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Little sketch gift for my friend @sonicheroes, those her guys
the new york times has such a great series of elevated butter noodles, if you ever want a super fast easy dinner that still feels grown up and you can emulsify pasta water + butter together basically the sky is your limit
ya got
gochujang butter noodles
peanut butter noodles
chili crisp fettuccine alfredo
miso butter noodles
any one of these + a bag of salad or whatever vegetable side you find easiest/cheapest, and you've got yourself a full meal that tastes far above the effort you put in.
I think more people need to learn the phrase "I don't know enough about that to have a strong opinion" its literally a cheat code for awkward conversations
its ok if you actually do know a lot about the thing and/or have strong opinions about it btw. you can just lie
Wings anyone?
Star Shrimp is unapologetically gorgeous. The most beautiful shrimp in the galaxsea đŠâš
"But always, child, I remain a daughter of Hallownest. And the void below all things, that darkness I will fear no longer..."
hey what if I cried about the knight's last gift to hornet was setting her free along with the rest of hallownest when it killed the radiance. what if i cried about how the knight accomplished something she thought impossible and gave her a reason to hope for the first time in a very long time and she's clinging onto that with all her strength.
if in the face of impossible odds the knight did not give up, the hollow knight did not give up, fighting to the bitter end, what kind of sister would she be if she didn't do the same?
what if i fucking cried about that huh. what if i cried about how she's carrying her siblings with her this whole fucking game!! especially the one who she learned to care about! the one who left her! the one who gave her a future again!!!
calling this piece "freaks in the interrogation room"
minecraft steve!!! and her best friend 'Wulf'
truly wild how driving really does become like piloting a mech after a while. like it sounds so car-bro-y but the car genuinely does become like an extension of your body. your muscles are simply making the correct micro-movements to perfectly manouvre a giant piece of machinery through a constantly moving maze while your brain is busy singing karaoke. you can physically feel when a gap is too small for your car-sona to fit through, like a cat putting its whiskers into a crevice. your brain is suddenly able to do on-the-fly s=d/t calculations in a milisecond and tell you exactly how quickly you need to move to avoid an oncoming vehicle while turning across the road. why does driving unlock the unused 89% of my brain
What the hell.
Is that what driving is for most people? I looked in the notes expecting to see a bunch of bewildered reactions but everyone is agreeing with OP and it's not that I don't believe you, but like.
I drove for years and hated every second of it because I was constantly aware of the fact that I was in charge of a massive chunk of speeding steel and glass capable of causing death if I sneezed at the wrong moment. Not for a single second did the car feel like a part of me. Driving always felt deeply unnatural and highly dangerous. It is indeed Wild to think that the vast majority of people apparently smoothly mind-meld with their car.
No wonder I hate driving so much. Everyone else is having a fun Carsona drift experience while I'm strapped into the pilot seat of a complicated memory game whose penalty for losing is dismemberment.
#mental health 101#oof to copper#but yes#most people use music memory#our brains are designed#for tool use in a way#that permits physical mapping#to anything attached to our bodies#whether it's a sword#a prosthesis or#entire ass vehicle#I will wince or duck#if I veer too close#to things with my llv#because that's my head or shoulder#not the roof or mirror arm
At the gate for my flight home from visiting friends and there's a woman here with a service Shiba Inu. No pics because he has a Do Not Disturb vest and taking pics of strangers is illegal but I need to stress how ON DUTY this animal is. Ears up. Eyes doing Lazer scans of everything. Examining everyone who passes within 10ft like a security guard. Ass planted on her feet. I have never seen a dog with such intense chivalric guardian energy before. He has tiny eyebrows and they are FURROWED with concentration.
Man behind me having unhinged phone conversation. There is an internationally famous dairy in the area I was visiting and he was commissioned by the lady on the other end of the phone to collect specific cheeses from there. The lady is very high strung about the type and condition of the cheese.
The man does not know from cheese. The man "ain't never seen no cheese but orange before" and "I showed ya list to the cheese lady so if it's wrong it's her fault ok?"
I am 80% sure she sent him there for a really specific bleu cheese, 40% sure he does not have the very specific bleu cheese, and 100% sure he's done with her shit.
Our flight is delayed.
He does not have the cheeses in a cooler, just a regular backpack.
I need to emphasize that there is no cooler bag in the backpack. He has Jansport backpack that is jam-packed with cheeses. There is apparently $405 dollars worth of cheeses in that backpack, which I know because he has been trying to get the lady to venmo him the expense, which she has failed to do. It is unclear whether his relation to the lady is romantic, familial or what, but I'm leaning towards "what".
Two more people have joined us. One is a very elegant man with a perfect manicure in a tailored business suit, the other is a neon-haired person of indeterminate gender wearing a fox kirigumi. The Shiba Inu has been staring at the latter for three minutes now.
