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soundscape of young green martian playing with pvc pipes
I love this video so much it brings me so much joy every time it crosses my dash again
Hopeful 😃
Even more hopeful. 🦀
Hahahaha
Weretober 2021 by Ilse Gort
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A lot of times when people end up arguing when they didn't mean to, it's because they haven't realised that they're using the same words to mean different things. Like sometimes, when people say that someone can do something, they mean "is physically capable of successfully doing the whole thing at least once, without immediately collapsing and/or requiring an ambulance", while sometimes people mean "is capable of doing that thing all day every day, for years or decades, with no cost nor consequence to themselves and no long-term damage."
So of course you're going to disagree in an argument about whether someone - or people as a whole - can be plausibly expected to do something, if one of you means "can" in the former sense and the other one thinks it's the latter.
This, too, is sociolinguistics.
First glance I read that as scoliolinguistics, and didn't question it. That particular example does sound like an argument that people with a swirly spine would have to go through on a regular basis.
this book is out now!!! it's a short read, less than 200 pages, and it's SO good. i literally had to pause halfway through just to send the author a message about how much i liked it. definitely leans more utopian than scientific, but that makes sense given the format, and i think it has a lot of good things to say.
once you really start thinking about how restrictive the world is for children and how many bullshit justifications we retroactively come up for it all the time, you can't stop seeing it everywhere. this book makes a good case for including children in our political efforts not as rhetorical devices but as an actual class of oppressed people.
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I'm not sure why so many grown ass adults need this explained to them, but it's actually quite rude and inconsiderate to keep messaging someone over and over multiple times *in the same day* ONLY because they haven't responded to you yet and you really want them to talk to you.
I don't mean for things that actual emergencies, obviously. I mean shit like "huh, I've texted this person 5 times since this morning and they haven't responded to a single 'hey' or 'what's up,' I'm just gonna keep sending messages until they respond."
You know that other people don't exist for your entertainment, right? You're aware that most adults have jobs, kids, school, appointments, and other responsibilities they have to take care of every day and can't be available for you at all times, right? Even if someone isn't busy, most people don't have an unlimited social drive and sometimes just don't have the energy to hold a conversation. So when you're blowing up someone's phone all day long just to get them to respond to shit like "what's up" it actually comes off as "quit ignoring me! why are you not pausing your day to focus on me??? I don't care what you're busy with, you owe me your time and social energy!!"
It stresses the other person out. A lot. Especially if they're having a rough or busy day. They're just trying to get shit done or get some rest and you're popping in every hour to make them feel like talking to you is a task that HAS to be done and should be a higher priority on their list than anything else. Now that person feels rushed, like they need to speed through or ignore whatever else they were doing so that your feelings aren't hurt by them having a life that doesn't revolve around you.
Don't send someone multiple messages in a row with no response if they're not someone who has established that it's fine to do so. If even my best friends in the world were to send me "hey" or "what's up" 5 times in a day I would cut off the friendship pretty quickly. People don't exist for your pleasure.
100%!!! ngl a lot of my friends seem to be like, on the opposite side of this issue, where if they take like, a few hours to a few days to respond to my dm they instantly reply back like "hey im so sorry i forgot and took so long to respond!!" and each time im like. dude im not entitled to every second of your life. Your irl life takes priority, you dont have the internet and my messages hooked up to your brain 24/7 im not owed an immediate response. that being said it takes. so much willpower not to spam messages because i think they'd like a meme i found or i thought of multiple questions to ask.
I'm definitely that person who takes a few days to respond lol. I do think it's much different when it's someone you're close to though, and depends on the type of message for sure. My friends might message me multiple times in a day with no response, but they're usually sending memes, funny videos, or other silly shit and they're aware that I'll get back to it when I can.
But when a guy I've only hung out with a few times messages me EIGHT times in a day to ask "what are you up to?" "Wanna hang out?" "What's up?" after I clearly told him that I haven't been feeling well, THAT'S when I'm like alright this dude needs to leave the the fuck alone. Now I have to explain to a grown man in his late 30s that some people don't like texting all the time. And that he's basically harassing me. That's what inspired this post tbh
Ought yeah I get that
This would have had me crucified on tumblr 10 years ago but maybe we are ready for this conversation now:
If you are a socially anxious person, you have to socialize. Your panic/anxiety attacks will only get worse and trigger more frequently if you constantly avoid contact with The Public. Not saying that you need to be a social butterfly- but there is a genuine problem with not being able to order your own meal at a restaurant. And it cannot be solved by always having someone else do it for you.
