and more the only thing I want. I don't want to be successful or win the lottery or have a million people read my new book; I only want relief. I want to be returned to the state that the rest of the world appears to be in, a world where you can care about this and about that instead of being forced only to care about the pain.

This is the part of the post where I say, "But at least I am learning lots of important lessons from the pain" or whatever, but no. I am learning nothing from it. It is so boring and monotonous and loud and all-encompassing. I give back pain one star.

[lifeafterpsychiatry]

Give me less "being kind requires zero effort" and more "being kind is worth the effort it takes."