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Can you tell me how to get How to get to Sesame Street?
Grab your friends, and head to very distant lands.
Grab your Backpack, Grab your socks, too.
Travel across the land, searching far and wide.
Cruise on down Main Street, relaxed and feeling good.
Turn onto Conjunction Junction after you pass the Electric Company.
Avoid Duckburg, as itâs a duck-blur of race cars, lasers and aeroplanes. Mr. Rogers Neighborhood is far safer, as is the town of Bedrock.
Honestly- You can go anywhere, just take a look. Itâs in a book. But donât take my word for it.
Now you know the way, and knowing is half the travel.
stupid fucking slut hourÂ
can you bring sunshine boy back
GSKHGSKG yes i want to but things keep f/cking me over I'm sorry.
So, it looks like the TERFs have moved on from "girls thinking they're trans is a social contagion" to "girls thinking they're disabled is a social contagion"
A disproportionate number of Gen Z females are affected by vague syndromes and may be victims of social contagion
It was never about "keeping girls and women safe"
This pisses me off so bad. Its EMBARRASSING to use my cane in public. Being disable is HUMILIATING. So much humanity is denied to disabled people from daily life to medical events even for someone like me who is 'lightly' disabled. And the jab she takes at ambulatory wheelchair users and POTS??? The 'vague symptoms'? I dont even have the fucking words.
Terfs are not and have never been feminists. Its controlling and demeaning women and anyone they think SHOULD be women, and vitrolic hatred of everyone else who doesnt yield to them. Its bioessentialism, misogyny, homophobia, transphobia, racism, and ableism in one shit wrapped package
an unexpected confession
I think that the lack of aromantic spaces that aren't also asexual is a function of both amatonormativity and purity culture.
Either you're having sex for love, or you're a wh*re
So aroallo people struggle to proudly exist because we're labeled "shallow" or "unavailable" when we don't fit into the lines drawn for us, without us.
We're just as real and just as normal as anyone else, but the constant shame surrounding sex pushes us to label ourselves wrong.
I cannot be the only person who labelled myself aroace despite knowing it wasn't true because I was scared of what others may think of me, even in my own communities.
Well that's bullshit. I'm not going to live in the closet because of others' ignorance. I want to be loud and honest and maybe if I'm lucky, I can help someone else feel just a little bit less alone.
You don't have to be afraid of who you are. Who you are is cool as fuck.
the tradgedy of sclimbo is he's genuinely kinda cute but i'm. not going to watch. someone named that.
in his new majestic wolf form how often does sclimbo have to change his Wolf Fluid? i figure he should get at least three or four hundred wolflengths before a change but i am not an expert on the Wolf Fluid.
I think a lot of people in the indie TTRPG spaces who think of their TTRPGs as art kinda have a David Cage approach to the idea that TTRPGs are art, in that they don't actually think ordinary mainstream TTRPGs like D&D, Pathfinder, Call of Cthulhu, etc. are art. They think TTRPGs could be art, but only if somebody who never lowered themselves to fully engage with the mainstream entries in the medium came in and showed them how to be art - everything before that point being just mindless waste.
The result is that they try to make some really deep and meaningful shit without knowing that it's been done before and done better by entries just barely below the surface level, and without knowing basic things about the inner workings of the engines of the medium itself that make them function.
If I want to make this observation into something actually constructive, I might say, like, instead of making your first very TTRPG something that you think has never even been attempted before and will blow everyone's fuckin minds instantly, your first TTRPG should probably be a really basic remake of Basic D&D (like, D&D1e) from the ground up with your own tools and knowledge. When they teach you video game design in college, they don't sit 101 students down and tell them to make something completely original, they tell them to make, like, really basic platformers and shit. You have to know how to make Super Mario Bros. before you can make The Game That Changes The Way You Think of Video Games Forever.
(The one small problem with the comparison is that entering the hobby of TTRPGs through D&D5e and its fucked up play culture as your first game actually really demonstrably makes you a worse player, game master, and designer with a ton of really bad habits to unlearn. I don't think the same could be said for, like, Super Mario and Fortnite in video games.)
Per some feedback I have received on this post, I admit I may have been a little off-base here and been too quick on the draw with my assessment my fellow indie TTRPG designers. I'd like to amend my statement about you having a "David Cage approach" now that I have been enlightened to the fact that a good number of you also fully think D&D is degenerate art.
Quick reading comprehension test for some of you.
1: Does this post say âYou have to like D&D?â Yes or No.
2: Does this post say âD&D is a good game.â? Yes or No.
3: Does this post say âEverything meaningful in TTRPGs has already been done by D&D?â Yes or No.
4: Does this post say âEvery TTRPG should be a carbon copy of D&D?â Yes or No.
5: Does this post say âYou are a Nazi if you donât like D&D.â? Yes or No.
