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Not sure how this works when shark skin is so incredibly smooth
It's so good how Lucy truly reflects about her feelings after she chose Arthur, even thought she laments that she can't marry her three suitors out of a sense of shame for hurting their feelings. Because yes movie directors, Lucy is actually considering how guilty it makes her feel to reject two men even thought she has already chosen the one she loves, and not being an evil greedy whore to the parallel madonna that most people think she is because of a single out context line. Who knew that a girl could be a complex character right.
Anyway, it's clear with Lucy's entire letter that even though she is happy with choosing Arthur, she was still processing the entire deal. Why? Well, since Lucy is a character at first built to reflect the ideal victorian girl in the eyes of society, then it means that her implied education was probably focused on being pleasant, and obedient to people around her. It's the mask she mentioned earlier in her letter, the façade that her character clings to give the impression that is expected of her. So, it would be very overwhelming for Lucy to experience three proposals with three different men, it's the conflicting actions of putting the correct demeanor towards them over her feelings, so they don't notice how truly sad she is at the notion of rejecting them. It doesn't last because she made a point of mentioning how Quincey stopped his confession because he "saw something in my face", but it's still worth mentioning.
It really speaks of Lucy's upbringing that she feels she can't enjoy her own engagement with the man she loves because other men are hurt by "her actions". Lucy still feels the need to clarify to Mina how much she cried, even thought said men offered her friendship, and that Lucy should not feel responsible for their feelings over her happiness with Arthur.
i know we all poke fun at quincey's dialogue for being the most stereotypical yeehaw cowboy slang imaginable, but it is genuinely so cute to me that he actually plays that up because he knows lucy thinks it's funny
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opening tumblr in march and it's just like "huh. knife weather we're having."
I love the “prank” of people stating they should lie to a therapist to see how long they can pull off an undercover life like couples counseling without knowing each other. The thing is people with a bad history is normal. And we don’t always call you out of the initial session. So like you can “get away” with it. But in the notes they will be like do these people even know each other. But also it probably wouldn’t be that much of stretch compared to the real clients we see.
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joke’s on darcy, lizzie happens to be besties with mrs collins so do you know what that means? visits. do you know who mrs collins will inevitably bring WITH her???
mr collins. buckle in for some one-sided conversations on the grandeur of pemberley and how there is but one estate only marginally finer, he thinks you will no doubt agree, which can only be, of course, rosing’s park, which can be viewed by his own very humble abode
they’ll all have their dinner and the women will retreat to another room and darcy will stare very, very imploringly to his wife to please, stay. like, please. this man doesn’t shut up. surely you want to talk to him. let’s tag team. please lizzie. he will ask of nothing from you for an entire fortnight if you please actually stay in the same room so mr collins will have SOMEWHERE ELSE to direct his onslaught of ass kissing. lizzie. lizzie.
This is why the Bingleys and the Collinses are invited at the same time.
Meanwhile Lizzie, Jane, and Charlotte are in the parlor, placing bets on how long before Darcy cracks, practically CHUGS his port, and bolts, “WHO WANTS TEA?!?!?!? LET’S JOIN THE LADIES AND HAVE TEA!!!!!!”
Darcy at the table counting down the 45-ish minutes until it’s socially acceptable to retreat to the drawing room
Mr. Collins is not coming on these visits! Charlotte has ensured that he understands how absolutely indispensable he is to Lady Catherine and what a massive insult it would be to his noble patroness if he were to voluntarily spend time with her wayward nephew. Meanwhile it is nevertheless absolutely vital that she herself does accept the invitation in order to soothe away the probable offence given to Mr. and Mrs. Darcy occasioned by Mr. Collins’ refusal.
Eventually Lizzie’s father dies and the Collinses move to Longbourne and now Mr Collins comes on visits
But by this point Charlotte has gotten him into beekeeping so all Darcy has to do is ask after the bees and then tune out for a hour
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Mania is when you have an idea and it’s bad
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this is in excel btw. and this image is exactly half green and half pink. and for each shade of green there is an equal number of "opposite" pink pixels. and this represents a major leap forward in excel macro use by me
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Imagine that everywhere in the mechanical engineering world suddenly got infatuated with lasers.
Lasers have a lot of uses! Measuring things, heating things, cutting things, entertaining cats, particle physics. Lasers are pretty cool. Very versatile, very useful, potential to be very powerful.
Someone shows up one day and says "I have developed a never before seen technology! I call it a Death Star."