This is a PSA to about 3/4s of the Portland Youth populace
everyone who reblogs this and is like "I ordered my own tea this week" or "I only barfed once when I had to give a presentation'- you are doing amazing sweetie. Have patience with yourself, you are relearning a skill so difficult that people get 4 year degrees to do it professionally.
where to download every pokemon game excluding spinoffs
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GAMES
pokemon red/blue
pokemon gold/silver/crystal
pokemon ruby/sapphire/emerald
pokemon firered/leafgreen
pokemon diamond/pearl/platinum
pokemon heartgold/soulsilver
pokemon black/white
pokemon black2/white2
pokemon x/pokemon y
pokemon omega ruby/alpha sapphire
pokemon sun/moon
pokemon ultra sun/ultra moon
pokemon let’s go pikachu/let’s go eevee
pokemon sword/shield
pokemon brilliant diamond/shining pearl
pokemon legends arceus
pokemon scarlet/violet
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gameboy
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3DS
switch
let me know if any of the links are dead and ill update them as soon as i can!
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Yeah i’m not concerned about ball lightning. Or really any unexplained atmospheric phenomena. Anyway goodnight man
(I put my phone down and fall asleep. Shortly afterwards a sphere of electricity floats into my room through my open window, and explodes)
Once, I asked a friend if she’d ever heard of ball lightning. Her eyes went wide. She hadn’t seen it personally, but her wife (Laura), her mother in law (Jennifer) and her sister in law (Paula) did.
Laura and Paula were visiting their mother. Jennifer had the window open for a breeze, although rain was imminent. They were chatting in the living room when they all felt a strange change in the air and saw a ball of light, like static, come through the open window and pass through the living room. It floated into the garage (the interior door to the garage was open) and then they heard a huge explosion. They went to investigate. Apparently, the ball lightning had burst and destroyed their water heater.
Jennifer, understandably, was shaken and overwhelmed. She just saw the strangest phenomenon she had ever seen, and now she had a blown-up water heater to deal with. So she called her husband, Greg, to tell him what happened and ask him to come home and help her deal with the water heater.
Greg listened to her frantically relaying everything I’ve told you, and decided it was the right time to tell her he had a secret family and he wanted a divorce. He did not come home to help.
tumblr will never die because we’re all too incoherent and petty to leave. someone will just pirate the source code and start running “tunglr” and we’ll all move over like the chucklefucks we are
every time web developers try to “rebrand” or “repurpose” this website we just sink our heels deeper into the quicksand of our own absurdity
look what im saying is there was a story abt a group of artists whose house was demolished in order to make room for a new shopping mall and, once it was constructed, they fueled their rage and pettiness at being displaced into finding an unused room in the building, renovated it into a condo, outfitted it with a fully stocked kitchen, china hutch, AC, TV and gaming system and then proceeded to live in the mall undetected for years. that creativity? absurdity? sheer stubborn pettiness? thas tumblr babey!!!!
sorry this was going to be a tags addition because I only get to use my coated pantone swatchbook like 6 times a year when i have a new enamel pin to design, but...
METALLIC GOLD PANTIES ????
This is especially frustrating because the only reason we know the wind speed is because NOAA's Hurricane Hunters literally fly into the hurricane and collect vital data. They fly in and out of the storm over and over in 8 hour shifts.
This brave team flies two identical Lockheed P3s called Kermit and Miss Piggy.
You can see the dangling ornaments in the videos to determine which plane they are in.
And when I say they fly into the hurricane, I mean they fly *into* the hurricane.
Here they are in the eye of Milton.
And here they are in the eye of Irma.
As you may notice, this flight was in Kermit.
So the next time you see live data about a hurricane's wind speed and pressure, just remember how that was collected and don't be a giant turd about it.
And please vote because conservatives want to kill NOAA.
This is serious But I also just want everyone to know that Kermit and Miss Piggy have retro-style nose artwork of the characters:
I was so enamored with the ornaments that I didn't think to check for nose art. Thanks for adding this!
annual reminder not to feed the ghosts! yes I know it seems like a cute tradition, but these are wild spirits with specialized diets, and humans unintentionally cause serious havoc by interfering with their ectosystem
sorry i should have clarified, don't feed the feral ghosts. if you are hosting domesticated or ancestral spirits and have done your research on how to honor them properly, that is fine obviously. but please do not invite wandering ghosts onto your doorstep with offerings, that will lead to infestations!!!
you can feed me, i'm not gonna bite or live in your home forever because it certainly doesn't bind me to your house like a feral cat 🥺👉👈 promise
TUMBLR DO NOT WOOBIFY THE GHOSTS
@mllfology gave me the idea a long time ago
people will randomly reblog this post throughout the year and every single time I have to stop and remember that it is not october, much less october 31th
Guess what