Uh oh.
Cheese man has been demanding payment because apparently he went like six hours out of his way and paid with his own money and between the cheese and price of gas, he is pretty sure he does not have enough money in his account for an Uber home.
The lady is FLABBERGASTED that he is demanding payment at all, as she was under the impression he was doing this for her out of the goodness of his heart.
He's not having it. He's insisting she told him she would pay him back- he would have gotten her maybe one cheese somewhere closer to his business in the area out of love, but he went out of his way because she agreed to pay him costs+ extra to cover it.
HE RECORDED THE CONVERSATION IN WHICH SHE PROMISED TO PAY FOR THE CHEESE, SHE'S THAT MUCH OF A FLAKE.
I am about to offer this man cash for some of these cheeses because our flight is now more delayed.
"YOU ALWAYS DO THIS! YOU ALWAYS DO THIS AND I FALL FOR IT EVERY TIME! NO! NO! FUCK YOU! IF YOU'RE NOT GONNA PAY ME, YOU DON'T GET FANCY CHEESE."
"OR ELSE WHAT?"
"I'm gonna-? THE BABY SHOWER? MONICA CAN'T EVEN HAVE THIS CHEESE SHE'S PREGNANT!"
"The cheese lady asked if it was for someone because the mushrooms or whatever in the cheese are dangerous for the baby or something?? You wanna poison Monica?"
"WHY WOULD I LIE ABOUT THAT?"
"YEAH OF COURSE I GOT THE CHEESE, THATS WHY I DON'T GOT MONEY FOR UBER!"
"YEAH, GO TELL! GO TELL MOMMA I STOPPED YOUR STUPID ASS FROM KILLING MONICA OR THE BABY! FUCK!"
*hangs up phone*
*head in hands, borderline hyperventilating*
The man in the three piece suit is in the chair next to him. He waits a moment, then reaches into his carryon and pulls out an entire bottle of wine with the TSA pre check sticker on it, and taps cheese guy on the shoulder.
"If your friend doesn't want it, would you be amenable to having it right now?"
Naturally, I have volunteered my box of wheat thins and offered to buy one of the harder cheeses which should be fine if it makes it home.
Meanwhile, Kirigumi has noticed that the Shiba Inu is staring at her and is correctly intimidated.
1. This is some fucking great Camembert. I have compensated cheese guy accordingly. So have like six other people. He's recouped like half his losses.
2. Cheese guy is crying a little about the cash and opening up about his problems. The cheese lady is his younger sister. Suit guy is being very generous with his Pinot Blanc. We are having a picnic/improv family therapy session.
3. This is apparently the latest in a long string of his sister asking for something and then flaking when he asks to be paid back. Started with paying him back only some of what he was owed, then claiming something she paid for him was of equal value when it was not, then recently telling him his memory is wrong and he said it was a gift or that he'd do it for free.
"Yeah, the specific thing of trying to convince you your memory is unreliable is called gaslighting and it's really fucked up." I say
"yeeeeah. The other stuff I forgave because she's never really had a good job so she can't pay me back all the time but at least she was making an effort y'know? But that was. That was over the line."
"If you haven't already, check on the rest of your family's finances. My brother started trying to gaslight everyone when he started stealing from our parents." Says Pinot Blanc.
4. Shiba Inu Lady has purchased a cheddar. Apparently, the dog's name is Donut, and he's her service dog because she's severely visually impaired.
"Oh, he's a guide dog?" Asks cheese guy.
"oh, no." She laughs. "He's too short, and the way my eyes are, it's easier for me to navigate with a cane. No, the problem I have is that some morally impaired people see the cane and think they can get away with stealing my bag or assaulting me because I wouldn't be able to give a description- which is wrong, but rather than deal with that I got Donut, and he helps me by howling at anyone who gets in my personal space and biting anyone who grabs me!"
"Uh." Says Kirigumi. "He's been staring at me do I need to back up or..?"
"Ohdear! No, no- He wasn't looking at you! He loves cheese but he knows he's not supposed to beg so he decided the way to deal with something he wants but can't have is to stare in the other direction."
"OKAY!" Says Kirigumi. "I'm wearing fox pajamas and thought like. He thought I was another dog or something."
"No, no- he doesn't care about dogs, and you get a warning before he goes for the calves. Very helpful, when I was living in Italy!"
"Oh what part? I have family in Tuscany." Says Pinot.
"Does he want a cheese? There is still so much cheese." Says cheese guy.
Plane may be arriving. I am paying for in flight WiFi to keep y'all updated.
1. Cheese guy has sold all but two or three cheeses that he an Pinot are going to eat on the flight.
2. I know they're planning to continue because Pinot talked to the gate agent so he and cheese guy can sit together and talk about family drama and cheese.
