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an attempt to tip the scales- bright eyes
My mother-in-law: now listen children - the birds will go quiet as the eclipse goes on
The eclipse: (goes on)
The birds: (go quiet)
One (1) Woodpigeon, continuously: HOOOO HOOOOO HOO. HU HOOOOO HU
(translated from Wood Pigeon): "You see, children, all the other birds have gone quiet as the eclipse goes on..."
honey is the only food product that never spoils. there are pots of honey that are over five thousand years old and still completely edible
i also want to point out we know it tastes the same even after thousands of years b/c archaeologists who discovered two thousand year old honey tasted it. presumably right after they looked at each other and went “what the hell here goes nothing”
I’m pretty sure they also identify human remains by taste. Archaeologists are straight up freaks.
No, no no… you identify bone from rock or other substances by touching it to your tongue. If it sticks, it’s bone. The taste itself has nothing to do with it. And most archaeologists won’t lick human bones if they know they’re human.
…and I realize that doesn’t actually do much to prove archaeologists aren’t freaks.
mai nam is jane and wen i dig i fynde some roks both smol and big i put my tung upon the stone for science yes i lik the bone
I’m sitting with a bunch of archaeologists and we just laughed so hard we CRIED we’re getting tshirts with this on them
I will never ever get tired of seeing bredlik poems. It is really one of the seminal art forms of the century. I am not being sarcastic.
If I ever don’t reblog this, assume I’m dead and archaeologists are licking my bones.
does anyone else remember being a hapless american child looking at the prices of books on the inside flap and wondering. do we just hate canadians? this book is $8 here and $13 there, that feels..... mean somehow
It's because you're always on that cursed tome
The doom scroll, if you will
$495,000/2 br/1.5 ba/1,594 sq ft
Waitsfield, VT
Built in 1990
"A rare opportunity to be part of a unique collective of homes that address the challenges of housing in the 21st Century. Designed and built by Yestermorrow founder John Connell, and recipient of a 2026 Preservation Award, this home is creative and whimsical, but also highly efficient and exciting. Sit on the cantilevered deck overlooking the Mad River and you'll feel like you're floating in mid-air."
[I post the most interesting houses on substack and it is free and I post them first before they show up here]
cats will be like please i need you to watch me wiggle around on this carpet please hey look look please look at me i’m wiggling
[ID: A screenshot of a Tumblr comment that reads “I would be at a loss for words. Not only is this situation terrible, but it’s also terrible.” End ID.]
TikTok live is such a waste of time there are no good….
this is how we should generate power for cities
contextual storytelling from that sign in the back
muttering "the hamsters control the wheels" as i wander around like a blind medieval soothsayer
Wild Dogs see a Domesticated Dog
African wild dogs are one of my favorite animals. Those huge round circle ears and tricolored coats. I love you African wild dogs
HEY. HEY. HOW DID YOU GET OUT??? HEY-
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you'll get the urge as an artist or a writer to say out loud the things you're worried about "the proportions are off" "kind of out of character" "i'm not good at summaries" "didn't get as much detail as i wanted" "i made a mistake and here's how" and that's the self-conscious part of your brain telling you "it's bad and if you don't tell them you know it's bad then they'll think you're stupid" but you've got to ignore that little voice and pretend you think it's good or else that little voice is going to ruin your life
Some of the best advice I have ever gotten was from a creative writing professor. She said never apologize for your work. Never critic it before someone else does.
Her reasoning was you are the creator. You made your work from nothing and can see all the flaws and seems and holes. But your audience may not see any of it. Maybe they will; maybe they won't. But if you TELL them about the holes and the mistakes and the problems....they will 100% see them. So don't tell them. Don't sabotage yourself just because you think you're not good enough.
from let July be July by Morgan Harper Nichols
i, a rock collector, had to go to the ER yesterday because of a gallstone attack, here is how my father messaged me
thanks dad
That was the correct thing to say.
everyone who is not currently in the process of moving please pause and take a moment to be grateful that you're not currently in the process of moving