The inevitable has happened. I'm back on my bullshit. Long time no see.
Something something down with the ship. Time to blorbopost for my sanity
EDIT: I JUST LOOKED AT MY BIO, ITS BEEN 4 YEARS??????
NASA
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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$LAYYYTER
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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The inevitable has happened. I'm back on my bullshit. Long time no see.
Something something down with the ship. Time to blorbopost for my sanity
EDIT: I JUST LOOKED AT MY BIO, ITS BEEN 4 YEARS??????
what they DONT tell you about clarinets is that you have to fucking build the damn thing every single time. "what instrument do you play" fucking legos man idk
about build clarinets damn do DONT every fucking fucking have idk instrument is legos man play" single tell that the they thing time. to what "what you you you
I really need to start reading the blog name because I thought I was having some sort of moment right there.
How to build a garden with no money
It's a relatively modern problem, where you, a scrappy solarpunk with no money, want to begin a vegetable garden. The ground you have to work with is either dead as hell or flat out toxic or has no dirt at all. You want to build a raised bed but you have no money and the kits are expensive. There's a lot of ways to go about this, here's what I did: I built a wicker basket.
Step one: assemble your branches.
You want whippy ones at least 4' long, no thicker than two fingers, no thinner than a chopstick. Longer and bendier is better, but also get a bunch of thick stiff ones. I got mine from the Greenway near my lil condo, and from my neighbor's yards.
Protips: Wear gloves, because thorns. Carry clippers discretely, because people get nervous when they see sharp shiny things in your pocket. The branches in the above pic are one load of three, because that's how much I could carry.
Step two: hammer your stakes
(no pic for this part, sorry)
Take the thickest and straightest of your branches, and cut a length you want to be the height of your box plus a couple inches extra. Hammer them into the ground every 18" or so, and at each corner. Every side of your box must have at least three stakes.
Protip: if the ground is really hard, drive a hole ahead of the stick by hammering in a screwdriver.
Step three: get weaving
First weave your biggest branches in and out between the stakes. You can remove any leaves for free compost at this point.
Protip: this is the hardest part, so don't get discouraged! Here is also where you will find out of the stakes are thick enough or hammered in deep enough. Try not to cry if they fall over. Or break.
Step four: keep weaving
Now you put in the smaller branches. I found that long vine types like ivy and wild rose can be woven in more than one direction, so if you need to fill in some gaps you can get creative.
Protip: tamp down the walls you've made every so often do they stay nice and dense. They need to be closely woven enough to hold dirt later.
Step five: smaller, different weaving
By now you have gotten down to the sticks that aren't quite long enough to go between the stakes. Make them into smaller stakes, ones that don't go into the ground but nonetheless weave vertically through your box walls. Hey, it's starting to look more like a box!
Protip: break off the ends of the stakes and your new vertical weave so they don't have out too much, and WEAR YOUR GLOVES, don't be an idiot like me and think you're safe because you don't have thorns to deal with.
Step six: fill it with dirt.
If you have any budget, use it all here. Get good, organic dirt, get your compost bin empty, and be extra careful taking dirt from elsewhere if you don't know exactly what has been leaking into it.
Protip: get more dirt than you think you need. Dirt is fluffy. The second you get water on it all the air goes away and you have a three inches deep garden box. In the unlikely event that you get more dirt than you need, use it for your houseplants or porch containers.
And that's it! Plant what you like! Use the seeds you've stolen from other gardens and the insides of your daily fruit! If you've bothered your nosy neighbor and they have alerted the HOA or your landlord, take this time to brush up on your various rights. If your neighbor dislikes you because they believe you to be a witch and a lesbian and idk, a long haired hippy or some other deeply outdated derogatory term, get those middle fingers up because you are going to help the bees and they aren't.
Green can be very punk.
I wish I could have heard you sing this… I bet you have a beautiful voice
Not to be all "the children have forgotten the sacred texts!" but I just saw someone refer to a ship between two people who are good friends in canon as a crackship.