3. Pinot has been teaching him about different types of cheese and how to enjoy them.
4. Cheese guy apparently repairs computers and other technology devices for a living and is currently doing the software version of scraping barnacles and other crap off Pinot'macbook.
5. Pinot is now convinced that cheese guy is the smartest and most interesting man in the world.
Ok so the Wifi wasn't working on the plane (also like, nonstop turbulence) and also they got seated in a different row from me, but:
Now that I've heard the word aloud, and they are an astrophysicist. Who correctly believes in being comfy as fuck on planes. They are also familar with the concept of a meet-cute and is rooting for them too.
Got to walk the nice lady and her Tactical Assault Shiba to her next gate because it was on the way out and talk for a bit. Donut is called that not because he is the color of a Donut (which he is) but because he likes to sleep curled up in a perfect circle. He has a sister who does the same thing named Bagel.
Lost track of Pinot and Cheeseguy for a bit but when I saw them again at Baggage claim, Cheeseguy was holding both their jackets, and Pinot was on the phone to his hotel about "Well do you have any rooms with TWO beds?". The rest of the call indicated that yes, there were rooms with two beds, but Readers, I Had A Moment.
:)
Anyway, it's 2AM, I need to sleep, if you feel like supporting this kind of hard-hitting reporting, I have a Tip Jar!
Happy (late) Pride Month to Cheese Guy and Pinot Blanc
"kung pow penis," a phrase commonly used in reblogs to indicate utter disdain for OP, has twelve letters, each of which (traditionally) must be supplied by a different user. the unanimity of disdain indicated by these twelve unrelated users has strong parallels to the requirement of unanimity for a juryâalso traditionally of twelveâto arrive at a verdict. in this essay i will
"I'm not posting S and you can't make me!"
thanks tumblr for taking down my piece about censorship! heres a more censored version. i think its an improvement, really
(hey. you can still see it uncensored on bluesky.)
don't ever forget this is the same website where the ceo, matt mullenweg, terminated a trans woman as retaliation for her being upset that her fully sfw , fully clothed selfies were tagged as inappropriate, chased her over to twitter to further harass her, and publicly alluded to the contents of her (up to that point private and unconnected) side blogs
making two of my yugioh favs hang out
Fuck everybody else I only respect Team Cherry
I think it's awesome when video games take longer to make, the working conditions are comfortable, and the developers don't artificially create hype with constant teasers and press events promising that it's "just around the corner" each time. I'm so glad that the release date only dropped now that the game is (ostensibly) finished and ready. I'm fully confident that Silksong is gonna whip ass and that the seven years of development time are gonna be worth it.
"Other indie studios don't have Hollow Knight money and can't afford such a long development cycle!" Ignoring whether or not that statement is actually accurate, I agree though! There's tons of talented indie studios out there that deserve more attention and should have the cash to produce their dream projects in the time they deserve! Team Cherry sure didn't have those kind of resources when they were making the first Hollow Knight though, and that game's development was extremely strenuous and difficult, so it's an unarguably positive thing that their work paid off. And other projects deserve that kind of turn out too! This should be the norm!
Remember, history was awful. Never trust the romantics.
#you want to know a sentence that rewrote my brain:#most people have never been 20#more than half of humans ever born never made it to 20#which. is so crushingly sad to me i can't think about it for too long and also weirdly tempering when i'm angry at the state of the world#most people have never been 20! is it any wonder we're bad at being people sometimes! it's so new. we're young to it#anyway#i'm so stupidly grateful to live in the present and for modern medical technology (tags via @thoughtsformtheuniverse)
XKCD: Degree Off
Never Forget what Childhood Vaccines and Antibiotics have done.
The two most powerful words in the English language, owed entirely to the efficacy of vaccines, are thus;
âSmallpox was.â
For most of history, smallpox was (!!!) the scourge that haunted human civilisations. We have evidence of smallpox from mummies c. 1350BCE in Egypt. Itâs speculated to be one of causative agents of the Plague of Athens c. 430BCE. There were outbreaks of smallpox in Angola in 1484, in South Africa in 1731 that wiped out entire clans of Khoisan people. There was at least one major smallpox epidemic almost every decade across Europe.
Smallpox was transmitted by droplet/aerosol infection; it tore through even the smallest population centres. Typical smallpox incurred a blistering fever, raised pustules, debilitating joint and back pain; if you lived â and that was a fat fucking if, as typical smallpox had a mortality rate of 30% â youâd have tell-tale pockmark scarring, and face stigma for the rest of your life. Some were left blinded.
The worst form of the disease was haemorrhagic smallpox; all the agony of typical smallpox, with the addition of skin haemorrhage and pinpoint haemorrhage in the spleen, liver, kidneys and gonads. Near-universally fatal, haemorrhagic smallpox made up 5-10% of all cases. Of this number, 72% were children.