6: Does this post say âD&D is not racist.â? Yes or No.
7: Does this post say âCriticizing D&D for being racist is wrong.â? Yes or No.
8: Does this post say âCriticizing D&D for being racist and that alone is the same as considering it âdegenerate art.ââ? Yes or No.
Answer key under the cut.
My child, who spends their entire life being transfered from home to car to school and back, and is not allowed to leave the house or talk to anyone and can only in their wildest dreams imagine a life free from constant surveillance, is very sad. Obviously they're dumb and lazy, like all kids these days.
kind of a tangent but i recently went to a bowling alley with my friend i'm 19 he's 18 and the woman at the door didn't want to let us in because there was a sign saying under-18s needed adult supervision. everything got cleared up and we were able to go bowl, but i'm still so mad about the fact that kids need adult supervision to go to a bowling alley and arcade. like okay maybe young kids should have supervision but what do you mean middle and high schoolers need to hold mommy's hand while they play video games. kids aren't just addicted to their phones because phones are addicting, we're addicted to our phones because there's nothing else to fucking do
I'm sure banning kids from online spaces while simultaneously not ensuring that they have access to offline spaces to socialize in (without having to rely on their parents who already don't have time for them) will help them feel better & less alienated from society.
As I said, one-and-three-quarter years ago:
If you're going to take away kids' smartphones, then give them back the streets.
I deleted the photo for phone storage but I was at a public square kind of space in Cleveland, there were restaurants all around and a little open air market and food trucks and a local band playing. Some flower beds. Benches. a nice spot to sit, hang out, enjoy the outdoors and get some yummy food. And there was a sign saying anyone under 18 there after 4 pm. had to be accompanied by an adult. There was a posted minimum age the adult had to be. There was a posted minor-to-adult ratio. what's more, the sign explicitly made the exception for underage employees of nearby establishments, provided they were there during scheduled work hours (they'll take your labor, but won't suffer you to enjoy the fruits of it)
When I was "under 18" I had a job and friends from different parts of town and options for transportation. I volunteered at a food bank. I had an income and the desire to spend it. and I would have been told to leave if I had the audacity to go hang out in a community space without a grown up.
My parents made the point that teens often cause a Ruckus which can be unpleasant to be around. which is true but 1) adults are just as capable of being a public nuisance and 2) if they can enforce this rule, surely they can enforce rules such as "no swearing" or "no loud music" or "no roughhousing" or whatever else they're afraid will happen if a teenager goes out in public.
It's sad.
*shagcula voice* it vasn't me
she caught me in the coffin. vasnt me
caught me hanging in the belfry. vasnt me.
she even saw me stick my cross in. vasnt me
i didn't show up on camera. vasnt me
The tailors at Colonial Williamsburg made a suit for their cat
The best part is that they were inspired by a diary entry from 1775, written by a 12 year old tailorâs apprentice who had been left unsupervised all day and decided to make a suit for a cat. Hereâs a link to the blog post about it, but Iâll just paste the whole diary entry here:
âI had been at work about two months when Christmas came on â and here I must relate a little anecdote. The principal [the tailor] and his lady were invited to a party among their friendsâŚwhile it devolved on me to stay at home and keep house. There was nothing left me in charge to do, only to take care of the house. There was a large cat that generally lay about the fire. In order to try my mechanical powers, I concluded to make a suit of clothing for puss, and for my purpose gathered some scraps of cloth that lay about the shop-board, and went to work as hard as I could. Late in the evening I got my suit of clothes finished; I caught the cat, put on the whole suit â coat, vest, and small-clothes [breeches] â buttoned all on tight, and set down my cat to inspect the fit.Â
âUnfortunately for me there was a hole through the floor close to the fireplace, just large enough for the cat to pass down; after making some efforts to get rid of the clothes, and failing, pussy descended through the hole and disappeared; the floor was tight and the house underpinned with brick, so there was no chance of pursuit. I consoled myself with a hope that the cat would extricate itself from its incumbrance, but not so; night came and I had made on a good fire and seated myself for some two or three hours after dark, when who should make their appearance but my master and mistress and two young men, all in good humor, with two or three bottles of rum. After all were seated around the fire, who should appear amongst us but the cat in his uniform. I was struck speechless, the secret was out and had no chance of concealing; the cat was caught, the whole work inspected and the question asked, is this your dayâs work? I was obliged to answer in the affirmative; I would then have been willing to take a good whipping, and let it stop there, but no, to complete my mortification the clothes were carefully taken off the cat and hung up in the shop for the inspection of all customers that came in.â
âI was hoping theyâd beat me and forget about it but to my horror they stuck my work up on the fridgeâ
Not just any fridge-
The public fridge
it matches
The zipper merge requires a level of cooperation and goodwill that the citizens of this great country have never once displayed
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