Hon. No. Crackship doesn't just mean "not canon". It's difficult to imagine two people who spend significant canon time together as a crackship. Crackship is when you write Galactus getting fucked by Tony the Tiger.
Gotta say, my absolute favourite notes on this so far have been the number of people congratulating Tony on his rebound from the Grinch.
ngl a lot of you seem real scared of grace having any flaws whatsoever.
like his refusal to form deeper connections on earth is, like, part of why his dynamic with rocky is so meaningful. it’s not indicative of his identity, and it’s not actually He Loves Earth So Much.
it’s a man so isolated and insulated that even after the years he worked as a teacher, even after the years he worked in stratt’s vat, he genuinely has not formed a true relationship with anyone in his life, and no amount of saying he cares about people or his students or earth was ever going to make him willing to die for them. it’s cowardice and it’s refusing to be a part of the world around him and it’s deliberately holding people at arm’s length; even to his own detriment.
it’s a character flaw. it’s okay. characters are supposed to have them.
Forget about torturing your blorbos, putting them through the wringer. I'm putting my blorbo in perfectly ordinary, pleasant situations. Their tortured personality will cause them anguish anyway, making an absolutely mundane scene into the most dramatic, agony filled affair as though the world is ending and it's all their fault
my school is platforming a “bdsm coach” to talk about “consent” as a part of sexual assault awareness month. you can’t make this shit up! yeah, sure, teach some 18 year olds how to submit to being beat up and choked, that will make them more likely to have safe encounters in the future. the porn rot in these progressives is just incredible.
Incredible how OP left out that they're a grad student, and this is about a college, not a public highschool. I'm so sorry you forgot the context, OP.
Explaining to young adults the importance of bodily autonomy and agency in sexual encounters is porn rot, apparently. Knowing the difference between coerced and enthusiastic consent absolutely couldn't apply to things like dangerous/traumatic, non-kinky sexual encounters like, I don't know. Spousal rape. Or sex while intoxicated. Or medical abuse. Having the correct vocabulary for things has, of course, historically hurt people. Because assault or dubious-consent sex doesn't happen if you never learn about it.
People like OP drive me absolutely insane. You're so rad-pilled that you can't comprehend that knowledge is power, especially in vulnerable situations like sex. Understanding red flags to look for is vital to your safety, and the way a partner communicates boundaries and safety discussions is an incredible indicator.
Consent applies to normal-ass sex. I don't like being fingered, or receiving oral sex. I don't consent to it. It's a hard limit, and one i didn't know how to communicate before interacting with a sex educator that specialized in kink that visited the boutique I worked at. I was taught that anything that wasn't violent was expected and owed in sex, and that not liking certain acts meant I didn't like sex and couldn't provide for a partner. It took interacting with "deviants" to learn that no, actually, someone cannot demand anything from me sexually.
It is deviant to say no, and not back down. It is deviant to seek pleasure in sex and a woman, because our pleasure doesn't matter in the patriarchal structure. Even radfems know that. To equate education on how to do those things to "teaching teenagers to submit to being beat up" is master levels of reach and projection. You just don't know anything about BDSM.
nap time with the pebbles :)
Tropical Royal Flycatcher (Onychorhynchus coronatus), family Onychorhynchidae, order Passeriformes, Costa Rica
Photograph by Wayne Suggs
I love this type of post so much
Learn to walk again
More people should know about Creepypodsta
A few years ago, My Friend Jeff(tm) who hates horror started a creepypasta discussion podcast as a joke, continued making episodes b/c people liked it, and ended up making the best horror lit discussion podcast I've ever heard. It ran for 200 episodes. Nobody has heard of it.
#ironic that his name is jeff
oh they got some mileage outta that for sure
made a frog with the trans flag colors!!!
hey, by popular demand, I made this little dude available for sale on my TeePublic.com storefront!
so, if any of you want this lil guy on a sticker or a shirt or summin, you can!
want to spread this bud in honor of pride month again :3
Ohhh, No! There goes OPENCOLO, Go, Go, GODZILLA!
You have turned this glory hole into a hole of dishonor and you must leave immediately