And it's a 3.4mW laser. Well no, we haven't seen this exact size of laser much since that's not really standard, but that's a bit of a misnomer, and I wouldn't call it new -
"HOLY SHIT GUYS! This Death Star is so entertaining! My cat loves it and it has such a nice color!" The Death Star becomes a viral novelty, and is mildly entertaining, as laser pointers often are.
Somehow, seemingly overnight, this leads to mania. "Lets stick lasers in EVERYTHING! The public loves them!"
More companies make 3.4mW lasers to jump on the bandwagon. Everyone that makes anything vaguely mechanical starts sticking lasers into their designs.
Everyone is calling them Death Stars. Any time there is a "Death Star innovation", it is just that they made a bigger laser.
Ford's next truck comes out and it has "Death Star integrated headlights", where they have just stuck giant lasers in place of their previously functional headlights.
An electric toothbrush is now "Powered by Death Stars" and shoots a laser at the tooth its cleaning. You think that maybe this could have actual applications as a sanitizing device if you're being generous, but when you actually look at the product, its laser has no purpose but to point at the tooth and drain the battery.
Mechanical products across the board get noticeably worse as everyone starts stuffing lasers in places where lasers have no right to be.
The lamp business gets in on it. "Here's a Death Star powered lamp!" These guys haven't even tried to stick a laser in their damn lamps. They've just started calling their light bulbs Death Stars and hoped you bought it before you could tell the difference. You at least appreciate that they haven't ruined their lamp about it.
Death Stars are lauded as the solution to all the world's problems. If it's not working, you should stick a laser in it! That'll fix it, everyone says. Once in a blue moon, it's even true! Weather prediction is really good now. But most things are garbage. Like "Death Star powered washing machines". What the fuck does that even mean?
Meanwhile, since all functioning mechanisms are being replaced with lasers, problems start showing up. All mirrors now cost $1000+ dollars, because the whole supply is being used up to make more lasers. The earth heats up, because everyone's blasting lasers at everything. People keep going blind, on account of all the lasers.
You, in fact, study optical mechanics. You know what a laser is, and how it works, and that it was invented many years before any of this nonsense actually started. People keep asking you about Death Stars, since surely you must know so much about them.
You explain that this is not really what lasers are for, except you have to call them Death Stars now, and that they're causing a lot of harm, so you don't like them much.
"Oh, but they're still such new tech!" they reply. "They'll figure out how to make Death Stars that don't burn your eyes out soon, and then it won't be an issue anymore!"
Somewhere, deep and buried, you remember lasers being used in particle accelerators, or in telescopes, or in laser cutters, or funny cat videos. They are, in fact, still interesting. Still cool.
But by this point they have replaced roads with "Death Star Powered Pathways", which are just laser pointers propped up on tooth picks pointing vaguely through the forests.
And you think you are going mad.
And they are still just FUCKING LASERS.
This post is about AI.
What if I told you Dracula is absolutely a love story but not in the way its always been portrayed. It's about a love between two people strong enough that they'd follow each other to hell and back. A love between friends that survives rejection and some heartbreak. A love between a mentor and his mentee. Love is what drives them all to take the actions they do that lead to them defeating Dracula, and it's so much more than the dark romance that it's been marketed as for such a long time.
It is a tragedy that dark, abusive love is favored to captivate an audience and oneself rather than the thriller of hoping the team that cares so deeply for each other does not lose one soul.
There is no hope in a romance between Dracula and his capture. It flips the narrative of abuse to be desire and consensual.
There is so much tension in watching those you care about those you love suffer without anything you can do. The only action to take is refusal to give up and persever to stop the monster who is destroying all you love.
How the former makes better story telling and cinema is beyond me.
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just got a call from the american psychiatric association. you old dogs, i said, picking up on the first ring. how many times i gotta tell you to lose this number. i don’t want you coming around here anymore. “listen, toots, we’ve been doing some thinking,” they says, and i says, guess there’s a first time for everything. “you’re a real funny dame, sugardoll. reviewing criticism, we’ve determined that the biggest issue with our previous diagnostic and statistic manuals of mental disorders is the anonymity of it all. we’ve been circling around a vague figure of the mentally well without defining the traits of a mentally well person. there’s no personality. what we need is a cute broad with a couple opinions to model the psychological norm.” so i’m saying back up and give it to me straight: i’m the new standard of sanity? can i get that in writing? and they say, “as the american psychiatric association we hereby state that you are the baseline and any deviations from your personality are deviations from the very concept of sanity, at least in the united states psychiatric system.” they’re making it public tomorrow. it’s a nice gig, if you really want to know. never thought they’d let a woman do it.