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Ohhh Night Watch the book that you are...
You're telling me a french fried this
Traceback (most recent call last): File "<stdin>", line 1, in <module> TypeError: fried_rice_joke() takes exactly three arguments (2 given)
That's what it looks like when you run Python in interactive mode. There's no file because you're putting stuff straight in the interpreter.
also, not to explain the joke, but yes. Three arguments.
fried_rice_joke(shrimp, fried, rice) -> "are you telling me a shrimp fried this rice?"
the joke is that I tried to run fried_rice_joke(french, fries)
fried_rice_joke(shrimp,
fried, rice) -> “are you telling me
a shrimp fried this rice?”
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
[ID: Tiktok screenshot of blooming lilacs with text reading "Just a little something to take the edge off". End ID.]
Why should all citizens get a certain amount of free food from the government to supplement what they can buy on their own? That’s the sort of stupid commie thing they do in *checks notes* the ancient Roman republic.
Yeah Rome had a free grain and sometimes bread ration program for its citizens, including the very poor ones. Surprise! Government handouts aren’t a new concept!
It’s crazy watching people say that something is gonna ruin society when we’ve been doing it in some form or another for thousands of years and people generally like it when it happens.
Even places that didn’t regularly provide their people with free food often had emergency stores in case of famine or natural disaster that they distributed to people like in ancient China.
Also are you against government loans to farmers? Like they had in *checks notes* feudal Japan?
TIL America doesn't even have food distribution
We have SNAP
Ooh what's that?
Supplemental nutrition assistance program. It gives low income households a certain amount of money on a card each month that can only be used at grocery stores. Some homeless people can also get one that works at fast food restaurants.
Personally I think that everyone should get a SNAP card but that idea is too radical for a lot of people unfortunately.
it is also very strict about what counts as low income. I have heard of people turning down raises at work cause they would lose their SNAP benefits. People who won't pick up money off the ground because they don't want to lose it all.
I'm just saying, if you're going to worldbuild magic being a "raw, primal force, akin to and interweaving with nature itself" you gotta explain to me why animals don't use it
I know the normal answer is "they just aren't smart enough for it" but idk I've seen enough media where a character uses a spell in a moment of brain-off panic ilI feel like animals could probably stumble into a spell or two like, accidentally
Also how funny would it be to see a completely normal regular bear cast magic missile outta nowhere
Also there is no way ravens wouldn't figure out spells, tbh
They're smart fuckin birds, I believe in them
Either through observing or just figuring shit out ravens could 100% learn how to cast spells I'm sure of it
Dogs can also cast Magic Missile but every time they do the projectile is shaped like a bone or a stick and they chase after it
the will is weak the flesh also is weak and me i am not doing too good either
On the subject about parents needing to control their child's reading and invade their privacy in order to "protect" them from "inappropriate material:
Until I was in....college? At least? The vast, vast majority of the books I read were either a) assigned by my school or b) (the vast majority of my reading) provided to me by my mother.
My mom is a librarian. She filled our rooms with books, picked especially for us. She pointed out books on the shelves in our home library (separate from our bedroom shelves) that she thought we would like. She bought us books for birthdays, Christmas, and just stacks of recommendations. She once paid me $10 to read one of the Cirque Du Freak books because she said I needed "to be exposed to bad literature."
She respected my privacy in room, didn't go through my belongings. She explicitly pointed out to us that she wouldn't know if we took a particular book of the shelf, as long as we returned it, if we didn't want her to know we were reading it. She purposely brought us books that she didn't care for herself, because she thought we might find them valuable or enjoyable.
And if we wanted to read something she thought might upset or disturb us, she would explain why. She wouldn't stop us from reading it - just ask us to check in with her, to talk through it.
And so when I read something that upset or disturbed me, I would go to her. She would listen and talk through it with me.
If she said she didn't think I would like something, or that a book might disturb me, or that she thought I should wait until I was older, I listened to her.
She didn't need restrictions or control to protect me. Because she proved I could trust her.
Controlling kids is never about "protecting" them. It's just about control.
do something to prev
shave them bald
put them in the timeloop
they must find your pages
trapped in mirror dimension
let them loose into the wild
introduce them somewhere else as an invasive species
put a plastic bag in their enclosure
fill them with milk and throw against the wall
turn them into marketable plushie
remove them from reality
study them in a petri dish
the part of adulthood that no one ever warns you about is the amount of surfaces you need to acquire to put your things and trinkets on
hop in babe we're romanticizing the little things so we can fall in love with life again
this may be my age showing but I am a passionate supporter of wires. earbuds? put a leash on those things. wireless keyboard? no, it needs to hold hands with the computer. the ps5 controller I forgot to charge has the staying power of a wealthy nonagenarian with a much younger wife and 14 life insurance policies, but the controller plugged into my pc? that baby will outlive my bloodline. my ethernet cable is like a son to me.
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Don't ever let anyone tell you disability rep doesn't matter, because I just got a comment on one of my fics from a person whose husband has struggled with driving for fifteen years because he can only use his left foot to drive, and they had no idea left foot gas pedal modifiers are a thing until they read my fic that involved a character getting their leg amputated.
It was a tiny scene at the end of the fic, one I put in because I'd been researching left-foot driving adaptions for myself at the time due to some leg issues of my own. But it was something the commenter and their husband had never heard of before, so now the commenter is going to get him one as a surprise and for the first time in his life this guy is going to be able to drive comfortably.
It matters. Not just the big pieces of representation, but the little ones too.
(And yes, if you have issues with your right leg, it is easy and relatively inexpensive to modify your vehicle for left foot driving! You just need to be willing to drill into the floor of your vehicle, or have a mechanic do it. No electronic modifications or anything, it's purely mechanical. Just make sure you're getting a system from a good manufacturer that has done safety testing.)
So I've seen the post going around that's kind of like "kids should be able to read whatever they want and not have their choices censored by adults" and I largely agree with one caveat which is that children need to be able to opt in. I remember being 12 and sneaking some dirty books, and being interested and excited to read a book with something more sexy in it, and no one died, and everything was fine, and I was not forever scarred. However I do remember being shown a a horror film at seven by a babysitter and not being able to sleep for three weeks, and if I'd known how scary the movie was I wouldn't have wanted to watch it.
Kids can usually know what they can handle. Kids cover their eyes at scary points in films, kids read past stuff they aren't ready for. But it is good to be clear like "Oh that book might have some scary parts you might not like, are you sure you want to get that one?" Or "Oh this book has some grown up things in them that you might have a hard time understanding, I want to check that your okay with that." Like give kids the warnings and options and they will probably make a safe and informed decision. It doesn't have to be either or.
I also think kids should be allowed to be wrong about what they can handle without getting in trouble for it. They should be able to go to the adults in their life and ask for help processing what they saw or read without fear of judgement or punishment.
THIS THIS THIS THIS THIS!
Every time a kid came to me asking to check out, say, Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson, my only question was, "Just to check, you know what this book is about?" I wanted to make sure they weren't going to be blindsided; as long as they had that information, whether they wanted to read it or not was absolutely their call, not mine.
the people yearn for nonplastic fabrics
The really unfortunate thing about mental health progress is that sometimes you realize you've made it in the form of "wow, I haven't felt this bad in a fucking while"
On the one hand it's a bit of a pick me up in a dark place to know that this will pass because it has passed before on the other hand sometimes it isn't entirely a pleasant thought to go "wow, I used to feel like this all the time. That was pretty fucking bad. It's pretty bad right now too also."
Someday your current baseline will be the sort of thing you consider A Really Bad Day. It does get better.