The global smallpox vaccination campaigns of 1958 to 1977 were a monumental effort by the World Health Organization and its global associates, backed by incredibly diligent public health work and epidemiological monitoring.
Wherever there were outbreaks, there was herd immunisation. Health bodies campaigned tirelessly for the general population to be immunised. In the â70s, a concerted effort was made by the WHO to ensure vaccines were administered in the most remote and vulnerable communities in the Horn of Africa, South Asia and the Pacific.
In 1980, the world was officially, finally free of one of itâs oldest adversaries; universal vaccination had been achieved, and there was no population that could act as a reservoir for smallpox.
If mankind has only one great achievement, itâs the smallpox vaccine; to date, smallpox is the only human disease to be completely eradicated.
After over two millennia of suffering, mass disability and death, humanity finally had the means to give one of itâs biggest threats the biggest possible fuck you, and through scientific and public health collaboration, careful epidemiological monitoring and countless hours of on-the-ground vaccination efforts, managed to blot it from existence entirely.
Where there is vaccine coverage, childhood diseases with high morbidity and mortality rates like whooping cough, diphtheria, influenza B and have dropped.
We have vaccines for TB, another of our greatest and longest adversaries.
With enough effort to counter misinformation, more people fighting for vaccine equality, patent free medication for communicable disease, and universal vaccine coverage, and everyone making sure to keep up to date with their vaccinations, one day, we could be fortunate enough to be able to say;
âTuberculosis was.â
âSmallpox was.â
Fuck. That hit me hard.
death and the stars
I'm quite fond of the heroes of my field have slain one of the four horsemen of the Apocalypse
We saw a firefly on our way home from national night out tonight.
I've lived in this neighborhood for 20 years, and never seen one here, before.
In less than a decade, I've watched the proliferation of native planting, habitat planting, signs saying an area is for pollinators and no pesticides allowed, fewer and fewer monoculture grass lawns. Better raking and soil health practices. Businesses and schools are installing rain gardens and native plants all over my neighborhood, and it's slowly spilling out into more and more types of neighborhoods.
if you haven't been paying attention to gardens for the past decade you'd never notice it.
But it started slow and now it's speeding up rapidly.
Expectations here are shifting.
And tonight, we got a firefly.
This happened to me recently.
We moved to this house a few years ago. The previous owners were Lawn People. In-ground sprinklers, fertilized and sprayed for weeds by a local lawn service, leaves raked up and sent to a landfill. Less biodiverse than the average parking lot, and nearly as pleasant.
A strip of woodland along the side of the yard was promising with mature oak and maple trees, but it was all choked by invasive honeysuckle and buckthorn. Some of these were almost ten feet tall and too thick to walk through.
The lawn started to die almost immediately when we stopped using the sprinklers and canceled the lawn service. We first started reseeding with clover, but then learned there were better options. We switched to self-heal for a native ground cover, and also found some native grasses popping up.
We dug out the stones and topped the beds off with compost and soil. We planted native flowers and more grasses. Some of them have escaped the beds into the yard, which we are encouraging. We have huge swaths of Great Blue Lobelia blooming where there used to be grass.
The hardest part was the honeysuckle. We tried various ways of cutting it back and smothering the stumps but in the end nothing worked as well as just digging them out. Almost as soon as we cleared the first part we saw results. Natives like Solomon's Seal, and Canada Goldenrod appeared like magic. As we cleared more we discovered other native plants fighting to stay alive under the honeysuckle, like dewberry, choke cherry, and even an elderberry bush. There is more work to do but seeing these plants emerge makes it easy.
We started leaving the leaves on the ground, raking them under bushes and into corners if they got too heavy. We use them to mulch vegetable gardens and help insulate shrubs for the winter.
There was no question that we started to see more insect activity. Native bumblebees are plentiful, and mason bees have started filling in any little crack they can find with mud. We've learned to keep outdoor outlets covered. With more bugs have come more birds, including some pretty rare ones for our area.
However, it wasn't until I was sitting out on the front steps on a warm evening about a month ago that I finally saw fireflies for the first time in years and years. Not just one, but several, and not even all the same species. Some of the lights were a very different color than the others. I cried. I actually cried.
The most important thing is that this only took about three years. We moved during deep COVID and didn't even start any of this right away. You can turn a space around in less time than you think. And it doesn't take much. Not everyone has a yard to work with, but you can grow native plants in a pot on a balcony. I promise it makes a difference.
âWhy did sokka bring zuko to the boiling rock but not katara (boiling) or toph (rock). He is so stupid and I am very smart.â well you see there is actually a very simple explanation for this. which is that sokka thought there was a very good chance that he was going to die there. and he does not want katara and toph to die. because he likes them or something. whereas he didnât really mind if zuko died. because outside of fanfiction world he didnât really care for that guy .