TMNT 2003 | Reflections
A true ninja should never believe everything he hears.
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TMNT 2003 | Reflections
A true ninja should never believe everything he hears.
You’d pretty much HAVE to be a ninja master.
[Image of text saying,
Some AAVE speakers pluralize 'child' as 'childrens'. People get racist about this ("It's already plural!"), but 'children' actually comes from Middle English speakers doing the same thing: slapping their plural marker on word already pluralized by an extinct plural marker.
To oversimplify: in Old English, 'childer' ('ċildra') was the plural of 'child' ('ċild'). Middle English developed an '-en' plural marker, which we see in 'oxen'. Instead of updating to 'childen', people slapped their preferred '-en' onto the end of 'childer' - so now we have 'child-er-en'. AAVE carries on this tradition with 'child-er-en-s'.
"Pure" language is just impurity obscured by the passage of time.
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(lady) Bagheera in Maugli (1973)
The jumping is cat is so well done!
The (two year old) child just spent ten minutes solid giggling at the gif of the cat jumping. She managed to get out the word "tail!" from time to time 😂
Now she is running around jumping 😁
The film is honestly really great, and Bagheera is just glorious in how she moves the whole time
imagine if i did my work. if i sat down and Did it. and it was Done. can you even imagine such a thing
i love how weird kids are. they make up the most bizarre stuff when left to their own devices and it's never what an adult would naively predict a kid would do in their imaginative play
my friend's 5 year old recently got a toy veterinary medicine set - it's super cool, like one of those mini play kitchens a lot of kids have, but it's set up to pretend to be a vet (it's this thing) - it has stuffed animals and things to weigh them, give them medicine, take x-rays, write on their charts, etc.
so this kid, who is five and to my knowledge has no experience in the administrative bureaucracy of modern healthcare, puts a stuffed pig named Piggy on the exam table. she pretends to draw blood from Piggy using a fake syringe, and the blood goes into a toy test tube vial that she calls "the resulter"
i'm playing with her, right, so i'm like, awesome, what are the results of Piggy's blood test? and she says "we have to send it to the scientists." so we send the vial to the scientists (put it in her bedroom) and when we get back to the vet playset i'm like awesome what did the scientists say? and she says they have not gotten back to us yet
so she rolls her eyes, exasperated, and says we have to call the scientists. she pretends to call them. apparently, they tell her that Piggy's blood test is "at the bottom of the list" and "we have to WAIT." she frowns. we wait a bit longer and call them back. they tell us it will be a while! she says we should go ask the scientists in person so we go back to her bedroom and she inquires at this imaginary lab, at which point the scientists yell at her and tell her now they will make us wait even longer!
keep in mind she is 100% directing this play. she is making all this up. she is fully in control of this game, and she has decided that what we are going to pretend is that we are dealing with this exhausting nonsense, not actually treating Piggy.
finally the blood tests come back. they are inconclusive. the scientists do not know what is wrong with Piggy. the little girl walks back to the stuffed pig on the exam table, sighs deeply, and says in a very serious voice "we can never help you."
i'm obsessed with this kid. when given complete control over a make believe scenario, instead of becoming the heroic rescuer administering effective cures, she is instead a beleaguered vet making multiple calls to an overworked lab only to be left unable to help her patient.
10/10 no notes. kids are amazing
I used to watch a toddler and this one time she decided that my arm stretched across a doorway was a magic portal to other lands. My arm was a boom gate type of thing that had to raise up to let her go through the portal. I was like, cool, we're gonna go on adventures in some imaginary world full of stuff she likes.
Nope, she spent an hour troubleshooting and repairing the gate, which was broken in multiple ways. We never activated it.
I found a bunch of Workbasket needle craft magazines that seem to be from the 1950s, and 1970s general craft magazines (plus a smattering of others), on The Internet Archive [click here]
Okay. I was on my beloved AO3 and I saw something that made me do a double take. So, now I really want to know…
What is your AO3 user ID?
I’m an OG user 5 digits or less
Six figures baby!
I’m in the millions…
I’m so curious to see how long people have been on AO3! I know some people have been on there since beta/invite only, but I would love to see what the number is on tumblr!
ice cream truck blasting gymnopedie no. 1 while a bunch of really forlorn children chase after it
Need to be taken apart and reassembled like a broken watch . Not in a sex way I just think they should put my joints together right this time
Ohhh the fantasy of all your bones being put into one of those ultrasonic cleaning baths they use for jewelry. All the pain coming clouding out like dirt. Then carefully reassembled and joints oiled and then it would all just work perfectly and painlessly...
Like, I know that's not what's wrong with me but I think we should try just to be sure
꧂ commissioned by @haggathadarkness - thank you!
evoking bertholt brecht’s “the way people cast a play!” quote as a spell against prescriptive, stereotypical, fatalistic typecasting
idk what to tell you except go look at the fishwives
the fuckign. the fuckign temperatures
This one is from last summer and is the quilt that dragged me back into quilting. Its my neighborhood cats quilt and it's made from all stash fabrics. I originally wanted to make a quilt covered in houses but then illustration brain took over and I started wondering how I could tell a story. My math was way off in every way possible (its was supposed to be for a queen sized bed and ended up super long somehow) and my binding is wonky but its a good blanket anyways.