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swarnpert

standing up and blacking out for a few seconds is just transitioning from a cutscene to the actual gameplay

henchmaxxing

You motherfuckers need to eat salt is what that means

missbcm

https://twitter.com/profannieoakley/status/1357768408671027202

This thread is gold… make your own here: https://htck.github.io/bayeux/#!/

dancing-crow

perfection

herecomesarthit

whitepeopletwitter

gingersofficial

candiikismet

Life path unlocked. He’s a scientist now.

prolifeproliberty

If your dad is telling you in great detail about something he’s passionate about, you’re going to be hooked even if you don’t understand a word.

by-grace-of-god

He tells us more…

So now I have to deliver a quiet lecture on the Standard Model every night. He loves lists of things, like all the streets home from daycare, or the train stations between here and Central, so he loves hearing the list of leptons and quarks and bosons.

Anyway, I made this poster for him, based on the CPEP ones we used to have at uni .

Alas I ran out of room for antimatter, colour charge and confinement, but hey, maybe there can be a second poster later.

It’s funny though — on the surface of it, it seems like it must be far too advanced for a 3yo. But when you think about it, quarks and leptons are no more or less real to him than, say, dinosaurs or planets, and he loves those too. And he recognises the letters on the particles.

I am absolutely overwhelmed by the kind and sweet things people are saying about this, thanks everyone ❤️

Addendum: he has really grasped onto the “everything is made of atoms” part of this, so tonight he listed just about every object he could think of and asked if it was made of atoms.

“And my bed?” Yes, and your bed. “And that wall?” Yep. “And the armchair?” Yes, the armchair too. … … “And… the book case?” Y—

“And my home?” Yep, the whole apartment block. “And your home? Oh wait, your home is my home.” Haha, it is. … … “But is it made of atoms?” Yep. “And… [best friend]’s home?” Yes, it is. And [other friend]’s home, and [third friend]’s home.

“Is [yet another friend]’s home?”

Update from the other night:

“Is my… is… [extremely long pause] is my atoms poster made up of atoms?” —Yes! Yes it is.

I have never heard such a contemplative silence. I think the next poster will have to be on the philosophy of referential language.

Update from this morning: after listing everything in sight (mummy? daddy? fridge? milk? cereal? table? etc.) he asks “is [baby sister] made up of atoms?”

yep!

*runs over to her on the floor* *puts face up real close to hers* “HI! YOU’RE MADE UP OF LOTS OF ATOMS! DID YOU KNOW?”

arcticfoxbear

@radioactivepeasant @themagdalenwriting @iusedtohaveanaccount

“HI! YOU’RE MADE UP OF LOTS OF ATOMS! DID YOU KNOW?”

the-strongest-decoy

irishfolklore-deactivated201912

I love being in college because there are no actual adults around so everyone is just going around bullshitting their way through basic tasks. Like I can be like “I think I got better from my cold because I ate an orange yesterday” and everyone is like “Yeah makes sense” and somebody could just be like “I’m gonna put my pillow in the washing machine to clean it” and everyone’s like “Sounds like a great idea John”

pettycentral

sassystarlightcollection-deacti

We forgot about it

I once signed up to participate in a study on how depression affects memory, forgot I was meant to go do it, and when I emailed to apologise to the PhD student running it she basically told me that a) she was very used to this happening and b) the weird irony of her theories’ correctness making it very difficult to arrange proving them had by now gone from infuriating to hysterical

plain-flavoured-english

I went to the Grand Canyon when I was depressed and I literally forgot the whole thing. Like, the only reason I even know I was there is that I have photographs of myself standing in front of the Grand Canyon with dead eyes but i have absolutely no memory of it

People talk about depression like it’s just being sad all the time but straight up your brain stops working and sadness is just one of the many, many consequences of that

little-miss-rasputin-pageant

mrbiglong3000

im on my knees begging this website to stop informing me of major events like this

pigeonlesbian

vague post

sealedbeastnue

not vague enough id recognize lorem ipsum anywhere

andivhs

lilsplanet

APRIL YES

steampunkpirate131719

Bill Nye for most of his career: Imma do science for kids. Science without politics. Nice, tame science for the kiddos.

Bill Nye now:

tolstoyevskywrites-deactivated2

Bill Nye stepped up!!!

mxnrique

SNL - Cut for Time: My Little Step Children

WHY WOULD THEY CUT THIS?????

proto-homo

This is legiterally the funniest thing snl has done in decades

laughconfetti

they cut it because of the ONE gay reference

eschaton-the-imminent

Same energy

nikadd

both of these sketches were written by julio torres - here’s his twitter

somewhereinthedetails217

Omg 😂

pseudo-seraphim

I just want you all to know that my dramatic 6 year old ass would have loved all of this shit.

baker-p-i

I’m the dramatique™ hand to face moment in the broken mirror.

the-blonde-issue

Here for the sensitive masculinity and broody femininity sm love

magic-and-moonlit-wings

As best I can tell, the back of the doll box’s text reads: RICHARD is a handsome, wealthy widower who cannot seem to get over the loss of his first wife … until you came along! His kids are now Your Little Step Children, who you feel conflicted about to say the least. Richard’s silences are full of sorrow; he has a void in his heart that perhaps you can fill. He just has to accept that his first wife is gone … or is she?

circusbattery

All of his tweets give off the energy too! This dude is fucking hilarious.

dankmemeuniversity

butchsandwich-deactivated201912

This conjures a mental image of a guy driving down the road, minding his own business, when the cat pops up next to him, he starts screaming, the cat starts screaming.

whitepeopletwitter

thomrainierskies

i took a philosophy class my first year at community college, and it was the funnest shit ever - prof gave us a powerpoint and told us to fight with him when we disagreed so we could have discussions, then gave us his steam username so we could play racing games together. one time, he told us this story about a prof he had in grad school - guy was tenured, and apparently a great teacher. but he had this time built into his schedule where other profs would be in labs, experimenting, doing research, where he stood in his empty classroom with a warm cup of tea and stared out the window. for these 1.5 hour schedule blocks. and the administration would come to him and be like “dude, we’re not paying you to stare out the window, why aren’t you working?” and he’d say, “i am working. i’m a philosopher, it’s my job to contemplate the world and life and that’s what I’m doing,” and they couldn’t do shit cause he was tenured. and then every handful of years he’d pop out a book that blew everybody’s tits off and they’d get a surge of new philosophy grads come to study with him and make the school a lot of money.

So yeah, i think that’s still what being a philosopher is like